Conan Rick's Investigator

The heavy expression on her face was not because of the lagging situation in the game, but because of the pressure Hades brought to her.

In order to prevent a bloodbath from happening the moment the game ended, she could only delay the game while trying to use the serve opportunity to write Braille on the lawn.

But even though there were tens of thousands of spectators, no one could understand her position and her inner thoughts.

At this moment, she was like a lone warrior, trying her best to fight against the bloodthirsty demon.

But even so, she knew that she was just making her last struggle.

There is no need for ordinary people to know Braille.

Blind people know about Braille, but they will not come to watch tennis matches in person, let alone see the Braille they type with tennis balls.

This way of asking for help is a paradox in itself.

Even if a sighted person on the court happens to recognize Braille, it is unlikely that he or she will immediately associate the Braille with the landing point of their serve.

Such conditions are too harsh.

Only Sherlock Holmes can come to me and save me from the water and fire...

But you are, after all, just a character in a book... someone like Sherlock Holmes.

Minerva raised the corner of her mouth into a resigned smile and threw the tennis ball high into the air.

Just as she was about to swing the racket to hit the ball, a child's voice came from the steps of the stands not far away.

"Minerva! Let me help you!"

"I'm Holmes's disciple!"

Minerva stared at the Asian-looking boy with glasses and was instantly shocked.

She was distracted for a moment and forgot to swing the racket, and the tennis ball fell directly onto the lawn.

Sherlock Holmes's...disciple?

At this moment, Masumi Sera, who was already approaching the front area of ​​the stands, heard the shouting and suddenly looked back.

Conan was seen standing on the stairs with his arms raised high, looking cute and harmless.

At this moment, Sera Masumi's eyes were stunned.

She felt as if she had really returned to the beach that summer and met the "magician" who could make the serious Xiu Ge laugh.

Looks like, so much like...

Why are they so similar?

Masumi Sera really couldn't understand why this boy named Conan looked so much like Kudo Shinichi at that time.

Are these two people twins?

No, the age difference is too big.

But why are they so similar?

I really want to know the reason!

……

Inside a black Hummer off-road vehicle, Vermouth's eyes tilted towards the tablet.

The tablet is playing the official live broadcast of the Wimbledon tennis tournament.

In addition, on another display device on Miyano Elena's side, there was a picture aimed at Mao Lilan and others in the audience.

This is not the official anchor screen of the show.

Instead, it was filmed by someone sitting in the audience with a DV.

The purpose was to test Vermouth's loyalty and deliberately let Vermouth see the bomb exploding in the crowd.

Originally Anl and Olguy were both sitting in their seats.

But for a while, Vermouth didn't know what was going on, and the two people in the picture left.

At that time, Vermouth wished so much that the two of them would just leave the court and never come back.

But things went against his wishes. After a while, Anl came back alone.

That olguy is gone...

Just as Vermouth was glancing at the screen on the tablet out of the corner of her eye, something unusual suddenly occurred in the official live broadcast.

The live broadcast suddenly turned to a little boy standing in the middle of the aisle of the stands.

The bespectacled boy raised his hands and uttered the childish remark.

"Minerva! Let me help you!"

"I'm Holmes's disciple!"

However, no one took the child's innocent words seriously.

The entire stadium immediately erupted in laughter, and the stadium, which had been extremely serious a second ago, was now filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Even the person holding the DV camera let out a creepy sneer, with a hint of contempt in his laughter.

But when looking at the so-called child, there was a hint of surprise on Vermouth's face.

It's Olguy, why is he there?

Could it be that he has discovered something is wrong?

Vermouth's eyes were fixed on the screen on the tablet.

Although she was extremely anxious, she could not show the slightest bit of abnormality on her face.

Otherwise, if Elena Miyano next to them saw it, it would definitely reach the ears of "that adult".

"Oh?"

Miyano Elena was also staring at the screen on the tablet, with a meaningful smile on her face.

Vermouth glanced at her sideways and didn't respond.

However, Miyano Elena took the initiative to talk to her.

"Vermouth, do you know?"

