Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

It would be easier to explain if the little girl had the same strange trait.

Children have their own unique sensitivity, and Miss Winette might be at a loss as to what to do about it. In Mingmei's opinion, Winette, who often visits the welfare home, has a good impression of children.

"No, it's just that I brought bad memories to the other party last time, so I want to make up for it this time."

There were no obvious flaws in Winnet's tone or expression.

——Although this experience is more likely to leave a psychological shadow on people than the last time.

Between drowning and dismemberment, the former has less visual impact.

"So that's it..."

Although Mingmei looked as if she had suddenly realized something, she actually didn't quite believe it in her heart.

Could it be that the little girl's parents have some relationship with Winnet?

It was a bit rude to ask directly, but the girl looked like Shiho, which was really interesting.

Perhaps her parents are related to her mother?

No, how could that be possible? It was probably just because they were both mixed-race that she looked very similar to Shiho when she was a child. This also explained why Winette took such good care of her.

"Well," Winnett heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that she had gotten away with it, "To be honest, this trip wasn't very pleasant. A regrettable case happened... I always feel that this kind of thing happens more and more recently."

"A case? It's really annoying to encounter criminal acts so often. It would be great if Kudo Shinichi was here at this time."

Mingmei heard Winnet's complaint and said casually.

Upon hearing this, Winnet almost spit out the tea that had just been put into her mouth.

"Kudo Shinichi?"

"Oh, Winette, don't you know him? He's the high school detective who's been in the limelight recently. He's even been hailed as the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era and the savior of the Japanese police! And Shiho also showed me a report about him. At the time, I thought Shiho liked this type of boy..."

——Kudo Shinichi!

The jealousy was all over the floor.

At this moment, Conan, who was running to Dr. Agasa's house to look for the latest letter received by Kudo's house, sneezed.

"you caught a cold?"

Ai, who was flipping through a fashion magazine, glanced at Conan who was trapped in a mountain of letters and asked.

"No, but I just felt a chill down my spine. Maybe it's some ominous sign."

Conan was looking through the letters, and almost all of them were signed by the recipient "Kudo Yusaku", which made him very distressed.

He originally thought that with his fame as a high school detective, he would receive a lot of fan letters and case commissions.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment... Conan opened another letter, still a reader's letter from Kudo Yusaku, and he threw it aside.

"Maybe someone is talking about you behind your back. Comics nowadays like this kind of plot, right?"

"You also read comics..."

Conan retorted with dead eyes.

Dr. Agasa, who was making an insect model nearby, turned around and glanced at Conan who was wandering around in the pile of letters.

"Oh, right! The book your father wrote a while ago is the Dark Night Baron series. I heard it's on the bestseller list in the United States."

"But he is in Switzerland now and he often travels around the world. It is really too much trouble for me to send him the letters of the detective fan."

"Just do it reluctantly. It's nothing anyway."

"I see."

Conan looked back at the doctor and found that he was wearing eye protection and holding a set of tools like a welder's.

"Hey, Doc, what are you doing? Are you going to give me a new tool?"

At this time, Ai put down the fashion magazine in her hand, stood up and walked past Conan.

"The great detective is so full of himself... Unfortunately, the doctor is just making toys that have no chance of success."

After hearing this, Dr. Agasa started dancing with joy, as if he wanted to express his ambitions.

"Ai-chan, that's really too much. As long as I complete this toy based on the theory of insect wings, I will definitely become a billionaire!"

Ai came back with a steaming cup of coffee and gave Conan an expression that showed her own experience, as if to say "see".

——Indeed, how can this be possible?

Conan complained in his heart that as the doctor's neighbor, he had heard him say similar things countless times since he was a child, but the result was still the same.

"By the way, why are there no letters sent to me? Kudo Shinichi has probably been forgotten by this world."

Conan sighed and continued to check the next letter.

Xiao Ai sat on the other side with the cup in her hand and casually pulled out a piece of letter from the pile.

Smile a little.

There is still some. Turning the envelope over and handing it to Conan, Xiao Ai glanced at him sarcastically.

"Don't worry, famous detective. You have disappeared from the public eye, and the traces you left behind have not been completely erased. However, it would be better to erase them. In this way, the people in the organization will not doubt that you are still alive. It's a pity that here is a letter from you."

That's really unpleasant to hear! But even if it's just one letter, it's fine.

Conan took the envelope and saw the signature next to the wax.

"Moritani Teiji?"

He had no impression of the name, "Which Moriya Teiji is this?"

While he was mumbling like this, Xiao Ai couldn't help but say something more. The reason was -

"The pronunciation of Moriya is very similar to 'Moriarty', isn't it? Maybe it's a letter challenging you."

The reason she said this was that on the one hand she found it interesting, and on the other hand she was somewhat interested in the surname that had the same pronunciation as Winnet's.

"If it's really a challenge from someone claiming to be Professor Moriarty, it's not a bad idea to accept it..."

