Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Kurokawa Keizawa glanced at the three people who were sneaking their heads over here and was speechless for a moment.

After he noticed these three people coming, he wanted to say, Conan doesn’t really think that if he gives Ai glasses, others won’t be able to recognize her, right?

Noticing his gaze, Rin also looked back at him speechlessly.

There is nothing he can do...

This guy really thinks wearing glasses is the same as disguise...

He really tried to persuade her, but it was no use!!

Kurokawa Keizawa held his forehead with his hand.

Forget it...

The current Conan has not grown into what he expected.

Hopefully Conan can grow up before his patience runs out.

Life without an opponent is boring.

"Mr. Kurokawa, let me confirm with you, have you spotted any suspicious people in the dark?"

Officer Takagi turned to him after recording Vermouth's confession.

Kurokawa Keizawa shook his head: "I'm sorry, my attention was focused on the slides at the time and I didn't see anyone suspicious."

"Oh, I see." Officer Takagi put away his notebook and reported to Officer Megure: "Officer, this lady and Mr. Kurokawa didn't find any suspicious people either."

Tarumi Naoya came up and said, "This is definitely an accident. The ring must have fallen into disrepair and happened to fall on the politician's head."

The businessman codenamed Pisk, whose real name is Kenzo Masuyama, interrupted: "Mr. Officer, you just said that someone called the police. Who is this person? Before you ask us, shouldn't you first introduce the person who called the police in detail? Maybe this person who called the police is the murderer."

Kurokawa Keizawa sighed inwardly.

Sometimes we should say that Pisk has brains, or that he has no brains.

It was known that someone had leaked the information of the organization and called the police. Instead of hiding and severing ties with the organization, they even wanted to investigate who reported the case.

Have you ever considered that the person who reported the case might be hiding somewhere at the scene, waiting for them to reveal their flaws?

It turns out that he is old and his thinking is not very flexible.

Or has it been so flattered by so many fake wines coming out of the wineries that it has lost the ability to think for itself?

Then it wasn't unfair for Gin to kill him.

He was not interested in rescuing a brainless guy.

Conan and his friends who were hiding under a table not far away overheard their conversation and began to have some doubts about Kenzo Masuyama.

But now there is no clear evidence pointing to Kenzo Masuyama, so he can only bury his doubts in his heart for the time being.

Rin also stood there, watching Conan being forcibly dragged away by Haibara Ai.

After Conan broke free, he took out a purple handkerchief and explained to Haibara Ai that he now had two clues.

Then the two of them came back to him again.

"Rinya, Huiyuan and I will go to the front desk to ask who are the people holding purple handkerchiefs here. Please help us check if there are any suspicious people at the scene."

Lin also nodded: "I know, I know."

He didn't intend to stop Haibara Ai from going out together.

After all, this attack is also part of the protagonist group's growth.

He couldn't let the protagonists lose the opportunity to grow just because someone might get hurt.

Deep inside the organization, Azeko is still looking forward to the future showdown with Conan with great interest.

What Aze likes most is to cultivate an opponent, to cultivate someone who can compete with him.

I think Aze must have had similar selfish motives when he trained him.

When he grew up, that guy would always send him a challenge letter from time to time, asking him to use his brainpower and time to solve the case.

However, it will indeed improve his abilities and prevent him from losing his judgment and making impulsive decisions when there is real danger.

Soon, amid the guests' condemnation, Inspector Megure ended the interrogation, relaxed his guard and prepared to let the guests go home on their own.

Vermouth held Kurokawa Keizawa's arm and whispered, "It seems that these policemen are still so useless. Uncle, please take me back later~"

"That's not necessarily true." Kurokawa Keizawa curled his lips and looked at the crowd rushing out desperately, and Officer Megure who answered the phone with a look of surprise.

"Huh?" Vermouth followed her uncle's gaze and saw that the fat police chief, as if he had received some instructions, was organizing the police officers around him to walk towards them.

Officer Takagi trotted over to them and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Kurokawa and Ms. Chris, the handkerchiefs in your hands are purple, right?"

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: "Yes, any problem?"

Officer Gao Mu smiled at them sheepishly and said, "I'm really sorry, but I'll have to ask you to interrogate me again."

Kurokawa Keisawa nodded to show his understanding, looked at Vermouth beside him, and relayed what Officer Takagi had just said in English.

Vermouth was dumbfounded at this point.

How on earth did my uncle know that these officers would keep them?

Even if my hearing is more acute than that of ordinary people due to the experiment, I shouldn't be able to hear the police officer's phone call in such a noisy environment, right?

"...Of course, I will cooperate with the interrogation." Although Vermouth was very surprised at this moment, her long-term vigilance allowed her to quickly come back to her senses and she responded to Kurokawa Keisawa's questions in English.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Please come this way." Officer Takagi extended his hand and led the two to the inner room.

Vermouth followed behind Officer Takagi and couldn't help but look at the person holding her arm.

After all these years, she still couldn't figure out what her uncle was trying to do.

He is so powerful that even my grandfather has to be wary of him, but he is still willing to serve under my grandfather. Why?

Or is he still looking for an opponent who can match him like a child before?

Just like how she was trained back then, in various aspects, gun skills, fighting, grappling...

Her uncle strictly required her to achieve the best in every aspect. At that time, he said that he hoped that she would become his rival when she grew up.

But so many years have passed, and not only her, but even the rising newcomer in the FBI, Shuichi Akai, is still no match for his uncle. Is there really someone who will be hostile to him as his uncle expects?

Vermouth couldn't figure this out.

But she could feel that her uncle was very patient at the moment.

Is it because of that child named Rinya?

According to the information Gin passed to his grandfather, his uncle was planning to train a so-called opponent just like he trained her.

It seems that the uncle is very optimistic about the child, so much so that the boy, who was previously so bored that he wanted to commit suicide because he had no opponents, has temporarily given up some excitement-seeking behaviors.

I already know how to write the reply letter to grandpa.

My uncle is still the same uncle, but my grandfather’s suspicion is getting worse and worse.

Of course, if Rin knew these words, he would definitely join Vermouth in complaining.

Jingze has only two hobbies since he was born: watching fun and fighting.

Especially for the former, it is not enough to just watch the play, one must personally participate in the writing of the script, and sometimes even jump in and act as an actor himself!