Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano glanced at the crows.

The big black "quack" mixed in it screamed, and they didn't know the other crows.

Is it understandable or not.

But at least the big black book... the crow is still quite happy.

"Hey, what do you neon crows usually like to eat and what do you do?"

"Can you understand what I'm saying? If you understand, just click once, and if you don't understand, click twice."

"Don't ignore me... Actually, I don't want to talk to you much."

"After all, I am different from you. In fact, I have an owner and I am domesticated."

"No, the most handsome man over there is my master."

"It's really good to have a master to take care of me. The wind doesn't blow and the rain doesn't blow. I have food and drink for three meals a day. There are delicious and spicy things. Do you want to consider following me?"

"..."

... This guy, was he also triggered by this attribute when he heard Xiao Hei's thoughts last time, planning to rule the crows in Tokyo and build an army of crows?
Sano rubbed his fingers, if it is possible, it seems good?

Just when Sano was distracted, Conan and the others had already communicated with the police at the scene.

The primary school student who invited the Plague God team over, as well as his father, are in the hospital.

Nothing serious, but still in a coma.

The hostess was not affected by the fact that she was traveling.

I have already received a call from the police and I am on my way back.

The fire started at around two o'clock last night. Because of the "evidence" of Conan and the others, this case was likely to be classified as an accident.

At this moment, the suspicion of arson became serious.

It seems that this is not the first time that the brawny police officer has met Conan. After finding the diary written by the elementary school student from the hands of his subordinates.

The three tenants who were not injured because they went out last night are the suspects.

He was called in for questioning.

It is worth mentioning that after the three suspects came over.

The fake loli's face suddenly turned ugly, and she tensed up like a frightened cat, hiding behind Sano.

This is not the first time Sano has seen such a reaction from a fake loli.

The organization's breath-sensing radar is in effect?
Sano looked at the three people with great interest.

A middle-aged fat man, two young guys, one is tall and white, wearing glasses, squinting... One has curly hair that is a bit close to pink, and the other has dark skin, with a mask on his face. Bandage.

Adhering to the principle that squinting eyes is a monster.

Sano observed the sullen man first—with his agility, he could easily detect the direction of the other's line of sight through the slits of the other's squinted eyes.

It's the fake loli behind Sano, that's right.

Although Sano didn't quite understand the principle of Haibara Ai's radar mechanism.

But this does not prevent Sano from discovering the rules - those who will be noticed by fake loli are not necessarily loyal members of the organization, and members of the organization may not be absolutely noticed by her, or in other words, those in the organization It seems that the twenty-five boys will not necessarily be noticed, but they will be noticed.

Even if they are twenty-five boys, they do have something to do with the organization to some extent.

who is it.

Do you know yourself?

Which side does it belong to.

Peripheral members or cadres, if it is the former, are they pretending to be pigs and eating tigers?

Or is it just like Ito Taka, just not enough time?
After thinking for a while, Sano moved his footsteps a little, completely blocking Hui Yuan Ai behind him, completely blocking the sight of that sullen man.

This made Mensao Nan's gaze turn to Sano's face again.

At the same moment, Sano could feel the fake loli tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Suddenly it stopped shaking.

Ok?
what's the situation?
Isn't this guy's radar immune to interference from objects?

Is the opportunity the sight?
Sano looked at the Mensao man calmly.

After the two sides looked at each other for a few seconds, Mensao Nan was pulled away because of the police's questioning.

"...Sano, you move forward."

Haibara Ai said quietly, obviously there is no abnormality, but he wants to take the initiative to find out the abnormal behavior, which proves that under the surface, he is the same as Conan.

It belongs to the essence of a brat who wants to die.

Of course, if you have the ability, this is not considered a death.

Then of course.

In Sano's view, fake lolita are definitely not considered "capable".

"Hold back obediently."

Sano pushed the fake loli's head back.

"...So, none of you three has an alibi, right?"

The brawny policeman who had finished the interview frowned.

"Just in case, let me ask first, what are your favorite colors?"

The focus of this case lies in the color.

In the diary, the elementary school student gave the three tenants different colors, nicknames, red, white, and yellow.

According to the diary, the yellow person is the person who often behaves abnormally in the middle of the night, that is, the elementary school student who wants Conan to investigate, and at the same time.

The person in yellow had an argument with the landlord last night.

If this is really intentional arson.

Then this person is undoubtedly the biggest suspect.

But how did this color come about?

It really made Conan feel confused for a while.

Let's talk about skin color, white and yellow are fine, red is always wrong.

It can be said that it is the favorite color of these three people.

Judging from the answer he got after asking quietly just now.

Can't match another one.

Don't even have to ask the fat man again.

One blue and one black.

directly rejected this possibility.

Is it referring to the personalities of these three people?
"The red of justice, the white of purity, and... the yellow of filth."

Sano said in Conan's ear, successfully distorting the plague god's thinking.

"Yellow, yellow!?"

Conan stared at Sano with wide eyes, and the exclamation attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Some people can't understand the meaning of Conan's words, some people understand, but not fully understand, some people also understand, but only understand the surface.

In the weird eyes, Conan's face turned red instantly.

"No, no, I didn't mean that..."

After hesitating for a while, Conan lowered his head and chose to pretend to be an ostrich.

"I remember, you are that high school detective, Shinichiro Sano, right?"

At this moment, the brawny policeman seemed to recognize Sano and asked.

"Do you have any ideas?"

...It always feels a little weird without that sentence, bro.

Sano shook his head and didn't say anything, not because he didn't want to.

Just don't know what to say.

What I had to say - the sentence just now was really Sano's thinking.

As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Although strictly speaking, it is not a nickname, and it originated from the hand of a primary school student.

But the laws in it must exist.

The source of the law is nothing more than the two directions of internal and external.

Besides, skin color, hair color, clothes color...the last one is the least likely.

Guilt, character, and behavior are all possible.

That elementary school student, who got along with these three tenants day and night, should be considered to know these three people very well, so the specific basis is very wide.

Just considering that the God of Plague is needed to solve the case.

The high probability should not be what it is. It takes a long time to get along to find out the right point.

Not at first glance.

But it can be seen in a short time... It can't be too simple, and it can't be too complicated.

Sano began to recall all the details after these three guys appeared in his mind.

The little black guy who is not as black as Hattori Heiji is a carpenter, and he went out to drink with someone last night, and the squinting man is a college student, to be precise, he should be a graduate student, and he went for a drive last night.

And that fat man is a flexible worker.

He does all kinds of work on weekdays, but what makes people more concerned is that this guy also trades in stocks.

But it seems to be just leeks.

Last night, I went to Kubado-cho to watch an all-night movie.

Can't seem to see what's wrong.

While Sano was thinking, Conan noticed the dirt under the fat man's fingernails.

After some "Ah Lie Lie", another piece of new information came out.

It turned out that this fat man was a fan of real-life shooting games in the wild, that is, the so-called real CS, and this also led to his favorite color.

Army green camouflage.

Just looking at Conan's eyes, there seems to be something wrong with this.

Then, pieces of new information gradually appeared in front of Sano.

One, there are a lot of toy cars in the primary school student’s room—it’s not surprising at all, but the number is as many as three digits.

It's a bit of a concern.

Second, Conan seems to have color.