Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"That's so cool!"

"So handsome!"

Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko, the three little devils, were not frightened by Ai at all. Instead, they became even happier and surrounded her again.

"Ugh……"

Ai had completely given up. She was at her wit's end, so she simply stopped saying anything and let them nag in her ear.

Conan couldn't help but smile; seeing someone suffer misfortune made him feel quite good.

After all, he was the same way back then, annoyed to the point of exhaustion by a few kids, and then he was conquered by them.

Seeing others receiving the same treatment as I once did, I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably pleased.

Sudden……

Ai stopped in her tracks, her body began to tremble slightly, and her pupils widened as she stared incredulously at a car parked on the side of the road ahead.

Black Porsche 356A.

At that moment, she finally remembered what she had forgotten over the past two days.

Gin once planned to kill his sister, but dropped the USB drive in the process. He then asked her to set up some information to create a trap and lure out people from a third-party force.

So the person who saved his sister was Shiraishi Osamu, which means he was from that third-party force.

Ai thought of something terrible, and suddenly took a step forward, running towards her current home.

"Haibara-san!!"

"Hey!"

What's wrong with her?

"do not know."

Conan shrugged, but his eyes glanced over and saw the black Porsche 356A, causing his pupils to contract.

He thought of the man in black who had transformed him into this form, and immediately pulled out his phone to call Professor Agasa.

the other side.

In a bar across the street.

It looks deserted here, but everyone here is extraordinary.

If Shiraishi Osamu were here, he would definitely recognize them; they are all people organized by the brewery.

Vermouth, Gin, Vodka, Bourbon, Pisco, Cohen, Chianti...

There were seven people in total. Although it wasn't a large number, they were all elite cadres from various organizations.

Bourbon glanced at the group, his eyes flickering, and said with feigned calmness, "Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss just to lure someone from a third-party force?"

Gin gave him a cold look and said indifferently, "I've already been very merciful. If there hadn't been a shortage of time, I would have mobilized even more people."

Pisco, smoking a cigarette, frowned and asked, "Did that gentleman approve of your actions?"

A murderous glint flashed in Gin's eyes as he calmly asked, "What, you don't want to participate in this operation?"

The words fell.

The bar fell silent.

All that remained in my ears was the music of the last century, long, ancient, and desolate.

Piscoe completely ignored the strange atmosphere, continued smoking, and said calmly, "Didn't you say the operation wouldn't start until tomorrow night? What's the point of today?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting increasingly tense, Vodka stepped forward and said, "What I mean is, everyone should meet first to avoid any accidental injuries. Also, if we can catch that person today, we won't have to make things so complicated tomorrow."

Pisco shook his head: "I'm afraid not. There are too many people at today's memorial service. Moreover, many of them have considerable influence and power. Today is not a good day to cause trouble, at least not a day for so many of us to cause trouble."

"Ha ha……"

The sound of silvery laughter echoed through the bar.

Everyone looked at Vermouth.

Vermouth stopped painting her nails, looked at her hand, nodded in satisfaction, a slight smile playing on her lips, and exhaled.

"Don't worry, we're not stupid. I don't want to be hunted down by the entire Dongying police force, so we won't cause any trouble tonight."

"Alright, I'll be going now."

Pisco threw away his cigarette, straightened his suit, and left on his own.

As he left.

The bar fell silent again.

An eerie atmosphere permeated the air once again.

Bourbon's eyes darted around, and he silently picked up the wine next to him and took a sip, seemingly lost in thought.

Chianti's lips curled into a cruel smile, while Cohen stood motionless like a block of wood.

You can rest assured about that.

Gin said calmly, "It seems the mission from above was indeed correct. Let him live a few more days!"

Chapter 0183: Meeting a Big Star

"call……"

"call……"

"call……"

Xiao Ai, covered in sweat and panting heavily, ran upstairs and pushed open the door with a "bang".

Upon entering the house, I only saw my older sister; no one else was there.

"Shiho, you're back!" Miyano Akemi's face lit up with joy as soon as she saw her younger sister.

Before she could finish speaking, Ai interrupted anxiously, "Sister, where's Shiraishi-nii?"

How was your day at school?

"Mr. Shiraishi left after lunch, saying he had something to do and would probably be back very late tonight."

"shit!"

Ai's expression changed again. Just as she was about to run out, she stopped, changed direction, and plunged into Shiraishi Osamu's bedroom.

"Ai! You can't be rude. You can't go into other people's rooms without their permission."

Ignoring her sister's voice behind her, Ai entered the room and saw a lit computer with a website on it, the prompts of which were created by her.

Upon seeing this, she could be absolutely certain that Shiraishi Osamu was the third-party force that Gin mentioned taking the USB drive, and that was the target Gin was targeting.

10 “Shiho, you…”

"Sis, I'm going out for a bit."

Before Miyano Akemi, who had followed her in, could finish speaking, Ai hurriedly said something and ran out.

Akemi Miyano opened her mouth, and black lines gradually appeared on her forehead. Her expression was also very speechless.

I ran downstairs in one breath.

Ai glanced at the sky; it seemed that it wouldn't be long before it got dark.

Without further delay, she ran towards Beika Town. She remembered the location; it was the Beika Hotel in Beika Town.

She just wanted to get there quickly, otherwise if Shiraishi Xiu encountered danger, everything would be over.

And the women in the house will be left without anyone to protect them. Shimabukuro Kimie and Sato Miwako, who were good to her, will surely be heartbroken, and she will never forgive herself.

the other side.

Cupido Town.

Cup House Restaurant.

It's already 17:31 PM, and it won't be long before it gets dark.

The restaurant was bustling with people, including celebrities, company presidents, and chairmen—all very well-known figures.

Today they are all here to attend the memorial service for the famous director "Jiu Juan", so they are all dressed in black.

In a corner of the venue, near the window, stood Shiraishi Xiu, dressed in black, observing the crowd.

Although he was about to take action, he also needed to carefully check if there were any people he knew, specifically those from the distillery's organization.

To his surprise, he had been observing the area for a long time but hadn't encountered a single person from the winery.

Or perhaps he didn't encounter any of the people he knew, and he couldn't tell whether there were other people from the distillery's organization among them.

"Is this... Officer Shiraishi?"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the side.

Shiraishi Xiu felt a chill run down his spine, and a murderous intent immediately welled up within him. A playing card appeared from his black sleeve.

He was confident in his card-throwing skills.

At such close range, he believed that one of his playing cards could deliver a fatal blow, slicing through his opponent's neck.

This way, it won't make too much noise. Plus, this place is relatively secluded. As long as we're quick, we can drag it into the toilet without anyone seeing it.

"Is this... Officer Shiraishi?"

The soft voice repeated itself, this time not as a test as before, but as a confirmation.

Shiraishi Osamu had already slightly pinched the playing card between his fingers. He gently turned his head, and after seeing the person next to him clearly, he pushed the card back into his sleeve with his fingers, and he also revealed a smile:

"Oh, it's you, Ms. Yoko. I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Officer Shiraishi, hello there."

Yoko Okino gave Osamu Shiraishi a sweet smile.

She was wearing a black women's suit, which looked particularly conservative, but her youthful and beautiful aura was still undeniable.

She had just gotten close.

The fragrant scent emanating from her body made Bai Shixiu's heart flutter, and he gently sniffed it.