Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 12: First Arrival in Beika Town

"Hey, what is your next promotion ceremony?" The thief An He suddenly stopped them and asked the audience An He.

"My promotion ceremony to Sequence 7 Psychologist is more complicated. It requires arranging a 'reasonable' drama and getting someone deeply involved."

Audience member An He looked a little tired and worried: "I'm already starting to worry about what will happen when I'm promoted to Sequence 0 Visionary. Are they going to ask me to start World War III?"

"Does the mind reader start to arrange fate?"

The thief An He was also a little surprised, "Isn't your audience a bit too wild?"

"I don't think it will be easy for you to become a decryption scholar."

Audience member An He punctured his optimism.

"It is a bit troublesome. You need to weave a lie that is enough to deceive 'fate'. The description is too vague, so I am a little unsure of the extent. But considering the level of your ritual, it should take a long time for the whole world to not be able to find the flaws."

The fortune teller An He watched the two of them chatting about advancing to Sequence 7 as if no one was around. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know where to start.

And as he listened, he began to worry about his next promotion ceremony.

The clown was promoted to a magician. Could it be that he was asked to play a joke on the world?

The next few days were much calmer. During this time, a viewer named An Heshanghao used psychological suggestion to get an unrelated passerby to return the Angel King Crown in the name of the thief, and the media news immediately caused an uproar.

"See? I told you it would work, didn't I? There are already titles like 'Kaito Kidd's Defeat?! Who is the Challenger?!'"

What the fortune teller An He talks about most these days is using this incident to annoy the thief An He.

"That's at least tens of millions of yen, tens of millions! You two are wasted coins!!" The thief An He gritted his teeth.

"We are in a situation where it is impossible to get this money."

Audience member An He seemed very relaxed: "By the way, it's your turn to log in. Mr. Miyano should be looking for us for something. Don't forget to ask him."

The thief An He's lips were trembling with heartache, and he regained consciousness while covering his chest.

The doorbell rang outside the apartment at the right time.

An He walked to the door, looked out through the peephole, and saw that it was his cheap teacher, so he opened the door.

Miyano Shiho was not wearing her usual white research robe today, but a neat outfit, a white shirt on the upper body, a khaki vest on the outside, and slim jeans on the lower body, which brought out her well-proportioned and straight long legs.

"It's so late, why hasn't Mr. Miyano gone to the research institute yet?" An He asked curiously.

Miyano Shiho turned over her wrist to check her watch and said calmly, "Pack up and come with me later."

"Where to go?"

"The company is abusing unfinished drugs, and some samples are not processed in time. We need to investigate and confirm the situation. As the main developer of the drug, I must follow."

"By the way," she glanced at An He and said lightly, "The person you asked me to see that day is also among them."

"Okay, I see."

Anhe changed his shoes and quickly followed Miyano Shiho out of the apartment.

When he came downstairs, he saw several black cars parked on the side of the road. Almost every car had people in black on the driver's seat and the passenger seat. Intuitively, these people should be his "colleagues" from the same "company".

"Don't be nervous, these people are just ordinary members, different from Gin and the others."

Miyano Shiho said this very perfunctorily, and added at the end: "Just like you."

".Thank you."

Anhe was ashamed of her humor. Miyano Shiho didn't care much and walked to the side of one of the cars. The man in black in the passenger seat got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"Although we are required to follow the team, most of the names on the list are already aware of the situation. They are mainly there to clean up the mess and prevent information leaks. We only really have to make one trip."

She opened a small black leather bag that An He had never seen before. It was still the brand with the ginkgo leaf as its logo, and it seemed to be called Fushahui. She took out her mobile phone from it, unlocked it, flipped through it, and found an email.

There is a long list inside.

Miyano Shiho slid down for a long time, and countless names flashed by like shooting stars. It took a long time before she reached the bottom. She held the phone in front of Anhe so that he could see the name at the bottom clearly.

Kudo Shinichi.

Next to this name, it is marked "unknown".

An He also saw the long list of names clearly. He basically didn't recognize any of them, but they had one thing in common, which was that they were marked as "confirmed dead".

It sounds a bit cruel. The people in the organization forced the girl to use her genius intelligence to work for them, but they arbitrarily used unfinished products with fatal flaws. In the end, the sin of killing would fall on this girl, but she had no choice at all.

Judging from her calmness at this moment, this kind of thing has happened more than once or twice, so often that it makes people numb.

Perhaps out of consideration for the two men in black in the front seat, after explaining the situation clearly, Miyano Shiho did not speak another word during the rest of the ride, leaning against the window with her eyes closed.

Although she often drinks black coffee, it doesn't seem to have a good effect on her. At least An He often sees her yawning.

About twenty minutes later, the car arrived at our destination, Beika-cho 21-chome , from Haido-cho.

"It's a magnificent single-family house. It looks like it belongs to a wealthy family."

An He looked at the big house with its own yard in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"After all, my mother is a world-renowned movie star, and my father is a novelist whose works are bestsellers around the world."

Miyano Shiho was not too surprised, as she had already read Kudo Shinichi's basic information before coming.

"Without such a solid family background, I wouldn't have the leisure to pursue the goal of becoming a 'new era Sherlock Holmes'."

"Too."

"Let's go in and have a look."

At Miyano Shiho's signal, two men in black took the lead. One of them took out a wire-like tool from his pocket and poked open the door lock in two or three moves.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a stuffy smell as if the room had not been ventilated for several days. An He frowned, fanned his nose, turned around and saw Miyano Shiho looking normal.

Noticing his gaze, Miyano Shiho casually said, "There are even stranger smells in the lab, just get used to it."

An He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that she was smiling.

"It seems that no one has been here for a while." An He wiped his fingers on the surface of the entrance cabinet and said, looking at the dust on his fingertips.

The two men in black were very efficient. They had already checked the living room and kitchen and were heading deeper into the room.

Miyano Shiho and Anhe ignored them and continued to slack off, until they came to a room that was much larger than the other rooms.

"Wow, there are so many books." An He was surprised as he looked at the spectacular bookshelves covering all four walls.

"What's even more rare is that they are all mystery novels."

Miyano Shiho picked up a book at random, flipped through it, and found that it had obvious signs of being flipped through, and the owner must have read it carefully many times.

(End of this chapter)