Near the Mihua Luxury Hotel, in an alley, a black cat slowly poked its head out from the wide gap in the security window on the side of the building.
After lowering his head to confirm the height, it jumped out of the Internet cafe window and landed on the ground.
For a fake cat, the second floor was still a bit high. The impact of landing made his feet numb. Shiraishi bounced on the ground twice with his fur flying. After he calmed down, he could clearly identify the direction and headed towards a street.
Depart from the hotel.
Just when he got out of the alley, a passing little boy on the other side of the street caught his attention.
The child looked very embarrassed. He was wearing home pajamas and a pair of cotton slippers with uppers on his feet. There was a lot of dust on the sides of the shoes and on his body.
Although he was dressed like a lost child, his expression was very calm and a bit serious, as if he was thinking about life.
Shiraishi stopped for a moment, feeling a sense of simple joy as he lowered his head and picked up a useful prop while walking on the road.
When making plans, the most important reason why he put the option of "finding Conan and Kudo Yusaku to solve the puzzle" to the back of the list was that Shiraishi didn't know where they were - he was worried about wasting time and energy and not being able to find anyone.
Instead, it delayed my own investigation.
Unexpectedly, I met him directly now. Sure enough, diligent people will be favored by God...
Shiraishi turned his head and glanced at the second floor, took a deep breath, climbed back to the window unskillfully, and got into the box again.
A minute later, the box door was pushed open, and a man in a suit and a wide-brimmed top hat on his head left the Internet cafe and strode towards the hotel.
…
Conan not only escaped successfully, but after the two men in black left, he found a cut-out newspaper in the trash can.
Considering that some people are accustomed to using cut-out words to piece together letters to cover up the handwriting and the origin of the printer, Conan suddenly became alert and began to take a closer look at the newspaper.
He thought that through this, he might be able to find the place where the man in black and the unlucky client were trading.
Based on the context, Conan quickly guessed what the several pseudonyms that had been cut out were, and after putting them together in different order, he got the word "Price Flowers Hotel".
Perhaps there is some parent-child feeling in the dark. Although he was deceived by his parents, Conan did not deceive his parents after escaping - he did not call the police, but came to the transaction he speculated alone.
location, hoping to steal the poison.
However, before he could reach the hotel door, Conan's eyes suddenly darkened - someone stood in front of him.
Conan came back to his senses, opened his eyes and saw two black trouser legs, and was shocked.
He is extremely sensitive to this color now. In addition, the road is so wide and there are not many people. The other party obviously blocked him on purpose... Thinking of this, Conan broke into a cold sweat. He raised his wrist and wanted to start.
Anesthetic.
But when he went to press the launch button, he came up empty.
Conan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that because Edogawa Fumiyo arrived in such a hurry, all his equipment was still at Mori's house.
When his mind was blank, a black-gloved hand reached down and grasped his raised arm smoothly like the handle of a shopping bag.
... He must not be caught again, otherwise he will be under stricter supervision, and his arms or legs may even be removed! Scenes of bloody scenes flashed in Conan's mind. He gritted his teeth and abandoned his face, preparing to howl to attract passers-by.
of attention.
However, the person opposite seemed to be able to read his mind. He pinched his mouth with precision, used both hands to lift the person and left.
Conan's face turned pale, he held the man in black's wrist and struggled hard, preparing to kick him.
But just when his soles covered with muddy snow were about to be imprinted on the opponent's clean and straight suit, Conan suddenly caught a glimpse of a mask with a familiar pattern along the lower edge of the top hat.
"..." Conan stayed for two seconds, and then slowly, with a cold sweat, he took his feet back.
…
A little earlier.
Kudo Yukiko had already seen Conan walking along the road. Her little son was very conspicuous among a group of frozen passers-by who were walking in a hurry.
Just when Kudo Yukiko held her face and said happily, "As expected of my son, he noticed the clues we left so quickly," she saw a man in black walking out from under the snow-covered tree on the roadside.
, went straight to Conan, grabbed the person and ran away, all the movements were smooth and smooth.
...When Kudo Yusaku was alerted by his wife's scream and hurried to the window, the robbers who had come out halfway had disappeared. Also missing was their ill-fated son.
"That man was wearing black clothes!" Witness Kudo Yukiko said with tears in her eyes.
The Kudo couple are not ignorant of the black organization. This organization has also done a lot of things internationally, so they also know that the members of the organization prefer black.
The originally cheerful air in the room quickly became heavy and tense.
Dr. Ari rubbed the back of his head worriedly. When Kudo Yukiko mentioned the man in black just now, he seemed to have thought of something, but after a few seconds, he couldn't remember it...
…
"...Wait a minute, don't leave yet! It's almost one o'clock, and a murder may happen in that hotel!"
Seeing that after reaching the hiding place, Shiraishi didn't stop to talk, but walked further and further away, Conan became anxious.
After shouting, he realized that his tone was not very polite. In order to prevent the irritable black cat from falling upside down into the snow on the roadside, he quickly added: "Well... thank you for risking your life to save me.
but……"
"You really gave me a lot of trouble." A voice came from above, and the man in black interrupted him impatiently.
Immediately afterwards, the hands holding him loosened without warning. Conan lost his balance and fell into the snowdrift in the alley, with the word "人" printed on it.
There was a sudden chill on his back, and Conan jumped up and got up shivering. He tiredly brushed off the snowflakes on his body, thinking randomly that he still couldn't escape the fate of being thrown into the snow, but it was okay, at least
Not head down...
Shiraishi recalled the character of the black cat in Conan's eyes. After a second or two, he adjusted himself and said in a cold tone: "However, you don't need my rescue - do you know who kidnapped you?"
"!" Conan's pupils shrank, and he understood the wrong meaning from this rhetorical question, "You also know about the black organization?!"
"Black organization?" The man in black opposite laughed disdainfully and waved his hand in denial:
"Those are just two idlers wearing black clothes. You know them too - Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko."
"???" The questions in Conan's head surged wildly, and he froze in place for a moment. After buffering for several seconds, he said in a dream, "It's impossible..."
Shiraishi looked down at him, wondering if the cold weather had some kind of intelligence buff. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little cold around him.
After thinking about the warm and air-conditioned Internet cafe box close at hand, Shiraishi picked him up and walked around the road towards the Internet cafe.
Of course, considering that he couldn't concentrate on helping Conan solve the puzzle without solving Conan's doubts first, Shiraishi said in that mocking tone:
"Do you think the people from the black organization will throw the prisoner out of sight and stay in another room? - That is the escape opportunity they leave for you, and they are playing boring house with you.
game."
Conan thought about what he said and felt that it made sense. With this precedent in mind, and recalling the whole thing from the beginning, he immediately discovered that there were flaws everywhere.
Taking a peek at Conan's face as he gradually regained his composure and his expression changed rapidly, Shiraishi wanted to laugh.
He hurriedly turned his snicker into a sneer before he could laugh out loud, paving the way for a moment of abuse of child labor: "How are you going to compensate for wasting so much of my time?"