Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Inside the sealed room of Suzuki Library, Baijiu was observing everyone thoughtfully.

After the sleeping Kogoro came back from the toilet, he stopped coughing for some reason. Is the effect of the cough medicine so obvious?

Okiya Subaru was not concentrating on reading, but seemed to be paying attention to his surroundings.

As for Vermouth, also known as Luxin, there is no way she could be impersonated by Kid, and she would definitely not make such a low-level mistake.

And Dr. Agasa just stayed in the bathroom for too long.

The ones standing aside who were not very suspicious were Advisor Jiro Suzuki and the old lady. Fortunately, the remote control of the bulletproof device was in my hand, so Kid would not replace the box at will.

If the old woman was Kidd, she wouldn't be so panicked if the box got wet.

"What's wrong, Xiaolan?" Lu Xin came to her side and asked in a gentle and caring tone.

Xiaolan took off her shoes, stood barefoot on the chair, tiptoed on her rosy toes, and reached upwards.

With sweat on her head, she kept trying: "I want to turn over the book on the top of the bookshelf, but my hand can't reach it. It's still a little far away."

Lu Xin turned her head and looked behind her: "We can get it by climbing the ladder."

"But." Lu Xin pursed her lips and put her hand on her chin: "But the stairs are occupied by Okiya Subaru and Maori."

Lu Xin suggested, holding down the chair with both hands, and said cheerfully: "I can just hold down the chair for you, you can try again."

"Thank you."

Conan stared at Xiaolan and Luxin meaningfully, analyzing and reasoning in his mind.

The key to distinguishing the real from the fake is height. Both of them are about the same height as the doctor...

Suddenly, Conan's eyes became lustful and he stared at under Xiaolan's skirt. His little face turned red and his heart beat excitedly.

Huiyuan, who was reading a book nearby, rolled her eyes at him with disdain and muttered to herself, "What a pervert."

I can see the underwear soon!!

He shook his head and calmed himself down. What if the person in front of him was Kidd in disguise? Don't try to play hard to get with me!

But soon, Conan hesitated again. He looked at the smooth and white thighs and fell into deep thought.

"Oh, the scenery is beautiful."

Baijiu brought Conan back to reality and said sarcastically: "Although you look like a child, you are a lecherous uncle at heart."

Conan waved his hands and blushed as he explained, "I was just observing to see if she was actually Kid in disguise."

Baijiu smiled calmly: "They are all men, I understand what you mean."

In fact, my inner OS is: If you are looking at Vermouth's legs, she has probably been born for five minutes.

He changed the subject and asked, "By the way, you should have sensed Kidd's presence as well."

"Yeah, but now except for Huiyuan and you, I don't have anyone confirmed." Conan frowned: "It's really a headache."

Baijiu gave Conan a hint: "However, I feel that Mr. Okiya Subaru must not be Kidd. After all, he is the only one who has not left here."

"So I conclude that he must not be Kidd!" Baijiu said confidently.

Conan retorted: "No...it is also possible that Kidd came here disguised as Subaru Okiya from the beginning."

Dr. Agasa held a book in his hand and walked slowly towards Xiaolan: "Here, this is the book you want, right?"

"Thank you Doctor!"

Lu Xin showed a look of delight and asked politely, "Excuse me, could you tell me what book it is?"

Xiaolan smiled embarrassedly: "It's just an ordinary mystery book————"

"Oh!" Sonoko laughed secretly, standing beside Xiaolan without knowing when: "13 conditions for a detective to become a lover, Xiaolan, you still like to read this kind of book."

"Stop reading." Xiaolan's face instantly turned as red as a monkey's butt, and she hugged the book to her chest.

"Well." The old woman said hoarsely: "I don't know if it's helpful to talk about this. I'm a little embarrassed."

She cleared her throat and recalled in her mind: "My husband and I used to exchange diaries when we were in school. That exchange diary was incredible."

"Incredible?" Baijiu immediately became interested: "How exactly is it manifested?"

"At that time we agreed that he would write on the left page and I would write on the right page."

"But to write about all the events of the day and my love for my husband, one page is usually not enough."

She smiled happily and said, "In order to let my husband write on the left, I wrote densely on three pages."

"But my husband always writes a few lines."

Lu Xin tilted her head: "Maybe it's just because your husband is not good at writing."

"Yes." The old woman agreed with her idea: "I thought the same thing as you at that time."

"But not long after we got married, one day I suddenly found the diary on my husband's desk."

"When I looked at the immature words I wrote when I was young, I couldn't help but feel very shy and a little nostalgic, just as I was flipping through the diary."

“I saw——”

The old woman couldn't help but choke up, her pupils trembling, "That was a diary written by my husband that I never saw when I was a student."

"It filled two pages of the diary with dense writing."

Her tone became lost: "But the diary was soon taken away by my husband."

"I remember that day when I was enjoying the show, I didn't realize my husband had already walked up to me."

"He smiled and said to me, 'No, you can't look at it, this is my secret.'"

"After that, I never saw the exchange diary again. What happened?" The old woman said to herself, confused.

She wondered, "Could it have something to do with the note that I couldn't find?"

Mao Li commented: "The two pages are stuck together. Maybe your husband was eating rice balls while reading his diary, and the rice grains fell between the two pages."

Baijiu sorted out everything the old woman had just said in his mind, revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and looked ahead confidently.

Kidd, who entered the house in disguise, also noticed the change in Baijiu's expression.

It seems that this time, you, the famous detective, have figured out where the note is and what is really in the box.