Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Judy gritted her teeth, squinted her eyes, and rolled her eyes in disdain.

Bourbon said calmly, "And this student's test paper clearly had all the answers ticked."

He poked the photo with his finger: "I don't know why there are still 100 points and wreaths?"

"Don't you think this is weird?" He picked up his pockets and leaned back.

Mark took it in his hand and looked at it carefully: "It's really strange."

In an instant, Baijiu used his peripheral vision to look at Conan standing beside him.

At this moment, Conan did not even ask for the liquor to be raised high. He was completely detached from the case, supporting his chin, thinking with an uneasy look.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

To be honest, it is impossible for the FBI and Bourbon, a member of the organization, to meet at the same crime scene by coincidence, and with Yi Yu by their side.

The key to this situation, I remember, is...

Suddenly, Conan's pupils shrank, and he said in a cute and childish tone: "Teacher Judy."

He waved his little hands to signal Judy to come over.

She leaned forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Conan asked: "Why did you call Teacher Xia Zi last night?"

Judy had a smile on her face: "It's because I made a date with her for drinks."

Conan asked: "Who made the appointment?"

Judy pulled out her phone: "She did text me, but it was really weird."

"Xia Zi actually said she didn't remember sending me a text message. Never mind." Judy acted nonchalantly, "Anyway, she did have that text message in her phone."

"Maybe she really is confused." Judy spread her hands.

Conan: “…”

Conan quickly calmed down: "I remember it was because Teacher Judy, your phone battery was dead, so you borrowed Mark's phone to call, right?"

Mark nodded naively, his blushing face hiding behind Judy.

"Why are you standing behind me, Mark?" Judy realized belatedly, "Is it because there's a hole in my back?"

Mark whispered, "Judy, I was afraid that the gym teacher would stare at your buttocks. I was just observing her out of the corner of my eye."

"I think his eyes are not very honest. He seems to have some bad intentions towards you."

Judy smiled and patted his muscular chest muscles: "You are really cute, more sensitive than me. Don't worry, I won't be scared with you around."

"Huh!?" Marco's heart suddenly felt like it was beating fast and he was at a loss what to do.

Conan: "........Teacher Judy."

Judy quickly apologized and stroked Conan's hair: "I'm so sorry Conan."

"Although I charge my phone every night, it runs out of battery every evening because I use it so often."

Conan's face darkened: "Not good, this may be because..."

"Maybe because of something?" Judy asked curiously.

"Agent Judy Starling, could you please just pay attention to me?"

Upon hearing this, Judy immediately stood up and turned to look behind her.

"People have to be polite to each other, right?" Bourbon reprimanded sternly.

"After all, what we are explaining now is the part about the perpetrator of the attack on your good friend."

"In Japan, people circle the correct answers and tick the wrong answers, but in the United States, people tick the correct answers."

Everyone was shocked and looked astonished.

There was no commotion about liquor, because it is very common in China and there is really nothing surprising about it.

Bourbon noticed the white wine beside him out of the corner of his eye and showed a satisfied expression.

Without waiting for Baijiu to respond, he turned his head to look at her: "I'm right, Agent Judy."

Judy nodded. "That's not actually a check mark, but a check mark if the paper is graded by a computer."

"In Neon, we'll also mark the correct answer, just like that one."

Takagi asked in confusion, "But why are the wrong answers circled?"

Judy replied: "The circle means that the answer is wrong and needs to be double-checked."

She shrugged and closed her beautiful eyes: "However, some teachers will circle the wrong answers."

“Not all are the same.”

"If that's the case!" Judy suddenly opened her eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed through her mind: "Could it be that... the test paper is covered underneath."

"Is it the test paper graded by Xia Zi, who returned from studying in the United States?"

"And what you see above is the Neon Man!"

"That is, the prisoner corrected the test papers after the fact, right?"

"Yes." Baijiu agreed with Judy's reasoning.

Standing next to Bourbon, he explained, "And if you look closely, the circle on the test paper placed above is very crooked."

Baijiu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think... it's beyond the scope of the answer field?"

"Yes...but so what...?" Judy was confused.

Baijiu explained: "One possible reason is that the prisoner's hands are very inflexible."

He frowned and smiled faintly: "Or maybe he wanted to use a red pen to hide something red."

"red.....?"

"I understand!" Judy clapped her hands.

"Last night, the prisoner attacked her here, and her blood splattered on the table and the unmarked papers."

"In order to hide the bloodstains, I used a red pen to draw along the bloodstains and then connected them into a circle, which made the lines look crooked."

"binggo!" Baijiu stretched out his finger.

Bourbon said in a low voice: "The question is, which of these three people did it?"

"Then...don't you already know who the criminal is?"

"Of course." Bourbon turned his head and looked to the side: "It's really simple, right?"

"Conan."

Conan: “……….”

"Well...just...just draw circles." He spoke hesitantly.

"You only need to look at the wreaths in the photos to know."

"You can tell who drew the wreath at a glance."

"Wreath? What does that mean..." Megure scratched his chubby face in confusion.

"It's very simple." Conan raised his hands high: "You can compare the wreath drawn by Teacher Xia Zi and the wreath drawn by the criminal. It's more open."

“Is the direction in which the vortex rotates different?”

"It's true!!!" Takagi exclaimed.

"That's right, you finally figured it out." Baijiu sighed helplessly, "The criminal drew a counterclockwise vortex."

"Normally, it rotates clockwise, right?"

Megure adjusted the brim of his hat and asked, "Then what? Brother Yiyu, who is the criminal?"

Baijiu said, "The criminal is definitely not Mr. Yamamoto who wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in his right hand."

Bourbon said: "It won't be the bubble sister who took Mr. Mark with his right hand."

They said in unison.

"So the uncle who wanted to use his left hand to hold the lighter."

“It becomes the only candidate.”