Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

—The world's first night festival—

"It's lit, it's lit! It's the last word [one]!" Xiaolan excitedly pulled Conan to look at the word in the distance.

"Conan, do you know that this festival is to light the three characters [天], [下] and [一] in order on three mountains to pray for the best harvest in the world this year?"

"Hey, this is similar to the burned characters in the big characters in Kyoto." After hearing Xiaolan's popular science, a man standing next to him holding an extra-long camera in his hand sighed unconsciously.

"Eh?" She didn't expect that Xiaolan was not only good at karate but also had good hearing. She turned around subconsciously but was stunned the moment she saw the person: "Is it you?"

Conan also looked back and saw that it was Mr. Kurokawa, the man with excellent eyesight whom he met at the amusement park.

"Ah? Sorry, who are you?" Kurokawa Keizawa pretended that he had never seen Xiaolan before and asked curiously.

"Ah, it's about the incident at Dorobiga Amusement Park last time..." Xiaolan scratched her face shyly.

"Oh, it's the friend of the young detective Kudo." Kurokawa Keisawa looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Yes, Mr. Kurokawa is here to watch the festival as well?"

"Yes, I'm a photographer by profession." Kurokawa Keizawa raised the incredibly long camera in his hand and said, "I really like taking pictures of festivals with a strong sense of fireworks."

"Wouldn't it be better to use an ordinary camera to film the festival? Isn't it a waste to use such an expensive camera?" Seeing that Xiaolan and the man in front of him seemed to be chatting happily, Maori Kogoro felt unhappy.

"Dad!" Xiaolan was very angry when she saw that her father was still the same. She clenched her fist as if she was going to hit him, but when she saw Kurokawa Keizawa looking at her, she immediately put her fist away: "Sorry, please don't mind what my father said."

Kurokawa Keizawa smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Mr. Maori is a very good father."

"Hey, do you know my uncle?" Conan, who was still looking at Mouri Kogoro through the half-moon eyes, looked over with some surprise.

"Of course, it's Kogoro Mouri, the famous detective who has become famous recently, right?" Turning his gaze to the little kid, the smile in Kurokawa Keisawa's eyes became even more intense.

He bent down and looked over: "What a cute balloon." Then he raised his hand and rubbed Conan's furry head.

"Ahahaha——" Conan scratched his head and laughed dryly, complaining in his heart that Xiaolan was treating him like a little brat.

"Um, are you..." Xiaolan suddenly remembered the topic about photographers that she had recently talked about with Sonoko, and suddenly felt that the surname Kurokawa sounded familiar.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet." Kurokawa Keizawa stood up and looked at the three people with a smile: "My name is Kurokawa Keizawa."

"Huh? Kurokawa Keisawa? As expected, you are the famous photographer!" Xiaolan became excited instantly when she heard the name.

"Kurokawa Keisawa? Is he very famous?" Kogoro Mouri and Conan turned their heads and looked at the excited Mouri Ran in confusion, completely bewildered.

"Don't you two know? Mr. Kurokawa is a unique figure in the photography world."

"Ah?" Kogoro Mouri and Conan once again let out strange exclamations.

"Really? Forget about Conan, Dad, you don't even know what kind of detective Mr. Kurokawa is going to be."

"Hahaha——" The two laughed dryly in sync again. Conan muttered to himself, "What do you mean, forget it. After all, he is still a famous detective."

"Excuse me, could you please take a picture for me?" At this time, a middle-aged man with a chin big enough to hoe the ground jumped out from the side, holding a yellow camera in his hand and asked Xiaolan.

"Yes, of course."

"Then please use this camera to take the character [一] as the background."

It’s begun, it’s begun. Kurokawa Keizawa looked at the man with a chin that could hoe the ground. He really didn’t know why those prisoners could accurately find the protagonists from this endless sea of ​​people.

Do they have some natural navigation in their brains?

While Xiaolan was taking pictures of the man, Kurokawa Keizawa also took a picture of the shop behind the man with his mobile phone.

"I'm collecting records of local festivals." The man took the camera Xiaolan handed to her and explained, "This is a photo of the information."

"Is this gentleman a writer? You look quite tanned. I thought you might be an athlete."

"I got my tan from interviews." The man touched his tanned face and said, "I often go abroad for work."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something, took out a blue book from his coat pocket and handed it to Xiaolan: "Maybe you can read this book."

