The unscientific detective in Conan

Fujino leaned against the door, raising his head slightly.

After a moment of silence, he reached out and took off his mask, revealing his handsome face under the hood.

The moonlight shines on his face through the window, covering the white robe he wears.

He turned around and kicked the wooden door behind him.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open with great force and smashed into the room.

Hui Yuan Ai was startled, and when she suddenly looked back, she saw a figure standing outside the door.

The pure white robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and the white figure was shrouded in the moonlight.

Although there was enough light in the room, she could not see clearly the face under the hood.

The white hood is like a barrier, preventing light from shining into the endless gloom under the hood.

"you……"

Hui Yuan Ai looked at the figure in front of him with slightly stunned eyes. He always felt that this person had a familiar feeling.

"Have a good sleep..."

Fujino used his voice changer to make a dull sound and walked slowly towards Haibara Ai.

At the same time, he turned his hand and took out the Batarang from his pocket.

"People from the organization?"

Haiyuan came to his senses sadly and shook his head with a wry smile.

Why did she just think, "Is this person here to save me?"

really weird.

She sighed, took two steps back, then stopped again, raised her head, and looked at the man in white robes in front of her again, with a touch of determination in her eyes.

Haiyuan Ai: "If you want to do it, do it!"

Fujino: “…………”

Why does this scene feel familiar?

Now that he had said that, he took action.

Before she could calm down, Fujino grabbed her arm.

A light scratch with the batarang in her hand left a shallow scar on the back of her hand.

Her brain was groggy, and her eyelids felt as if they were heavy.

A feeling of powerlessness came over his whole body, and his petite body collapsed to the ground.

"Leave the rest to me."

Fujino stretched out his arm, put his arm around her back, and hugged her gently.

Haiyuan Ai squinted his eyes, feeling as if he had returned to that rainy night.

He didn't resist, but closed his eyes slightly, feeling a familiar sense of security.

His body curled up slightly, and his hands involuntarily grabbed the corners of the robe and pulled.

Like a sleeping baby.

"Hey! Haiyuan, please reply quickly! They have already arrived at the entrance of the hotel!"

At this time, a sound came.

Fujino lowered his head to follow the voice and saw black-rimmed glasses.

It should be the glasses of that boy Conan...

"It actually has communication capabilities, as expected of Dr. Ali."

He sighed, walked forward silently, stepped on his glasses and crushed them.

The gin and vodka should be downstairs now.

It'll be up in a moment.

He remembered that Pisk had not yet exposed the news that Hui Yuan Ai had become smaller.

But just in case, let’s put on a play.

To prevent Haihara Ai's shrinkage from being exposed to the winery.

He remembered that there should be some Bai Gan here.

"If it's all in vain..."

After retracting his thoughts, Fujino hugged Haihara Ai and turned to glance at the warehouse.

Soon, he discovered the white stems piled up on the shelves.

He stretched out his hand to take off the white stems and glanced at Hui Yuan Ai in his arms.

At this time, she was already asleep, and the effect of the batarangs was still outstanding. It was estimated that she would not wake up for less than thirty minutes.

"Thirty minutes is probably enough."

Fujino unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand, pinched her nose, and poured the white dry into her mouth.

After doing this, the spirit he had left in his soul lotus stirred slightly.

Wearing a black robe and a mask, Hun Lotus, who was waiting on the roof, jumped down from the chimney on the roof.

"thump!"

There was a sudden sound in the fireplace behind him.

Fujino turned around, pulled out a hair from Haiyuan Ai's head, and then handed her over to Hun Ou.

Hun Lotus took Hui Yuan Ai, walked slowly back to the chimney, hugged Hui Yuan Ai and jumped back to the roof.

"Next, it's time to go find the guys at the winery to settle the accounts..."

Fujino turned on his eagle eye, "That old man's code name should be Pisk, right?"

…………

On the other side, Gin and Vodka had already arrived at the hotel and followed the stairs to the grocery room.

"That guy Pisk isn't here..."

Vodka looked at the door that had been kicked down and the empty grocery room, and murmured: "We agreed to meet in the parking lot in thirty minutes, but this guy didn't even have any news. The only thing that comes with the transmitter is a computer... But then again, what is he doing in this grocery store where the wine is stored?"

"He may have prepared this just in case."

Gin glanced around, and his eyes stopped on a piece of brown hair by the fireplace. "If there were factors other than the mission, he would probably take action and hide the body here..."

"Brother, there are police outside."

Vodka said, "We'd better get out of the way quickly."

"Um……"

Gin didn't say much. He groaned and planned to leave the scene with Vodka.

But just when he went out, he immediately changed direction and walked upstairs.

"Brother, that's the direction upstairs."

Vodka reminded: "The direction to go downstairs is on my side."

"Hmph...that guy Shirley is on the roof."

As Gin went upstairs, he sneered: "The door is open, probably just to confuse our sight... There is that woman's hair in front of the fireplace. I'm afraid she should be trembling on the roof waiting for us to leave. , take the opportunity to escape again?"

"It's just asking for death."

Vodka also laughed, "If that's the case, now we only need to go to the rooftop, and that woman will have no way to escape. As expected of my eldest brother."

"Feixue's rooftop is quite suitable for executing traitors."

Gin turned to look at the falling snowflakes outside the window, "The white snow flying in the dark night, stained with crimson blood, is so beautiful..."

After a pause, he sneered again: "Shirley, I miss you so much."

…………

the other side.

Fujino had already used eagle vision to determine the location of most of the vital signs, and had already found the place where the police interrogated people attending the memorial service in the hotel.

At the same time, Pisk's location was also found.

Pisk is an old man with gray hair, wrinkled skin, and always holding a cigarette in his mouth. Although he is over fifty, his energy is still the same as before.

He walked out of the interrogation room, intending to return to the utility room and continue to guard Shirley.

But just as he walked around a corner, a white figure suddenly appeared from behind him.

Having recovered his reaction, he was about to turn around and fight back, but was suddenly pressed against his throat by a shimmering silver hidden sword.

"Be honest."

Fujino raised his hidden sword and said in a deep voice: "Pisk."

"?!"

Pisk was stunned and glanced at the silver-white blade, with cold sweat running down his back.

He didn't understand who the guy in front of him was and how he knew his identity.

Although he considers himself a capable leader of the organization, he has been a veteran for decades and does not want to do anything that goes against the principles of the organization.

But one thing he knew was that the other party was definitely not lying. If he was not honest, he would really die.