The mastermind behind Conan

"Mr. Shiraishi, you, you... You're really perverted!" Xiaolan's delicate and beautiful cheeks were filled with shock.

She trembled and looked at the three blood-red numbers displayed on the machine, and the words were held in her mouth for a long time, and finally she held back such a sentence for a long time.

"666!! this guy Shiraishi Takeshi is really terrifying, Xiaolan is the master of high school karate, and he has only hit a value of 400, but the guy who is Shiraishi Takeshi can be so perverted..."

Conan's face was full of shock, and he was obviously also suppressed by Takeshi Shiraishi's amazing explosiveness.

"Ahh

Xiaolan suddenly came to her senses that she had just used the word 'perverted' to Bai Shiwu, her face flushed, and she hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaolan, you don't have to do this!

Bai Shiwu smiled softly at Xiaolan.

"Yes, yes!" Xiaolan still looked embarrassed.

"Conan, do you want to try it!?" said Shiraishi as he waved the fist glove in his hand and smiled at Conan on the side.

"No, no... Uncle Shiraishi, I want to go to the toilet now!"

Conan quickly hid the surprise on his face, looking innocent, but secretly said with hatred in his heart: "This guy Bai Shiwu is obviously showing off, damn it!"

"Then let's go with us, little brother!" Nakajima suggested.

"Count me as a 157, and I had a few more drinks with Mr. Maori before I went out..."

Bai Shiwu said a word, and then gently touched Kudo Yukiko's soft golden hair, and said, "Youxiko, you accompany Xiaolan first, let's play together!"

"Okay, okay!" said Yukiko Kudo in a soft voice.

Leave the crowded exhibition halls behind.

Takeshi Shiraishi, Conan, and Hideaki Nakajima walked together towards the toilet in the distance.

"Well, if you want to go to the toilet, it should be in front, that's right!"

As soon as Hideaki Nakajima's words fell, Takeshi Shiraishi noticed a tall, athletic man in a black coat walking towards him.

"Hmm!? I seem to smell something familiar... Let me think about it, when have I ever encountered this smell!"

Bai Shiwu's dark and deep eyes flickered, and his body turned to the side without a trace, avoiding the opportunity to collide with him.

But Conan and Hideaki Nakajima on the side were not so coincidental.

When the two of them faced this big man, they didn't have the slightest resistance at all, and they collapsed at the first touch, and they both fell to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts," Nakajima groaned, clutching his nose.

"Wow! what a tall man!" Conan fell to the ground, glaring at the big man who had bumped into them (cafh).

"That's interesting! I seem to have discovered something..."

At this time, the corners of Bai Shiwu's mouth were inadvertently raised evilly.

At the moment when Hideaki Nakajima and Conan collided with this strong man.

Takeshi Shiraishi can see it clearly.

When Hideaki Nakajima collided with him, the two exchanged the number plates of their respective counter storage.

Moreover, Takeshi Shiraishi also remembered.

When exactly was I?

I smelled something similar to that of this strong man in black.

And that's—

"It turned out to be gin, my old friend, it seems that the price of the blood left by the first few days is not thorough enough, it's only been a few days? four days, five days? I saw the people of your black-clothed organization come out again..."

Takeshi Shiraishi glanced at the strong man in black playfully, and then reached out and pulled Conan and Nakajima Hideaki up.

"Mr. Nakajima, is this person from your Heaven Man?" asked Takeshi Shiraishi.

Conan was also puzzled and focused his gaze on the strong man in black who was slowly walking towards the counter.

"No, no, I haven't met this person!?" explained Hideaki Nakajima.

"Hmph..."

Bai Shiwu snorted disdainfully in his heart.

If he hadn't noticed what the two of them were doing while they collided, Takeshi Shiraishi might have really believed Nakajima's words.

But it's a pity.

After going to the toilet.

The three had just come out of the toilet.

From a distance, Bai Shiwu's keen eyes noticed the strong man in black who had just become the first person at the counter.

"Number 98..."

The counter staff took the number plate handed to him by the strong man in black, and then handed the briefcase corresponding to number 98 from the counter to the strong man in black.

"Hmph... Full of flaws!" the corners of Bai Shiwu's mouth raised disdainfully.

"Huh?" Conan also noticed the situation on the side of the strong man in black.

"No, that's not right! The briefcase that the man took had the logo of Mr. Nakajima's company!"

Conan stared at the man deeply, and then thought in his heart: "This person may also be an employee of Mantendo Company, after all, Mantendo Company is so big, and it is impossible for Mr. Hideaki Nakajima to be known to everyone!"

"Wait!! there's still something wrong. "

Conan's brows furrowed again: "But it's strange, if it's a person from the Mantian Company, he should wear a company-specific tie clip!"

Under Conan's puzzled gaze, the strong man in black passed straight in front of the three of Shiraishi.

I walked over to a nearby self-service telephone and pressed a number.

"Forget it, it's none of my business anyway..."

Conan shook his head, intending to launch a search for the mysterious black-clad man.

At this moment, the phone of the strong man in black was suddenly connected.

"Well, it's me—Tequila!" The black-clothed man's voice came out with a thick Kansai accent.

"Huh!?" Conan snapped.

At that moment, the big man in black said again, "The deal is done! "

"Deal, deal!?"

"Interesting..."

Takeshi Shiraishi and Conan pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Hmph, don't worry, boom......!

The big man in black sneered: "You still care about yourself, you can be so messed up by a villain who pretends to be a ghost!"

"W-What !!"

Shiraishi noticed that when the black-clothed man said the name 'vodka', Conan's face was instantly frightened and pale, and his face was full of shock!

"Vodka! This guy is actually a member of the mysterious black-clad organization!" Conan's eyes widened and he exclaimed in his heart.

Then, Conan cautiously glanced at Bai Shiwu beside him, and found that Bai Shiwu yawned calmly on his face, as if he didn't notice what the strong man in black said, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Bai Shiwu, this guy doesn't seem to have listened carefully!"

"I'll go over and meet you before evening, I'm going to hang up, vodka!" said the strong man in black, and hung up the phone.

With an expressionless face, he looked at the three of Bai Shiwu not far away, carried a briefcase, and walked straight into the toilet.

And just as he passed by the three of Shiraishi.

Takeshi Shiraishi and Conan are invariably the same.

Each used a covert technique to place the monitor on his body.

The only difference is –

Takeshi Shiraishi saw through Conan's actions, and Conan didn't notice Takeshi Shiraishi's.

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