Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

I met the plague god again...

Megure was used to it, and adjusted the brim of his hat with a wry smile: "Anyway, let's go ask the staff here first."

"Come to think of it." Megure sighed and complained, "It's a pity that every time a crime scene occurs, there are always detectives taking turns to take action."

"It seems there is a new character this time..."

"Yeah." Takagi wiped the sweat off his forehead, "But Conan seems to have won the perfect attendance award."

"It's probably another difficult case..."

A quarter of an hour later, Gao Mu reported the content of the interrogation: "After sorting out the testimonies of the staff."

"We learned that the estimated time of Mr. Botu's death was between 4 p.m. and 5: p.m., and his whereabouts could not be determined for a long time."

"It seems that there are only Mr. Lao Yang and this agent lady."

When Lao Yang heard this, his expression was uglier than eating shit: "Hey...wait a minute! Didn't I tell you?!"

"I've been feeling really sick in my stomach since this morning, so I've been staying in the toilet!!!"

The manager immediately defended himself, trying to clear himself of suspicion: "I was also running around in the club! I kept giving various instructions to the staff!"

"By the way." Gao Mu interrupted her and added: "It is said that he was the first person to discover the body."

"It was the staff who came to do the fire inspection at that time."

"Mr. Policeman." Old Yang pointed at the old dog that was clamped behind him and said, "If you want to talk about suspicious things, he is also suspicious."

The old dog tried to break free, shaking his body in a domineering manner: "Hey! Let me go! Didn't Botu get killed?"

Inspector Megure signaled to the staff to let him go and let the old dog describe what happened.

"Yes, that's right. I bought the jacket from the staff and entered the building before 5:30 in the afternoon."

"It was around 5:20. If you don't believe me, you can ask the staff who sold me the jacket."

Takagi leaned close to Megure's ear and whispered, "If that's the case, then that's strange."

"The period when the agent was unable to confirm his whereabouts was between 4:4 and 50:."

"Mr. Yang was around 5 to 5:15."

"So if two of the three people wanted to conspire together, it would be impossible."

"By the way." Miss Enomoto Azusa blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "Among the three of you, can anyone play baseball?"

Old Yang blurted out without hesitation: "I played football until I went to college."

Seeing this, the agent was not to be outdone and took any opportunity to clear his suspicions: "I played tennis for a while when I was in junior high school."

The old dog looked at her with lustful eyes and said, "I used to be a ghost member of the mountaineering club."

He spread his hands. "As for baseball, Botu played it all the way through high school. It's said that he's an outfielder with very strong arms."

"But.... beautiful lady, why are you asking this?"

"I just found a baseball at the scene." said Azusa Enomoto in a sweet voice.

The agent pondered, "If it's that baseball, I think it was probably all the members of the baseball club when Botu graduated from high school."

"I gave it to him together."

“I remember he always had it with him.”

The old dog greeted, "As expected of an ex-girlfriend, you know so much."

"You started dating Botu from that time until he debuted and became famous, right?"

"Then, the one who stole the love of this beautiful manager and dumped him was the president, right?"

"Sure enough, the entertainment industry is all the same." Lao Gou shook his head with a sneer.

"Ah." Old Yang sighed, "That was all several years ago."

The old dog looked like he was just looking for trouble: "What's the harm in talking about it?"

"I wonder what kind of twisted thoughts are hidden in the crooked relationship and the death of Botu."

There was something else in the old dog's words, as if he was hinting at something.

Inspector Megure broke the bad atmosphere: "Does anyone know where Mr. Hatto's cell phone is?"

"Because we didn't find it in the lounge or in his suitcase."

The agent said, "He usually keeps his phone in his breast pocket."

Suddenly, Azusa Enomoto noticed that Bourbon's expression beside him changed suddenly.

Cell phone, in breast pocket.

cell phone......

mobile phone!

Bourbon's eyes gradually widened.

His thoughts returned to that night on the rooftop.

"Hey! Scotch!" Bourbon pressed against his side, his heart already stopping: "Damn it!!"

Akai said indifferently: "It's no use listening to his heartbeat."

"he died."

"He died completely."

"Because I shot him straight through the heart with a pistol."

Bourbon's jaw twitched and trembled, his eyes filled with hatred: "Rye!! You bastard!!"

Akai put the gun back into his arms and said coldly: "Haven't you heard? That guy is a running dog of the Neon Public Security Bureau."

"Unfortunately, I also shot through the cell phone he had in his breast pocket."

"Thanks to this, the identity of that guy has been kept secret."

"It's like killing a ghost. It feels really bad."

"Mr. Amuro? Mr. Amuro?! Mr. Toru Amuro?!"

Takagi called his name over and over again, and if Miss Enomoto Azusa hadn't poked him in the end, he might have been trapped in painful memories.

"Yes!"

Azusa Enomoto said gently: "Officer Takagi asked you to write your name and the word "I'm sorry" on it."

"Why...why?"

"Aren't you listening?" Enomoto Azusa pretended to be surprised and pointed to one side: "Mr. Hatano has a piece of paper like this in his chest pocket."

"So, in order to authenticate the notes, we need to ask everyone in the guild hall to leave their handwriting."

"Hey! Conan! What's Miss Xiaozi's last name?"

Xiaolan's voice came from behind Conan.

"Her last name is Enomoto, what's wrong?"

"Thank you~"

"Kudo Shinichi~" she said softly.

"Ms. Enomoto Azusa, please come and sign as well."

"Okay~~" She raised her index finger and ran inwards to Takagi. Her short skirt was slightly lifted up, bringing a gust of fragrant breeze.

Conan showed a panic expression, there was no doubt about it.

She must be Absinthe.

Knowing that I had already noticed that she was in disguise.

And he does it so openly. Is it because of Xiaolan?

Baijiu’s inner thoughts: I just wanted to tease you, you are so dramatic.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. Please ask the agent to come and sign it."

Azusa Enomoto put her hands behind her back and edited a text message.

"Bourbon has kept the promise you made to him. No matter what, he will not harm those two people. - White Wine"

But why? Conan, I understand, but Ran... why?

Azusa Enomoto leaned close to Bourbon's ear, switched to Baijiu's voice, and asked knowingly: "By the way, let me ask, who is that guy?"

He took the opportunity to observe Bourbon's expression.

Suddenly, Bourbon's pupils flickered and he discovered that Subaru Okiya was writing three words with his left hand.

He raised his arm as if to show it to Bourbon.

"So you are left-handed." Bourbon leaned over.

Subaru Okiya asked politely, "Well, sort of. Is there any problem?"

Bourbon waved his hand: "Nothing, because the last time we met."

"I remember you took off the mask with your right hand. I thought you were right-handed."

"Is that so?" Okiya Subaru showed a clear expression.

Bourbon changed the subject: "Forget it, don't take it to heart."

"Just." Bourbon deliberately raised his tone.

He spoke every word with gritted teeth.

"There's a man I want to kill."

“He’s also left-handed.”