Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Bourbon put one hand in his pocket and said, "I want to talk to you. Is it convenient for me to come in?"

Okiya Subaru agreed readily: "Okay." He put forward a condition: "Only if you are the only one."

He squinted his eyes and looked out of the window fence; "I'm very sorry, but I'd like to ask your companions who are waiting outside to come."

"Don't come in, okay?"

Okiya Subaru's eyebrows knitted together, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Because the number of tea cups in my house seems to be insufficient."

Bourbon smiled faintly: "Please rest assured about this."

"Because they like to wait for me outside."

"But it depends on how you answer."

Bourbon showed a sly smile: "If you don't answer well, maybe everyone will come to disturb you."

In a dark road.

Mark asked, "Come to Yeya? Are we going to the place where Akai was killed by those guys?"

Judy nodded heavily: "I feel like as long as we go to that place, we'll be able to find clues."

She crossed her arms. "Yes, when the news of Kusuda's suicide with a pistol leaked out, Conan had a shocked expression on his face."

"Also, that panicked attitude during the flower viewing incident, there is definitely something wrong, there must be something wrong!"

Outside the Kudo family home, inside a van.

The conversation between Bourbon and Okiya Subaru is being eavesdropped by a group of mysterious people.

"Then, next we will present the Art Design Award."

Okiya Subaru slowly walked in front of Bourbon, holding a teacup in his hand: "You're welcome, just find a place to sit."

"Thank you."

Bourbon put his hands in his pockets and looked around the structure of Kudo's house vigilantly, leaving no blind spots for observation.

Bourbon spoke first, smiling, "Excuse me, do you like reasoning games?"

Okiya Subaru poured the tea into the cup and handed it to Bourbon: "Of course, I like it very much."

Bourbon opened his legs and sipped his tea, "Let's start with that story, though."

"It's just a trap to simply replace the body."

"Oh?" Okiya Subaru seemed very interested: "This is indispensable for suspense reasoning."

Okiya Subaru sat down opposite Bourbon, crossed his legs, and looked at him at eye level.

Bourbon opened his lips a tiny slit and exhaled a faint breath, blowing over the steaming cup of tea before drinking it all in one gulp.

Bourbon moistened his throat and said, "A man was shot in the head with a pistol in Laiye Cliff, and the man's car was burned down along with it."

"The fingerprints collected from the man's right hand, which was barely intact, are the same as those claimed to have been held by the man before he died."

"The fingerprints left on a cell phone belonging to a certain teenager."

"The comparison results unanimously confirmed the identity of the deceased man."

"But it's very weird." Bourbon tilted his neck forward.

Okiya Subaru was a little confused, his eyes narrowed into a slit: "What do you mean?"

Bourbon immediately explained: "It's the fingerprint left on that phone."

He recalled in his mind, and the image of Akai quickly appeared in his mind.

"That man is left-handed. He is obviously left-handed."

"Why? Why is the fingerprint left on the phone from the right hand?"

"Don't you think it's weird?"

Bourbon's voice was chilling and chilling, piercing one's heart, and his words revealed his hatred for Akai.

Okiya Subaru remained calm and speculated, "Maybe it was because he happened to use his dominant hand when he was about to pick up his phone."

He demonstrated as he spoke: "I'm picking up something, so it's not very convenient."

Bourbon rolled up his sleeves, stretched out the four slender fingers of his right hand, and wrapped them around the teacup: "Or so he did at that time."

"Do I have to take it with my right hand?" He held the teacup up to eye level, deliberately hinting to Okiya Subaru.

Okiya Subaru tilted his head slightly: "Why is that?"

Bourbon held the handle of the teapot with his right hand and filled the cup in front of him again: "It was that phone, before the man picked it up."

"Another man picked it up first."

He looked at the steaming teacup and couldn't help but smile: "Because the man who found the phone happened to be right-handed."

Okiya Subaru thought for a moment: "You mean? Another man?"

"Yes." Bourbon raised his right arm to his lips.

"But the reality is that the original plan was to have three men take the phone."

He closed his eyes and savored the tea in the cup.

"Now, I want to ask a question." Bourbon got to the point and stared firmly at Mr. Okiya Subaru in front of him.

"The first person to pick up the boy's phone was a fat man with oily skin."

Bourbon wiggled his fingers. "Next, there's the skinny guy with the brace on his neck."

"The last one was an elderly person who had a pacemaker implanted in his body."

Bourbon spread his hands and leaned back. “But of these three people, only one left fingerprints.”

He deliberately slowed down his speech: "Whose fingerprint do you think it is?"

Subaru Okiya did not hesitate and answered immediately: "It should be the second thin man."

He said in a calm and magnetic voice: "This is because when the fat man picked it up at the beginning."

"All fingerprints have been wiped clean. After all, the phone will be oily after handling it."

Okiya Subaru explained calmly: "Are you sorry for asking two people to carry it?"

"However, the third elderly person was worried that the electromagnetic waves from the mobile phone would cause abnormalities in his pacemaker."

"So I thought," Okiya Subaru scratched his chin, "after thinking it over again and again, you didn't pick it up, right?"

Bourbon put the back of his hands on his chin and looked at Subaru Okiya meaningfully, watching his every move: "Please continue to reason."

"After that thin man, the man in question also took the phone, right?"

"In that case." Okiya Subaru adjusted the frame of his glasses on his nose: "There will also be fingerprints of that man."

Bourbon smiled and asked, "What if we tamper with it so that no fingerprints are left?"

"It's very likely that the man had predicted this would happen."

Bourbon held up a finger and demonstrated: "So I applied a protective film on my finger beforehand."

At the same time, at Lai Ye Cliff.

Judy also thought of this: "Yes, Shuichi must have used something like transparent glue at that time."

"It is used as a protective film on the fingers."

She opened her palms and looked down. "To be on the safe side, I painted both of my hands."

"What do you mean?" Mark felt a little confused.

Judy took a deep breath: "It was when I got Conan's phone, as long as the finger was coated with a protective film."

"Then even if you pick up the phone, it won't get fingerprints on it."

Judy recalled the scene at that time: "So, at that time, Shuichi's coffee can fell from his hand!"

"Because my fingers are coated with a protective film."

"Of course your hands are slippery when something is on them!"

The truth of this incident seems to be about to come to light.