Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Forest.

Hikaru Midorikawa walked across the rustling ground and got back into the car. In the passenger seat, Jundu was watching a video boredly. The light from the computer screen shone on his face, making him look a little weird.

The video content displayed on the computer screen is exactly the internal surveillance footage of Nagano Hospital.

"We failed." Midorikawa Hikaru said succinctly, without a trace of emotion in his voice. "The police must have been alerted. Do we still want to continue? I'm afraid the mad dogs of the public security will chase us."

Cointreau closed his laptop and said, "No need. They can't find it out. Even if they do, it doesn't matter. They won't make it public. That's enough."

The moonlight struggled to penetrate the layers of dark clouds and fell on half of Cointreau's face, making his already stern face even more eerie. At this moment, his unique eyes flashed with a frightening light, like a ferocious beast hidden in the dense forest, quietly waiting for the best opportunity for its prey to appear.

"Go back." Jundu said calmly, "I didn't expect that the policeman would choose to sacrifice ordinary people."

"It's really... a pleasant surprise..."

A faint sigh rose up like a wisp of smoke in the endless darkness, and then slowly dissipated, seeming to carry an unspeakable sadness and melancholy, as if it came from the netherworld beneath the nine netherworlds.

It echoed in the silent night without eliciting any response, only the thick, inky darkness silently swallowing everything.

……

"The final pharmacology report is out!" The forensic doctor walked into the office with heavy steps, holding a newly released document tightly in his hand. In order to figure out the exact composition of the poison, they took great pains and even sought help from an authoritative research institute in Tokyo.

The forensic doctor put the document on the table, took a deep breath and said, "As for this complicated chemical formula, I'm not going to tell you. You may not understand it even if I tell you. What's really important is that we found that this drug is actually a catalyst for a certain health product on the market."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gasp. Uehara Yui frowned and asked, "What kind of health product is it?"

"It's the one produced and sold by the Murakami Group." The forensic doctor nodded affirmatively and replied, "And they are the only company in the entire Nagano area that has this product."

However, the problem is that Jiro Murakami has passed away, and the Murakami Group has been swallowed up and divided by other companies in fierce business competition. Now, the employees and executives of the Murakami Group are scattered all over the world. How easy is it to find clues from these people? Thinking of this, Yui Uehara couldn't help but look worried.

"Not necessarily." Yamato Gansuke, who had been fiddling with his mobile phone, suddenly said, "Shuiyue Yanxiao's ex-boyfriend has been found!" His voice was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a lake, attracting the attention of everyone present.

……

Qingchuan Feng, 22 years old, is a student of applied chemistry at Toudou University.

The man wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a handsome young man, very gentle.

She spoke softly, and was not as excited as one might imagine when Shuiyue Yanxiao was mentioned.

He raised his eyes slightly and clasped his hands together: "Yes, Officer, I was dating her. In fact, we just broke up a month ago."

"Can you tell me the reason for the breakup?"

"Of course." His tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. "I found out that Shuiyue was dating someone else, so we broke up."

"You're very calm." Uehara Yui looked at him with slight surprise.

"What else? A hysterical quarrel? That would be too rude." Qingchuan Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Besides, why should you lose your face for someone who is not worthy?"

"As far as I know, Shuiyue Yanxiao had an abortion a year ago. Can you tell me the reason?"

"Well... she and I were still young at the time and not yet able to welcome a new life. Aborting the child would be better for both of us." Qing Chuanfeng was very calm.

"It has nothing to do with the so-called dating partner?"

"No."

"Do you know who she is dating?" Yui Uehara continued to ask.

"I know." Qingchuan Feng nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible flash of contempt in his eyes: "The president of the Murakami Group, Murakami Jiro."

"Did you discover this a month ago?"

"Hmm - to be honest, it's not." Qingchuan Feng fell into deep thought for a moment, then slowly spoke, "In fact, a year ago I found that Shuiyue's daily behavior was a little strange. She often went out early and came back late, and sometimes she didn't even come home at night. And she suddenly became well-off. She bought a lot of expensive jewelry and clothes, but she never told me the source of the money. At that time, I had some doubts in my heart, but since there was no solid evidence, I couldn't question her directly, so I just secretly observed her every move."

"Until a month ago." Qing Chuanfeng took a sip of water, "I went out to do some business, and I saw her walking into a high-end hotel with a man's arm..." When he said this, Qing Chuanfeng's voice became a little lower.

"To be honest, that doesn't mean anything. Shuiyue and I have been dating for three or four years, and the trust that should be there is still there. So I plan to ask Shuiyue in person if it's true." Qingchuan Feng sighed.

"She admitted it?" Lin Xiaochen asked.

"Yes, she admitted it, and her face was very panicked." Qingchuan Feng frowned and fell into reminiscence, "But that kind of panic didn't seem like she was afraid of being discovered by me, it was more like..."

"——She felt someone was trying to harm her." Qingchuan Feng thought for a moment and said, "After that, she asked for a breakup, and I agreed."

"Wait, so it was Shuiyue Yanxiao who took the initiative?"

"Yes." Qingchuan Feng gave an affirmative answer.

"Have you ever met since you broke up?"

Qingchuan Feng adjusted his glasses again: "I guess so. About a week ago, I saw Shuiyue carrying a box of cakes. The amount looked like enough for four to five people. She was dressed up very nicely, with makeup on, and she should have had her hair done."

"cake?"

"Yes, it's bright yellow, it should be mango or yellow peach - that cake shop always advertises that it uses real ingredients, even the pigment is extracted from plants."

"What's the name of the cake shop?"

"It's called, 'Time and Story.'"