The Split-Actress in Conan's World

After sending Conan away, Granfiddich temporarily regained his sanity and gave up the bombing plan.

Just as he was wandering around to find a few more game consoles to play with, a familiar explosion sound came from the toilet not far behind him.

"..."

Glenfiddich thought for a moment.

If he remembered correctly, Tequila had just gone in?

Looking at the bright fire on the toilet door, he estimated that Tequila was beyond saving.

After much hesitation, he finally called Gin.

"Hey, Gin?"

"Tell me something."

Gin said coldly, and at the same time there was the sound of a lighter being lit.

"The tequila was blown up."

"?"

Before Gin could react, Glenfiddich quickly distanced himself from the matter: "It wasn't me, you can't put all the blame on me."

Gin rubbed his eyebrows. He hadn't gotten enough rest because of the mission, and now he had an even bigger headache.

"You take care of the tail and don't reveal the existence of the organization. I'll let Bourbon take over."

Gin hung up the phone before Glenfiddich and sent a text message to Rum.

"Tsk."

The cigarette in his mouth had no taste, so he put it out irritably and opened the car window to get some fresh air.

"Brother, we're here."

Vodka stepped on the brakes and dutifully opened the door for him.

This is an apartment building where Akemi Miyano once lived.

They were here to install the organization's latest tracking program.

Gin knew that Shirley would call him because she missed that woman.

When he thought about catching Shirley soon, he couldn't help but sneer cruelly.

But when he thought of the embarrassment of escaping from the FBI that day, his smile disappeared again.

Damn silver bullet!

......

Ai Haibara jumped out of the taxi and ran into the forest park next to the Beika Hotel.

"Kudou, where are you now?"

"After you come in, turn left and walk to the deepest part."

Conan quickly reported a simple route.

She followed the instructions and, sure enough, after passing through a bush, she found Conan sitting on the ground in a daze in an open space.

At this time, he was covered with dust, and there was a small piece of leaf on his head that he had not noticed.

"Ah, this is really embarrassing."

Even though she was mocking him like this, she still ran to him promptly, put the medicine box on the ground, opened it, and bandaged him.

Conan grimaced in pain when he cut open his trouser leg with scissors and touched the wound.

This woman is really not gentle.

He had to find some topics to divert his attention and not let himself pay too much attention to the pain of the wound.

"You really came up with a bad idea. I searched the entire park and only found a relatively empty area like this."

Haibara Ai skillfully disinfected the wound, then sprinkled medicine powder on it and bandaged it, rolling her eyes at the same time.

"In the city, the only open space is the park, right? But what are you thinking about here? Are you thinking about how to die in a more beautiful way when the explosion happens?"

"I was trying to prevent anyone else from breaking in. I didn't know when the bomb would explode, so I could only use this stupid method and watch from where I was."

After bandaging him, Haibara Ai checked the rest of his body again. Making sure there were no other wounds, she put away the medicine box, took off her coat, put it on the ground, and sat down.

"Hey, hey, why don't you leave? The bomb might explode at any time." Conan held the lollipop and stared at her with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"In order to collect the body for a certain stupid detective, you will be crushed to dust with a 'snap' sound. I need to see clearly where your limbs are blown off, otherwise I may not be able to collect a complete body."

Haibara Ai sat down on her coat and hugged her knees.

Conan looked at her speechlessly.

After a long time, she couldn't stand Conan's gaze anymore and explained, "Okay, I'll help you watch. If an innocent person breaks in, two pairs of eyes will be able to see more clearly, right?"

Pulling out her phone and checking it, she showed Conan the time on the lock screen: "We have about four and a half minutes to retreat. The bomb will explode in about five minutes."

Conan looked at her in surprise: "How did you know?"

"Do your own reasoning, great detective."

She curled her lips, and felt much better when she saw his silly look.

What a willful lady...

Conan couldn't help but feel ashamed.

But he still chose to believe what she said and waited for time to pass bit by bit.

"From what you know about Grenfiddich, is he the type to attack members of the organization?"

Huihara Ai shook her head: "Although he has a bad relationship with Gin and sometimes threatens to throw bombs near Gin, I have never heard of any member of the organization dying at his hands."

Conan looked up at the Rice Flower Restaurant. The toilet where the explosion occurred was still emitting wisps of black smoke.

There was no reason for Glenfiddich to plot against the man who called himself Tequila on the phone, so who planted the bomb?

There may be a serious case hidden in the new work launch conference of Mantiantang.

As he thought about this, his expression gradually became serious.

But he didn't have long to brainstorm before the detective badge on his chest reacted.

"If you want to know, I'm at the Rice Flower Restaurant now."

It was Chiyoko. He had been in the channel the entire time, but felt he couldn't get a word in, so he didn't speak until now.

"I just came out to buy some snacks on the weekend, and I heard an explosion downstairs. I opened my detective badge and heard your conversation."

He was also a little helpless.

"Chiyo, you're nearby? That's great!" Conan was surprised. He just thought of another possibility of this incident.

