Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"That's right. As long as we find evidence of his murder before he comes into contact with his companions, make him confess, and then hand him over to the police for disposal... your personal safety will be safe for the time being."

Xiao Ai began to look for a way to escape from here.

"However, Officer Megure can only keep the eight of them for less than an hour at most." He said, "Before that, I will find the hotel staff and ask them about the rarely used wine cellar in the hotel to rescue you first... I just need to say that there is a girl trapped in there-"

"You are so stupid. I just told you what will happen to those who get involved with me."

Xiao Ai interrupted him, "But I don't really care, but it's hard to say what happened to the employee who helped me escape."

"In that case, Huiyuan...you should think of a way to escape from there as soon as possible. During this time, I will definitely find a way to find Pisco among those eight people!"

"That's easy to say, but the problem is that there is no exit here. The only thing is an old fireplace."

"Is that fireplace climbable?"

Xiao Ai walked into the fireplace to check it out and shook her head, "There's no way, it's too wide. If my body hadn't shrunk, I should be able to get in with my arms and legs spread out."

"Is there any rope there?"

Xiao Ai asked him back: "Do you think there will be a rope in the wine cellar?"

"You said it was a wine cellar... there was a lot of wine in there?"

"Yes. This warehouse, which has obviously not been used for a long time, does contain famous wines from all over the world. That's why I think it's a wine cellar."

"So, is there any white work there?"

"White wine..."

"Yes, it is a kind of strong liquor from the Central Kingdom."

"I still have this little bit of common sense."

"Then you should look for it quickly."

"Okay, let's look for it."

Xiao Ai didn't think too much about it, he didn't understand Kudo's intention, so he asked him, what would happen if he found it?

"How's your cold?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you say this morning that you were catching a cold?"

"We are simply talking at cross purposes."

"Don't worry about it for now. What do you think?"

Xiao Ai said sarcastically, "Thanks to you, I just lay on the floor for a while and my head seems to be burning."

"is it?"

"Why do you sound so happy?"

When Xiao Ai complained, she suddenly thought of that incident, "I understand. You want me to drink this wine and replicate the incident when you recovered as an adult... This is a bit too naive. I still haven't figured out the specific relationship between them."

"Well, there's no harm in trying."

Xiao Ai found the white liquor in a red package and drank it with doubt, but she just felt her head getting more and more dizzy. There was no reaction similar to changing the body shape for the time being, she thought, it still doesn't work. So, she went back to the computer and tried to retrieve the information of ATPX-4869 from the database. The disk she got last time only had some experimental information at some stages, which was still not complete.

When the key window popped up, she asked Conan, "Do you know how to spell Hercule Piorot?"

"What are you doing? Have you drunk the white wine?"

"I've already drunk it, but I haven't seen the desired reaction yet. By the way, tell me how to spell these two words."

"Hercule Piorot... why are you asking?"

"I want to temporarily save the information about that drug from the organization's computer to the doctor's disk, but I'm not sure about the password."

She tried to enter it, but it was still wrong.

"What makes you think these two words are a code?"

"Sometimes people in the organization would call this experimental drug this way. From its serial number 4869, they associate it with Sherlock Holmes, and call him the incompetent detective... So I input the name of the famous detective I could think of and try. However, things are not as easy as I thought."

"Shelling Ford."

"Ok?"

"It's spelled ..."

Xiao Ai stroked his forehead and asked, "Is there such a detective?"

"Don't worry about it, just give it a try."

Xiao Ai pressed the enter key and miraculously entered the data page. She was extremely surprised, "It opened...how could it be?"

"Shelling Ford was actually a temporary name given by Conan Doyle before he named the detective in his novel Sherlock Holmes. In other words, it was actually a famous detective in the experimental stage."

"I didn't expect the organization would play this kind of game."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Time is of the essence now. Is your body still not responding?"

I'm not the one who can save you.

"How could there be no reaction? Baigan is not plain water, but it's probably too much of a stretch to achieve that kind of accidental miracle. In any case, I have to save this information on a disk and hide it in the wine cellar, and come and get it as soon as the organization takes me away..."

During the file transfer process, Ai also wrote a message to Winnet and her sister. After expressing her apologies, she began to think about her afterlife.

"Eh!"

Conan shouted.

At this time, the doctor sitting in the front seat reminded him, "Shinichi, look ahead!"

He looked up and saw through the gap in the back seat through the front glass - a Porsche 356A.

The car door opened, and the people who got out were Gin and Vodka.

"It's them, could it be that he and that Pisco..." Dr. Agasa said in a horrified voice.

"No, that's impossible! I've already told Officer Megure to call me before releasing those eight people..." He said as he observed the actions of Gin and Vodka, and saw that Vodka was also holding a laptop. He suddenly realized, "Could it be that... the computer that Haibara is using now has a transmitter built into it by the organization..."

Novel Group 09①⑧

"Yes, they must have found that they couldn't get through the phone, so they tracked the transmitter here."

Conan saw this and quickly shouted, "Habara, the situation is not good! They are here, hide in the closet quickly!"

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353 True and False Sulli

When Conan was unable to contact Ai, he immediately contacted Megure and asked them to pay attention to the man in black.

However, there were men in black clothes everywhere, and it was difficult to use them as a basis for identification at this memorial service. Takagi, who received the contact, checked the person described by Conan in the hall, but did not find any similar ones.

At the same time, Xiao Ai, who was in the wine cellar, felt something strange happening in her body.

