"What's wrong with him?" Ayumi asked in confusion as she looked at the VIP elevator speeding toward the first floor.

"I don't know." Mitsuhiko shook his head.

"By the way," Yuan Jiaming came to them. "I want to conduct a small-scale trial activity for my latest game. I wonder if you are interested in finding time to come to my place and give it a try?"

"New game?" Genta and the others asked excitedly as they immediately forgot about Conan's weird actions.

"Yes~" Yuan Jiaming handed a business card to Yuantai. "This has my address on it. You can go find me there next Saturday~"

"..." Qianyu glanced at the business card - the address on it was Shuangbao Town, which is not far from Rice Flowers.

"We will definitely go there then!" Yuantai said happily.

"By the way, Miss Tokiwa," Oki Iwamatsu walked up to Mio Tokiwa. "Can I stay in the presidential suite in Building B? I remember that there are luxury hotels on the upper floors of Building B, right?"

"Yes," Tokiwa Mio showed obvious hesitation. "But it won't open until next week..."

"Does that mean it's not possible?" Omu Yansong's face showed a little displeasure.

"..." Mio Tokiwa immediately bowed slightly and respectfully. "I understand. I will arrange a presidential suite on the 67th floor for you."

When Tokiwa Mio bowed, Oki Iwamatsu's restless eyes scanned Tokiwa Mio's chest. "If possible, I would like to have dinner with you today~"

From Qianyu's perspective, she could see that although Mio Tokiwa's expression was still impeccable, her teeth had quietly bit a piece of flesh on her lower lip, and she was obviously very excited.

"Well..." Oki Iwasatsu's eyes stopped on Tokiwa Mio's left chest - to be precise, it stopped on her brooch. "It's a very beautiful brooch! Did your sweetheart give it to you?

?”

"No," Tokiwa Mio quickly denied. "This is my own brooch."

"Mio!" Kisaragi Hosui suddenly punched the ground with his stick. "I'm going back!"

"I'll take you back!" Mio Tokiwa said quickly.

"No!" Ruyue Fengshui flatly refused, and then walked to the ordinary elevator alone.

"Mr. Kisaragi seems to be very unhappy..." Mouri Kogoro said curiously as he looked at Mio Tokiwa who was chasing after him in a hurry.

"Miss Tokiwa once did some very unethical things..." Hidehiko Kazama said helplessly. "She used their master-student relationship to buy Mr. Kisaragi's paintings at low prices many times, and then passed them through

Selling it at a high price through publicity and hype - Teacher Kisaragi's proud work was turned into a tool for making money."

"Um..." The corner of Mouri Kogoro's mouth twitched - his school girl is really different from the perfect goddess in his mind... "Then... since Mio has left, let's go back too

?”

"Ms. Mio has specially prepared coupons for you to the restaurant next door. Please be sure to stay." Sawaguchi on the side quickly dissuaded her.

"Um..." Mouri Kogoro nodded after hesitating for a moment. "Excuse me, my daughter and..."

"All three of you can go and have a meal." Sawaguchi replied.

"Then we won't disturb you for now. After all, we didn't receive an invitation," Dr. Ali thought for a while and then said to Qianyu and others. "Children, let's go back."

"Ah?" Yuanta touched his belly. "Can't we go eat?"

"Conan is not here!" Ayumi said. "Are you going to eat behind his back?"

"I agree... let's go find Conan," Qianyu frowned. "Then go back."

"Let's go back first." Huiyuan Ai also agreed.

...

Three hours later, at Tachibana's house, beside Qianyu Tachibana's workbench.

Sitting in the rotating armchair, Qianyu put on a pair of disposable plastic gloves and looked quietly at the wooden box on the workbench.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qianyu carefully opened the wooden box.

A necklace lay quietly on the black soft sponge at the bottom of the box.

On the pendant plate of the necklace, two incomplete fingerprints are vaguely visible.

Qianyu carefully grasped the chain and placed the pendant card under the scanner.

The computer immediately displayed the traces on the pendant tag—and also faithfully copied the two incomplete fingerprints on it.

As the computer made beeps, two fingerprints were extracted separately. A progress bar appeared below the two fingerprints, and the reading started.

After a while, the reading result came out, and two complete fingerprint images appeared on the screen - the two fingerprints on the necklace were obviously incomplete versions of these two fingerprint images.

Under the two complete fingerprint photos, the same name is written

After Qianyu's gaze lingered there for a short time, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

hiba1aI (haibara-ai, homophone) - This word refers to Haibara Ai.

This is very subtle, especially considering a premise.

That necklace was a parting gift given to him by Shishou Kogono, who graduated with him when he graduated early from junior high school. Although it was just a necklace with a pendant on it, it was also the first gift that Qianyu received that did not come from his master.

, so Qianyu has been keeping it until now... Well, it's just for this reason, not any other reason.

so...

1. Shio Kofuruno is a member of the organization.

2. Shisheng Kofuruno is Ai Haihara.

3. Haihara Ai is a member of the organization.

Qianyu grabbed the traceless umbrella next to him, kicked off his feet and turned the rotating armchair towards the door - he wanted to find Haihara Ai and ask her to give an explanation.

Then he saw that the door had been opened, and Hui Yuan Ai was standing at the door, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him calmly.

"Hello," Haihara Ai said. "Otomo Chiba...or, Inete."

This guy...why is he here...damn...if I had known better, I wouldn't have changed the door at home to a type that makes no sound when opened and closed...

Hui Yuan Ai's cold tone made Qian Yu frown, and stood up from the armchair with a traceless umbrella.

"Don't move." Haiyuan Ai said coldly, and a protrusion protruded from her pocket with the threatening sound. "This is a modified version of the PSM pistol, using 5.45*18 mm lead-antimony alloy bullets.

As a gunsmith, you should know what this means, right?"

psm is a Soviet-style pistol that was put into production in 1973. Its characteristic is psm - these three letters respectively represent pistols in Russian; semi-automatic; small. The original version of this pistol is only 15.5 centimeters long. If this guy is based on

If modified according to your own needs, it is entirely possible to hide it in your pocket. As for lead-antimony alloy bullets...the core of this kind of bullet will break after being injected into the human body, causing a large area of ​​permanent cavity, and the power is much greater than normal.

5.45*18 mm bullets. (The normal 5.45*18 mm bullets used by the psm pistol were shot into the vital parts of the chest, and the person who was shot still fought for more than half an hour, and eventually died of organ bleeding.)

Now we're in big trouble...

"..." Qianyu frowned, and finally sat back on the revolving armchair, with the hand holding the traceless umbrella resting on the armrest of the revolving armchair. "How did you become like this?"
Chapter completed!