"Before the crime, I saw a long line linking from the broken box to his private room.

"I suppose your plan should be like this: Fun Pavilion

"You killed the person in the private room in advance, hanging him out of the window and fixing the other end in your room.

"Then use another thread to connect the door to the hook.

"Make this little trap, you just need to enter your box while the others are dodging bullets, and then retrieve the fishing line.

"The door will be pulled by the corpse's gravity when you recycle the line, and the door will be closed.

"You should be able to find someone's body in the tunnel."

Officer Tamura froze.

has been undercover for so many years, and he has been helped solve the case by all kinds of people at the scene of the murder, but it is the first time that members of the organization have come to help.

Conan was also stunned, and the fact that the members of the organization made a cameo appearance as a detective had a huge impact on his young mind.

Is the threshold for the profession of detective so low?

What he couldn't accept the most was that Gin actually solved the case before him?

Although the other party saw the two lines in advance, the other party is not a professional detective!

Thinking about the incident of Sherlock Holmes fans not long ago, Conan suddenly fell into autism.

Seeing that the police around him didn't move, Gin raised his eyebrows, and lowered his tone by two points:

"Don't go yet!"

Officer Tamura didn't speak, but the police boys around him, as if they had received an order from their superiors, rushed out one by one.

Gin bit the cigarette butt, this feeling of commanding the enemy, slightly refreshing!

"Click, Click, Click"

The sound of taking pictures sounded suddenly from behind.

Gin turned around and found that Kaluwa and Tita had come to the corner without knowing when.

The mobile phones in the hands of the two of them, and the mobile phone that vibrated with gin, indicated what had just happened.

Kaluwa clapped unconsciously, "Kurosawa-kun, it's amazing!"

Gin's murderous eyes immediately cut over.

Kaluwa and Tita are just about to return to the boss when Gin is caught.

Mori, who had fallen into a sluggish reasoning since gin, seemed to finally recognize gin.

In the eyes of Conan, who almost had a heart attack, Maori slid in front of Gin:

"Brother Kurosawa, you're actually a detective too?!"

Gin:...... Can I kill him with one shot?

Seeing that Maori, who was dancing with his hands, was not directly killed by Gin, Conan fell into stupor again.

Is the world crazy, or is he crazy?

Could it be that the members of the organization are actually very good at talking?

Is it just that you used the wrong method before?

Then do you want to go up directly and make the other party surrender through your mouth?

Conan fell into deep thought.

The case is solved, and the train continues to move.

Although Gin exudes a temperament that wants to kill, Tita doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, and Kaluwa, who likes to die every day, successfully mingles with the Maori family.

The three of them drink and brag together, while the boss and Mao Lilan have a helpless expression of parents watching their children mess around.

There were only two people in the audience, so silent that they were not in the same world as the others:

Gin, and Conan stared at by Gin's death gaze.

To the relief of both of them at the same time, their next itinerary was different and they were "forced" to separate.

Hearing the news, Gin's movements to get off the car were much faster.

Conan got off the train and ducked straight to the side.

In Dr. Asasa's voice, he called Xiaolan, which probably meant that Conan was going to go back to play games with him, so he wouldn't go out with them.

Since he had met Gin, and the other party didn't seem to be as murderous as Baili, there was no reason for him to let go of the opportunity to track him.

Conan bowed slightly

head, glasses flashed a cold light.

Maybe he'll be able to touch the evil organization's lair this time!

Gin and his party looked very laid-back, first went to have breakfast together, then went to the supermarket, bought a lot of things, and then took a taxi to the station.

The expensive taxi fare made Conan's little pocket money start to ache faintly.

I should have known that I should have brought the black technology skateboard of doctoral research!

However, Conan also made a discovery.

He noticed that there was also a group of people who were also secretly following Gin.

The lame tracking behavior and the disguise that is about equal to zero reminded Conan of Wataru Takagi when he was on a mission.

Could it be that the Japanese public security has already targeted the Gin guys?

Conan deduced this news that shocked his spirits, and the whole person was in a lot of spirits, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

Perhaps, he had a pre-emptive option.

Find the Japanese public security to exchange information!

The premise is that he must be sure that the Japanese public security side is absolutely safe!

Gin had enough of the four of them in the city and got on the bus to the scenic spot.

Conan relied on his short appearance and didn't need to buy a ticket, so he secretly squeezed in.

He lowered the cap he bought from the mall, trying to reduce his presence, and pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation on the other side.

Tita looked at Conan a little speechlessly, obviously when he was below, he was tracking well, much better than the group of waste police.

Why don't you just ignore it as soon as you get in the car?

Did he think they were blind when he sat so close to them, or did Conan think he was short enough to blend into the gap in his seat and not notice at all?

Tita sighed, feeling that Xiao Zheng was too uncute.

Her hand moved involuntarily, trying to grab Conan and perform a simple but effective farewell ritual like the previous subjects.

But this little guy seems to have something to do with the boss's plan, and it's a toy that Baileys often carries around.

Tita sighed again, forget it, when Bailey is not interested in him in the future, let's make it back!

Tita gestures to the boss:

"Boss, do you want to dump that little ghost first?"

The boss and Gin studied the map, unilaterally discussed the next journey, and did not care about the extra tail, and replied through the code:

"Now, there's not much more, I don't care. But ......"

The boss smiled softly at Gin, like a parent who had just seen the joke and began to coax the child who was awkward in his heart:

"If Gin cares, we can find someone to teach him a lesson, it's easy."

Gin:? He had a bad premonition.

Ten minutes later, the moving car stopped.

Maori and Maorilan walked up, looked around, and saw the four of Gin.

"Brother Kurosawa, I didn't expect you to come too. Aren't you going to rent a car?"

Gin had a cold face and didn't speak, staring at the back of the seat in front of him, his eyes gloomy.

At the BOSS's signal, Tita said enthusiastically:

"I've heard from others that the road here is not very safe, so we decided to make a bus on the spot."

Then point to where Conan is hiding:

"There's no seat over there."

Maoliran walked over and was about to sit down, only to find a child in a cap hidden inside.

"Kid, can I do this?"

Maolilan gently asked for advice, and then the more she looked at the child, the more familiar it felt.

Why, it seems like where have you seen it?

Conan: Help me! Help me! Help me!!