The world of science is unscientific

Chris Jean stretched her neck and looked at the car in front. "That kid seems a little nervous now because of that high school student named Hondo Eisuke."

"He looks a lot like Gil, is he his younger brother?"

After a brief moment of thought, Yusuke Suzuki nodded, then asked in return, "I guess so. You think Kir is an undercover agent?"

Chris Jean chuckled, then looked at Yusuke Suzuki. "It was just a suspicion at first, but now it seems like it's confirmed."

“Besides the fact that she has a hidden background, your attitude is enough to support my speculation.”

As she spoke, she suddenly sighed softly, "Yusuke, which organization's spy are you?"

Without hesitation, Yusuke Suzuki replied, "I am an undercover agent who only follows my own ideas and does not belong to any organization."

At this point, he certainly couldn't bring up the Japanese Public Security Bureau; it would be bad if it created trouble for Amuro Tooru.

Even if Chris Jean later deduces from various clues that Bourbon is a Japanese public security officer, she is unlikely to report him.

But there's no guarantee that this woman won't use this to blackmail Touko into doing things for her.

For now, Yusuke Suzuki and Tooru Amuro are good friends, so we'll avoid leaving any plot holes unresolved.

Moreover, there's nothing wrong with what he said.

He was indeed just an undercover agent serving himself, and never truly belonged to any organization.

This topic is now closed.

Chris Jean remained silent.

It's unclear whether she was thinking about the organization or figuring out how to make Conan's already racing heartbeat even faster.

The car came to a smooth stop shortly afterward.

The temperature outside has dropped considerably.

Those with coats should wear them; those without should just tough it out.

Yusuke Suzuki was one of those who endured hardship.

Several minutes passed, and Hashitani Takumi still knew nothing and couldn't remember anything.

This is really testing everyone's patience.

Conan himself walked back and forth along the bridge, wanting to resolve the incident as soon as possible and get Hondo Eisuke out of there.

He had already decided that if the FBI did not agree to cooperate, he would go and find a way to obtain Rena Mizunashi's genetic sample himself.

Determining the relationship between Hondou Eisuke and Mizunashi Rena as soon as possible is of paramount importance.

Seizing the initiative is always the best choice.

But the hammer that Takumi Hashigu mentioned... is really quite mind-bending.

He may be a child now, but his thinking is really not in sync with that of a child.

What could it be?

Conan walked along the bridge, stopping and starting, in the slanting moonlight that fell across the bridge, until he saw the decorative lights on the tall buildings along the river.

I see, I understand now!

Chapter 891 Conan says the pressure came a bit suddenly.

Okay, next is to remind the uncle to handle the case.

Conan finished organizing his thoughts in his mind and decided to proceed according to his usual routine.

But after taking only a couple of steps, he changed his mind.

Since speed is required, it's naturally more efficient to solve the case through a partner.

He was very confident this time that Suzuki Yusuke was absolutely unaware of the truth of the case.

Because this is a children's area!

He's a high school student who's now turned into a child again.

He himself had to go to such great lengths to understand the child's wonderful metaphor, so how could Suzuki Yusuke, as an adult, possibly understand it?

Conan had an idea, and with a few quick strides, he ran to Suzuki Yusuke's side.

Without Haibara around, the friends become isolated, detached from the crowd, making it incredibly easy to whisper secrets to each other.

"I've figured out who the murderer is. Could you please come forward and investigate?"

Although Conan had a slight desire to show off, he remained very polite.

Yusuke Suzuki leaned against the railing, glanced down at Conan, and said softly, "You can go and tell him yourself. You're just a kid too, so don't worry about me like you always have."

"Besides, you're not usually worried about being exposed."

Conan: "..."

Why do I not like hearing what you're saying?

What do you mean I'm not worried about being exposed normally?

Every time I handle a case, I not only have to rush to deduce the truth, but also try to find ways to remind the confused old man.

When it comes to deduction, one must hide well, and sometimes even have to play two roles at the same time.

How could you say such a thing?!

Conan felt he had received an unfair evaluation, so he turned around and went to find Kogoro Mouri.

