At 3:30 p.m., Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters.

In Hattori Heizou's office, Hattori Heizou stood in front of the window, looked at the building under construction opposite, and said softly:

"Toyama, are you saying that the suspect who recently picked up the serial murder case has finally appeared?"

"That's right. Hattori Hira was hiding beside him, and Toyama Ginjiro also looked at the new building opposite and replied, "...... According to eyewitnesses, it seems that the suspect appeared at the Osaka University Hospital, and I have already sent Officer Otaki there to investigate......"

"Really?"

Hattori Heizou nodded, and then suddenly asked, "I said old man, did you come to my office to find me just for this matter?"

"Of course not. Toyama Ginjiro shook his head, and then asked in a low voice, "Heizou, just now, when the staff was cleaning the abandoned floodway on the east side, they found a charred corpse......"

Before Enjiro Toyama finished speaking, Hattori Heizou's eyes suddenly opened, and after a few seconds, he slowly narrowed again: "...... Charred corpses...... Are you thinking about that serial murder case thirteen years ago?"

"Yes, for the past thirteen years, whenever I hear about charred corpses, I can't help but think of this case......" Ginjiro Toyama said softly, "...... Don't talk about me, Heizou, can you forget that case?"

"How is that possible?" Hattori Heizou shook his head, then reached out and nodded his forehead, "That's a whole five lives! Every time I think about this case, I feel like there are five unjust souls guarding here...... There's not a moment I don't want to bring the damned murderer to justice!"

"Hmm. Ginjiro Toyama nodded, "Me too." ”

......

It's past three o'clock in the afternoon, rice flower town.

Somewhere in a cemetery, Shuichi Akai sat in front of Akemi Miyano's tombstone, holding a can of coffee in his hand, drinking quietly.

There was a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, and Shuichi Akai gently shook the canned coffee in his hand and said softly, "...... Akemi, you know what? We're eyeing Belmode again. I accidentally let her go last time, and this time she can't escape......"

“...... Also, the other day I met a naughty little girl and almost thought she was your sister. But her hair color is wrong, and it's ......"

Akai Shuichi thought about what happened last weekend, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice:

“...... And she's so naughty! Your sister can't be so ...... to me."

Akai Xiu chattered, then raised his wrist to look at the time, drank the coffee in the jar in one gulp, and put the coffee can on the altar in front of the tombstone:

"I'm sorry, Akemi, I have to pick up my companion now, I have to leave, I have time to see you again. ”

After Akai Shuichi finished speaking, he stood up, and after walking a few steps with his hands in his pocket, he suddenly turned his head to look at the tombstone again, and said softly:

"Akemi, if you're here, can you throw me a coffee can?"

Akai Shu said a word, quietly looking at the coffee cans on the altar, and then a light breeze blew, and the bouquets in front of the tombstone rolled, but the coffee cans did not move.

After about ten seconds, Shuichi Akai pressed the hat on the door of his head, slowly turned around, and walked towards the outside of the cemetery......

......

It's early in the afternoon at four o'clock, Rice Flower Town.

Outside the bathroom of the Rice Flower Grand Theater, James hung up the phone and looked at his watch: "Really, Xiuyi said that there is a traffic jam on the road, and it will take half an hour to arrive, what should I do in this half an hour?"

James muttered, looked up at the crowd in the theater hall, and frowned, "...... Anyway, let's go out first! There are so many people here!"

James thought about it, walked briskly out of the theater hall, walked down the steps, looked around, and walked towards a nearby café.

James had only walked a few steps, and suddenly felt that the situation around him was wrong, and his eyes swept around, only to see a large number of reporters with cameras, microphones, and voice recorders squeezing up, surrounding him, and then asked a series of questions:

"Mr. Randy Hawke, how many days will you be in Japan this time?"

"You said in an interview before that all the work of the animal show has been handed over to Paul and Aini, so don't you worry about them coming to Japan this time?"

"There are people from the Animal Defenders Association who say that you train animals as an alternative abuse of animals, what do you think about that?"

"Regarding the donation of all the proceeds from the animal show, some people say that you are selling your reputation, what do you think?"

“......”

A group of reporters asked "Balabala", asking James with a confused expression:

"Randy Hawk?me?!"

MMP! You journalists are blind!

Randy Hawk: Does he have a slim body like me?

That guy is a lot fatter than me, okay?

......

It's been around four o'clock in the afternoon, in Rice Flower Town.

At the door of the Rice Flower Grand Theater, Shu Yunwen, Tsukamoto Shumei, Loriai, Conan and others walked out together.

A group of little ghosts were still excitedly discussing the previous wonderful performances, while Shu Yunwen pinched his chin with one hand and looked down at a certain Zhengtai beside him with some confusion: "It's weird! There are no dead people today...... It's not scientific!~"

When Shu Yunwen's words fell, a certain Zhengtai said "uh", looked up at Shu Yunwen and said, "Hey! What do you mean by this guy's eyes? Didn't I say it, I'm not the god of death!"

As Conan spoke, he felt a little aggrieved in his heart—

In other words, when Shu Yunwen said that there would be a death case today, he "accidentally" believed it, but now there is no accident!

Well...... Is this feeling a legendary disappointment?

A strange thought popped up in Conan's mind, and then he threw it out—no! This should be regretted! If I had known, we would have made a bet with Shu Yunwen's!

Conan was thinking wildly, and suddenly Dr. Asasa's voice came from the side:

"Look, the guy over there surrounded by reporters can't be Mr. Randy Hawke?"

Dr. Asasa finished speaking, and a group of little ghosts immediately looked at him in unison:

"Wow! He's surrounded by reporters, he's still a foreigner, it must be him!"

"That's right! Reporters shouldn't recognize the wrong person......"

“......”

As the little ghosts spoke, Shu Yunwen also followed everyone's gaze, and was slightly stunned: "No! This person is not Randy Hawke!"

"Hmm, how do you know?" Conan looked at Shu Yunwen strangely.

Shu Yunwen pouted, "I've seen Randy Hawke. He went to my office yesterday and he's a lot fatter than this guy......"

As Shu Yunwen spoke, he suddenly frowned, squinted, and couldn't help asking:

“...... Speaking of which, why does this person look so familiar? I always feel as if I have seen ...... somewhere."