My body felt like it was being torn apart, and I was conscious but unable to think.

Time seemed to have passed for an eternity, and finally, she regained consciousness. At this point, she was already soaked in sweat, and her original clothes were already damaged. "It actually worked," she murmured, "I must hurry up--"

She could already hear the sound of leather shoes approaching quickly, and behind the locked door, it seemed as if something terrifying was rushing towards her, chasing her.

She found the uniform that had been placed with the box, quickly put it on, and hid in the fireplace.

Regardless of her weak body, she covered her mouth to avoid making any sounds like gasping.

Then, there was the sound of a door opening outside.

……

Gin and Vodka, who had rushed to the location of the transmitter, walked into the cellar, holding their guns and carefully checking the situation. Vodka walked around the shelf where the bottles were placed, "Pisco, that guy, isn't here." He complained, "We agreed to meet in 30 minutes, but there's no news. We followed the transmitter and only found a laptop."

Vodka picked up the fallen bottle of white wine on the table and shook it slightly. "Where did that guy go? I don't know where he went to... I don't know why he hid in this wine cellar."

"I think this is the retreat that Pisco found for the sake of caution." Gin looked around and looked back at Vodka. "If he didn't succeed at the venue, he might have planned to strike somewhere else and then drag the person here."

"No matter what, we'd better leave as soon as possible, brother."

"makes sense."

Gin gave an intriguing smile towards the fireplace.

He followed Vodka out, but instead of leaving the hotel and returning to the car, he headed straight for the rooftop.

Vodka was puzzled, "Brother, why are we doing this?"

"Hair... I found a brown hair next to the fireplace. And I heard the terrified gasps clearly. Shirley is in the wine cellar, and she will soon climb out of the chimney."

Vodka suddenly realized that he was indeed the elder brother, observing things much more carefully than he did. He followed Gin all the way to the iron door on the roof.

He opens the door.

There was indeed a woman standing on the other side of the door, with brown hair and a brown coat, leaning against the wall, panting.

call out!

A streak of blood bloomed on her shoulder.

"I missed you so much, Shirley."

Gin grinned, raised the pistol with a silencer and pointed it at her.

"Gin." She covered her right shoulder and exhaled white mist repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I don't want to see you."

"Ha, sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

Gin sneered, and then began to sing like a third-rate poet, "See? It's really beautiful, the white snow dancing in the wind in the darkness... coupled with the blood dripping on it."

"Although you look a little embarrassed because you have to hide from the organization, this place is indeed a good place to send a traitor to hell. Isn't that right, Shirley?"

"Oh, you are really capable. You even predicted that I would come out of this chimney."

Gin pulled out a brown hair from his coat pocket, "It's all thanks to this hair."

"You are such a pervert, you are actually interested in collecting this kind of thing."

"Oh, this is your own fault... who told you to drop a strand of your brown hair next to the fireplace?" Gin said, "I don't know whether you were captured by Pisco or sneaked into the wine cellar when he was not around. But at that time, I clearly heard your trembling breathing coming from the fireplace."

Gin adjusted the muzzle of the gun, "Actually, I could have finished you off in that dirty fireplace, but I want you to die beautifully, so that's fine."

She chuckled. "Really? Then I have to thank you for your kindness. You are really patient and waited for me here in the snow."

Gin didn't care about her sarcasm, but he was still bothered by his past stain.

"While your mouth is still able to move, I'm going to ask you... How did you disappear from that room?"

The answer to this question is unanswerable, and it involves the fundamental development of the situation. Once the effect of the drug is exposed, things will become more serious: She kept silent, looking at Gin and others with a smile. Gin pulled the trigger, and the gun with a silencer made several sounds in succession. Under his precise control, the bullets passed around her. She picked up more and more blood drops on the snow, and her appearance became weaker and weaker. But she did not let go, just half-knelt on the ground, showing a painful expression.

Vodka witnessed her changes and couldn't help but grin, "Brother, this woman is really stubborn."

Gin stared at her, watching her fall, and smiled like a hunter, "In that case, let's send her off."

Her expression changed from pain to sharpness. She leaned over and reached inside her coat, feeling something hard.

Gin narrowed his eyes and slowly exerted force on the hand holding the gun.

"You can go see your sister first."

As he spoke, she was ready to pull out her gun and fight back. However——

呲!

A sound similar to a dart being shot was heard.

Gin felt a tingling sensation in his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw a short needle stuck in his shoulder. It had an anesthetic, and he immediately figured out what was going on, but his body was slow to react, so he thought it was a powerful drug developed by Shirley. Vodka didn't see clearly what was attacking Gin, but he used his body to shield him for protection.

"Throw her into the chimney!" A man's voice came from the direction of the door.

"Who are you!?" Vodka raised his gun and shot continuously at the door.

Hidden in the snow, her expression was a little strange, but she urged her body to move. Vodka noticed her movement and immediately turned back to shoot, but she easily dodged, creating an illusion of scratches, and fell into the chimney. He looked at the door again, and there was no sound at this time - Vodka guessed that the man had rushed to the wine cellar, so he immediately checked on Gin's condition, "Brother! What's wrong with you, brother?"

Capturing Shirley is not necessary for this mission, and Vodka is more worried about Gin's safety.

Gin tremblingly pointed the gun at his arm that was shot by the anesthetic needle.

call out!

He gritted his teeth and gradually felt his body regain consciousness.

……