Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Xiaolan, you go first." Winnet said modestly.

"Uh... ok."

Mao Lilan handed her backpack to the staff and received the number plate. The moment she saw the number, she was surprised again.

"Wow! So lucky!" Mao Lilan showed the number plate to Winnet and Conan, "The number plate I got is exactly one hundred, maybe something good will happen today!"

After she finished, she felt embarrassed again and said to Winnet, "But this number was given to me by you, Miss Winnet."

"No, that's your luck, Miss Maori." Winnet said, changing to the number 101 sign and leaving the line.

"but……"

"Well," said Winnet, "consider it my little blessing to you."

“When I decide to bless others, I have already been blessed because my heart is filled with blessings… I like this statement.”

Mao Lilan savored the words and silently said, "Miss Winnet is such a kind person."

Winnet looked at Mao Lilan's fair and happy profile and felt that such a sentence suited her very well. ——This meant that she and her were doomed to be incompatible.

The murder of Kudo Shinichi was the greatest harm to Mouri Ran, and part of the source of this harm came from her.

Winette doesn't want to talk about whether Kudo Shinichi is right or wrong. She just thinks that he has a kind of heroism from the peaceful world, and he is acting rashly on the road of "practicing justice in his heart", which leads to his self-destruction. His stubbornness is a negative condition for girls who like him, but it is also possible that it is because of this that Mao Lilan likes him.

"No," Winnet denied, "In my opinion, Miss Maori is the one who possesses this innocent quality."

Mao Lilan felt embarrassed by Winnet's praise.

"Miss Winnet, just call me Xiaolan," she said, "Also, that's such a great compliment."

Winnet smiled.

Conan was listening behind Mao Lilan and agreed in his heart: a lucky, innocent and sometimes violent woman!

They moved to the trial room. The end of the central east side was the platform for the press conference. There was an open space in front. Soon, people from the video game industry gathered. Nakajima Hideaki stood on the podium to introduce the game of Detective Maori Kogoro's Mystery Mansion. It didn't take too long, mainly for media promotion and game trials.

The hall was filled with a wide variety of game machines. Most non-professionals came here specifically to experience them. The line was winding and winding into the aisle.

The crowded crowd and being alone seem to have the same effect, surprisingly, it doesn't make people feel uncomfortable, but the waiting time is a bit too long.

The older Kogoro Mouri did not participate in the game. Only she, Ran Mouri, and Conan were in line.

The first machine was a competitive arcade machine.

Since there were three of them, Winnett took the initiative to challenge the next stranger. Although she didn't know much about arcade culture, in the video game store, it was basically from opponents to acquaintances, which felt like a competitive sequence.

"Sister Winnet, don't you want to play with us?" Conan tugged at Winnet's sleeve.

She didn't know what the little detective was up to, so she told him to be humble this time and rearrange the order of the activities next time.

Mao Lilan accepted this statement and fought against Conan in the arcade.

Conan had the upper hand from the beginning, like a player who had been immersed in arcade games for a long time.

Winnett was still thinking that a primary school student didn't have time to train himself to be so versatile. His opponent, Mao Lilan, had practiced karate and was a talented player. Her reaction speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. Although she was suppressed by Conan at the beginning, Mao Lilan quickly turned the situation around and played a combination machine, turning defeat into victory and cheering.

What a lucky girl.

Winnet could see that the operation was made randomly. She was not familiar with the game and might not be able to do it.

At this time, Mr. Ueda from the Mantang staff came over. He looked at the screen and said, "Xiaolan, you are really amazing. The skills you just showed are very rare."

"really?"

Conan, who was reversed, held his face and muttered in his heart: This woman is really lucky. He changed his mind and said coquettishly: "Sister Winnet, you can play a game with me too!"

She did not refuse.

Although she thought she was very strong, the operation was not like that. She touched the joystick and combined it with the complicated buttons. She didn't have much concept of the key positions and was in a mess for a while. By the time she got used to it, her health bar was almost empty. Conan found the right opportunity and took her away with his ultimate move.

"Conan, you are amazing."

