Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Come come come come come come come come come come come."

Mao Li pulled open his sleeves and said, "Look, look, don't get me wrong! This is the color of soy sauce, not blood!"

I'm telling the truth...but it sounds like an excuse...

Mao Li's face turned red: "Everything I said is true! You must believe me!!!"

Baijiu shook his head: "It's because he feels guilty..."

Sister Dora covered her head and stamped her feet in anger: "Oh my! Who is it? Hurry up and confess to me! "

She raised her handbag high and observed their expressions fiercely: "Which one of you stole my bag on the train?"

"Stand up right now!" Sister Dora pointed at everyone indignantly, pulled out a chair, and put her foot on it with a majestic posture.

The compact guy played with his fingers, his eyes full of fatigue: "If that's the case... I didn't even take the train..."

"I came here on foot."

Brother Xishu raised his hand and said sincerely: "I, I came here by bus..."

He dropped his eyes: "I don't really like trams full of people..."

The black-haired girl held her face with her hands and said indifferently: "I just took a taxi. It's very cheap to get here from our company..."

Sister Dora let out a long breath, clenched her fists, and calmed herself down: "There's nothing we can do."

"It was also my fault that I got a little carried away when I found out I had won the prize on the train."

She closed her eyes and said, "Originally, I was thinking that if the thief confessed honestly, I would let him go."

Suddenly, her eyes widened, emitting a bone-chilling chill, and her eerie and terrifying look frightened everyone.

His tone was cold: "Now it seems that I have no choice but to call the police and wait for them to intervene."

"You should clear your suspicion."

"Intervene...cleanse?" These two words she casually said instantly unblocked the pulse of the liquor.

"Anyway, we just need to wait until the police check your belongings and we'll be able to find out the truth of the incident."

Sister Dora showed a confident smile, stretched out her chubby pig-trotter-like fingers, and pointed to the number two: "After all, there are only two situations."

"The thief is now either carrying the $100 million prize or the winning horse racing lottery ticket."

Sister Dora's words were like the devil's whispers, echoing in Maori's ears and attacking his heart.

Mao Li swallowed his saliva. He didn't dare to imagine it any further. If he really went to prison, the days there would definitely be described as worse than death.

Even God cannot protect him. After all, he personally sent 90% of the murderers to prison.

"No." Rum broke the tense atmosphere.

He leaned against the wall, his arms clasped tightly across his chest, his muscles on full display. “I don’t think there’s any need to call the police, do I?”

"After all, the thief is now like a fish on a chopping board. I am the only one who can point out his name and make him confess his crime."

"You...what did you mean just now? Do you mean...you already know who the thief is?" Sister Dora looked at him puzzled.

"Yes." Rum said resolutely, "I stole your handbag on the tram an hour ago."

"The person who pretended to be calm and came to our restaurant to eat sushi and hid her handbag in the toilet."

"Among you guys."

Baijiu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help complaining: "Isn't this nonsense... I thought he really figured out something..."

Sister Dora asked, "So now you've figured that out, too, right?"

"What's that?" Rum shrugged.

"It was when my handbag was stolen." She held up her bloody thumb and said, "I tightly grasped the right cuff of the thief's sleeve."

"I have a bloody Band-Aid on my hand, but why is there no blood on their cuffs?"

"Please explain what is going on?" Sister Dora spread her hands.

"So that's what it is." Rum sneered, "I already know that the thief wanted to remove the bloodstains."

Baijiu heard this and tilted his head.

I didn't expect that this guy Rum...is not stupid.

I thought he hadn't guessed it.

"I just came to the sushi restaurant specially, but I think Mr. Kogoro should have discovered this a long time ago, right?"

"I think it's better to leave the decryption to professionals?" Rum's words had hidden meaning, and behind his smile was a strong malice.

"Come on!" Rum became excited. "Just show them your wonderful reasoning as usual!"

Mao Li's face was covered with cold sweat, and his voice was trembling: "Actually... I still don't understand why..."

"What is going on here..."

Rum showed a disappointed expression and said with disdain, "What? The sleeping Kogoro is just like this."

"What did you say?" After hearing himself being belittled, Maori perked up, and the panic and uneasiness he had just felt disappeared in an instant.

"In fact, as a chef, I can learn a lot about cooking." Rum moved his neck.

"Little girl."

"What's wrong?" Xiaolan responded.

Rum asked: "Do you know why ginger is added to fried pork with ginger?"

"Well..." Xiaolan fell into deep thought.

Rum showed a weird smile, as if the meal was poisoned: "It's not because the word ginger is in the name of this dish that I added it."

Xiaolan guessed: "Then...Is it because adding ginger will make it taste better?"

"But it's not just that, it's because——"

"Ginger can break down proteins, so it can make the meat softer and taste better."

Lu Xin interrupted Rum and said coldly, "Because I also cook, I know a thing or two about this."

She spread her hands: "In a sense, I may know more than you."

Rum wanted to fight back, but he was powerless. After all, Vermouth had the support of the boss, so he had to swallow his anger and hesitated to speak.

He smiled and rubbed his rough hands: "I see, it seems like you cook a lot for your boyfriend."

"You kid, meeting such a good partner is your blessing for eight lifetimes. At least you don't have to worry about starving to death, no matter where you are."

Rum hinted.

Lu Xin got the clue and continued the topic: "Also, it's in our blood."

"There is also protein. Blood on clothes is very difficult to clean because the protein is attached to the fibers of the clothes."