Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Inspector Nishimura shook hands with Baijiu. He looked at Xiaolan and Conan, then turned to look at the path blocked by steel plates inside the cordon.

"The man's body was found there, but it's very strange. As the apprentice of the famous detective who solved that case, please help take a look."

"give it to me."

Baijiu saluted Police Chief Nishimura, patted his chest, and strode across the cordon.

Conan recalls the North Star incident.

How come you can still gain fame and fortune even when your uncle is not around...

Sometimes I really feel that my uncle is blessed by the goddess of luck...

Ah… that incident, let’s say it was my uncle who solved it, although it was actually my dad who solved it…

A shooting occurred on the sleeper train "Hokutosei" from Ueno to Sapporo, and the criminal kidnapped Shinichi's father.

This is an unpublished novel by Yusaku Kudo, in which he uses the mechanism of crime to make the criminal confess.

Mother Yukiko was about to push the criminal off the platform, when Yusaku suddenly appeared and accurately stated the criminal's motive and the process of the crime.

"Ah...ah sneeze!"

Yusaku, who was typing on the computer in the study, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Oh? You have a cold?"

Yukiko asked while holding her coffee.

"No. Maybe someone is talking about me." Yusaku rubbed his nose and replied.

Yukiko touched Yusaku's forehead, then touched her own forehead, and said, "Yeah. It's definitely not hot."

"I thought you caught a cold from all the sweat you sweated from working out last night."

"I'm not that fragile." Yusaku Fuji said, holding Yukiko's wrists with both hands: "Come on!"

"Oh! That's disgusting!"

Baijiu walked into the path blocked by steel plates and saw the body sitting against the telephone pole. He couldn't help but frowned.

"This is really too much..."

The man was covered in blood and had a cross-shaped wound on his chest.

"What is the identity of the victim?"

"Kuguchi Sumito, 43 years old, a lawyer by profession, the murder weapon should be a sharp blade like a Japanese sword."

Inspector Nishimura looked at the lawyer information on his mobile phone. The photo on the homepage of "Lawyer Kugaki Sumichi" was exactly the same as the victim in front of him.

Although he was stopped by the police officer, Conan still followed Heiji into the scene. Conan vaguely felt that he had heard this name before.

Kugaki...I seem to have heard of it somewhere...

Conan remembered that Takuzo Axe mentioned this name when he was on the phone yesterday.

"Mr. Jiuheng, you are the legal advisor of the Fujiang Group, right?"

Conan asked, and Inspector Nishimura's eyes widened as he replied, "You actually knew that!? Kid, that's right! You're right!"

Heiji and Baijiu also frowned: "The one from yesterday?"

Baijiu stretched out his hand and gestured: "It seems to be related. - Inspector Nishimura, can you let me see the items the victim carried with him?"

"Okay." Ximu nodded.

Inspector Nishimura went to find the investigator and came back with a plastic bag containing the victim's personal belongings.

But there were only two pieces of paper: "Ticket and taxi receipt?"

Baijiu frowned and carefully observed the favorable information brought by the two receipts. A three-dimensional pattern emerged in his mind.

Inspector Nishimura pointed in the direction of the investigators who were collecting evidence at the scene. The ground was covered in blood, there was a golf backpack in front, and there were bloody handprints on the wall next to it.

"There is also an empty golf backpack. And, no cell phone was found, according to the information available."

"The victim departed from Dubai and arrived in Narita yesterday, then changed to a domestic flight to Hakodate and took a taxi from the airport to here."

The three of them listened to Inspector Nishimura's explanation, left the body and walked towards the golf backpack.

"Maybe it's someone I know, who suddenly attacked..."

Baijiu recalled Jiuyuan's bloody chest, demonstrated it in his mind, and said firmly: "Jiuyuan was cut from the front."

Conan paused, stared at the golf backpack on the ground, and added: "What's in that golf backpack?"

Baijiu complained and continued to observe the scene, looking for clues: "After killing someone, you won't take the stuff inside to the golf club, right?"

"Also, judging by the way the victim was dressed, it doesn't look like he had just finished playing golf."

Heiji covered the victim's body with his western coat and suddenly found that the victim was holding something in his left hand.

"Hey, look, what's in your left hand?"

Heiji squatted down and looked carefully at the victim's left hand, only to see that the victim was holding a piece of paper in his left hand.

Inspector Nishimura immediately called an investigator, took out the piece of paper, and placed it on a tray.

Although the paper was also stained with blood, the words "Tokyo", "Education" and "Meeting" could still be seen.

Officer Nishimura frowned. "Tokyo...education? What's going on? Was it torn out of a textbook?"

Conan kept jumping upwards, but because he was too short, he could not see the contents of the note.

Baijiu tilted his head, Heiji smiled and lifted Conan up. Conan looked at the tray in Inspector Nishimura's hand.

I see...Conan on the side seemed to know something.

At this moment, the sound of reversing was heard behind.

"Drip drip."

"Stop! Stop!"

The surrounding police officers tried to stop it in a hurry, but the reversing car still hit the warning sign.

There was a loud "bang!"

"Wow! We hit it again... Oops..." The man with round glasses got out of the car while saying "Oops".

"Kawazoe! You! What have you been doing!?"

"Sorry! Do some research..."

Kawazoe, who was scolded by Inspector Nishimura, answered while checking the wheels.

"Who is this guy?" Baijiu asked curiously.

Chief Inspector Nishimura sighed and said, "My subordinate, Patrol Chief Yoshihisa Kawazoe, may be a little clumsy, but he is not the kind of person who likes to be late."

Noticing the gazes of Baijiu and others, Kawazoe turned around and saluted, then scratched his head apologetically and smiled.

“Is that so…?”

Baijiu and Heiji stared at Kawazoe with an expression of disbelief on their faces: "Is this guy reliable......"

Japanese American tycoon Brian D. Kadekra lives in a hotel in Hakodate City.

The suite on the top floor has a huge bay window from which you can enjoy the endless sea and Mount Hakodate.

"Two people and one extra? Detective Maori's senior apprentice."

Kadekra repeated the name that his subordinate Nacho had said.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"…….Humph, what can a mere young detective do? Don't worry about him. What's more important is this thing that was just delivered."

Kadekra stood up from the plush sofa and walked to the bar in the center of the room, which was covered with a white cloth.

There are two Japanese swords on it.

Kadekla picked up one, pressed his thumb on the blade, and extended the handle in his right hand.

“This thing is really wonderful!”