"Ha ha……"

He smiled dryly. As soon as the game started, he realized that Winnet had never played an arcade game before and was a complete rookie. What surprised him was that Winnet didn't put her cheek close to the screen. It was as if she was playing with him without seeing him at all.

Conan felt that he was thinking too much. Such an incredible thing as his body shrinking happened to him, so he had some unrealistic thoughts. For example, Winette saw through his identity, or his eyesight was improved by treatment.

……

218 Conan's spine is chilled

Ueda explained that after the press conference, they went to the scene to guide people who were trying out the game.

Unlike other popular attractions, the boxing machine seemed a little deserted, with only one strong man trying it. He charged a punch and scored 246 on the screen.

Takeshita, who was standing to one side, said, "What a pity! If it had been more than 250 points, there would have been a more dazzling picture." Then, he called Nakajima, who was standing in front of the dinosaur model and staring at his watch, and said, "Can you come over and demonstrate it?"

"Okay!" Nakajima responded.

He handed the coat to Takeshita, and in that brief moment, he secretly exchanged the number plate in the coat's muzzle. This scene was noticed by Winnet.

She was already an expert at stealing, having learned from an experienced thief. This kind of thing actually only requires courage, which is the secret of successful theft. Grab something without looking around, put it in your pocket, stand straight, and make an expression as if you are in worship, like a pious person, and no one will suspect it.

Skill and observation are just the icing on the cake.

Winnett thought that Mr. Takeshita was introverted and shy, but she didn't expect him to be so serious when it came to stealing. Normally, she wouldn't care about this criminal behavior, but it disrupted Nakajima's transactions with the organization.

She didn't know what Takeshita was up to, but based on the farce Ueda had arranged, Takeshita should have held a grudge against Nakajima, but on the surface he was getting along well with her. Perhaps his inner patience had reached its limit. The swapped packages might contain something that would put Nakajima at a disadvantage.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Winette could not change the number plate back. This meant that she had to remind Tequila that if the organization's cadres died because of her plan, her evaluation would be greatly reduced - this was a result she did not want to see. She also caught Nakajima's continuous look at his watch. It seemed that before she arrived, Tequila had already exchanged information with Nakajima and agreed on the time, place and method of exchange.

Knowing that there was something wrong with the box, it would be foolish to open it to check, so she had to warn Tequila and ask him to stop and check the box. The exchange of the number plates meant that the original goods fell into Takeshita's hands.

It’s really difficult to handle.

This responsibility should be borne by Nakajima, and she can only ask Tequila to continue his old job and get an electronic list from Nakajima.

"Mr. Nakajima seems to be demonstrating!"

Ran Mao Li spoke to Conan in a coaxing tone.

Wearing red boxing gloves and a shirt, Nakajima got ready for a powerful punch. An octagonal critical hit pattern in red, yellow and blue appeared on the screen, showing the number 348.

"You're amazing, Mr. Nakajima." Mao Lilan stepped forward and praised. She asked, "Have you learned anything before?"

"I practiced boxing for a while when I was in college," Nakajima said as he took off his boxing gloves.

"Ms. Ran, do you want to try a punch too?" Takeshita pointed his boxing gloves at Maori Ran.

Mao Lilan raised her hands with her palms facing outwards to show her refusal, "I think I'd better forget it." Takeshita continued, "This game can also relieve your stress!"

"Relieve stress?" Mao Lilan blinked her eyes, as if she thought of something.

"Yes, Xiaolan." Winnett also agreed, "It is quite effective in relieving stress... How about letting me try it first?"

"Of course!" Takeshita handed the gloves to Winnet.

Winnett took a horse stance, took a deep breath, and concentrated her strength on one point. She was a little unhappy that she failed to shatter Akai's heart last time, so she didn't think of holding back.

Mao Lilan was originally influenced by Kudo Shinichi, and it was known that she had practiced martial arts. And this is not a part that cannot be shown.

The trap hit the machine pad, and the spring installed inside was completely compressed to the innermost part, making a teeth-gritting sound.

The light on the mechanical screen flashed far more brightly than the last time, and the number 400 flashed frequently in black and white.

Conan was ashamed. How come women nowadays are so scary? When he saw Winnett's posture, he knew that she was definitely not just practicing casually, and her hitting method was not boxing style. It seemed that she was using some kind of Chinese Kung Fu.

