Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

On the way back, the streets were full of lights and people.

Yuanzi rubbed his little face and looked at Xiaocheng with resentment. Xiaocheng looked up at the sky with his hands in his pockets.

"Speaking of which, Sonoko, you are really amazing." Judy did not hesitate to praise him. "I think you look like Kate Martinelli."

"Um...Kate?" Sonoko's mind was still distracted. What did it mean?

Conan put his hands on the back of his head. Kate Martinelli? She's the American policewoman, right?

"But seriously, your reasoning this time was really amazing. You found the murderer so quickly, not inferior to Shinichi at all." Xiaolan exclaimed.

"Shinichi? He's the boyfriend who showed up at the school festival, right? He's really cool." Judy suddenly asked. She had heard of him.

Xiaocheng looked at Judy, then glanced at Conan. Last time at the school festival, Xiaoai was almost mad to death. Conan was indeed very ostentatious at that time.

Now it was time for everyone to separate. They waved to Judy. Xiaocheng glanced at Judy before leaving. Judy appeared, and Vermouth was probably not far away.

I don’t know if Vermouth’s injuries have recovered. Judging from the current situation, Vermouth was still trustworthy last time at Beihu Hotel.

While Xiaocheng was still pondering, Yuanzi's next words made him a little stunned.

"By the way, Xiaolan, there will be a grand game launch event at the Rice Flower Municipal Building next month. Are you interested in going?"

"Next month?" Xiaolan said.

Game conference? Xiao Cheng's eyes were puzzled. Could it be the Phantom of Baker Street? Hiroki Sawada, he had a very clear impression.

It's not because he has a good memory, but because Zero's memory contains detailed information about Hiroki Sawada.

It has been two years since Hiroki Sawada died, and the Hand of God also perished two years ago. He still remembers his actions before the Hand of God was destroyed.

Hiroki Sawada was snatched away. At that time, Hiroki Sawada, who was not dead yet, was well protected and his information was very confidential. Then why did the Hand of God discover Hiroki Sawada?

It was all thanks to the winery's information network. The first executor at that time was No. 0. Unfortunately, he failed. No. 0 really fought from south to north.

The American police were unable to stop the Hand of God from taking action, but who could have expected that the United States would directly dispatch the military, and Zero was almost shot into a sieve by a fighter jet.

It was also at that time that the United States discovered that the Hand of God possessed heavy thermal weapons and its headquarters was in the United States. Not long after, the Hand of God disappeared.

It’s a pity that Hiroki Sawada died shortly after that incident. I heard that he committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Back in the office, he felt that the game launch conference that Sonoko mentioned was most likely the movie version. Xiaocheng scratched his head. Things here are not finished yet, and the movie version is coming again?

----

A club with a ceiling lamp made of white imitation crystal butterflies, the lighting design is unique, and below, Gin and Vodka are sitting at a table in the back, this seat is remote and inconspicuous.

The melodious music from the stage filled the entire space, and Gin was a little dazed listening to it.

"Brother? Brother?" Vodka was still wearing his sunglasses in this dim place, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes under the sunglasses.

He looked towards the stage: "Big brother, you are looking at the singer who will be performing, right? Her voice is intoxicating and she is also a beauty. So that's the type that Big brother likes."

Vodka began to imagine that Gin ignored him at all, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be always like this, with a calm and cold look in his eyes.

At this time, a bartender came up to serve them both drinks. Gin turned his head and glanced at him. What a damn smell.

"This is bitter martini, the singer treated you two." The bartender said modestly and politely.

"Oh~ Then we should really give her some face." Vodka was not at all wary, but instead smiled.

Gin glanced at him, feeling speechless. How dare you drink anything? You haven't improved at all in all these years.

Just as Vodka was about to raise his glass to drink, Gin directly put out the cigarette in his mouth into Vodka's glass.

"Uh...ah?" Vodka looked at his elder brother's actions, feeling a little puzzled. It's not that he is the elder brother, but shouldn't we give him this face?

Gin ignored him now. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the bartender, saying in a low and cold voice: "What do you want to do?"

The bartender looked puzzled and Gin frowned slightly. Still acting?

"I'm asking you what you want to do! Don't you understand?" Gin's tone was already a little irritable.

He grabbed the bartender's head, pressed him on the table, and picked up the ice cone in the ice bucket.

It went straight into his forehead, but the speed was not fast.

Vodka was confused. No, what happened? Can anyone explain it to me? But the eldest brother must have his reasons for doing this.

And Gin was indeed right. Gin didn't really kill Vermouth. How could the ice cone falling at an ordinary speed kill Vermouth? Vermouth escaped directly.

Her original face was revealed, gorgeous and charming. Vermouth looked at Gin. This guy really couldn't take a joke at all.

“It’s just a joke, why do you take it so seriously?” Vermouth chuckled with a hint of seduction in her eyes, “Do you know that you look scary like this?”

"Ah... um..." Vodka looked at Vermouth who suddenly jumped out, then looked at the wine glass, his mouth corners slightly raised, and there was surprise in his eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

"I just saw someone coveting the singer's beauty, so I teased you a little." Vermouth said in a frivolous tone, tying her hair into a ponytail with a rubber band.

Gin didn't say anything. He was too disdainful to explain such things.

Vodka looked at Vermouth. You know, although Vermouth is a well-known American movie star, she also has a certain fame in the world.

"Is this okay for you? It's not good for a famous female star like you to be seen with us." Vodka whispered.

"Don't worry, the other guests' eyes are all on the singer who will perform soon. They don't even have time to pay attention to her, so how could they pay attention to this place?" Vermouth obviously didn't take it seriously.

"Let's get back to the topic. Have you found what I asked you to find?" Gin took out a cigarette and put another one in his mouth.

"Well... to be honest, we haven't found the real culprit yet." Vermouth obviously knew something, but what she said was still very vague.

"If you know who it is, please tell us where she is now." Vodka thought the boss was talking about Shirley.

"It's useless. This woman has always kept her mouth shut. It's not like you just found out about this now." Gin knew that Vodka had misunderstood, but he didn't correct him.

He lit a cigarette. After all, he asked Vermouth to investigate many things, and Shirley was naturally one of them. He really couldn't compare with Vermouth in obtaining intelligence.