Conan opened the wax, took out the letter inside, and read:

"I'm very sorry to write you this letter out of the blue. But to be honest, it was because I saw your performance as a high school detective on TV and in newspapers that I thought that if I had the honor, I would like to meet you and ask you some questions. By the way, I will host a garden tea party for celebrities at 3:30 next weekend at my humble home. If you are free, I hope you will come and give me some advice."

I turned the letter and found an invitation to a tea party attached to the back.

"This person is not very smart to host an ignorant high school detective to an afternoon tea party."

"Uh……"

Conan was speechless.

At this time, the doctor who had finished his research came over and said, "What's wrong? Someone invited you to a tea party?"

"Doctor, do you know this person called Moriya Teiji?"

"Of course I know him. He is a professor at the Department of Architecture at Touto University and one of the leading architects in Japan."

"An architect who is good at British classical architecture and pays attention to symmetry." Xiao Ai added while drinking coffee.

"But why did you invite me, such a famous architect?"

Conan put down the letter and muttered to himself. He wondered if there was any case happening around him. Lately, he felt that he was always at the center of various cases, as if he was attracted to the cases.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. Anyway, given your current condition, it's impossible for you to participate."

Ai raised her eyes and glanced at Conan.

"That's true, but since they've sent me the invitation, it would be rude of me not to attend. I should at least show some appreciation..."

Seeing that Conan put it in such a high-sounding way, Ai probably had already guessed Conan's intention.

She sighed and reminded:

"You want the Mori family to take you with them, right? Anyway, don't use Kudo Shinichi's name to do anything too conspicuous."

"Ha ha……"

Conan laughed to hide his embarrassment, then said it was getting late and he had to go back to the Maori Detective Agency.

I was completely seen through by that guy Huihara.

Conan, who had just been out for a while, found a roadside telephone booth and called the office.

……

Xiao Ai turned on the computer in the basement and browsed her emails out of habit.

The only person who knew the address was Winnett, and it was the main means of communication between the two. If they called, it would be too conspicuous. Moreover, her sister lived in Winnett's house, so there were too many unstable factors.

"Eh... so soon?"

Xiao Ai was surprised for a moment, and clicked on the email content with the cursor——

Are you free next weekend? I received an invitation to a tea party and I hope to go with you.

"Next weekend...tea party..."

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

……

276 Suicide

I stripped naked and lay on the bed waiting for news. The moment I took a breath to dispel my imagination of next week's scenario, my cell phone suddenly started vibrating.

Winnett picked up the phone and checked the caller's information. She determined the other party's identity from a string of numbers, and it turned out to be Gin.

( 1 xun ) 8ч㈨㈨

Although she was still in the "temporarily placed" stage, Gin suddenly called her. Based on her understanding of Gin, he would not come to her for no reason.

"Qin, what's going on?"

"I have something for you to do."

Winette could tell from the command that Gin was busy with something.

She sat up straight, squinted her eyes, and casually took the paper and pen from the bedside table beside her. She tilted her head to clamp the mobile phone, and kept holding the front end of the pen tightly and pointing it at the beginning of the striped grid. After the gin brewed for a while, she adjusted her posture, moved the flowing hair from her lips to her shoulders, and did not blink.

I hope it has nothing to do with Ai.

He adjusted his breathing secretly, thinking that no matter what Gin said, he must not show any suspicious signs.

"——Hey, are you still listening?"

"I'm here, just about to take a break."

Gin laughed——

"Break time is almost over."

Sure enough, there was a task assigned to her.

Has that adult or Rum already trusted me?

Or is this a test?

No matter what, there can be no mistakes in this commission.

So Winnett began to pray that the execution would not be related to the following weekend.

"The traitors of the organization need you to clean up."

There was no fluctuation in Gin's voice, and Winette felt a little panicked when she heard it.

There was only one known traitor. If the code name "Shirley" popped up next, Winnet would have clenched her fists and couldn't sleep at night. So she decided to speak in her usual tone and take the initiative.

"You want me to deal with 'Shirley'? Have you already clarified my relationship with her? It's really strange that you would pass on your prey to someone else. What are you busy with? It's to the point that you even need my help to deal with a traitor?"

Gin is used to Winnet's provocation.

"You should know that you shouldn't ask about things that are not within your job scope. The target this time is not Shirley, but a guy who escaped from the killer training base. His name is Iwagoe Takuma. He escaped from the base half a week ago. The evaluation in the file is very mediocre. Maybe he has retained his strength. Unlike those defective products you have seen, he is a qualified prey."

Pause for a moment——

"Also, keep an eye on a guy named Kamikura Kosuke. Our people suspect that he betrayed the organization's intelligence. Later, I will ask Vodka to transmit their detailed information to you. Kill these two people and anyone who has contact with them."

Fortunately, it has nothing to do with Ai.

To be honest, for a moment she felt that Kudo Shinichi's secret had been exposed, and his clue was obviously not hidden well enough.