"Miss Winnet, you are amazing!"

Mao Lilan was almost encouraged. She took the gloves from Winnet and put them on. Her eyes changed, her pace changed, and she mobilized all her strength.

"Come back to me soon, Shinichi!" she shouted while taking a deep breath.

“What a strong momentum!”

Winnet leaned forward and spoke into Conan's ear.

Conan felt a chill on his back and his feet felt weak. He raised his neck and couldn't close his mouth.

For a moment, he even began to doubt whether changing back was a good outcome. Being used as a human target by Xiaolan was so scary that he dared not move.

He heard a cracking sound.

Immediately the screen exploded with the same pattern as when Winnet hit it.

It seems that this is the maximum value of the boxing machine.

Xiaolan's words could make more breakthroughs. Conan thought that there might be something wrong with the machine. ——His hearing has always been good.

"Conan, do you want to try it too?"

In response to Ran Mouri's question, Conan shook his neck like a chicken with its neck lifted up, and raised a gesture of refusal.

"I need to pee." Conan evaded.

Nakajima came over and said to Conan: "Little friend, let's go together."

Nakajima chose this moment to act, Winette was almost certain that he was going to meet Tequila to exchange number plates. Since it could be done in front of Conan, it meant that there would be no direct communication between them.

After Nakajima and Conan left, Winnet said:

"Xiao Lan, I suddenly remembered that I need to contact someone from the church. However, my cell phone is in the canvas bag, so I plan to go to the front desk now."

"Um……"

"see you later."

Winnett left the conference room and went to the hall where she had just met Mao Lilan. She sat down on the waiting chair and waited for a moment before a tall black man walked out of the corridor.

He is Tequila.

He took the number tag to the front desk and exchanged the suitcase.

Winette had already taken the canvas bag, and when Tequila appeared, she walked to the service area and called the mobile phone given to him.

"Hello, this is Tequila, the deal is done."

"It's me." Winette switched back to talking to Tequila, "Something was swapped."

"Switching?" Tequila wondered.

"Listen, the problem lies with Nakajima. His number plate was swapped with someone else's. Remember, don't open the box. There may be nothing inside, or there may be a bomb."

"Then should we take Nakajima..."

"The person who was replaced must be his enemy. There is no need for this, but he must take responsibility for this mistake. It is easy for you to get information from him, right?"

"Leave it to me, Abby. What are we going to do with this box? Also, what about Jean and Vodka..."

……

219 Personally

Conan left the bathroom and returned to the hall.

He happened to see Tequila picking up her luggage.

He had an impression of this big man with a cold attitude and a somewhat fierce look. On the way to the toilet, he was knocked down by him once.

At first he was just surprised by the other person's figure and didn't pay much attention to it. But when he saw that the suitcase the other person received was a leather suitcase with the Mantangtang logo, he suddenly felt weird.

Mr. Nakajima told him that he had never seen this person in the company before, and that he looked like a tall man, so seeing him once would leave a deep impression. He walked a little closer and observed that the man's tie was not the standard black tie clip of the Mantang Company, so it was very likely that he was not an employee of the company, but he was carrying a company suitcase.

Tequila took the suitcase and was walking towards the service area. Conan saw this all-black outfit and couldn't help but think of the gin and vodka that he had been thinking about day and night. Combined with the previous inference, it seemed even more suspicious.

However, he didn't think that the Black Organization's people would show up in other people's companies. Conan thought that he was too sensitive, and he was completely paranoid. He followed Tequila into the aisle and saw a vending machine. He wanted to buy a can of tomato juice. He wanted to help Maori Kogoro sober up, but seeing that Maori Kogoro was in good condition, Conan felt a little thirsty, so he just drank it himself.

Suddenly, a cell phone sounded behind him. Conan moved the trash can from the vending machine, stepped on it, and was about to put in the coin, but heard something unexpected.

"Hi, I'm Tequila."

Tequila...

He remembered it was the name of a drink, Tequila.

Lightning flashed through Conan's mind:

This is the same as gin and vodka, it is also a type of alcohol!

Could it be that!

“The deal is done.”