[This little ghost named Conan is not simple......]

Kannori Wakida squinted, and with a disguised smirk, his gaze kept wandering back to Conan and Curacao, and he secretly calculated in his heart.

Curacao has the ability to record exactly what he has seen with his eyes, similar to memorization, more like the memory and storage function of a video camera.

But unlike him, Curacao's ability also has a peculiar ability to delete and read.

To put it simply, just by showing Curacao a specific color combination, you can activate a special memory that has been stored in advance.

At the same time, it is also possible to use white light composed of multiple colors to delete specific memory fragments.

This special function allows Curacao's brain to be well protected, so that Curacao will not gradually lose his original superpowers when he gets old.

But it is precisely because of this special self-protection mechanism that Curacao has become ...... It is extremely easy to brainwash, so it can be made into a 'tool' that can be used.

As long as you first establish a memory pattern that must obey orders, store it as a fundamental memory in the deepest part of the memory that is not easy to reach, and then delete all the other irrelevant memories, gradually add useful memories, and then through repeated training and instillation of various skills, a perfect tool man is born.

The original Curacao was the most handful and perfect tool man in his hands.

No matter what kind of influence you have been affected during the mission, you can easily tune it back as long as you activate the obedience mode in the root directory of the memory.

But this time......

[Did GIN make it?] 】

There are not many people who know the essence of Curacao's ability, and Gin, as a model worker of the organization, is naturally one.

[Did he erase the 'roots' established by the old man......]

The color key that awakens the memory of the 'root' was accurately entered into Curacao's child's hole, but she did not react to the key, which meant ......

Unless something unexpected happens, there's only one possibility—someone has erased the memory of the root.

During this time, Curacao has been by Mu Yuan's side, and the only person around Mu Yuan who knows the principle of Curacao's ability and has a reason to make Curacao lose his memory seems to be Gin, who is in conflict with the organization.

[Dare to destroy the old man's tools......]

A cold glint flashed in Kannori Wakida's only remaining right eye.

"It's beyond the boundaries of foolishness...... gin……”

…

"Mr. Wakida? Did you say anything? Conan suddenly turned his head and asked Kannori Wakida, who was whispering softly.

Kannori Wakida immediately smiled and waved his hand, "Ah, it's nothing, I just think Hatoya-san's reaction seems a little strange." ”

"That's ......"

Conan had an innocent smile on his face, but he was secretly wary of Wakida's movements.

Although he didn't know why nothing happened to Curacao, he was sure that the color cards that Kannori Wakida had just taken out must have come for Curacao.

After all, that imperative tone......

…

On the other hand, Kannori Wakida also confirmed his judgment again.

The little imp in front of him was indeed keeping an eye on him, which meant that Conan had just been by Curacao's side...... Not an accident at all!

[Did he simply think of me as a dangerous person, or did he know early on that I was going to attack Curacao?] 】

Kannori Wakida squinted, a little unsure of Conan's motives.

If he just sensed danger from him, it didn't matter, after all, when he asked Kudo Shinichi about it just now, he did deliberately leak his own momentum.

But if you know about Curacao early on......

[This child's observation is not ordinary, even if it is favored and cultivated by some people, it is not an uncommon thing, especially in the case of lack of people and money in hand, it is indeed a smart choice to start cultivating new people early. 】

[After independence, it seems that you have made rapid progress, Gin ......]

"Conan, don't you think Mr. Hatoya's reaction is a little strange?"

The cold light under his eyes flashed, and Wakida Kanno suddenly crouched down and approached Conan's side.

Conan shook his head, although he didn't know that he had been targeted by the number two person of the black-clothed organization, but he still habitually pretended to be cute and said, "It's not strange, because those uncles and aunts have talked about it, and Mr. Guan Ye has not eaten or drunk since the morning in order to ensure that this live broadcast will not be interrupted unexpectedly, and has been staying in the studio to prepare." ”

"In this case, how can the murderer poison Mr. Guan Ye?"

"So, does Conan-kun think that Mr. Guan Ye did not die of poisoning?"

"No, I just don't think Mr. Hatoya's suspicions are strange."

"Haha, it's really worthy of following ...... What about the children around the Maori detectives. ”

Kannori Wakida made a long note pointedly, and turned to look to the side at Mori Kogoro, who was arguing with Hatoya.

"With a Maori detective present, this eucalyptus should be easy to solve, right?"

"Hmmm! Uncle Maori is amazing! Mr. Wakida, let's go over and have a look. ”

"Hehe, okay."

