Rice Flower Town, Teidan Elementary School.

"There is still no commission today, why do you live so safely and peacefully every day."

Motota complained about the boredom after school, and didn't seem to notice that he had repeated this sentence many times.

"It's a holiday tomorrow, or let's go play baseball!"

In big cities such as Tokyo and Osaka Prefecture, there are many citizen parks, and a small plot of land is enclosed to create a park for children to play on a daily basis.

The larger park is also planted with ornamental cherry blossoms, which are used as a place for citizens to go on a picnic in the spring when the spring flowers are in full bloom.

Baseball, a sport with minimal field requirements, is a perfect complement to Tokyo's many small parks.

"Yay!"

"I'm okay with that." Conan's favorite sport is football, but he doesn't have a problem playing baseball.

After all, baseball is the number one ball in Japan, and boys can play it more or less, but of course, like those bad men, it may not be baseball if they use a bat.

"Gray Yuan-san, aren't you going?"

"I'm not going, I have a little thing to do tomorrow."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"There's a writer I think is pretty good for a book signing, and I'm going to go there." Gray Yuan had read the book written by the author of the signing, but she was not too interested in mystery works.

It's just that this work is not just for herself.

"What kind of writer's signing is it?"

"Is it jumping?!"

"Stupid, that's a cartoonist."

Gray Yuan Wai shook his head and said in an adult's tone, "It's a salesman. ”

The other children didn't ask much about the writer that Gray Yuan said about him, but just showed the curiosity he should have as a child.

Only Conan's face suddenly became like a ghost: "Crying in the coffin? ”

"You read his books too? Also, as a matter of course. ”

For the book written by Conan who can read the cry in the coffin, Gray Yuan Wai thinks there is nothing strange, and the detective looks at the reasoning like a housewife watching "The Cold and Warm World", there is nothing to be surprised about.

"Ah, ah, ah, yes, I read his books too."

Looking at Conan's resentful face and resentful voice, Gray Yuan then asked, "Are you going to tomorrow's signing party?" ”

"Don't go!"

"Oh?" Gray Yuan looked at Conan with suspicious eyes, "I always feel as if there is something inside. ”

“……”

"You wouldn't know the teacher who wrote the reasoning, and considering your father was a well-known reasoning artist, it wasn't impossible."

Faced with Gray Yuan's speculation, Conan was silent for a while before saying, "Anyway, you will know if you go to the scene tomorrow." ”

Conan also played a little bad at this time, but unfortunately he couldn't go to the scene in person tomorrow to see Gray Yuan's frightened expression.

"Oh~"

When Conan returned home, he saw Mori Kogoro sitting sullenly in a chair.

Kogoro Mori would often be sullen from time to time, just as he would always be happy after drinking from time to time.

I don't know what happened this time to make Mori Kogoro unhappy.

Without waiting for Mori Lan to ask, Mori Kogoro had already said to himself: "I really let that annoying Mito imp guess correctly, the murderer is indeed the university professor." ”

"Because of having a relationship with Kimiko Hakuba, it turned out that Kimiko Hakuba used this as a lever to blackmail and ask for a superior position to replace the original partner or something, and there is really nothing new."

"Moreover, the professor actually said that it has nothing to do with Journey to the West, it's really ......"

Kogoro Mori put his hands behind his head and his legs on the table, looking very unhappy.

Hey, hey, hey, it's not a guess at all, it's a matter of reasoning. Edogawa Conan looked at Maori Kogoro speechlessly, and didn't know what to say about Maori Kogoro's double standard.

If this had been deduced by him 'himself', he would have had his tail cocked to the sky now, and he would happily drag himself out for a meal.

Wait a minute, if you think about it like this, it seems like a loss, and you can take the opportunity to eat a meal.

Looking at the back of Maori Kogoro's neck, Edogawa Conan decided that he would never be half a beat slower in the future, and he must prick the anesthetic needle fast and hard.

Maori Kogoro suddenly turned his head and looked at Conan: "Hey, little ghost, do you have anything to do tomorrow?" ”

"I need to play baseball with my buddies tomorrow morning."

"Oh! That is, there is no such thing. Mori Kogoro was planning for Conan on his own, "Then come with me to Chiyoda Ward tomorrow afternoon." ”

"What are you going to do there?"

"I have a writer who is going to hold a book signing tomorrow and take you to a long time to see."

"I don't want ......"

Signing meetings, writer friends, etc., he has seen too much since he was a child, and: "The writer friends you are talking about can't be teenagers, right?" ”

"Huh? How can it be? Would I be friends with an imp of that age? Maori Kogoro waved his hand, "It's an old writer who has been famous for a long time, you know, "Zodiac Murder Mystery Case" is what he wrote. ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Daigo."

Also, Conan grinned, thinking about it, it couldn't be the guy from Mito, Maori Kogoro was still itching with hatred just now, how could it be that in the blink of an eye, Mito Moon is a good friend of Kogoro's New Year's friend.

………………

The process of the signing meeting is very simple, no more than the entry, warm-up, speech, interaction, performance, and group photo of idol stars...... Such a complex process.

All Mito needed to do was sit there and sign, and even the opening remarks and other things just had to be read from the script.

is not a singer or a politician who loves to shake dew, nor is he a politician who pulls votes, and he has a lot less work to do in the open, after all, works are better at speaking than people.

Sell books and sign them directly, let alone take a group photo, and even the handshake link can be omitted.

Besides, although there are card cameras in this era, there is no convenience for smartphones after all.

After all, most of the writers in this group can only be said to be ordinary, so those who are handsome should give up writing as soon as possible.

But Mito Moon is an outlier.

"It doesn't look like a book writer at all."

Nabe Shion can only comment on Mito Moon like this.

"Editor Nabe, what did you just say?"

"Ah, I mean, Mito-sensei, your signing session is from nine o'clock in the morning to half past eleven, with a break until one o'clock in between, and then until four o'clock in the afternoon, what do you think of this schedule?"

"No problem, I've already read all the precautions."

"Well, it may seem simple, but it's actually a physical task that shouldn't be underestimated, Mito-sensei." Nabe Shion continued at this time, "There is another special piece of news. ”

"What's the news?"

"On Wenchun's side, there is also a writer who happens to hold a book signing meeting at the same place on the same day......