Conan: I can see keywords

But Lingchuan knew that this possibility did exist.

He looked at the enlarged face of Huihara Ai on the screen, and after Fang Zhou's analysis and learning the purpose of her using the computer, Lingchuan began to understand the whole story of the case.

"So this is what you were thinking..."

Gin really dares to play.

Just send Haibara Ai to Conan like this, aren't you afraid that she will be influenced by the protagonist's halo?

But these were not his concerns.

This case is actually very simple. Lingchuan basically locked down the murderer's method through the "rebroadcast" after noticing the abnormality of the answering machine.

As for the murderer?

It doesn't matter who it is.

At this time, the case over there was progressing to the stage where Conan was guessing the murderer.

Ai Huihara found the right time to approach Conan and induce him, "Maybe they did it."

Conan turned around and smiled after meeting Huibara's eyes, "Really?"

"Yes," Huiyuan's expression suddenly became serious. "If the record of the disappearance of the disk containing the drug information and the record of the things I sent to my sister at that time are all left in the organization..."

Seeing that Haibara took the initiative to bring up this topic, Conan immediately asked.

"Wait a minute, when you send things out, doesn't your organization check them?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be easy to transfer the data out?"

Huiyuan paused.

She lowered her head as if thinking about how to answer this question. Conan felt unhappy seeing her like this.

If this is really the loophole in Huiyuan's lie, then...

With his hands behind his back, he quietly opened the aim of the anesthetic gun and was mentally prepared for Huibara's counterattack at any time!

"You are really perceptive." But after a moment, Huiyuan replied in a low voice, "The connection between the organization and the outside world does need to be closely monitored."

"But who knew that the organization was cooperating with a large organization at that time?"

"Because of this incident, Gin was tricked by the other party. During that period, the organization's surveillance was not only much weaker, but even many core members were sent out."

"That's why my sister's disk was sent to me. Otherwise, I would have to be under the organization's surveillance to view or receive anything related to my sister."

Perfect explanation!

Conan frowned.

But he still didn't believe it!

"Who is that organization you're talking about? Who schemed against Gin?"

Chapter 139 The Banquet Begins; William Joins

“That organization…”

Huihara Ai smiled, "Poker."

“A mysterious and powerful digital organization.”

Conan's pupils tremble, Poker?

Is it...

For some reason, Conan suddenly thought of the time when Lingchuan disappeared, and the coffee shop and several houses that exploded and caught fire for no reason.

Could it be that the Black Organization and Poker worked together to cause that incident?

"What about Gin being plotted against?"

Huihara Ai didn't know much about this either. She shook her head honestly, "I don't know about this. The changes in the organization at that time attracted the attention of many core members, but no one had much energy to pay attention to it."

"Improving my own strength or completing other tasks assigned by the organization are more urgent than gossip."

"Also, I only heard about Gin being plotted against afterwards. Gin was very irritable during that time."

irritable?

Conan frowned in thought.

When Haibara Ai saw him like this, she knew that today's matter would end here.

The case at this moment is actually not complicated, and the murderer's method of killing is also very obvious.

It's only a matter of time before the case is solved.

What she is concerned about now is how much Conan will trust her after what happened today?

While Conan was thinking, Yokomizo Sango had already finished chatting with several students who visited him today.

After hearing Yokomizo Sango say that there was nothing to worry about for the time being and start to drive away the guests, Conan immediately ran over.

He already knew who the murderer was, but he lacked evidence.

and many more……

Why did that person come back at that time?

it is good!

I understand!

Conan smiled confidently and quickly ran behind Dr. Agasa to call out his voice to stop Shirakura and the others from leaving.

Then reason confidently.

There is nothing exciting about the reasoning process. It is nothing more than explaining the criminal method and finding evidence.

Lingchuan watched through the computer and found it funny that even though Professor Agasa kept looking back and showed expressions of surprise and disbelief from time to time during "his" reasoning, the police and guests did not find it strange.

Although when Conan solves a case, everyone will automatically ignore the inconsistencies in the reasoning process, it doesn't matter.

As long as Conan is still flesh and blood it doesn't matter.

Cutting off the surveillance footage, Lingchuan took out his notebook and started studying.

The method used in today's case was quite sophisticated, but what interested Lingchuan the most were the changes on the notebook.

"Has the main line become a pseudo-line?"

Does this mean that Conan’s aura as the protagonist is weakening?

Thinking of this, Lingchuan felt surprisingly good.

Now that Conan’s halo of protagonist has disappeared, does it mean that Conan is no longer the protagonist?

There is no "protagonist" in the world, so Lingchuan no longer needs to worry about becoming someone's stepping stone in his future life.

There is no need to be afraid that everything you have will eventually become a wedding dress for others.

Of course, if there must be a protagonist to maintain the world, he hopes that protagonist is himself.

This way he doesn't have to be afraid of these either.

But is it possible?

Lingchuan laughed at himself and shook his head.

"gentlemen."

"what's up."

Lingchuan lowered his head and flipped through his notebook. When he was checking the progress of the base construction, Fang Zhou suddenly appeared, "Yoshikawa Yuki sent a message."

"The party is about to begin."

Oh?

Lingchuan raised his eyebrows.

I calculated the time and it seemed like not much time had passed. I didn't expect the banquet to be ready so soon?

"Okay, notify the other A-cards to attend the banquet."

"Okay, sir." Fang Zhou agreed and retreated.

It edited a message, locked the positions of several A cards, and then sent the message!

At the same time, no matter where they were, Changming Torajiro and Tanvid received invitations to the Guditian banquet.

Of course, the invitation was in the memo.

The next second after they opened it to confirm, the words in the memo gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Tanvid and his colleagues have accepted the fact that the way of contacting the organization is not through email or text messages but through memos.

But others are not like that.

Lingchuan opened his memo and found that among the four major sections, only the code name of the Plum Blossom Section had not been determined.

To be precise, candidates have been selected, but they have not yet been assessed!

Looking at the candidates he liked in the memo, Lingchuan hesitated a little, but finally made the call.

Lingchuan could never forget that man.

"Hello?" The male voice from the other end of the phone was still so gentle.

"It's me." Lingchuan was confident that the person on the other side still remembered him.

"Oh?"

William recognized Lingchuan's voice and was a little surprised.

Ever since he rejected Lingchuan's "application to join the team" last time, he thought the other party had given up, but he didn't expect that he would contact him again after many days.

"You haven't given up yet?"

"Everyone should have dreams." Ling Chuan smiled, "I need a doctor, or an accountant?"

"Really?" William didn't care about that.

Lingchuan called me this time probably because he had some basic information about him. If he was still at the same level as when they first met, I think he wouldn't have called me.