Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"I have heard of him, but as for where he is, with my current ability, I am afraid I cannot know where he is."

Wakasa nodded and lowered his brows, saying gloomily: "It doesn't matter, sooner or later I will send this guy to hell."

She flexed her wrists and said, "You should be more restrained in this case later. I want to see Conan's ability."

"To confirm the guess in my mind."

"Maybe... when you find out the truth, it may overturn your understanding of the world." Baijiu tilted his head slightly and hinted something in his words.

"It's okay. As early as seventeen years ago, this world has subtly subverted me." Wakasa looked to the side, dazed.

Next to him, Xiao Yang was still expressing his passion.

Spit was flying everywhere, and he spread his hands: "Xiao Li was supposed to come to my house for dinner around six o'clock this evening."

"But..." He clenched his fists: "I don't know why that strange woman came here..."

"As a result...Xiao Li ran into that woman head-on." His nostrils flared: "So she was killed!!"

"Imaginary girlfriend." Baijiu said calmly: "It's been mentioned on TV and in magazines that some people paint their hands with foundation and nail polish."

"Then take selfies and pretend you have a girlfriend."

“I guess that photo was taken in the same way.”

"What are you talking about?!" Xiao Yang retorted, becoming furious: "Look carefully!"

He pointed to the photo and said: "My right hand was resting behind my head at that time. How could I have written on my cheek?"

Mitsuhiko offered his own opinion: "It must be you! First let that sister write on your cheek, and then killed her."

"Stop talking nonsense, kid!" Xiao Yang suppressed his inner anger, and his fist remained suspended in the air under the influence of reason.

"You have a very bad temper. Your emotions seem to be very unstable. According to scientific research, people usually become irritable and irritable after killing someone."

The liquor continued to attack his psychological defenses, causing him to confess.

After listening to his speech, Xiao Yang's attitude softened instantly, and cold sweat soaked his whole body: "Next to it... there is also a Polaroid photo next to it."

"Look!" Xiao Yang's heart was pounding, holding two photos in his hands: "The photos were taken before the words were written on my cheeks."

He wiped the sweat with his arm. Baijiu noticed from the corner of his eye that his thighs were trembling slightly. He shook his head and sneered.

Xiao Yang swore, "So it must not be Xiao Li's handwriting."

Gao Mu stared at the photo: "Indeed..."

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes, and seeing that the atmosphere had eased somewhat, he asked tentatively, "By the way, can I wipe the words off my cheek?"

"After all, it's always on my face." He shuddered, "It's a bit creepy."

Megure put his hands behind his back and said, "After the forensic examiner takes the photos, you can erase them."

Xiao Yang urged them, with ulterior motives in mind: "Then hurry up and take the photos."

Wakasa's lenses reflected the light, and he leaned close to Baijiu's ear and whispered, "You should have guessed it, it's just a proof question."

After the forensic officer finished filming, Megure stepped forward and asked, "So, do you remember the characteristics of the woman who stunned you with the electric baton?"

"Hmm..." He lowered his head and tried to recall: "I lost consciousness immediately, I only vaguely remember..."

"The woman was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses."

"Anything else?" Takagi asked.

Xiao Yang held his chin up: "Also, her makeup seems to be very heavy."

Ayumi raised her hand: "I remember seeing that man at the door of this house when we came here."

"Really?!" Megure confirmed again and again, motioning Takagi to move forward.

"It's true! I guarantee it with my life!" Yuan Tai raised his hand excitedly: "At that time, the man kept ringing the doorbell."

"I found out that no one was home, so I banged on the door and hit his mouth."

Baijiu leaned against the door: "Come to think of it, that person, she seemed to be wearing the same hairband as the woman in the photo."

"That's right, that's right." Xiao Yang quickly agreed: "It's that woman!"

"But." Baijiu sneered twice: "That woman is quite tall, and her height is very close to yours."

"Is... is that so?" Xiao Yang dodged and avoided: "Maybe you saw it wrong..."

Takagi continued the interrogation: "Do you have any clues about that woman?"

"I just won the championship and released a photo album, and then I got some strange fans..."

Xiao Yang's embarrassed mood gradually calmed down.

Takagi realized belatedly: "Could it be? You are that! The famous golf player?!"

"You just discovered it..." Xiao Yang wiped the sweat with a towel.

"So... the woman who was murdered was the model you were dating in the recent rumors."

"Yes, her name is Xiaoli." Xiao Yang continued Gao Mu's words.

"Is Xiaoli also famous?" Megure looked at Takagi in confusion.

"Yes, her father is a lawyer and has a high reputation in the legal community, so she is quite famous."

"So he's a professional golf player." Baijiu turned his hands behind his back and looked at the various dazzling trophies and honors displayed on the counter.

Suddenly, a Yuantai ran past Baijiu's feet and opened the cabinet below: "Look! There are a lot of folders in here!"

“Don’t touch me!!!!” Xiao Yang’s expression suddenly changed, revealing a ferocious look. He tore his throat and roared at Yuan Tai.

Everyone was startled by him, and the whole room suddenly became quiet and silent.

Xiao Yang quickly realized his behavior and apologized, explaining in a gentle tone: "Those are my records of participating in the competition."

He stroked Yuantai's rice ball hair and said, "I just tidied it up a while ago, so you guys better not mess it up."

"After all, I put a lot of effort into organizing it."

"Sorry...big brother, I won't touch anything again." Yuantai closed the cabinet and stepped forward to apologize sincerely.

In a trance, Baijiu moved silently behind Xiao Yang, put his hand on his shoulder, and scared him.

"Excuse me, Ms. Xiaoli, the murdered woman, what is the matter with me coming to your house?"

He replied nervously: "She...she just wanted to play with me."

"She...she's my girlfriend! So isn't it normal for her to come here?"