Conan: Goodbye, Brewery, I'm running away

After leaving, Akikawa Sarana did not return to the banquet hall. She went into the women's bathroom with the poisoned grape juice in her hand.

Looking at her palm which had turned red after being splashed with grape juice, Sarina leaned over to the cup and sniffed it carefully. From the light aroma of grape juice, she smelled a faint smell of cyanide. "So it's cyanide. In this case, I can't just dispose of this cup of juice casually."

She originally wanted to flush it down the toilet, but that might cause some pollution...

Akikawa Sarana looked around and found some opaque, thick-looking plastic bags and some toilet paper in the cabinet under the sink.

She took out two rolls of toilet paper, put them in a plastic bag, and then poured the grape juice in the cup onto the rolls of toilet paper, allowing the absorbent toilet paper to absorb all the grape juice. She then put the cup into the plastic bag, which looked fairly thick. Just in case, she took another bag and put another layer on it.

After simply dealing with the poisonous grape juice, Akikawa Sarana walked out of the bathroom carrying the plastic bag that she had tied tightly.

Seeing that Jinpei Matsuda, who was originally standing at the elevator, was no longer there, Akikawa Sarina raised her eyebrows slightly. It was just right that she didn't have to change floors to take the elevator.

Everything that needed to be done in the banquet hall had been done. It wouldn't delay anything for her to deal with the poison in her hand and come back later, and it would also save her from being bored and dazed in the banquet hall.

Entering the elevator, Akikawa Sarana pressed the elevator button for the first floor with the hand that was not stained with juice.

In order to avoid contaminating the bathroom, she had not washed her hands just now. Now she was holding the bag of poison with the hand that was stained with poison to prevent her hand from touching anything.

But the elevator stopped when it reached the 11th floor.

Akikawa Sarana looked at the opened elevator door. When she saw the person at the door, she was stunned. Shouldn't this child be on the 16th floor now? Why is he here?

Conan, who had just checked the 11th floor again, which he felt was a little strange, saw the elevator door open in front of him. He originally did not intend to go in, but after seeing that the person standing inside was Akikawa Sarina, whom he was a little curious about before, he changed his original idea.

Edogawa Conan walked into the elevator. He smiled and greeted Akikawa Sarina, "Good evening, Akikawa sister. What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet Akikawa sister here."

Akikawa Sarina also nodded to Conan, "Good evening, Conan-kun."

The elevator door closed automatically, and Edogawa Conan looked at the elevator button and it was the first floor.

"Are you leaving, Sister Qiuchuan?"

As he spoke, he also noticed the opaque bag in Akikawa Sarana's hand. The bag looked a bit like a garbage bag. What was in it?

Noticing that Conan was looking at the bag in her hand, Akikawa Sarana made up a story: "Well, dirty clothes."

Then her cold eyes fell on Conan, who didn't press the floor button, "Why are you following me?"

Conan looked up and smiled at Akikawa Sarina, as if he was acting coquettishly.

To be honest, if this kid was a little older, like a junior high school student, his smile would look a bit greasy. But...he now looks like an elementary school student, so this smile looks very cute.

Seeing that he was obviously trying to get away with being cute, Akikawa Sarana felt a little helpless. But she didn't ask him about his purpose in following her, after all, this was also a way to get along well with Conan.

When the elevator door opened again, we were already on the first floor. Although it was already night, the number of people outside the building increased instead of decreased.

The people outside were all journalists and fans of Kaito Kid who had not received an invitation and could not go to the banquet hall upstairs. There were also people who had left the art exhibition hall before and also did not receive an invitation. In short, the composition of the personnel was very complicated.

Glancing at the surging crowd outside, Akikawa Sarina was silent for a moment, then looked down at Conan who was following her, "If you want to follow me, follow me closely and don't run around."

No matter how old he really is, he is at least an elementary school student outside, and she can't let such a young child go out alone.

When Edogawa Conan heard Akikawa Sarina's instructions, he responded in a child's soft voice: "Hi~"

After saying that, he smiled at Akikawa Sarina in a cute way, which was his usual way of acting cute.

Of course, he was also very obedient and followed Sarina's footsteps closely.

There is an exclusive passage for those with invitation letters. There were so many people outside the building, and Akikawa Sarina would definitely not bring a child to squeeze into the crowd, not to mention that she was holding a bag of "poison" in her hand. She took Conan directly out of the building through the exclusive passage.

Walking to her car, Akikawa Sarana took out the car keys with her clean hand and opened the trunk.

Conan Edogawa saw Akikawa Sarina put the bag in her hand into an empty plastic box in the trunk of the car. He asked, "Akikawa sister, are you going to take the poison away?"

Akikawa Sarina glanced at Conan. She was not surprised. "You found out."

As she spoke, she took out a small box with one hand, opened it, and took out an opaque bottle from it. She hovered her hand over the box where the plastic bag had just been placed, and then used the liquid in the bottle to start washing her left hand that was stained with poison.

Seeing the box she took out again and her skillful movements, something flashed quickly in Edogawa Conan's eyes, "Yes, although Sister Akikawa obviously didn't let me get close to the bag you were carrying in the elevator just now, I still smelled a hint of cyanide."

He made a little gesture.

Akikawa Sarina glanced at Conan sideways, "Your nose is quite pointy."

"Did someone drug you, Sister Qiuchuan?"

Conan looked at Sarina with obvious worry in his eyes.

"Ah."

"Sister Qiuchuan, do you know who the criminal is?" He said this in affirmation.

"Ah."

Hearing her hum again, Conan became a little anxious, "Then why don't you tell the police?"

Sarina looked at her left hand and used two bottles of solvent to make sure the remaining poison was washed away. "There is no evidence. The person ran away. Please wait until next time."

As she spoke, she took out another bottle of water. It was difficult to unscrew the cap with one hand, so she handed it to Conan and said, "Open it for me, thank you."

Although it has been rinsed clean with solvent, it would be better to wash it again with clean water. Her physical condition is not good, and she is already feeling uncomfortable after just a little bit of poisonous grape juice.

Conan took the bottle of water that Akikawa Sarana handed to him, unscrewed the cap and handed it to her.

"Sister Qiuchuan, who was the criminal who poisoned you?"

Akikawa Sarana said more this time than before, "My former colleague from the company was found to have embezzled company funds. I fired him and gave him a deadline to return the money. He must have been desperate."

After pouring the entire bottle of water on her hands, Sarina threw the bottle into the box and closed the plastic box, planning to deal with the things inside after returning home tonight.

After doing this, she looked at Conan, "Anything else you want to ask, Detective?"

This time, Conan did not deny Sarina's address to him as Mr. Detective. He asked again, "Akikawa-sister, will you call the police later?"

"Of course it will."

Akikawa Sarana raised her eyebrows slightly. "Since he attacked me and wanted to kill me, he definitely doesn't intend to return the public funds. I will notify the company's legal department later. It is likely that they will have to work overtime tonight."

She was not in a good mood when facing these people.