One morning a week later. Ｘ

Mitsuhiko: "What, Ayumi said you saw it?"

Yuantai: "That's terrible, let's call the police quickly, or he'll set fire to other places again." ”

Conan nodded: "What Yuan Tai said is right, it is estimated that the few fires that have occurred in Tokyo recently were set by this person." By the way, Ayumi, did you see what that person looked like?"

Ayumi nodded affirmatively: "I see it." ”

Gray Yuan looked at the night as if he was thinking: "What, what do you think?"

Ye nodded solemnly: "This kind of thing is not urgent, so what class are we going to take, let's arrest it and go to the police station." ”

Forehead. Gray Yuan looked at him with a black line, obviously he didn't want to go to class.

The night is just doing it, it's really like running.

Kobayashi Orange: "What are you doing! Where do you want to run, hurry up and come back to class for me!" As soon as I entered the door, I saw this little ghost in the night rushing to go out, this is going to class, and I want to go out, just think about it a little, I know that this thing probably doesn't want to go to class.

A vigorous escape plan that said go and left crashed before it even began.

After school in the afternoon, several people did not go home from school, but went directly to the police station.

When I got to the police station, I explained the situation, and this kind of thing was supposed to be handed over to a professional painter, but which painter happened to be sick today, and there was no way to come, so... The one who received them and took on the painting work became Miwako Sato.

Night's eyes widened, looking at Miwako Sato, who was holding a picture book in front of her, as if she had discovered a new continent. When will she be able to paint, just like her, she will be able to deal with criminals, so violent, that's the material for a paintbrush.

"Aunt Miwako, do you really know how to draw?"

Miwako Sato's face flushed, "I think it's okay, I've painted before." Also, I'm not married, so I don't need to be called Auntie. ”

Ye nodded, I really couldn't think of it, and I really painted: "Well, I know, Auntie." ”

Miwako Sato looked at him helplessly, this kid definitely did it on purpose. Ignoring the night, he looked at Ayumi in front of him, "Then Ayumi, let's start, what does that person look like, what clothes were wearing at that time." ”

Ayumi looked up, biting her fingers, slowly recalling what had happened last night. "I remember I was in front of the capsule toy machine, and then a man in a green trench coat walked out of the dark alley. His hair is a little long, almost up to the shoulder, he looks a bit like a fox, his eyes are still hanging up, his complexion, well, it should be a little dark, and there is a special smell on his body, which feels stinky. By the way, he had a hat on his head and leather gloves on his hands, and the light was dim at the time, and the color was supposed to be black. ”

When Ayumi first began to describe, Miwako Sato began to draw on the paper, and the expression was very serious. By the time Ayumi finished speaking, she had just finished drawing.

The book is reversed.,The portrait is a person who is not like a person, a ghost is not a ghost.。

Miwako Sato: "Well, Ayumi don't look like this." ”

Ayumi was unceremonious, and shook her head dryly: "It's not like it at all." ”

Yuantai: "You're really inferior to painting." ”

Mitsuhiko: "yes, it's no different from a child's graffiti. ”

Gray Yuan also nodded, mending the knife, "Is there really no one else besides you?"

At the end of the night, "I didn't really draw in elementary school." ”

Miwako Sato was stunned for a moment, her eyes turned into beanie eyes, and then she retorted vigorously: "I don't want to do this either, who made the painter just get sick today." ”

Takagi happened to come over at this time and took Miwako Sato's painting book, "Hehe, even if there is really no one, I'm afraid we won't be able to show this painting of yours to the investigators." ”

Shiratori also came up to join in the fun, and commented on the painting very wittily: "This painting, according to the surrealist school, is not bad." ”

Miwako Sato was very unconvinced: "What? Why don't you two paint instead of me?"

The two of them immediately lost their lively demeanor, and hurriedly excused themselves.

Takagi: "I don't need to look at any of them, I don't know anything about drawing." ”

Shiratori: "I'm only impressionistic, this kind of thing doesn't suit me." "After saying that, he pulled his legs and left.

Takagi: "Hey, Officer Shiratori... It's really fast. "Now that he is still in the same place, it feels really embarrassing to be stared at by Miwako Sato alone. "Ahaha, which, isn't it actually that the arsonist hasn't been determined yet? ”

As soon as these words were spoken, Ayumi, Motota, and Mitsuhiko looked at him with hostility.

Mitsuhiko: "Don't you believe Ayumi?"

Yuantai: "Don't underestimate us just because we're children. ”

Takagi: "But Ayumi didn't personally see that man set the fire." ”

Conan: "I guess there's no mistake. On a hot day, he was wearing a long fur coat, leather gloves on his hands, and a hat on his head, and the stench on his body must have been emitted by gasoline. Such a suspicious person, if he is not a murderer, it really doesn't make sense. ”

Takagi was dumbfounded by Conan's reasoning.

Miwako Sato: "Well, I don't have anything to say." In that case, I'll go to the place where Ayumi met that suspicious man and conduct an on-site investigation. ”

As soon as he heard that he was going out, Shiratori immediately ran back: "Do you want to conduct an on-site investigation? ”

Miwako Sato smiled: "No, I have to go around to other places and just drive my own car." ”

Takagi: "Is there anything wrong with Officer Sato?"

Shiratori: "It's probably your birthday?" ”

Miwako Sato: "No, it's the opposite. ”

Quite the opposite? Shiratori and Takagi didn't understand this answer for a while.

Out of concern, Shiratori also drove the car and followed Miwako Sato's car. Takagi also sat down cheekily, and both of them were very concerned about Officer Sato's affairs.

Miwako Sato drove around for a long time, and finally stopped at the intersection of a branch road, took out the bouquet that had been prepared a long time ago, put it on the side of the intersection, folded her hands, closed her eyes, and prayed quietly.

Looking at Miwako Sato's posture at night, plus what she said before, she shouldn't really pay tribute to anyone. Contrary to birthdays, that's not a death day.

Also seeing this scene are Shiratori and Takagi.

Shiratori, who was far away, suddenly clapped his hands violently: "I remember, today is the death day of Miwako Sato's father, Sheriff Justice Sato!"