"Is it really possible?" Xiaolan took the book in surprise.

"Shinichi Saii" Kogoro Mori leaned over the book curiously and read the author's title written on it.

"I used to write novels under the pen name Imai Kyoshu."

Xiaolan looked up in surprise: "If it's Imai Kyoshu, I know him. I read a lot of his books when I was in junior high school."

Maori Kogoro touched his chin and asked curiously, "But I remember that name was the name used by Imatake Satoshi when he first debuted?"

“I’m old friends with Tomotoki Imatake, and we used to write together.

Today we came here together because he received the Naomoto Award.

To celebrate, we plan to drink all night long. "Sai Xuanyi smiled helplessly: "But it's really hot today."

He adjusted his coat, trying to cool himself down.

"Ah, this place is nice too. Could you please take two or three pictures?"

Xiaolan readily agreed and took the camera.

But when the third photo was taken, a coral head was standing behind Nobukazu Saii.

"You are Mr. Saii Xuanyi, right?" Coral Head took out his police ID and said, "I am a police officer in Saitama Prefecture, my last name is Yokomizo.

I would like to ask you something about Mr. Imatake Satoshi’s case.”

Kurokawa Keisawa was a background board for a long time and I actually felt that he was not bad.

It feels like watching Conan through VR, it's quite immersive.

After following the protagonists all the way to the hotel, Kogoro Mouri and Conan began to check the room.

Kurokawa Keizawa glanced at the messy room and stopped just as he was about to step in.

Well, it’s so messy, I have absolutely no desire to go in.

Kurokawa Keizawa curled his lips, walked to the window at the end of the corridor and lit a cigarette.

Moreover, the body lying on the ground had not been taken away.

Ever since he came out of the lab, he had been feeling strangely hungry.

My appetite is no different from before, but I’m still very hungry.

Seeing the corpse lying on the ground and the pool of blood, Kurokawa Keizawa understood that he seemed to be craving for blood.

Could it be that what Gin said was true and he turned into a vampire?

"What are you thinking about, Kurokawa brother?" Conan saw Kurokawa Keizawa smoking with a frown from a distance, and ran over with a cute childish voice.

"Ah, nothing." Kurokawa Jingze calmly put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can beside him: "I was just thinking that Mr. Maori would be able to solve such a crude murder quickly."

"Eh? Brother Kurokawa, do you already know the truth?"

"Yeah, that's right." Kurokawa Keizawa patted Conan's head.

He didn't mind telling Conan the truth now. On the contrary, he was happy to say that the smell of blood here was a little too strong.

"I just took a look at the photos that the police officer had developed.

The camera that gentleman used was a disposable camera, so the shooting date could not be seen until the photos were developed.

I think he must have been here a year ago and took the photos.

If I'm right, last year's festival was much cooler than today, so he didn't take off his coat even if he felt hot.

There was also a very obvious watch mark on his wrist, but in one of his photos, there was no mark left by the watch.

I also have some shooting scenes here, but the same angles are completely different from the shops in his photos.”

After hearing Kurokawa Keisawa's explanation, Conan immediately understood the whole story.

After expressing his gratitude to Kurokawa Keisawa, he hurried back to the crime scene.

"It looks like we can go back soon now." Kurokawa Keizawa clapped his hands calmly to get rid of the smell of cigarettes on his hands.

Turn your head and continue looking at the scenery to relieve your concentration.

Even if I want to have a drink, it shouldn't be now.

……

Thanks to Kurokawa Keisawa's advance spoilers, the case was solved quickly.

The murderer was handcuffed and taken to a police car.

Kurokawa Keizawa also walked quickly to the entrance of the hotel. Without the tempting smell of blood, he could clearly feel that the hunger in his stomach had disappeared.

"Brother Kurokawa! Wait for me!" Conan waved from behind and ran to Kurokawa Keisawa.

"What's wrong, Conan?" Kurokawa squatted down and looked at Conan at eye level.

"Brother Kurokawa is really amazing, maybe you have the talent to be a detective like Uncle Mori!"

Conan’s idea is simple: the more detectives there are, the closer he will be to the Black Organization.

But Kurokawa Keisawa had no intention of becoming a detective at all.

He touched Conan's head, suppressed the coldness in his tone and said, "I won't be a detective, kid."

After saying that, he ignored Conan who was stunned and walked straight to the car parked nearby and drove away.