Chapter Twenty-Eight: The So-called Photographs Are Not Easy to Distinguish

On the bookcase, on the bottom layer, there are neatly stacked photo albums.

For the part of the back seal, an English number is written respectively, which is arranged in order, from one to hundred.

The Junior Detective Corps just pulled out the photo album with the number one at the end, and opened it with relish.

Most of the photos in the collection are landscapes, and the faint human figure is visible, so it is obvious that the shooting location was from abroad.

Although it has been more than ten years, because of the good storage, each photo seems to have been taken not long ago, and the people in the photo look brilliant and clearly visible, making people feel like they are there.

That's the situation for the trio right now.

Their eyes lit up, and they shook their heads and judged.

"Is this an excerpt from a movie? That's cool! I'm going to have to see this movie that looks even more domineering than Gomerra!"

"This explosion technology is really amazing! It's just like the real thing! The momentum is really huge! I even saw the US special police!"

"They seem to be chasing someone! Do you think if I help them catch the murderer, will the police treat me to eel rice?"

Well, needless to say, the last one must have been said by Yuantai.

Conan listened to the discussion of the three guys with a black line on his face, but he was unimpressed.

Hmph, isn't it just a movie? Isn't it just a little better special effects? When he was a kid, his dad took him to Los Angeles...... Hey, what's wrong, this explosion scene, the table of the crowd next to him, what news does he seem to have seen?

Conan's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly took out his phone to search for news.

However, just after typing a katakana, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and one word was spit out word by word: "Silver-devil." ”

This sentence was naturally said by Gray Yuan, and she frowned slightly at this time, thoughtful, obviously reminiscing about the news of the English word she had just said.

Conan was stunned for a moment: "You mean the number one terrorist in the United States?"

"Yes. I was also interfered with once in the school I attended in the United States, and since that time, I have taken a different interest in this mystic, and I have investigated some of his affairs. Gray Yuan glanced at Conan and nodded silently, "The first time he committed a crime, it was thirteen years ago. ”

She half-crouched down, leaned next to Ayumi, and gently tapped a photo with a small note written on the bottom to express the date and date, the photo on the top left a faint trace of time, and the faint smell of gunsmoke still lingered, as if singing the glory of a certain building.

Unfortunately, thirteen years ago, it was destroyed.

Conan's expression was also a little solemn: "Well, I happened to be traveling to the United States with my parents at that time, and it happened to be in that shopping mall, after hearing a strange announcement, the building exploded from top to bottom, and I still remember the panic and fear at the scene, but fortunately there were no casualties as soon as possible." ”

"The history of the Silver-devil's crime has never left a single person's blood. Gray Yuan nodded approvingly, "Every time before committing a crime, he not only called the special police to ask them to do their best to rescue, but also announced the announcement in the building to evacuate the crowd, and then carried out a bombardment, which seemed to be just an interest." ”

"Yes, and every time I change the trick to blow up, sometimes I play with submarine bombs in the water, sometimes I play with explosion fireworks in the sky, and sometimes I help blast abandoned buildings, just like a naughty child, just looking for a place to show off my might...... Huh?"

Conan spread his hands and looked very helpless, but in the end, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Silver-devil?

"I just came back from studying in the United States half a year ago ...... the United States.

"I'm a big fan of some dangerous inventions!"

"I'm not a minor! I'm twenty-three years old, okay!"

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched violently, and he had an urge to roll his eyes, and his body gradually stiffened, and his neck turned as if he hadn't been smeared with engine oil, and looked at Kurosawa Silver with a pale expression, his face full of disbelief.

Gray Yuan frowned slightly, and then figured out the name of Silver-devil, looked at the young detective group that was still gathered together with relish, looked at the last row of albums on the bookshelf, and finally cast his eyes on Kurosawa Gin, his eyes were full of brilliance.

Kurosawa Gin, well, he already had a strange expression that can't be described in words.

To be seen, to be seen, to be seen......

Clips of photos of him that made headlines after committing the crime were seen......

If the photo of the crime is seen by a group of elementary school students, will it be scolded for teaching bad children......

Conan and Gray Yuan saw it, and if Agasa-sensei knew, he would definitely blame him for not doing his job......

So it's amazing that you have nothing to do and collect these photos as a record of his growth!

"No, it shouldn't be. Just when Kurosawa Silver had a feeling of being loveless, Conan suddenly frowned and retorted to himself, "Thirteen years ago, Kurosawa was only ten years old, and it was impossible for Kurosawa to commit the crime of explosion. ”

"Silver-devil has no accomplices, all the plans are committed alone, even the bomb is handmade by himself, a ten-year-old child, it is indeed impossible to do such an unbelievable thing. Gray Yuan added.

"Well, I think so, petty theft Kurosawa may do it, but horror blasting...... Forget it. Conan glanced at Kurosawa Silver and nodded sympathetically, "Besides, Silver-devil is said to have silver pupils and likes to wear black and white clothes while maintaining mysticism, so Kurosawa......?"

Kurosawa felt a visibly bruise in his head.

Well, he didn't have his identity revealed, and he felt lucky.

However, how does it feel that he wants to be exposed more now......

Edogawa Conan! What do you mean by "Kurosawa"! You are clearly contemptuous! Discrimination!

He's America's number one terrorist! He's the Silver-devil!

What does it mean that a ten-year-old child can't sin? He was successful at the age of six!

One of the simplest and easiest time bombs, he can definitely do it if he scrapes it together!

Kurosawa Gin, who was despised, glared at Conan fiercely, wanting to tell the truth and slap him in the face, but when the words came to his mouth, he finally swallowed it again, just snorted coldly, and turned his head unhappily and ignored Conan.

Conan didn't want Kurosawa to reason with him, but reasoned to himself: "If Kurosawa is really a Silver-devil, it is impossible for him to be so narcissistic and conceited to post this kind of photo in the album and organize it, it is nothing to do." ”

"There was a faint hint of lipstick on the note with the date and a small essay next to the photo, so it was a woman who put the photo in the album, and it was most likely Kurosawa's sister, and it was clear from the text that she loved Silver-devil. ”

"Kurosawa's sister's face has the characteristics of a Westerner, presumably American, although Silver-devil is a criminal, but his unique criminal methods have attracted a lot of male and female fans, I think Kurosawa's sister is also one of them, even a fanatical fan, so I collected so many photos of his crimes. ”

"Gray Plains, you say, am I right?"

Conan tried to triumphantly analyze his reasoning with others, but no one responded.

He frowned slightly, looked around, only to find that the trio were still chattering in a low voice, and Gray Hara buckled his chin and muttered vague words such as bombardment, mysticism, black and white, and gypsy, and he didn't know what he thought of, Kurosawa Gingami stared out the window and looked at the scenery with straight eyes, but he didn't look at him.

Conan, who was ignored, suddenly felt that he had been hit directly by an arrow in the knee.