Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

"Sister Sakai, what is the organization Numabuchi just mentioned?"

Conan smiled like a seven-year-old fool, and Sarye casually said, "This has nothing to do with you, kid."

"Sister, I have another question." Conan grabbed Sarye who was about to leave, with an innocent smile still on his face, and asked obediently: "Sister, have you ever been to an amusement park during this time? "

This child was obviously testing her. He was looking for the person who brought him from the amusement park to Dr. Ali's house that day.

Are you finally suspicious of her?

Sarye squatted down and said calmly: "I have been there."

"Eh?"

Conan saw that she had no intention of covering up, so he disrupted all his questioning strategies.

Sarie pointed Conan's forehead with her index finger. The red velvet fabric was soft and warm, just like her soft tone: "I'm a girl, of course I like to go to amusement parks."

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Just say what you say, why are you being coquettish? Is that your style?

The expression on Conan's face suddenly became weird.

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The death of Numa Yuan directly led to the suspension of many cases, but another more serious incident surfaced, causing an uproar.

After a full 24 hours of interrogation and investigation, Sariya's suspicion was completely cleared, and the only obvious suspect was eliminated. The case became even more confusing, and the last words Numabuchi shouted before his death were like a gust of wind. , scraped lightly, and no one mentioned it again.

Although Numabuchi's death has become a mystery, the serial murder case has been declared over. The murderer was the police officer Sakata who took Conan and others to tour Osaka that day. He was stopped when he assassinated the last Goji councilor, and there was chaos. Hattori was also injured.

But these have nothing to do with Sarye. After the interrogation, she was sitting in the back seat of a dark Porsche, staring closely at the eyes behind her vodka sunglasses, her blood-red pupils filled with murderous intent:

"Did you fire that shot?"

Vodka looked confused: "Ah? Me?"

Sarye had no intention of leaving him any room to speak: "Are you crazy? You fired in front of so many police officers and deliberately transferred the suspicion to me, right?"

Vodka looked even more at a loss: "Eh? It's not me..."

"No, no! What do you mean by chasing me all the way to Osaka? I helped you find Numabuchi, but you don't trust me?"

Vodka: "No..."

"Half of the business of my Sakai team is given by you. I risk my life to play with you, but you treat me as an outsider? Do you know that I am almost exhausted from dealing with the twenty-four-hour interrogation?"

Vodka, who had taken on all the grievances and resentments of a woman who stayed up late, felt like he was about to cry, but under the pressure of Sariya and Gin in the driver's seat, he couldn't say "The gun was fired by the eldest brother". exit.

It seems that he can't afford to offend these two people.

Vodka decisively chose the wisest decision and lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

A big man felt aggrieved just like a little girl, and even Sariye felt guilty.

Could she not know who fired the gun?

In addition to being able to drive, Vodka can only open wine bottles.

But she didn't dare scold the one who actually fired the shot.

If you criticize Sang and Huai, you can only feel sorry for Sang.

I hope Huai can have some self-awareness.

Sariya turned her head slightly, shifted her gaze, and stared at the actual culprit.

No, there was no Sophora japonica at all, and it was as if nothing had happened.