Since Chris Wynyard proposed that women should be given priority, the second person brought in for questioning was the female writer.
After Officer Megure brought people into the office inside, Chris Wynyard stood up and walked towards Officer Takagi.
"Officer, can I go to the bathroom?"
"ah?"
Takagi didn't understand English very well, but fortunately the policeman next to him who knew English explained it, and Takagi finally understood.
"Yes, yes."
Facing this world-famous female star, Takagi Wataru's heart beat faster, his face turned red, and he stuttered a bit when he spoke.
This made Officer Sato on the side feel a little uncomfortable for some reason, and he quickly stepped between Takagi and Chris Wynyard.
"I'll take her to the bathroom. Takagi, please stay here."
Officer Sato's tone was commanding, which made Takagi, who was used to receiving orders, immediately respond with a serious "yes".
After Officer Sato took Chris Wynyard away, Kenzo Masayama suddenly started talking again.
"Police guy, can I call my family?"
"The news should have reported that a murder occurred here. If I didn't call to report that it was safe, they would be worried."
Gao Mulu was stunned for a moment, but did not agree.
"I'm very sorry. Phone calls are not allowed during the interrogation. Please be patient."
In fact, the police do not have such a rigid rule, but just now Officer Megure ordered that these eight people must be watched for any actions, including making phone calls.
Officer Megure, on the other hand, followed Kudo's instructions and issued such an order.
"oh"
Kenzo Masayama, who narrowed his eyes, responded meaningfully and sat back down in his seat.
And what Kenzo Mashan just said also aroused Qin Zhibo's suspicion.
Kenzo Masuyama was the last one of the eight people to be brought here by the police. Logically speaking, he had enough time to call his family.
Could it be that he was busy with other things during the time when freedom was disbanded?
Coupled with the wink Sharon Wynyard gave Kenzo Masama just now, is it possible?
In the wine cellar, Conan is still brainwashing Haihara Ai.
"I have used my identity as Kudo Shinichi to ask Officer Megure to detain those who got the purple handkerchief. Pisco is not with you now, and there is no time to tie you up, which means that Pisco is one of those people.
"
"I guess he put you in a wine cellar in the hotel and wanted to wait for the limelight to pass before taking you out, but you were suddenly stopped by the police outside."
"I specifically asked Officer Mingmu not to let these people make calls to the outside world, so Pisco must not have had time to tell others about your shrinkage yet."
"So as long as we find evidence of Pisco's murder before he contacts his companions, make him confess, and hand it over to the police, your personal safety can be temporarily guaranteed."
Conan's analysis was as fierce as a tiger, which rekindled the hope of life in Haiyuan Ai's heart. He told Conan what was currently in the wine cellar, so that Conan could remotely control himself to escape from the escape room.
An organization's laptop, the game MO plugged into the computer, a tight door, a chimney on the roof of the passage, and a room full of wine
Conan's mind raced and he immediately thought of an idea.
"Haiyuan, you are indeed lucky."
"Lucky?" Hui Yuan Ai was a little confused.
"Didn't you say you had a cold this morning? Have you forgotten what a cold plus white wine equals?"
After being prompted by Conan, Haibara Ai immediately thought of the previous research, cold + white wine = getting bigger.
only.
"This may be related to personal physique. Not everyone can change back."
Despite what he said, Haiyuan Ai still searched in the wine cellar obediently and soon found a box of Baigan wine.
"How much should you drink?" Hui Yuan Ai asked.
"Drink as much as you can"
In fact, when Conan took just one sip of the white wine brought by his bad friend Hattori Heiji, his wine grew bigger.
But it took half a day for it to grow bigger that time, and it almost caused her to be exposed in front of Mao Lilan.
This time, in order to speed up the reaction time, Conan believed it was necessary to increase the dose.
Just like that, Haiyuan Ai started to "ton, ton, ton, ton" while holding the wine bottle.
It wasn't until her throat hurt as if on fire and her belly felt uncomfortably bloated that Huihara Ai threw away the bottle of wine in her hand.
Glancing at the almost empty wine bottle with a drunken look, she laughed to herself.
I never thought I was so afraid of death.
After enduring the dual torment of alcohol and cold, Haibara Ai sat back on the chair and asked Conan to help her deduce the password for the organization's computer.
Drug A was not named by Haihara Ai, but when we got this experimental project, drug A was called APTX-4869.
The organization's researchers usually refer to this experimental drug as 4869, which sounds very much like Sherlock Holmes.
However, after Haihara Ai tried to enter Holmes' English into the computer, the computer prompted that the password was incorrect.
As a fan of Holmes, Conan immediately thought that Conan Doyle had chosen another temporary name before deciding to use the name of the protagonist Sherlock Holmes, so he quickly told Haibara Ai to try this name.
Haiyuan Ai used trembling fingers to input a string of English words with difficulty, and the computer turned on.
As expected, it contains all the key information of the organization, and the first page is the Sherry information card that Pisco inquired to confirm his identity.
"I will copy these information into MO and put it in the corner of this wine cellar. Remember to come and pick it up."
Conan felt that Haibara Ai was saying her last words again, and just as he was about to change the subject, a black Porsche 356A suddenly parked on the street in front of him.
The car door opened, and Gin and Vodka got out of the car.
"Shinichi! It's them!"
Dr. Ali quickly reminded him, but Conan had already noticed it and immediately shouted to Haibara on the phone: "The situation is not good! They are coming!"
"Don't worry about the organization's information for now! Hurry and hide in the fireplace!"
At the same time, Hui Yuan Ai's heart began to tremble violently in the wine cellar, and her originally delicate face instantly turned ferocious due to pain.
The bones and skin all over his body seemed to be being burned by flames, and a large amount of strange white steam emerged from the collar and cuffs of his clothes.
"ah!"
A heart-rending cry burst out from the bottom of Hui Yuan Ai's throat, and then his whole body fell into an invisible white holy light.
In the hotel office, other people were also questioned by Officer Megure one after another.
After finishing the interrogation of the music producer, Kenzo Masayama suddenly asked to go to the toilet.
Faced with such a basic request from a 71-year-old man, the police could only comply with it and led Officer Takagi out.
When the door to the hotel office opened, countless flashlights flashed inside.
Those sharp-nosed reporters again heard that some people were called back by the police for investigation, so they quickly searched around and finally found this office.
Qin Zhibo watched the back of Kenzo Mayama as he left, but accidentally discovered that the flash point of one of the cameras was not the flash of the camera, but the camera itself.
When I looked closer, it turned out that it was not the light of a flashlight.