"Try to remind the uncle that the suitcase of the man who was killed in the toilet was not his own. He exchanged the number plate with someone else and used this method to conduct some kind of illegal transaction. The bomb must be related to the unknown trader, and that person is among the three people we met on the way..."

Chiyoko stopped Conan from chattering. He just came to buy snacks and really didn't want to make a cameo appearance as the sleeping Kogoro, and besides, the case had been solved.

"The criminal is the one called Takeshita, right?"

"Ah?" Conan was stunned. He hadn't even started investigating yet, so how did he identify the criminal?

"I saw the future again," Chiyoko said incoherently, seeming to be eating something, "The guy named Takeshita was arrested by the police."

"Well, I haven't even started reasoning yet. How did they solve the case?"

Conan imagined the scene where Kogoro Mori showed his great power and caught the real murderer, and he couldn't help shaking his head, throwing this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

"It was a blond, dark-skinned detective named Toru Amuro. He seemed to be working nearby and came over when he heard the noise."

Chiyoko relayed what she saw to him: "He only heard a few words from Ms. Maori, but he was able to deduce the whole case. He's quite impressive. I think he's better than you."

Conan laughed.

Are this guy’s predictions reliable? How could he not have heard of such a powerful guy?

"Oh, the prophecy came true. I just saw that man coming up from downstairs."

"He was asking what happened at the scene, and then he pulled out a business card, and waited for me to change the angle to see what it said...Amuro Detective Agency."

With a "gulp", Chiyoko swallowed the food in her mouth and took a sip of the drink.

"He walked around the front desk and seemed to be asking the teller questions. His voice was too quiet for me to hear, but it was probably about the details of picking up the package."

"He's back again, chatting with your Miss Maori."

"He asked Miss Maori if anything unusual happened while she was queuing, like someone cutting in line or something like that."

"Ms. Maori said yes, it seems that three office workers with similar suitcases have lined up in front of them."

"The detective asked Miss Maori for her number again, and Miss Maori showed him her number plate."

"Ah, case solved."

After finishing the last bit of her drink and throwing away the trash, Chiyoko suddenly said this.

A huge question mark appeared above Conan's head.

?

What the hell solved the case?

He was in the queue himself, so he had an impression of this anomaly. Where did this Toru Amuro come from? Why did it seem like he was holding the answers and filling them out here?

But it's always a good thing that the murderer was caught.

"It's time to go." Haibara Ai reminded and stood up first.

Conan nodded in understanding, and when he stood up he helped her pick up her coat.

The two confirmed again that there was no one else around and left the forest park.

Shortly after they left, the strawberry lollipop began to strangely spontaneously combust, and then suddenly ignited into a fireball like popcorn, bursting out with extremely high heat.

Bang! !

Fortunately, there were no flammable materials in the open space and it was spacious enough, so the fire did not spread to the plants.

Not long after, the explosion subsided, leaving only the devastated surface.

At the same time, at the Rice Flower Restaurant, Mantiantang’s new work launch event was held.

After watching the police take away Takeshita, who had planted the bomb, Toru Amuro prepared to leave through the employee passage in a very low-key manner.

"Bourbon?"

Glenfiddich leaned against a corner of the stairwell, poured a handful of candy into his hands, stuffed it into his mouth, and looked at Toru Amuro with interest.

Toru Amuro stopped and looked at him calmly.

At the same time, I was secretly thinking about the situation of Mr. Idea.

"You ever met me?"

Unfortunately, Glenfiddich was very observant and reacted greatly to his gaze.

His narrow eyes narrowed, flashing a dangerous light.

"When you look at me, your mindset is not to find similarities, but to find differences, so it should not be that you have seen my photos."

"It's more about 'distinguishing' than 'identifying'. You are distinguishing me from someone else."

He chuckled softly, as if he saw something funny.

"You met someone who looked like me."

He was so sure.

Toru Amuro was secretly shocked, but his face remained calm.

The young undercover agent had solid basic skills. He didn't react and didn't intend to say anything.

Doing more at this time will lead to more mistakes.

"How similar is it?"

Glenfiddich took out his cell phone and pressed a few buttons. Soon, Toru Amuro felt a powerful explosion outside.

Looking at the direction, it is the forest park next to the Mihua Hotel.

Really unscrupulous...

Toru Amuro's heart sank, the possibility of Glenfiddich being replaced was reduced again.

"It just feels familiar. I have seen someone who looks like you."

Bourbon laughed, his eyes as sharp as a hawk staring at its prey.

"That's a nasty fellow."

Gryffindor raised his eyebrows. "I guess you're not very popular with Gin?"

"Your accent is too similar to that woman's. Didn't he shoot you?"

That woman?

Belmode?

What does Gin have to do with her...

Toru Amuro guessed quietly and wrote down the information.

Glenfiddich seemed to have reached the end of his excitement. He poured out another handful of candy, ate it, and then licked his lips with satisfaction.

He turned around and walked downstairs without any reluctance, leaving only one sentence echoing in the empty stairwell.

"Give Rum my regards."

Toru Amuro watched him disappear from his sight, his eyes dark and unclear, and no one knew what he was thinking.