Conan: The King of Villains System

next second.

The banquet hall went dark, and all the lights went out completely.

The host held the microphone and excitedly said to the film being shown, "Does anyone know which film this is?"

Everyone raised their eyes and looked over. There were three colorful flag ribbons hanging in the sky, and the colorful flags fluttered in the wind. Below were three young people, each with a different expression, which aroused the interest of all the guests.

Matsuda also looked at it a few times with interest.

However, more eyes were placed on Xiao Ai, watching her every move at any time.

Haibara Ai reminded, "Conan, that politician seems to be gone."

"what?!"

Conan frowned and looked over to Officer Megure, the politician had long since disappeared, and the officers were looking for him.

The anxiety in my heart became more and more obvious.

Conan's eyes rolled slightly, his brain was spinning at a high speed, as if he had thought of something.

not good!

He lifted his foot and looked around, but it was pitch black and Conan was completely useless.

"Yes, this is the work that covers everything for the director of the wine roll, the shooting scene of the rainbow handkerchief, which is the most precious film of the director of the wine roll before the hair loss."

The host joked.

There was a roar of laughter below.

But the police were vigilant.

Matsuda wrapped his arms casually, his face relaxed.

Although he knew what was going to happen next, it had nothing to do with him.

"Now, let's look at the next photo. This is the restaurant where the lunch was filmed. I think everyone should know that the director of wine rolls is the biggest lie in the world"

The host's powerful voice sounded in the banquet hall.

Conan listened unintentionally, and was constantly vigilant in his heart.

"So the director of the wine roll also started to go back and forth around the world, starting a non-stop life, after his new film was finished."

"Okay, let's look at the photo below"

Suddenly, a strong light flashed in the darkness.

Conan frowned fiercely. "Flash?"

The host also saw it and joked, "No matter how precious this photo is, you can't find it with flash."

The ignorant guests below burst into laughter again.

"Crack-"

"boom--"

Several strange voices rang out in the darkness.

Matsuda could clearly hear the sound of the art lamp in the banquet hall slamming down to the ground.

Perhaps because of the blessing of the criminal system, his hearing is much better than ordinary people, and he actually heard the sound of sharp objects penetrating into the flesh.

But he wouldn't say it.

After a few seconds.

The banquet hall lights up.

Some people in the crowd made one after another horrified sound, their faces became extremely ugly, and they took a step back.

It also attracted other people's eyes to look over, terrified.

Congressman Tunkou tilted his head, his face distorted in pain, and his eyes widened unwillingly.

The brains of his head smashed by the huge art lamp on the ceiling of the banquet hall faintly flowed out, mixed with blood.

The back is even more interspersed with several glass, and the blood is flowing.

Even if the carpet was red, it couldn't hide the bloody smell.

It looked terribly terrifying.

The timid lady could not help but let out a scream.

There was confusion in the crowd.

Just as someone was about to leave, Officer Megure opened the door, took out his police card, and looked serious.

"Attention everyone, I'm Constable Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department."

A man with a bald head and a thick beard on his chin smiled disdainfully, "I didn't expect even the police to come, and the hands and feet are really fast."

There is no fear at all, and the police are not taken seriously at all.

Officer Megure glanced at him, put on his gloves, and said, "Is this the case, someone reported to the police that someone will be killed here tonight, or is someone trying to kill Congressman Swallow?"

Everyone was stunned, their eyes dodged, and no one wanted to get into such trouble.

Several officers carried the art lights away, and Officer Takagi crouched down to check.

"How is it? Brother Takagi."

Officer Megure asked.

Officer Takagi shook his head. "It's a pity that he's not breathing."

Officer Megure has become accustomed to it, and his expression remains the same, "Really? Then report this matter to the police immediately."

"Yes."

Conan is hiding in the dark, he can't go out for now, because Officer Megure doesn't know he's there.

But he opened his eyes wide to observe, because the corpse was too bloody.

He can't see any clues 0

only.

He had just picked up a purple square in the dark, which was one of the clues.

But very little.

Conan is so caught up in his own world of reasoning that he doesn't pay attention to Matsuda and Haibara Ai.

Matsuda took Xiao Ai's hand and asked worriedly, "Didn't I scare you just now? Would you like to go home now?"

He wished Xiao Ai would agree.

"no, do not want."

Haibara Ai shook her head.

How can she leave? She had to keep Hoshi-kun safe.

Matsuda didn't ask any further, just held Xiao Ai's hand tightly, "Then you have to stay by my side, otherwise, I won't be able to find you right away."

He was worried that the group codenamed 'Pisco' would recognize Haibara Ai.

Matsuda also deliberately pulled the brim of Haibara Ai's hat down, almost covering half of his face.

"it is good."

This is her promise.

Haibara Ai looked at Matsuda's determined chin, her heart beating extremely fast.

Suddenly, she didn't seem so afraid of the Black Organization anymore.

the other side.

Officer Megure held his chin and looked at a gentle-looking man who had just learned that he was a university professor.

"So when the art lamp fell just now, you were the closest to Councillor Tunkou, was that you?"

The university professor nodded.

"Are there any suspicious people at the time of the crime?"

"I didn't have the time to pay attention to this at that time. I was almost pressed under the art lamp just now, and my clothes were wrinkled."

The university professor looked terrified.

Officer Megure reviewed a few more people, and basically said that he didn't see any suspicious people.

A man with a pair of sunglasses and long hair walked out. He was a musician. "I think what happened just now was an accident. It is estimated that the hanging ring of the art lamp has not been repaired for too long before it fell off."

"Officer, you just told us that someone has reported to you and someone has reported the case. Before examining us, should you give us a detailed introduction?"

The speaker was a grey-haired man who was the chairman of a car company.

"Maybe, the person who reported the case is the murderer."

Officer Megure heard the words, "The person who reported the crime changed his voice with a machine, and there was no way to tell whether it was male or female."