Conan has a cute look on his face, and Kannori Wakida has a smile on his face.

The two people with different minds coincidentally chose the way of temptation as the one that can create more opportunities for observation - breaking the eucalyptus.

Conan wants to determine Kannori Wakita's true identity and purpose.

Kannori Wakida wanted to make sure who was standing behind Conan and the detective not far away...... Is it gin.

…

…

Looking at the back of Kannori Wakida strolling away, Curacao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The warmth from her palms made her sure once again that the amulet Mu Yuan made with the buckle of her robe could indeed protect her memories and counteract the coercive effect of specific light.

As for why it has this effect......

Curacao was obviously unable to see the mechanism of action of the inscription, so, in her opinion......

"This warmth...... Is it because Mu Yuanjun has been with me all the time? ”

…

…

"What kind of detective, can't you tell how the murderer poisoned Guan Ye?"

Next to Shigego Kanno's body, studio administrator Ichiro Hatoya was looking at Mori Kogoro proudly.

Photographer Taiki Kawaguchi stood behind, pulling Hatoya Ichiro's sleeve and persuading:

"Forget it, Hatoya, didn't the Maori detective say it too, he just suspected that Guan Ye was poisoned, and he didn't ......"

"Don't say it without evidence!" Hatoya Ichiro shook off Kawaguchi's hand and said in annoyance, "Do you know that your random speculation will give Saori ...... How much of a negative impact will it have on the TV station? ”

Spit sprayed like a shower, illuminated by the stage lights in a colorful silhouette.

Maori Kogoro frowned and took a step back, completely annoyed by Hatoya Ichiro's attitude, and couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Hatoya, I said that Guan Ye presided over poisoning and died, why are you so excited? Someone who wouldn't have secretly poisoned him...... Actually, it's you, right!? ”

"The poisoner...... It's me? Hahaha......"

Faced with Maori Kogoro's questioning, Hatoya Ichiro laughed out loud in surprise.

"What a rising star in the detective world, it's just an uncle of Hutu!"

"Hey, Detective Hutu, since you said that I was the one who poisoned that guy Guan Ye, then I have to ask, how did I poison him?"

"Down, the method of poisoning ......" Mori Kogoro was stunned by the question, and said stubbornly, "Even if Mr. Kanno has never eaten or drunk water, it is still possible that he has been accidentally poisoned by touching other things, such as microphones, manuscripts, and even the armrests of the seats, as long as the police investigate all these places, they will definitely be able to ......."

"Heh, then you're in for a good look, Detective Hutu!"

Before Maori Kogoro finished speaking, Hatoya Ichiro quickly stepped forward, directly grabbed Guan Ye's hands and didn't say anything, and even rubbed it a few times.

"How? Detective Hutu, why haven't I been poisoned yet? ”

"You ......"

"How?" Hatoya Ichiro endured his nausea again, frowned and touched Guan Ye's face and neck, "Guan, Guan Ye is the only place where he has no clothes, I can't poison his underwear, right?" ”

"This ......"

Under the puzzled gaze of the people, Mori Kogoro froze completely, and did not know how to refute it for a while.

Because Hatoya Ichiro is right, if it is really poisoned, why can't there be any obvious poison residue on Guan Ye's body?

Could it be that Guan Ye Shigego really didn't die of poisoning?

But these weird purple spots on his body ......

"Brother Hatoya, you are really brave!"

Just when Mori Kogoro was in trouble, Conan's voice sounded at the right time.

"Mr. Guan Ye looks so terrible, you dare to reach out and touch him!"

"Huh? Why did he dare to ......" Mori Kogoro's eyes lit up, "yes, if he wasn't sure that Shigego Kanno was not poisonous, how could he dare to touch such a terrifying corpse at will?" ”

"Mr. Hatoya Ichiro, could you please explain why you can be so sure that Mr. Kanno is not poisoned?"

"This ...... I, I just think there's no reason for him to be poisoned, Bi, after all, he's always been a maverick and has a serious cleanliness habit, even if someone wants to poison him, there is no chance at all! ”

"What? Guan Ye Shigego, he still has a habit of cleanliness? ”

Mori Kogoro was stunned again and looked around with a confused expression.

A female staff member with glasses happened to be swept by the gaze, and nodded subconsciously and said: "That's right, Mr. Guan Ye never uses other people's belongings, and there is always a bottle of hand sanitizer at the door of the office, and after touching the place that has not been cleaned, he will run back to disinfect it as soon as possible with his hands raised." ”

"Ah......h With such a serious cleanliness habit, it is indeed difficult to poison it in a common way. Mori Kogoro frowned, "Neither through food and water, nor through places and objects that may be touched, what the hell is ......that?"

