Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 89 Family Games
In the end, this metaphysical answer still failed to convince Conan.

This guy seemed to be convinced that An He had some unique reasoning skills, but he was just unwilling to share them.

An He could only say, "Take your time to guess."

"Can we take the statement next?" He looked at Officer Takagi.

Takagi watched his colleagues escort Keizao Masuo away with a very complicated expression.

".Yes."

There was no incident during the recording process between Anhe and Conan.

It was the same torture for Takagi anyway.

"Excuse me, how did you realize that Toshiya's brother's disappearance was related to the counterfeit money gang?"

"The solution is easy to understand and can be obtained from this."

Takagi shed a drop of sweat, and used all his life's reserves of words to make the contents of the transcript seem relatively substantial. Then he forced a smile and began to ask Conan.

".Then Conan, how did you find out that something was wrong with Madam Mamiya?"

"She approached me from behind and tried to knock me out, but maybe she had low blood sugar from sitting for too long, so she passed out halfway through. Then I knew she was a bad person."

Takagi's smile froze.

As for this last fresh transcript released today,
He didn't even need to ask.

"It's just 'feeling it' anyway, right?"

An He was very pleased and showed a teachable smile.

Takagi finally gave up.

Miyano Shiho was no longer surprised. She attributed Anhe's almost "intuitive" reasoning ability to a genius gift.

Just like in her pharmacological research, from time to time there might be a "flash of inspiration" that would lead to a breakthrough in a problem that might have stumped the academic community for decades.

The recording was finished quickly, but she was still thinking about her shopping plans.

"Let's go."

After coming out of the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters building, the two got on their motorcycles and headed towards Ginza.

Ginza is Tokyo's most prosperous commercial district. It was once known as "the most expensive area in Asia" and is a symbol of Japan's economic prosperity. You can see a microcosm of Japan's economic and social changes from the changes in Ginza.

They came to Ginza Shinbashi, where vehicles were banned from the lanes on weekends and only pedestrians were allowed.

So they needed to park their motorcycles outside and walk all the way in through the Xinqiao Street entrance.

"Prada and Fusae, which one do you like better?" Standing at a fork in the road, Miyano Shiho turned around and asked An He.

The tone was so arrogant, just like a nouveau riche who kept a gigolo.

"Are these the only two choices?" An He was speechless.

Miyano Shiho said as a matter of course: "Because I am a member of only these two."

"Okay." An He took a half step back to her side, looking like he was following her lead, "Then I'll do whatever you say."

Miyano Shiho stared at him for a while, pinched her chin and looked him up and down, and quickly made a decision.

"Then let's all go."

When she arrived at Fushae's store, Miyano Shiho felt more at ease than at home, and she drove away the shopping guide with just a look.

"Let's take a look for ourselves first."

The shopping guide understood, quietly stepped aside and waited quietly.

However, he did not go far away, but followed closely behind the two of them, waiting to be called at any time.

"Given your body fat percentage, it's not easy to choose loose clothes. Let me think about it."

Miyano Shiho walked briskly and quickly walked around the clothing area in front of her and came to the shirt area.

"The colors need to be differentiated. It's hard to show the shadows and curves of muscles if it's just solid color." She took off a few striped shirts with different color blocks and held them in front of him for comparison.

"To steal the show, the pants need a more subtle warm color."

Finally, her eyes lingered on a mannequin for a long time and she chose a khaki plain wool coat of the same style.

Then he stuffed it into his arms. "Go and try changing it."

Since he had said "It's all up to you", An He didn't plan to use his brain and just made a robot that responded to instructions.

When Anhe came out of the locker room, Miyano Shiho's eyes lit up.

But she soon realized her mistake, restrained her expression, and said lightly: "Not bad."

"Please write down the styles of these items for me." She said to the shopping guide who had been waiting nearby.

Then he stuffed the few pieces he had just picked out into An He's hands.

"." An He had no choice but to turn around and go back to the locker room.

An hour later, the two left Fushae.

An He's hands were full of Fushahui's brand bags.

The woman bought all the clothes he had just tried on without even asking the price. She simply took out a silver card and paid for them. She also picked up a few of Fushahui's latest autumn bags.

An He seriously suspected that this woman had a wall in her house dedicated to displaying her collection of bags, and it was most likely in her own room.

After all, apart from the Miyano sisters' respective bedrooms, he had seen every other place in Miyano Shiho's apartment, and he hadn't found where she put her bag.

"Prada next?" Although she was asking, her tone was clearly not one of seeking advice.

"Still buying?" An He shook his hands, "I'm almost like a Christmas tree."

"It's okay, you can have them send it directly to the apartment." Miyano Shiho obviously didn't think this was a problem.

"Then why didn't you do that just now?" An He pursed her lips, feeling as if she had been fooled.

"Ah?" Miyano Shiho covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "I thought Awa-kun liked this feeling of harvest."

"I was just kidding." She suddenly smiled, with a cunning light in her lake blue eyes.

"Since you've behaved well today, I'll let you go."

"Performance?" An He was stunned. "What performance?"

Miyano Shiho pretended to be troubled and thought for a while, then asked uncertainly: "Dress-up doll?"

An He's face darkened.

He did wonder if this woman was using him to satisfy her own dress-up pleasure, but he felt that Mr. Miyano would not be so childish and have such a bad taste, so he didn't think too much about it.

Turns out this woman is actually enjoying the dress-up game?

"What are you doing standing still?"

Miyano Shiho came closer and raised something in front of Anhe, who subconsciously dodged.

"do not move."

The smooth touch fell on his face, and Miyano Shiho's fingertips inadvertently brushed across it, just a light touch, and then put on the pink helmet for him.

An He then realized that she felt it was inconvenient to wear a helmet with something in her hands, so she helped a little.

Miyano Shiho helped him straighten himself, then she put on the silver helmet and rode on the Harley.

"Let's go and buy some ingredients on the way back. I want to try the hot pot from the Sichuan and Chongqing regions of China."

"Also, I'm in a good mood today, so the 9 o'clock 'ban' will be lifted temporarily, allowing you to stay until 11 o'clock before being sent back."

An He blinked and suddenly smiled.

"It's suddenly so good, I thought it was New Year's Day."

"Then let's just treat it as New Year's Day."

"Speaking of the New Year, we usually play family games at home on New Year's Eve. Now that the ban has been lifted, why don't we bring Sister Mingmei along to play?"

Miyano Shiho was silent for a while.

Then An He heard a whisper in the Bluetooth of his helmet.

"Ah."

The locomotive headed towards home in the dusk, slowly and steadily.

(End of this chapter)