Conan: Another Famous Detective

Conan's expression moved slightly when he heard Belmod's voice, then turned his head and showed an innocent smile: "Sister Chris is back!"

"Yeah, things went very well, and I came back just in time before the memorial service started." Belmode smiled.

"Well! Then let's wait for the memorial service to begin!" Conan laughed.

He snorted coldly in his heart: "Have you already discussed the plan... No matter what tricks you want to do in the future, as long as I find something abnormal about you, I will use an anesthetic needle to knock you down!"

When he returned to the box on the second floor, he had already replenished the anesthetic needles and even brought two spare ones, just to deal with emergencies.

At this time, a deep and loud male voice spread throughout the entire venue through the microphone.

"Gentlemen and ladies! Welcome to the scene!"

Conan turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a middle-aged man in formal clothes on the high platform of the venue holding a microphone and looking at the guests with a smile.

After seeing that most of the guests were paying attention here, the middle-aged man who seemed to be the host continued: "At this memorial service, we are commemorating the world-famous director of Nine Volumes. He was..."

Next, the host introduced the life, achievements and other contents of the memorial service. After the introduction, ten minutes passed.

Conan was not very interested in the nine-volume director's life experience. His attention was more focused on Belmode. The host's introduction basically went in one ear and out the other.

But at a certain moment, the host said something that Conan couldn't ignore.

"Now, let's take a look at the slides that were kept privately by Director Jiujuan and were not released to the public during his lifetime!"

Following the host's words, the curtain behind him slowly opened, revealing the projection screen behind him.

Conan's face changed slightly, and he secretly cried out: "Looking at the slides, that means..."

Snap!

The lights in the venue instantly went out at the same time.

The next moment, the light belonging to the projector turned on, and the light of the projection screen became one of the few bright colors in the entire venue.

This kind of environment is very suitable for viewing slides, and also very suitable for... doing some shameful things.

Conan looked solemn and scanned the surroundings with the faint light of the projection screen.

When his eyes glanced at Officer Memu and the other police officers, his expression changed instantly!

"Congressman Tunkou...is missing!"

Officer Megure seemed to have discovered this situation, and gestured to the police officers to start searching around.

Conan took a deep breath and was about to join the searching team.

However, a palm quietly pressed on his shoulder.

Conan's body stiffened slightly.

He slowly turned his head and saw that Belmod had squatted down at some point. In the dim light and shadow, he could faintly see a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Conan, it's dark everywhere now. Don't run around. Come on, hold my hand."

Then, Belmode couldn't help but grabbed Conan's right hand tightly.

Conan subconsciously wanted to break away, but when he exerted a little force, the other party also tightened his grip on his right hand.

Conan's heart skipped a beat.

"She...why did she choose this time...did she already discover something?"

Conan raised his head slightly and looked at Belmode who had stood up, trying to read something from her face.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Belmode was raising her head slightly, as if she was admiring the slides. From Conan's perspective, her expression could not be seen at all.

Conan narrowed his eyes slightly and quietly moved his free hand to his waist.

There is a listening device secretly installed by Yu Gongming.

After his fingers touched the bug, he began to tap rhythmically on the bug.

The venue was still filled with the host's passionate explanation, and guests would chime in from time to time. Everything seemed to be normal.

Conan turned his eyes, trying to find something in the crowd.

Until a certain moment.

boom!

A loud noise shook the venue, covering up the host's voice and clearly reaching the ears of everyone present!

The entire venue suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, an even louder noise came, including the roar of Officer Memu:

"Quick! Turn on the lights!!"

Soon, the lights in the venue came back on.

Conan immediately looked towards the direction where the loud noise came from.

"That's that!?" Conan's face changed drastically. He could no longer care about anything else. He used his right hand to break away from Belmod and ran in that direction!

After Belmode saw Conan break away from him, he didn't seem to care about it. He just stared at Conan's running back, with an unexplainable light shining in his eyes.

Conan stopped and looked at the scene in front of him with an ugly expression.

Ahead, a huge art chandelier hit the ground, with broken light bulbs and decorations scattered in a mess.

What is even more eye-catching is that there is a person under this art lamp!

It’s none other than Senator Tunkou!

"Quick! Move the art lamp away!" Police Officer Memu also looked gloomy and immediately ordered the police officers to move the art lamp away from the place.

Officer Memu led a group of police officers forward to check.

Countless people watched this scene, and whispers could be heard.

After a moment, he stood up, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice, "He is dead."

Wow!

The whispers suddenly turned into loud discussions!

"What...what's going on!?"

"Dead...someone is dead!"

"Is it an accident?"

Conan turned a deaf ear to these comments. After taking a deep look at Councilor Swallow's body, he silently returned to Belmode.

Belmode knelt down with a concerned look on his face: "Conan, are you okay? This is not what a child like you should see. Are you scared?"

Conan pursed his lips for a while, then shook his head slightly.

After a moment of silence, Conan said softly: "Sister Chris, now that something like this has happened, the memorial service probably won't be able to continue, so I'd better go back to find Brother Hanomiya."

Belmod smiled and nodded: "Yes! This is indeed not a place for children to stay any longer. Although a murder seems to have occurred, the police should not mind you, a child, leaving."

"Well! Goodbye, Sister Chris!" Conan smiled at Belmode and walked quickly to the entrance of the venue.

At this moment, the door was blocked by the police, but Conan was a child and found an excuse to go to the toilet and successfully left the venue.

He gritted his teeth and felt unwilling to do so.

Normally, he would definitely stay and get to the bottom of the matter!

However, this time things are different.

Belmod seemed to have noticed him, and even holding his hand just now seemed like a silent warning to Conan.

If he really stayed at the venue to investigate, he might not be able to leave as easily as now.

"We must meet up with Hanomiya and the others immediately..."

Conan murmured in his heart, and his steps became more rapid.