Shiraishi didn't know what Belmode was thinking. He glanced at Belmode's hand on his face, and suddenly felt that it was also very beautiful.

However, without waiting to take a few more looks, Belmode took his hand away.

She glanced out the window and said that she had a bad feeling that the FBI group might be looking for fault, so she packed up her things and left the building.

Toru Amuro also walked to the window vigilantly, hid behind the curtain and looked out, and by the way, while facing away from Matsuda, he secretly glanced at his phone.

There was no one outside the window, and there was no message from his subordinates on his phone.

Belmode's instincts, it seems, are not very good.

He returned to the coffee table, glanced at Matsuda, who had failed in disguise, and felt the change on his face: "If you don't want to be noticed by the FBI, I'll take it off."

"No, you don't." Shiraishi didn't think it was a big problem.

It's not time for the FBI yet. Even if they had a whim, ran around, and accidentally ran into themselves and Amuro. Since the FBI has not submitted the relevant application, now they can only investigate secretly, and it is illegal to shoot and arrest people.

In other words, if the FBI dares to do it, it is likely that the police will be caught red-handed on the way to arrest the two of them.

Toru Amuro seems to have a similar idea.

He just felt that Matsuda seemed to mind being targeted, so he made this suggestion.

After Belmode's visit, Matsuda suddenly became very talkative, not at all as stubborn as he had just been.

Amuro felt more and more that he had guessed correctly, and Matsuda must have made that request in order to trick Belmode into coming.

This kind of relationship continues to develop, and one day, he will suddenly be killed by her inexplicably like Belmode's former tool man

Amuro decided to try to reach Merlot and anonymously hand over a note.

That Merlot wasn't a good guy either, but it was better than Belmode with one more idiot grinder.

Sure enough, I didn't encounter any FBI along the way.

But the trip of the two was not smooth.

When they arrived at the port, they couldn't leave on time because of a fatality on the boat they had booked.

After inquiring about the situation, Amuro sighed, although he felt unlucky, but he was not too surprised.

It's not far from Tokyo, and it's getting late, so it's a waste of time to go back and come back the next day, so it's better to stay nearby.

However, there are a few small attractions nearby, and there is a festival tonight, and the nearby hotels are fully booked.

The two searched along the road for a while, and finally found a relatively old, but classically decorated hot spring hotel.

It was also fully booked, but when they inquired, the front desk received a call to cancel the reservation.

Through the phone, I can hear the faint siren on the other side, and I am probably an unlucky person who has been involved in a highway murder case or something.

So far, everything has gone well.

But when he entered the inner door and was about to walk through the hall to his room, Shiraishi looked at the few people sitting at the table in the hall, and his eyes froze.

It was a group of uncles and aunts in yukatas, and one of them was a long-faced uncle with a mustache who was touching the back of his head and laughing.

Of course, what stood out more was the high school girl next to him and a child with glasses.

As soon as Shiraishi turned his gaze, Conan raised his head sensitively.

The moment they looked at each other, Conan's expression froze, and he subconsciously took a step back and bumped into Mao Lilan behind.

So Mao Lilan also raised his head suspiciously, and when he saw Baishi, he was suddenly stunned.

Shiraishi gasped silently, put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out a pocket of special hypnotic bombs from the system backpack.

A hot spring inn, a festival nearby, a yukata, Moriran's face flushed and he looked like he had just come out of the hot spring, and Conan had just thrown a bloodstained ball of paper into the trash

Adding up several key points, Shiraishi instantly realized that if he was not mistaken, the circle of people sitting at the table were all members of the judo club, that is, Mori Kogoro's college classmates.

Although he had long been prepared to meet the protagonist group, according to Shiraishi's vision, the encounter should be on the island in the middle of the night, the island is narrow but the terrain is complex, and the trees are thick, so that he can sneak around people with night vision.

Instead of finding a random hotel on the side of the road as it is now, as soon as you step in, you will bump into the protagonist group and their high-force accomplice group. Even, Shiraishi vaguely remembered that there was an uncle inside who was a criminal policeman and had a gun on him.

Shiraishi touched the smooth surface of the hypnotic bomb and fell silent, feeling that he really should find a shrine to exorcise evil spirits.

As he thought about it, he felt Amuro turn his head sideways and glance warily at the hand he had put in his pocket, as if ready to stop him from pulling something out.

Except for the fact that Amuro will be forcibly lowered to a wave of wisdom when he encounters Akai Shu and become a boxing machine with only a sworn enemy in his eyes, he is more reliable at other times, and his observation is also online.

Although he didn't deliberately look at it, it was impossible for him not to pay attention to the lively table of people in the hall.

So, soon, Toru Amuro also found Conan and Moriran mixed in the crowd.

For a well-trained intelligence officer, every face he has seen should leave some impression, not to mention these two faces that he has always seen at the scene of a murder, and besides, according to his observations, Matsuda seems to know them.

By the way, in addition to black straight female high school students and glasses elementary school students, there is generally a tricky girl with short hair, who is very good at recognizing people's faces, and loves to stare at him and Matsuda's every move.

After looking around a little and finding that Sonoko Suzuki was gone, Amuro was a little more relaxed.

However, it always felt different from the friendly gaze before, and this time, the high school girl and elementary school student looked at it strangely.

The girl's eyes are both condemnation and entanglement, as if she is looking at a misguided criminal, which is okay, after all, Amuro himself can't help but look at Matsuda with this kind of eyes.

But that kid was weird.

He seemed frightened, but he had a sense of imminent arrest.

Could it be that Matsuda has been doing something recently and has been seen by that child

For a moment, Amuro didn't know whether to worry about his uneasy accomplice, or to be glad that he didn't kill the child.

But when following the line of sight of Maoliran and Conan, and looking at Matsuda again, the former mind overwhelmingly prevailed.

Matsuda's hand went into his pocket at some point.

Amuro was immediately alert.

He was very sure that Matsuda must be holding the bomb in his hand right now.

This made Amuro a little confused for a while, and this stern look could be that there was something wrong with the high school girl and the glasses kid

You'll have to check it out when you get back.

Of course, before that, the first step is to stop Matsuda first, to prevent this person from feeling in danger and then throwing bombs.