Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

"So, you just said that Lupin's plans were all seen through, right? Who are you referring to?"

"You have so many questions."

Daisuke Jigen snorted.

However, he seemed to find it amusing, grinning at the kid: "But you'd better keep up the good work, don't stay in the dark forever, detective."

"what?"

Upon hearing his seemingly pointed remark, Conan's mind suddenly shifted, and his expression instantly became confident:

"The orange liqueur refers to Cointreau, right?"

"...What? You knew all along?"

“Hey, Dad! Tell me more about Cointreau.”

"You wish! So you're going to go back and ask that troublesome guy about our plans, huh?"

"How could this be? Oh, Dad!"

"I told you not to call me dad!!"

Conan outwardly smiled and pestered Daisuke Jigen, but inwardly he couldn't help but wonder.

Jia Shu already knows their entire plan?

What the hell is this?

Conan had just found some evidence in Emilio's room and was feeling smug about finally getting ahead of Hayashi Yoshiki when he suddenly heard Daisuke Jigen say that Hayashi Yoshiki had seen through them all.

Even cheating has its basic rules!

Chapter 473: Come with me, and I'll tell you the secret of Cointreau, okay?

"Please... save us."

After night completely fell

On a bench in Sumida Park, Emilio earnestly asked for help.

A bright red handprint was left on his face.

That was what Xiaolan just threw up.

—Because while sightseeing at the Tokyo Skytree, this guy secretly went through the maintenance passage to the high-rise platform outside the Skytree, and almost fell off.

Thanks to Ran's desperate grip on his hand, Sonoko's efforts from behind, and Conan's timely rescue, they were spared from disaster.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiaolan still feels scared to this day.

She was already exhausted at that point, and if she let go, she would fall from the observation deck, which was over 300 meters high... She couldn't even imagine what that would be like.

What exactly happened to you?

"Luciano, the organizer who has been funding and supporting my concerts, has been using the concerts as a cover for some illegal and clandestine deals."

A clandestine deal?

Xiaolan could hardly believe that a concert could be linked to illegal transactions.

She thought of the beautiful Italian woman she had seen in the conference room that afternoon; the woman's skillful and gentle manner had left a very good impression on her.

"Has your agent, Miss Claudia, also found out about this?"

“She discovered it.” Emilio’s answer left Xiaolan speechless. “Rather than discovering it, it’s more accurate to say that she knew about it from the beginning and assisted them.”

"How could this be...? What exactly are they trading?"

"I don't know. I only know that when we officially went on stage to perform, it must have been during that period..."

"That Luciano only recently became your host, right?"

Conan looked at him and asked.

Emilio gave an affirmative answer, saying that everything had changed since that person became the organizer.

From the songs prepared for him, the stage, and the media's attitude... you have to understand that before Luciano promoted him, those TV stations wouldn't even listen to the demo tapes of his songs.

"But the one who changed the most was Claudia. She was happier than anyone else, and loved listening to me sing more than anyone else."

As Emilio was speaking, Ran's phone suddenly rang. She opened it and saw that it was Kogoro Mouri calling. She immediately ran away to answer the call.

"So you think the deal can't go through if the concert is canceled?"

"what……"

Seeing the other person's surprised expression, Conan smiled.

He told Emilio about some clues and evidence he found in his room—the Sakura Hotel only provides English newspapers and not Italian ones, and there were also traces of a cut made by a utility knife on the table in the other party's room. All of this indicated that the threatening letter was actually orchestrated by Emilio himself.

Afterwards, the group followed Kogoro Mouri back to the Sakura Hotel.

Lin Jiashu was also in the hotel at that time.

Watching Kogoro Mouri accept his beautiful manager's thanks without any politeness, he simply smiled and walked aside, taking out his phone to read the text message that Tooru Amuro had just sent.

The woman named Claudia was nothing special; she was just an ordinary agent who revolved around Emilio, except that she had helped Emilio accept funding from Luciano Canevalle.

[As for Luciano Canevalle's background, that's a bit questionable. I found out he's an Italian mafia member and only recently became Emilio's manager... He spent a lot of resources to promote this previously unknown singer to his current level, but behind the scenes, he seems to be doing a lot of suspicious things.]

The Italian Mafia.

He really is a villain who fits the Lupin III storyline quite well.

