Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

People watched in astonishment as the politician, pinned beneath the giant chandelier, swallowed his pride in a dramatic scene, the pool of blood beneath him widening.

"Damn it!" Conan gritted his teeth. As a righteous detective, he had actually watched a life slip away right before his eyes.

suddenly..

A purple handkerchief drifted down from the sky and caught his attention.

A handkerchief...

Conan reached out and took it, then slowly pondered it.

*Clatter*

A large hand pressed down on Conan's head.

Conan was slightly taken aback, looked up, and saw a tall figure.

"Garchen Gege, what are you doing here?" Conan quickly forced a smile and said.

“I was invited,” Jia Chen asked. “Do you know where Xiao Ai went? I called and texted her, but she didn’t respond.”

“Haibara…” Conan began to explain what happened after school, “After that, she went home.”

Of course, we will skip over the information about Gin's car.

"Hello... little brother." Vermouth walked over at some point and spoke in broken Japanese.

The moment the lights came on, she noticed that Jia Chen had disappeared, and she immediately became alert.

After noticing that the other party was approaching a child who resembled Shinichi Kudo, they quickly came over to build a mountain path.

Having met Shinichi Kudo, Vermouth naturally knew what kind of personality he had.

It would be fine if I ran into her, but if I ran into Jia Chen... the consequences could be very serious.

"Are you a chatterbox?" Jia Chen's expression turned noticeably cold.

He hadn't expected Vermouth to pester him like this, making it difficult for him to get things done.

Where did the aloof and mysterious character from the original story go?

Vermouth: "..."

"Ouch, ouch, I need to pee!" Conan said, hopping around while clutching his groin.

He has now discovered a clue and needs to find a place to notify Inspector Megure as soon as possible.

There are many powerful and influential people here, and Inspector Megure doesn't have the authority to keep these people around for long.

"How about I go with you?" Vermouth looked at Conan, who was clutching his groin, her face darkening.

If Conan causes trouble again, who knows what bad things might happen.

And she knew that Gin was also preparing to arrive.

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"I'm a boy now." Conan pretended to blush and ran away in a flash.

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Vermouth was getting anxious, but she didn't do anything.

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Since she had never met Conan before, being too enthusiastic on the first meeting would arouse Galiano's suspicion.

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"That child ran at the crime scene." Vermouth thought of reminding Jia Chen, after all, the other party also knew Conan.

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"Don't worry." Jia Chen coldly stared at Conan's back. "This little boy is full of energy, loves corpses, and wanders around crime scenes all day. He wants to be a detective. I'll be no exception when he dies."

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At this moment, Jia's temperament was no longer calm as before; it had become somewhat indifferent and restless.

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Just now, he sensed the life force within the wine cellar.

Looking for a group called 539079&126

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It smells like Ai.

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Vermouth: "...

What are you saying?

She became even more worried...

Moreover, according to Galiano, this little boy is undoubtedly Shinichi Kudo!

“The mission failed,” Jia Chen suddenly said.

At this point, the plot seems to have returned to normal, like an inescapable fate.

"Why do you say that?" Vermouth asked, "The police only have suspicions right now."

"Did you notice the flash just now?" Jia Chen said slowly.

“You mean…” Vermouth recalled the scene just now, and suddenly realized something, “You mean Pisco’s identity has been exposed?”

Jia Chen remained silent, quietly watching Vermouth.

“I’ll go inform that gentleman.” Vermouth’s expression turned serious as she turned and left.

The gate was now open, and people were gradually walking out.

Inspector Megure couldn't keep these people around for too long.

The first reason is that the other party has a special identity.

The second reason is... this incident looks like an accident no matter how you look at it.

However, after receiving news from Shinichi Kudo, Inspector Megure let them go, leaving only the person with the purple handkerchief behind.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier... Snowflakes kept swirling around the tall man.

Perhaps due to the high body temperature, the snowflakes turned into wisps of steam before they even got close.

Jingle Bell...

The phone rings.

"What should we do?" Jia Chen walked towards the deserted street to the side.

Because he was given a red handkerchief, Inspector Megure did not detain him.

“Take care of Pisco.” Vermouth’s voice was chilling.

Jia Chen hung up the phone and walked towards the bacon. Snowflakes swirled around him, and his expression grew increasingly cold.

In the wine cellar of the Beika Hotel.

Ai Haibara lay on the ground with her eyes closed, listening to the somewhat noisy sounds outside, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Where am I... my head hurts so much." Ai Haibara rubbed her forehead and then glanced around at her surroundings.

Then fear flashed in her icy blue eyes; she remembered...

He was discovered on his way home.

Moreover, the other party is very likely a member of the organization!

She got up and looked around, only to find that all she could see was more alcohol...

And my phone was also taken away.

A faint sound came...

Ai Haibara's heart suddenly raced. She slowly curled up in the corner, straining her ears to listen.

"By the way, I heard the police are here outside."

"Don't worry, the boss is here."

"What I mean is, it costs more..."

"I think so too."

The sounds outside abruptly ceased, much like those from the organization's outer perimeter...

No, judging from his tone, he sounds more like a bounty hunter from the underworld.

Ai Haibara chuckled self-deprecatingly, never expecting... it would still come to this.

Everything before seemed like a dream.

Ai Haibara noticed that the computer on the table was on, and she carefully walked over.

I struggled to climb onto the chair, looked at the computer screen, and couldn't help but smile bitterly to myself.