Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

“Alright, alright, stop messing around.” Baijiu clasped his hands together and sincerely pleaded with Belmode: “You can do whatever you want tonight. Now let’s sort out this case first.”

"Then I'll let you go for now." Vermouth curled her lips: "It's boring."

"Huh? No—"

Vermouth stood up and lay flat on the big bed at the back. Before he could finish, she spoke first: "You felt strange just now, was it because of his room?"

“It felt like someone had opened a garbage bag and deliberately messed it up.”

"That's right." Baijiu asked, "By the way, are all these figurines in the cabinet made by him? If I remember correctly, this seems to be a character from an online game."

"Of course it is. Take another look at the photo." Vermouth raised her hands and admired her manicure. "If I remember correctly, it was the photo he put on the bedside table, with the figurine in it."

"It seems he even won a certificate for a competition."

"I remember now!" Baijiu clapped his hands vigorously: "The name of the online game is, Dungeon Holmes, the character's name is Locke!"

"Hmm?" Vermouth crossed her legs, sat on the bed and stared at Baijiu: "You know this game, Yiyu."

"Hmm." Baijiu responded, "This is a game where everyone can team up to enter the dungeon and solve various puzzles with Locke."

Vermouth stared at the white wine and asked the prisoner: "When did you go there, and who did you go with? How come I don't know."

"Uh..." Baijiu scratched his face: "Didn't I tell you......"

Baijiu gently squeezed Vermouth's shoulder: "Of course it's with men... The only women in the organization I know are Keel and Chianti, and neither of them play games."

Baijiu continued to explain: "It should be a month ago. At that time, Vodka, Kelun and I finished the task two hours early, so we discussed going to the Internet cafe to play."

"It just happened that the game had just been released for public testing, so we went in to try it out, but..."

Baijiu smiled helplessly: "These two people have very low IQs. They quit after playing for just a few minutes."

"Vermouth?" Baijiu blinked helplessly: "What I said is true... You can ask them, I don't know why I didn't send it to you at that time————"

“Hahahahaha.” Vermouth couldn’t help laughing out loud and looked at Baijiu seductively: “You don’t have to explain it to me so clearly. You reported it to me at the time.”

"and you------"

"I just like to see you at a loss." Vermouth smiled gently and stroked Baijiu's face: "You are so cute."

"Uh..." Baijiu scratched his head, his face slightly reddened: "By the way...how did this person get killed? Is there an autopsy report or something?"

Vermouth put away her smile, her expression became serious, and she looked upwards, recalling, "That's what the informant dictated to me at the time. Let me think about what he said."

"I remember... there was a faint burn mark on his neck, and there were also marks of being strangled with a rope. I guess he was stunned with an electric baton and then strangled to death by the neck from behind."

"However, he seemed to have woken up and resisted in the middle of the fight. There were still pieces of the murderer's skin between his fingernails."

"What!" Baijiu was shocked: "There is actually such evidence!"

“Yeah.” Vermouth shook her head: “But we don’t know whose skin it is yet.”

Immediately afterwards, the third murder occurred the next day. The victim ran a bakery. His name was Ci Ze, and he was 47 years old.

The murder took place in the kitchen of a detached house in Beido Town. He was stabbed to death with a knife. The murderer stabbed him in the back and then stabbed him in the abdomen from the front.

"This person should not live alone." Baijiu pursed his lips lightly: "I remember that he is married, and he and his wife live separately. His wife should be living in her parents' home in Jiuzhou now."

"I went home that day to discuss divorce, and ended up finding the victim's body."

"Oh my..." Baijiu narrowed his eyes: "The inside of the door of this crime scene is also very messy..."

On the wooden floor, there were knives, spoons, tongs, spatulas, and frying pans used to commit the crime, all of which were kitchen utensils.

"It seems that Mr. Tsuzawa often develops new breads at home." Vermouth added: "Otherwise, why are there so many cooking tools in the kitchen?"

"Your inference is correct." Baijiu touched the ends of Belmode's hair: "Now your reasoning ability is getting stronger and stronger."

Baijiu slid to the next photo, which was a photo of the kitchen. There were several frying pans and other kitchen utensils hanging on the wall. It was almost the same as the kitchen in the store.

In this case, the kitchen was also locked from the inside. Just like the first murder case, the door could not be locked from the outside, but the victim was killed in the kitchen.

The same thing happened to the second victim. He would not give the spare key to anyone other than his parents.

"But." Vermouth put his hand on Baijiu's shoulder: "All three murders were committed by the same person. This is a serial murder case. The media said so to attract attention."

"Maybe this is just a coincidence. Three similar murders happened in succession. I really can't think of any connection between the three people."

"No." Baijiu said with a serious and resolute expression: "This is a serial murder case committed by the same person. The method used in the three closed-room murders is exactly the same."

"Huh?" Vermouth looked at him in confusion and approached him: "Do you mean to say that you have figured out the method of committing the crime?"

"Yeah." Baijiu smiled faintly: "This is very simple, and I basically know who the murderer is. Next, we just need to prepare to take action."

Baijiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pulled up Vermouth's white hands.

"As expected of you, then start acting according to the plan."

"We have to let our old friend make a cameo appearance."

Inside the Kudo family home.

Conan knocked on Yukiko and Yusaku's room impatiently: "Hey! Mom, why are you changing so slowly? If you don't hurry up, the TV station people will be here soon."

"Hey! Where's the person?" Conan stood on tiptoe, grasped the door handle and pushed the door open, staring with dead fish eyes and said helplessly: "Why don't you reply, just say a response..."

"Um!!!"

Conan hurriedly ran to the makeup mirror and patted Yukiko, who was lying on the table disguised as Yusaku: "Mom! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No... I'm fine..." Yukiko said weakly, with beads of sweat on her face: "I just accidentally fell asleep..."

"Could it be that...you and dad had the same dish last night?!"

“Oh no! Oh no!!!!”