"In fact, the new drug developed by the organization, APTX-4869, may not be 100% lethal."

Hearing this, Vermouth's heart trembled violently. She glanced at Miyano Elena and replied with a forced calm expression: "Why do you say that?"

"Hasn't everyone who has taken that drug been confirmed dead so far?"

Miyano Elena smiled calmly and rubbed the index finger and thumb of her right hand. "I just found out about this recently. Someone who once took this medicine seems to be still alive..."

"Really?" Vermouth continued to pretend to be calm and asked, "Will such a thing happen?"

Having been lurking in Mihua Town for a while, Vermouth certainly knew that there was a chance that APTX-4869 would not be fatal.

The examples in front of us are Conan and Haibara Ai.

Just to protect Conan's current identity, she has not chosen to report the matter to the organization.

Could it be that when the organization was investigating the experience in Mihua Town, they also found out that drug A can make people smaller?

Has Conan's identity been exposed?

However, in the face of Vermouth's temptation, the carriage fell silent again.

Miyano Elena hesitated to speak and did not say anything further.

But this also further sounded the alarm in Vermouth's heart, and the hidden effects of drug A seemed to be gradually revealed.

But fortunately, Elena Miyano only said that drug A might not kill people, and did not say that it would make people smaller.

But if she really discovered that she had become smaller and knew that her daughter was still alive, what kind of expression would she have?

Will he help his daughter?

Or will you stand on the side of the organization?

Miyano Elena, what exactly is your stance?

Vermouth glanced at the blonde woman next to her. The thoughts hidden behind the glowing lenses of her glasses made her increasingly confused.

It should be said that from the beginning to the end, Elena Miyano was a mysterious woman in the organization.

Just 17 years ago, Vermouth confirmed that this woman was terrifying.

Not only is her background a mystery, but her behavior is also very fragmented.

Although she was just a research assistant to Atsushi Miyano, she was given the code name "Sulli" by "that adult".

On the one hand, she tried hard to love the children she gave birth to.

On the other hand, she dominated and abused her husband like a slave.

Until all the value is squeezed out of the man, just like a female praying mantis eats a male praying mantis.

Miyano Elena...

Who are you?

Which one is your true self?

……

On the Wimbledon tennis court.

With the referee's shout of "Quiet please", the laughter in the audience gradually subsided.

Minerva on the field looked at Conan in the stands, and suddenly remembered that her younger brother told her after returning home that there was a kid wearing glasses who was very smart and was a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, who could help solve the code issue.

Could it be him?

Could it be that he had understood my message and wanted to help me?

In that case, we can only take a gamble.

"You're so small, can you help me?"

Minerva tried to speak in a joking and light tone to Conan in the stands.

But only she herself knew that this was the only person on whom she could depend on for the next hour or so.

It’s just a little funny that the other party is just a child.

Faced with the hidden meaning in Minerva's words, Conan knew that he couldn't act too relaxed.

Otherwise, it would alert Hades who was secretly watching from somewhere.

So he spread his hands and made a "wise look", with his eyeballs moving closer to the bridge of his nose.

"certainly……"

"Hahaha……"

When the people around saw Conan's "wise" eyes, they all laughed out loud and no longer took him seriously.

However, they do not understand that this wave of operations is called great wisdom appearing foolish.

After seeing what Conan did, Minerva was a little surprised, but she didn't think any more about it.

Now the fate can only rely on this child.

She picked up the tennis ball from the ground, threw it high up again, and hit it towards the center area of ​​her vision.

Next, Minerba hit the ball several times in a row.

Every ball she hit hit the target area she had in mind.

Conan stood on a high place with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on Minerva's hitting point, and simultaneously analyzing it in his brain.

In just over ten minutes, Miniba relied on frequent serving opportunities in the serving game to hit the letters GAME and SET.

On the other side, Sera gradually got closer to the court.

This is the position of the stands closest to the stadium. Further ahead is the media shooting area. If you enter, you will definitely be stopped by security.

She stared at Minerva's preparation area, carefully observing if there was anything unusual.

Towels, ok.

Blanket, normal.