Conan Rick's Investigator

Ballroom.

"Finally, please allow Princess Mira to give us a toast!"

"Please raise your glasses!"

In a slightly awkward atmosphere, the host's question-and-answer session finally reached the final step.

The lights in the whole venue came on, and guests who did not have wine glasses took this opportunity to rush to the buffet area to get wine glasses.

"Oops, the juice is gone~"

Yuanzi shook her juice cup, and there was not a drop left in it.

Conan showed a helpless expression, put his drink cup on the table, and took the initiative to say: "I'll get it for you."

Yuanzi said with a smile: "Ah~ I'm sorry, little brat~"

Although Sonoko said this, "Conan" muttered to himself as he walked towards the self-service area.

"You're really good at talking! Your eyes clearly tell me to get it for you..."

This complaint happened to be heard by Conan who was hiding under the tablecloth.

This complaint...seems like something I would say.

This imposter’s imitation skills are amazing. Who is he?

Conan was suspicious for a moment, and when the fake "Conan" went alone to get juice, he quickly followed him.

Sonoko was staring at the depressed Princess Mira on the stage in a daze, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a short blue figure running past.

Conan?

Didn’t the kid already leave?

Turning around, I saw an elementary school student wearing a brown paper bag on his head, crouching and sneaking among the crowd like a thief.

Not Conan?

But why does it feel so similar?

……

Conan quietly followed behind "Conan", ready to wait for him to be alone, knock him out with a watch-shaped anesthetic needle, and then reveal his true face under the mask.

When "Conan" walked to the middle of the aisle, Conan thought the opportunity had come.

But just as Conan raised the watch-shaped anesthetic needle and was about to give "Conan" an injection on the back of the neck, he suddenly remembered something.

Yup!

When we were at Dr. Agasa's house, the only anesthetic needle had already been used on the invader!

No anesthetic needle in the watch now!

Conan couldn't help but feel disappointed, and could only put down his wrist.

At this moment, "Conan" who was walking in the aisle suddenly stopped and looked back with a puzzled look.

Conan, who was hiding under the table, was shocked. Could it be that he was discovered?

He quickly put down the tablecloth and hid under the dark dining table, praying in his heart that he would not be discovered.

But after waiting for a while, no one came to lift the tablecloth.

Conan's courage gradually grew, and he slowly lifted the tablecloth and looked outside.

But when he looked towards the buffet area, Conan was not there.

Where have people gone?

Conan was wondering when a shout suddenly came from far behind him.

"Can't drink!"

Conan suddenly turned around and saw the fake "Conan" standing in front of the stage with his hands in his pockets, a confident smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Princess."

"Let the sommelier who poured your wine taste your wine."

Everyone was stunned, but Princess Mira's personal guard reacted immediately and protected the princess behind him.

The wine taster looked at Conan with gritted teeth, then looked at Princess Mira, not knowing how to explain.

Just when things were about to turn into a "Drink! Damn! Why not drink!" direction, a sommelier who was stripped down to his vest walked out of the employee passage.

"Someone come and catch that guy...that guy!"

Seeing this, the sommelier knew that all was lost, so he kicked over the dining cart beside him, pulled out a dagger from his wrist, and rushed into the middle of the guests.

Now everyone understood that the sommelier was actually an assassin planning to kill Princess Mira.

After realizing this, the crowd immediately fled in all directions like a group of frightened sheep, screaming, fearing that they would be implicated.

This in turn caused the security personnel deployed at the venue to be dispersed by the crowd and unable to perform any actions.

Taking advantage of the cover of the fleeing crowd, the assassin quickly ran to the corridor, but happened to bump into Kogoro Mouri who was walking out of the toilet.

"roll!!!"

"Go away—!"

The assassin shouted while gesturing with the shining dagger in his hand.

Kogoro Mori wiped his hands with a handkerchief with a dull look on his face. He was originally nonchalant, but the assassin's shouts and actions aroused his anger.

Kogoro Mori's eyes immediately became serious. He blocked the assassin's dagger with a palm and hit the assassin's abdomen with his right fist with lightning speed.

The assassin felt pain instantly and froze in place.

Kogoro Mori seized the opportunity, grabbed one of the assassin's arms with both hands, and threw the assassin to the ground with a standard shoulder throw.

"Dare you draw your sword on me, Maori Kogoro?"

Conan also came over from behind at this time, looking at the assassin who was thrown upside down in the distance, and exclaimed in his heart, "Uncle is so handsome!"