【OK. 】

After quickly editing a reply to indicate that he had received it, Lin Jiashu found another name in his contact list, edited another message, and sent it out.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Time transitioned into the late night

As the entire street of Beikacho 2-chome fell silent, a purple van quietly arrived at the entrance of number 22.

Ai Haibara, who had fallen asleep at the table in Agasa's living room, was awakened by the sound of brakes and hazard lights outside. She glanced at the time and, still a little groggy, walked out of the living room into the yard.

"good evening."

The driver's side window rolled down, revealing Fujiko Mine's beautiful face.

"...Fujiko Mine?"

Ai Haibara was somewhat surprised.

Lupin III is a world-renowned thief, and Fujiko Mine is, of course, also infamous. However, as an internationally wanted criminal, what people talk about most is her extraordinary three-dimensional data.

At that moment, the van's automatic door opened, revealing the three little devils, Genta and Ayumi, who were piled up like a human pyramid and fast asleep.

"How should we settle these children?"

Fujiko Mine smiled and asked her, "Won't you catch a cold if you leave it outside? So I'd like to make a deal with you. Would you like to come with me?"

She found these children at Lupin's hideout. They were planning to use the chocolates she gave them to Lupin and his gang, but when they turned around, they were knocked out by tea laced with sleeping pills.

"..."

Ai Haibara showed a wary expression.

However, it seems that she has no choice in the current situation.

Before she even agreed, her hand, hidden behind her back, had already grabbed her phone—

There's no need to message him.

"It's not like you know who I'm going to send it to." Unable to fool Fujiko Mine, Haibara snorted.

"Isn't that so?"

Fujiko Mine rested her hands on the car window, but a smile appeared on her face: "Then I'll put up another bargaining chip. Come with me, and I'll tell you the secret of Cointreau, how about that?"

"—!"

Cointreau! She even found out his identity...

Seeing Ai Haibara's tense expression, Fujiko Mine winked at her: "I guarantee it will shock you, and even make you realize that man's secrets."

Ai Haibara, holding her phone, silently walked towards the van.

Fujiko Mine smiled happily.

After dumping the few troublesome kids into Professor Agasa's living room, she immediately drove off with Ai Haibara in her car.

Ai Haibara sat in the passenger seat, staring ahead with a calm, even somewhat indifferent gaze, but soon began to urge them on:

"Can you say it now?"

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"If you don't tell me, I'm getting off the bus now."

"hehe."

When Ai Haibara pretended to unbuckle her seatbelt, Fujiko Mine just smiled and said, "I don't believe you really want to leave."

"..."

In an instant, Ai Haibara revealed a very sinister expression to her.

Fujiko Mine was overjoyed and stepped on the gas pedal with even greater delight.

Chapter 474: They've taken the bait!

The day after Emilio was found and brought back was the day for concert setup and rehearsals, and the concert would start another day later.

Lin Jiashu has no plans to go and join in the fun for the time being.

He went back to his office this afternoon, and as expected, both Amuro Tooru and Koshimizu Nanatsuki were very interested in what happened yesterday.

"The concert organizers are the Italian mafia, and it seems they're planning to secretly conduct some kind of illegal transaction during the concert."

"Illegal transaction?"

The story of Koshimizu Nanatsuki is somewhat difficult to understand.

Her eyes were fixed on the news report on the television.

Emilio Japan Tour!

[Tickets are sold out! Emilia's experiences during her obscure early days sustained her; explore the mystery of Emilia's spiritual strength behind the glamorous performance.]

Even on rehearsal days, fans gathered in front of the concert venue to show their support.

"They actually want to conduct the transaction in such a crowded place?"

"After all, once the concert starts, people's eyes will be fixed on the stage, so in a sense it's a good place to keep your eyes off the stage."

Amuro Tooru elegantly placed the cup on the porcelain plate.

However, he was still very concerned that some illegal transaction would require such a great deal of effort... Logically speaking, the resources required to make a singer famous are already an amount that an ordinary person could not earn in a lifetime, yet the other party's purpose was simply to use them for a transaction.

Has the boss leaked this information to the police?

No, not yet.

Lin Jiashu's answer surprised the two of them.

Before they could ask any further questions, Lin Jiashu explained, "Because what that guy wants to trade is extraordinary... the police usually can't crack it."

"what?"

They've taken the bait.

Seeing Amuro Tooru's unconsciously serious expression, Hayashi Yoshiki chuckled inwardly.

"A type of ore."

"ore?"

“That’s right, minerals from the Kingdom of Vespania.”