I can solve cases even without Yusuke Suzuki!

Yusuke Suzuki sighed silently.

Judging from Conan's reaction, the other party clearly does not agree with what he said.

There's a disagreement.

A guy who has absolutely no self-awareness...

Yusuke Suzuki took out his phone and started composing a text message to chat with Ai Haibara.

It won't be long before we can get rid of this way of chatting.

In fact, instant messaging tools do exist now, such as 'MSN' and 'ICQ'.

But both of these are still too early in development. Yusuke Suzuki isn't used to them at all; sending text messages is much more comfortable and convenient.

The current timeline is roughly from 2005 to 2008.

If this were in China, Yusuke Suzuki would already be using 'QQ2005'.

He was still very familiar with this.

By the way, QQ was originally called 'OICQ', but it was renamed because of a copyright dispute with 'ICQ'.

The Suzuki-OG1 phone will be launched with the newly developed first-generation 'Line', which is much more user-friendly.

'Line' was developed in South Korea.

Despite stealing this and that, Suzuki Yusuke didn't think there was anything wrong with him snatching the 'Line' project.

While Suzuki Yusuke and Haibara Ai were exchanging text messages, Conan had already begun to assist in solving the case.

Once you figure out what the 'glowing hammer' that Hashitani Takumi mentioned is, the rest becomes much easier to understand.

From this angle, the light strip on that building across the river looks like a long, thin rectangular stick.

Conan led Hashiraya Takumi directly to see it, and the latter nodded excitedly, "That's right, that's right, this is the handle of the hammer, but... where's the hammer head?"

"The hammer is a coffee pot model." Conan smiled innocently like a child and gestured with his hands. "Ran-neechan, you mentioned this afternoon that we could collect points to exchange for a coffee pot, right? The one that Yoko Okino endorses."

Ran Mouri, who had always been a marginal figure, nodded slowly. "Hmm...and they were also in the photos of those three people just now."

She glanced at Kogoro Mouri speechlessly. "But Dad was busy talking to Miss Tovite and didn't notice at all."

After saying that, Ran Mouri suddenly woke up, took out her phone and showed a picture of the coffee pot advertising truck. "Oh right, if you combine the coffee pot advertising truck with the building's light strips, wouldn't that be an upside-down hammer?"

"Let me see."

The bumbling detective was mocked by his daughter and hurriedly tried to find a way to get rid of this part of the story.

He compared his phone to the building's light strips and found that it was indeed the case.

After seeing it, Takumi Hashitani also affirmed it, saying that this was the hammer he had seen.

Kogoro Mouri was speechless. "Why didn't they just say from the beginning that it was a gigantic, upside-down hammer...?"

Seeing that he started to complain, Conan quickly continued, offering more hints about the tattoo.

Because Hashitani Takumi said that the murderer was driving in the opposite direction, and he also saw the tattoo on his arm.

Therefore, the other party must have extended their tattooed hand from the driver's seat.

The bridge has two lanes, and based on the direction the Hashiraya family was traveling at the time, it can be deduced that the perpetrator exposed his right arm.

By eliminating possibilities in this way, the murderer was found.

However, some conclusive evidence is still lacking.

But Conan knows how to use entrapment tactics.

He and Kogoro Mouri hit it off immediately and decided to drive to find the police.

At this moment, Chris Jean suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Mori, I'll take my leave now. It was really a pleasure to participate in your investigation; it was truly fascinating."

"Oh, you...you're leaving already?"

The bumbling detective, still wanting more, tried to persuade her to stay.

But Chris Jean insisted on interrupting, "Well, it's getting late. I hope everything goes well for you."

Seeing this, Kogoro Mouri could no longer persuade him to stay.

Chris Jean bid farewell to each of them, then bent down and smiled gently at Conan, stroking his cheek lightly. "Little brother, I hope we'll have the chance to meet again someday."

For some reason, Conan was a little stunned.

He had a vague, strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he just nodded blankly and said, "Goodbye, sister."

After Chris Jean had walked a little further away, Kogoro Mouri opened the car door and said, "Then let's hurry up and set off."