But just when he was about to step forward and inquire about the details, a force suddenly pounced on him from behind.

Before he could stand firmly on his feet, he was pinned down by the other party.

Although the weight was not heavy, it was not something that the primary school student could easily break free from. In addition, one of his hands was pressed under his body, so he had no strength to turn over.

"Conan" turned his head with difficulty and looked back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a tall man wearing a brown paper bag with two holes in it, where his eyes should be.

"Who are you?"

The other party did not answer Conan's question, but reached out to pull Conan's hair.

The solid hair roots were pulled hard by the other party, and "Conan" immediately felt that his scalp was about to escape from gravity.

"Ouch!"

"Conan" cried out in pain, but the other party still did not let go. Instead, he pulled his face even harder.

"Uh-uh-"

"Conan's" face skin was stretched like a rubber band, and even his voice changed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it off.

"How is this possible?"

The person in the brown paper bag exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, the adults nearby finally saw the two children fighting in the corridor, with one of them pinning the other down, so they hurried over to stop the fight.

"What are you doing? Children shouldn't fight..."

"Fighting is bad, fighting is wrong..."

Amid the adults' earnest instructions, a figure suddenly rushed over and picked up the child wearing a brown paper bag around the waist.

"I'm so sorry~"

"This is my child. I will take him home and educate him well..."

The man quickly took the child in the brown paper bag away from the scene, and "Conan" on the ground was helped up by other adults.

"Kid, are you okay?"

"Conan" rubbed his face and scalp which were red from being pinched. A few tears flowed from his eye sockets due to the pain. He looked pitiful and aggrieved.

Who the hell is this? !

……

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Qin Zhibo took Conan and left through the employee passage on the fourth floor, avoiding the security personnel who were checking the scene.

Conan was held by Qin Zhibo around the waist, his hands and feet hanging freely like a corpse, and he kept muttering to himself.

"This is impossible..."

"This is impossible……"

"impossible……"

"cannot……"

"Do not……"

Qin Zhibo looked down at Conan while running and took off the brown paper bag on his head.

The moment he heard the noise in the banquet hall, he ran towards it.

It’s a pity that I still missed the moment when the incident happened. I only heard the security personnel in the crowd communicating through the headset, saying something like "the assassin has been caught."

So Qin Zhibo followed the security personnel and saw the assassin being knocked down and also saw two children fighting.

Of course, for someone like Qin Zhibo who knows the inside story, he knows that this is not just a fight between children.

It seems that Conan has confirmed the other party's identity and knows that the other party did not use a disguise prop such as a "human skin mask".

Whether it is Vermouth or Kaito Kidd, the disadvantage of their human skin masks is that they will break once torn and cannot withstand inspection.

But the "Conan" just now had a face as strong as a city wall, and his scalp couldn't be pulled off.

This could only be one reason.

"Conan" is Mi-Go.

The Mi-Go clan's camouflage technology is full-body camouflage, which means they wear the entire biochemical doll skin on their body. It is impossible to tear it apart by just tearing one part.

Unless you have the terrifying strength to tear the Japanese apart with your bare hands.

But why did Mi-Go disguise himself as Conan? Is there anything special about this identity?

And what happened to that assassin?

……

Taking the employee elevator, Qin Zhibo carried Conan to the underground garage.

Walking out of the underground garage, you will arrive at the side door of the hotel.

Loud sirens were heard from the direction of the hotel's main entrance. It must be the Japanese police who arrived after hearing the news.

However, since the situation at the venue has been brought under control, Qin Zhibo, who did not receive an invitation to the banquet, has no way to take the initiative to get involved in this matter. It is better to settle Conan first.

After walking on the street for a while, Qin Zhibo found a 24-hour ATM area.

"I'm going to get some money. You wait here. I'll be back soon."

Qin Zhibo left Conan outside and walked in.

He took out the empty wallet from his pocket, and there was only more than 2000 yen left in it. Even the female thief shook her head when she saw it. It was not enough to take a taxi back.

Although this era is relatively backward and there is no QR code payment, fortunately bank card services are relatively popular and you can withdraw money at any time when you are short of money.

Qin Zhibo took out his bank card and inserted it into the card slot of the ATM machine.

But after waiting for a few seconds, the ATM machine gave a prompt: Information reading error.

"Ok?"

Qin Zhibo narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the prompt above carefully, and put the bank card that popped out automatically back in.

However, this time the ATM still gave the same reminder.