Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Everyone came to the town office one after another.

"Um... Officer, can I get a glass of orange juice?"

"I'm just so thirsty."

Hirata scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, his hand still bandaged.

The police officer nodded in acquiescence.

Heiji noticed something was going on and followed Hirata alone.

"Hey! Uncle, there seems to be a lot of white powder on your arm!"

"what!?"

Hirata was shocked for a moment and checked his body hurriedly.

Inadvertently, the large swing caused the wallet in the pocket to fall to the ground, and foreign coins rolled to the ground.

"You like foreign coins very much."

Heiji put his hands on Hirata's shoulders and stared at him meaningfully.

"Yes..yeah, I have a collecting habit."

Hirata picked up a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and returned to the house dejectedly.

"Hu, hu, hu."

The old policeman came to Heiji with the file, panting.

"what happens?"

"I, I finally found the sheet music left by Mr. Aso!"

The old policeman jumped up into the air with joy, made the scissors sign with his hands and showed his teeth happily.

Heiji took the music score in his hands and muttered to himself.

"Give my son honesty."

"Son?" Heiji asked in confusion.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you that besides his daughter, Aso also has a son!"

"He had a serious illness when he was a child, so he was always in the hospital. I think his name was Honesty."

Baijiu snorted coldly, revealing an expression that showed he was in control of a plan.

“Can you figure it out even if you’re not at the scene?”

Vermouth looked at him admiringly.

"Yes, it is clear now."

"Enjoy my reasoning show later!"

"If I calculated correctly, I'll be able to catch the cruise ship in time."

"Brother? You are turning the tables on Tian Gang."

When Baijiu saw Vermouth raise her hand, he immediately understood.

"I mean... um..."

"Enjoy your boyfriend's reasoning show, hehehe."

"Suddenly there is no emotion brewing, it feels so corny."

Vermouth looked away and said something inconsistent.

"By the way, I hope our pet Qiuqiu won't starve to death."

Baijiu suddenly remembered that there was a dog at home!

"Oh yeah, you don't know yet, I sent it to Kiel's house in advance."

"Kil didn't even mention this to me."

"Because I was the one who contacted her these past two days."

"Yes! Look."

Vermouth presented the chat records to Baijiu.

[Your dog is very energetic. — Kiel]

【Photo——Kiel】

The figures of the Kiel family fell to the ground one after another.

I didn’t expect that Kiel was a second-dimensional person.

Detective Nobita, Naruto King, Pirate Ninja, Sukuna Kaisen, Retreating Dwarf.

There are so many platinum figures hidden at home. It turns out that all the money was spent here.

Baijiu couldn't help but hum twice, revealing a wicked smile, and the scene of Vodka begging for mercy emerged in his mind.

At this time, at Kil's house.

"Alas, 'Qiuqiu'."

"I beg you, please stop chewing my bed."

Gil, wearing his dinosaur pajamas, spread his hands helplessly and shook his head.

Finally, everyone was present at the town hall.

"Anyway, please ask Mr. Hirata and Mr. Shimizu to come to the police station in the evening."

"Hey man wearing sunglasses, come over here too. You look suspicious."

"And till now, I still don't know your name."

"what?"

The police officer couldn't wait to get off work, and was rubbing his hands together, eager to try.

"Shh! Vodka, don't reveal your identity and don't cause trouble anymore." Baijiu reminded Vodka in the earphone.

Baijiu lowered his voice, raised his eyebrows, and said in a tone that deserved a beating, "It's just right to send your reasoning process to Gil, so that she will definitely look at you with new eyes."

"When will it be sent?"

"Don't worry about it. I will definitely help you."

"There are no alibis for these three incidents. There are only the three of you and Mr. Zhou Yi who is recovering in the hospital."

"Officer, wait a moment."

"I think I know the whole truth about the Moon Shadow Island murder case."

Hattori Heiji put his hands in his pockets, looking very youthful, with the corners of his mouth raised in a confident smile.

"Vodka! Are you ready? We can't let that Osaka kid steal our limelight!"

"Cough cough!"

Vodka cleared his throat and spoke in a rich baritone voice.

"First, it was the man who knocked Mr. Monday down in the piano hall."

"It's you! Mr. Hirata!"

Vodka is very good, with a strong and powerful tone.

With those clean and neat movements, he instantly looked like an upright policeman.

Hirata was stunned by the fool who suddenly woke up in front of him.

Everyone's eyes were as wide as bells, including Hattori Heiji.

"Mr. Hirata, look at your left hand!"

Vodka put his hands behind his back, walked leisurely behind Hirata, grabbed his wrist and lifted it up.

"This! This is the evidence left behind by breaking the window!"

"Sure, Vodka, I didn't expect him to add his own drama."

Vermouth became more alert as she listened and sat up straight.

"The suspicious person you mentioned last night was also him."

Hirata lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

"But why would he do that?"

the police officer asked in confusion.

"Because he and Kawashima were doing something shameless in that piano room!"

"That's the drug business!"

"Mr. Hirata used the hidden door at the bottom of the piano to exchange money and items for the 'drugs' he bought from abroad."

"That's right! They always meet in the community center late at night! So that's why!"

The old policeman suddenly understood and smiled a smile that was as wise as the vodka.

"Mr. Hirata said the piano was cursed so that the villagers could avoid it."

“I also hope that there won’t be any obstacles during the transaction.”

"He beat Mr Zhou Yi and then fled, probably because he was accidentally seen while trying to recover the remaining 'drugs'."

"So he's a murderer?!"

"No, no, no, neither is Mr. Monday."

"In order to make people think it was suicide, even a suicide note was prepared."

"But there is no platform for footstools. This must be because those two brats from Osaka came over and there was no time to put them in."

"Who are you calling a brat?"

Heiji clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Heiji, don't bother with this kind of person."

He Ye hugged his arms and calmed his anger.

"He should have two personalities..."

"He looks like a psychopath... I think we'd better not provoke him." He Ye comforted.

Heiji felt uncomfortable when he saw Vodka's condescending attitude.

"Because all three of these items required a lot of strength, I think the murderer must be a man."

"And the one who has no alibi is—"

"Mr. Shimizu?"

Vermouth leaned in to Baijiu's ear and guessed, making the same sound as the police officer.

Baijiu shook his head lovingly and rubbed her upturned nose with his fingers.

"What caught my attention here is that in the second murder, Mr. Kuroiwa was killed just a few minutes before the body was found."

"But please recall that time when the Osaka boy fell on the bloody code."

"But the code did not disappear."

"At room temperature, it takes about fifteen to thirty minutes for human blood to coagulate."

"But the code written in blood has already dried up."

"How could he have been killed a few minutes ago?"

"Because it was a trap set by the murderer! He wanted us to miscalculate the time of death."

"What!? But there's only a five-minute and thirty-second blank at the beginning of the tape..."

Vodka performed brilliantly. He adjusted the brim of his hat, showing his white teeth, snorted coldly, and smiled faintly.

"It's very simple. I've already told you. We just need to treat it as a trap."