Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Following Megure and Sato, Conan and Kogoro came to the Pacific buoy again and walked into the main control room, where Kuroda and Shiratori came over.

"We want you to confirm something." Kuroda urged the staff to turn on the big screen.

"We checked the surveillance on the lighthouse and did not find Qingshui Pavilion." The screen was playing last night's images, but Conan and the submarine were not captured.

"Ah... isn't it because it's night time that we can't take a picture?" Conan asked with a frown.

"This is the police's highest-resolution surveillance," Sato replied.

Kogoro behind Conan scratched his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's all because of this guy. You guys worked in vain..."

Conan said to Makino who was standing in front of the console: "The surveillance connected to this system is managed by the police, right?"

"Yeah, but..."

"Can you take a look first?" Conan placed the phone on the console, and a map of Hachijo Island was displayed on the screen.

On the map, the blue line shows the route from Hotel Suzuki to Minamihara Senjoiwa Coast.

"This is the criminal's escape route! Use police surveillance to check this route!"

"Hey, don't..." Just as Kogoro was about to grab Conan's neck, Kuroda blocked Kogoro.

"Around eleven o'clock last night." After hearing what Kuroda said, Makino thought for a moment and turned to look at Leonhardt.

"Leonhardt. Check the route to A-6."

"Are you going to listen to the little brat this time?" Leonhardt said sarcastically, and then began typing on the keyboard.

The surveillance footage specified by Makino was opened in a new window, and then quickly played to around 23pm.

Leonhardt, who was squinting at the screen, seemed to notice something and frowned.

"It's the surveillance here." Makino said, and everyone stared at the surveillance images on the huge screen.

“…It’s strange that the criminal’s car was not photographed.”

"There's no Agasa-san's car either, what's going on?"

During the time when the criminal's car and the Beetle passed by, there was no car in the surveillance video. Makino stared at the huge screen and stood up with the help of the console: "Could it be that the video was replaced by someone..."

(That's right.) Looking at the surveillance footage, Conan was convinced.

The surveillance footage played here has been altered.

The submarine that Huibara and others were riding on was sailing slowly in the deep sea.

"Are you Shiho's daughter?" asked Naomi, who was sitting on the lower bunk of the bunk bed opposite.

Huiyuan, who was leaning on the bed, sighed: "I already said, I don't know anything about Miyano Shiho!"

"Ah, yes." Naomi realized it later and said self-deprecatingly, "Shiho can't have a child this big..."

Naomi smiled slightly and stared at Huibara again: "But you are exactly the same as she was when I first met her."

".…...Have you seen her? Where?" Haibara asked, and Naomi showed a sad expression.

"When I was a kid in the United States, I was bullied every day because Asians were rare..."

When Naomi was a child, she felt very sad and timid every morning when she took the school bus to school.

That day, the school bus was full of children, except for the seat at the back, which was empty. Naomi was holding her schoolbag.

Walking tremblingly in the aisle of the school bus.

Suddenly, the boy on the right put his feet into the aisle.

The boy on the left also stretched out his legs at the same time, and Naomi, whose way was blocked, turned around to look.

The children in the seats all looked at Naomi with laughter.

Why————Naomi hugged her schoolbag tightly and closed her eyes.

Why do I have to be bullied every day?

When Naomi was about to cry, someone tugged at her clothes from behind and Naomi turned her head.

I saw a Japanese girl holding a thick book standing behind me.

The girl pushed Naomi's shoulder and asked her to walk over.

"Sit here." The girl gave her seat to Naomi and opened the book as if nothing had happened.

She leaned back in her chair and began to read. Naomi also leaned back in her chair, looking at her secretly, and used her legs to block the boys in the aisle.

They all stared viciously at the girl who helped Naomi.

"From that day on, that girl became the target of bullying... I didn't help her."

"Because I'm afraid I'll be bullied again..."

Listening to Naomi's words, Huihara gradually recalled her life in the United States.

"So, I want to live in a world without racial discrimination. Ah... You probably don't understand, right?"

"So you created the 'old and young authentication' system?" Huihara asked, and Naomi nodded in surprise.

"When I was studying anthropology and artificial intelligence at a US university, I came up with the idea of ​​an authentication system that does not distinguish between race and age. As a result, we worked with Interpol and obtained permission to access Japanese surveillance in order to test the 'old and young authentication' system."

"At this moment, the first person I thought of was Shiho. I really wanted to see Shiho because I always wanted to apologize to her..."

Naomi entered the photos of Shiho when she was in elementary school in the United States - several photos taken when she was a child - into the computer and opened the "age and child authentication" system.

As a result, an adult Shiho was seen walking on the streets of Japan, and the message "old and young are consistent" was displayed. What was even more surprising was that a portrait of a girl who looked exactly like young Shiho also appeared, and the message "old and young are consistent" was also displayed.

"I don't know why you agree, and I still don't know what's going on..."

After listening to Naomi's explanation, Haibara finally understood how the Black Organization discovered her true identity.

Naomi shrugged apologetically and said, "But you must have been dragged into this because of me."

No—Huihara said silently in her heart.

(It was me who dragged you into this...)

Philippines, Manila————

In a modern city with skyscrapers and high-end shopping malls, a woman walking gracefully with her Bosomy dog ​​in front of a high-end hotel in the central area.

The woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses was none other than Belmotte.

Standing in front of the luxurious fountain, she took out her cell phone, and under her fingers painted with green nail polish, she could see the words "——Destroy".

(I knew you would say that...)

Belmoot smiled slightly and replied: "Understood. Boss!" After sending the message, Belmoot continued his walk.

After his walk, Belmotte headed towards a dressing room.

In the empty room, Belmotte was wearing suspenders, sitting in front of a large mirror, and had her long hair tied up.

Then he stood up and opened the big box on the ground. Inside the box were many special makeup props and wigs.

The box was filled with a variety of clothing, including simple clothes for the elderly and uniforms for high school girls.

Looking at the things in the box, Belmoot smiled, then pulled up the Bosomy Dog that was sleeping on the floor and played with it for a while.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Belmotte gently stroked its head and rubbed his face against it.