After hearing Haibara's reminder, Conan turned around and saw that Shigehiko Tonkou, who had just been standing there just watching Naomichi's performance, had gone somewhere.

Conan, who was not willing to just throw away the clues he had obtained, frantically searched for him in the venue, but Shigehiko seemed to have disappeared and could not be found.

Just when Conan was frustrated and wanted to punch himself, he suddenly heard a strange clicking sound amidst people's laughter.

"Huh? Flash? Is someone taking a picture? But even with the flash, I can't capture the image on the slide! I don't know which fool is doing this in vain."

After standing on the spot and distinguishing the strange clicking sound, Conan continued to search in the hall of the venue.

"Where is it? Where is the damn thing? Does this swallowing Zhongyan have any deal? That's why he took advantage of the dark environment to leave the place, but who can he deal with? Obviously, he can only contact him on behalf of the black organization

Pisk, it’s a pity that what Shigeyan didn’t know was that the content of this transaction was his life!”

Just when Conan was secretly anxious, there was suddenly another strange noise in the venue. Because his eyesight was affected in the dark environment, his hearing, which was usually in a auxiliary position, was strengthened in this situation. Conan was already a little worried.

I immediately followed the sound.

"What's the sound again this time? It's a bit muffled! It's obviously not the kind of camera sound just now, and there's also a sound coming from the top of the center of the venue! Huh? Wait! The top of the center of the venue? Not good! You have to turn on the lights quickly!"

Just when Conan was trying to understand the murderous intent brought about by the strange noise on the top of the center of the venue, there was a sudden loud bang, which startled everyone in the venue.

Sensing that something was not going well, Maikang Naomichi immediately asked someone to turn on the lights. However, when people squinted their eyes and readjusted to the light of the venue, and cast their eyes towards the center of the venue where the loud noise had just been made, they were all so graceful and covered their mouths just now.

The gentlemen and ladies who chuckled all screamed at the top of their lungs.

Right in the center of the venue, Tonkou Shigehiko, who had been chatting and laughing with people just now, was opening his eyes angrily, lying on the ground covered in blood and flesh, and on his body was the gorgeous central chandelier, and the sword that was originally used as a decoration.

The fork-shaped light holder mercilessly penetrated his entire body, killing him directly on the spot.

"He's dead! Let's go!"

"Run!"

Compared to the panic-stricken crowd, Conan, who was also unwilling to swallow his words, turned his gaze to the table at the venue. The moment the lights were turned on, he saw something floating past.

While everyone was focusing on the dead Shigehiko Tonkou, Conan, who felt that it was an important piece of information, immediately slipped over and picked up the thing that had just floated here.

"This is? A purple handkerchief? Hmm? There are some embroidered words on it? Is this a souvenir from the memorial service of Director Shigemaki? Interesting! Then who does it belong to in this venue? And what is the reason for it to float from a high place?

Come down."

Just when Conan saw what was in his hand and thought to himself, the completely panicked crowd broke out.

"What's going on? Water...crystal lamp, how could it happen?"

"What happened?"

"Uncle, your eyesight is dim! You're dead!"

"What happened?"

"I don't know either!"

"Hey! Who can explain what's going on?"

"Who cares about his situation now! It's best to leave now, otherwise the reporters who smell the fishy smell will block the place! I don't want to make a fuss here!"

"Yes, yes! It's really unlucky! It's better to get out of here first!"

"I'm sorry! No one may be able to leave for the time being! Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Investigation Section 1 Police Division No. 13! Can you please stand where you are and cooperate?"

Just when some celebrities were about to take advantage of the chaos and leave, some people who were closer to the venue's gate and slipped away first came back with unlucky faces, and then a familiar voice of Conan came from the venue's gate.
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However, he did not realize that the girl who had been following him disappeared without knowing it.

……

"Yes, that woman will definitely go." Among the falling snowflakes, Gin's cold voice came from the wind, with a hint of a sneer, "She must go back to investigate the matter of the medicine, give her to me... and die

Bite it to death!"

"What? Don't you know what she looks like?" The blond man leaned against the car door and said impatiently, "Won't you check it in the organization's database? Don't worry...even if she's gone from the head down.

..." The man smiled coldly, "I recognize her too!"

"Oh...has that thing been done? Very good...be careful, that guy was at least a government official before, the police will definitely get involved...hum, whatever you want..." Listening to the phone in his hand, Gin

He snorted coldly, and then changed the topic, "Pisk, what do you do? The organization will not interfere with you, but if you dare to leak even the slightest bit... you know what will happen!" A strong sense of coldness suddenly emerged in his words.

And out.

"As for that guy..." Gin's face darkened as if he thought of something, "Don't worry about him! Catch Shirley!" After saying that, Gin snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
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The vodka on the side was silently wiping the car window.

In a closed wine cellar in the Cupido Hotel, a gray-haired old man pressed the button on the phone in his hand and snorted coldly.

"This guy!" The old man gritted his teeth and slammed the phone on the table.

"How dare you threaten me," the old man sneered, "He has only been with Mr. Xiang for a few years, and he actually dares to threaten me! But..." He lowered his head and looked at the brown-haired girl lying quietly on the chair, and smiled coldly.

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"Shirley..."

On the streets with endless traffic.

"Brother, will that woman really come?" The man in black wearing sunglasses drove a car and it was vodka. "She shouldn't show up easily, right?"

"Yes." Gin elegantly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it and put it in his mouth, then puffed lightly on the smoke, "He is that kind of woman, she will definitely come... to stop him."

Speaking of this, a hint of meaning flashed in his fierce vulture-like eyes.

"But, what if she hides and doesn't show up?" Vodka asked doubtfully while driving the car.

"It doesn't matter." Gin smiled coldly, "Even if we don't show up, we have nothing to lose, right?"
Chapter completed!