"Oh, this gentleman's 'purpura' is really quite serious!" Kannori Wakida, who was standing on the side, suddenly exclaimed, as if he had just seen the appearance of the corpse, "I'm sorry, but with only one eye, I always ignore some things......"

"Paper, paper pads?" Mori Kogoro blinked, learning the tone of Kannori Wakita, "What is a 'paper mat'?" ”

"It's not a paper pad, it's 'purpura'." Conan, who had entered a state of reasoning, rolled his eyes and subconsciously explained, "I remember that the word should be for some kind of disease...... Ahaha, I saw it on TV, too! ”

"Cut, I don't know what you're watching all night, you little ghost...... Don't forget to show me your stag motley observation knot when you go back! Mori Kogoro raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction and asked instead, "So, Mr. Wakida, what do you mean by 'paper mat'?" ”

"Ah, I don't know......"

Kannori Wakida quietly withdrew his gaze from observing Conan's expression, scratched his head with a cheeky face, and continued:

"It was a young customer who fainted soon after eating the sushi at the restaurant, and I remember that there were many similar patches on his body, and the word 'purpura' was also learned from the doctor's mouth, so I was very impressed because I was worried that there was a problem with the ingredients in the restaurant."

"After eating sushi, do you have an immediate seizure?" Mori Kogoro tilted his head and touched his chin, "But, Mr. Kanno hasn't eaten for most of the day!" ”

Conan frowned and lowered his head, struggling to remember.

"I seem to have heard the term 'purpura' somewhere......"

"Suddenly fainted after eating sushi...... Wait, do you say!? ”

Conan reluctantly turned around and squatted next to the corpse, and looked at the inside of Guan Ye's mouth, and soon his eyes lit up:

And so it was...... I understand! I understand the ...... used by the murderer"

…

"Ahh

Just as Conan's eyes flashed with a stream of light that illuminated the truth, Kannori Wakida's voice was faintly remembered behind him.

"What, what did you just do...... Is it also seen from TV? ”

Groov!

was too obsessed with breaking eucalyptus, and subconsciously ignored the existence of the dangerous man Kanesori Wakita, Conan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly replaced it with an innocent smirk.

"Ahaha...... No, it's not, I just think Uncle Guan Ye seemed to have a big tongue when he finally shouted 'Help, save ......', worried about whether he was choking on something, and wanted to see if I could help him take it out, after all, my hands are relatively small......"

"Choked on something?"

Due to Kannori Wakida's reminder, Kogoro Maori, who was paying attention to this, hurriedly checked the mouth of Shigego Guanno, and then said in surprise:

"Huh? His throat ...... How can it be so swollen!? ”

…

"Sister Curacao, Grandma Fusa, did you smell a special fragrance just now, a bit like a lily, but much clearer?" Conan asked duly in time.

Curacao nodded calmly, "That's right, there is indeed a fragrance, especially at the beginning of the live broadcast, which is very obvious, but it should not be the smell of lilies." ”

Fusa-e Kinoshita explained with some surprise, "Well, that's actually the smell of the pollen of the other side flower, the other side flower itself has no fragrance, but if you inhale its pollen, you will feel a little herbaceous fragrance from the surging sweetness and bitterness......

"That's the illusion of pollen!" Conan nodded abruptly, but his eyes were secretly aimed at Mori Kogoro on the side, and he said loudly, "Then if someone with hay fever smells it, it will be bad, right?" ”

"Hay fever? Fainting from eating sushi...... Severe edema of the larynx...... I know! ”

Mori Kogoro reluctantly raised his head and stretched out his hand to Ichiro Hatoya, whose gaze began to dodge a little since he heard the word 'purpura'.

"Sure enough, it's you, and only you, as a studio administrator, can do this...... The murderer, that's you! Ichiro Hatoya!

！ ”

"No, it's not me, I'm ......" Hatoya Ichiro retreated profusely in a sweat.

At this time, Mao Lilan also just finished making a phone call and squeezed back from the crowd.

"Daddy! Officer Twilight: They've arrived! ”

"Haha! That's great! Mori Kogoro grinned, "Mr. Hatoya, please go and explain it to the police yourself, Ran, Officer Twilight...... What about people? ”

"Oh, Officer Twilight, they're in the hallway questioning the killer."

"Haha, it turned out to be asking...... Murderer, murderer!? ”