"Why did you come back just now..."

When Sakaki Makoto and his companions returned to the car parked on the roadside, Kidd was leaning against the car, looking up at the starry sky, bored and dazed.

Except him...

Two well-behaved figures can be seen in the back seat of the car.

Liz, Hiroki Sawada.

At this moment, Sawada Hiroki sat upright with his hands on his knees, not daring to breathe. Compared to Liz, who was sitting next to him with her arms folded and legs crossed, he looked very reserved.

It is not difficult to tell from his trembling expression that when Makoto Sakaki was repeatedly fighting between the Black Organization and the Red Team, he experienced hellish "torture".

The culprit is Makoto Sakaki.

If it weren't for his text message, Liz would definitely not have rushed to the Rice Flower City Hall in the middle of the night.

but...

"Why is Liz here?"

Sakaki Makoto asked Kidd in a somewhat strange way.

"Don't mention it, this kid is so miserable."

Kidd glanced at Sawada Hiroki with pity and sighed:

"After he gave you his bank card, he had no money left. He didn't dare take a taxi, and he didn't have the keys, so he could only squat by the car and wait for us to come out. What happened..."

"result?"

"As it happened, the taxi that Liz was riding in stopped next to our car, and as soon as we got out of the car, we saw Sawada Hiroki."

“........”

When the sad past was brought up, Sawada Hiroki in the back seat twitched his nose, pursed his mouth, and almost cried.

He was so smart all his life, but unexpectedly he ended up in tragedy and gave the only bank card he had to Makoto Sakaki!

Hiroki Sawada, who had no cash and didn't want to use Noah's Ark, finally fell into the hands of the big devil.

Is there anything more sad than this?

"Ahem, Hongshu, you dropped something."

Before getting in the car, Makoto Sakaki suddenly found a key next to the front wheel. He picked it up without hesitation and threw it into Sawada Hiroki's arms.

The key was like a hot potato. Sawada Hiroki suddenly raised his head and looked at Sakaki Makoto with horror. His lips moved, and from the shape of his mouth...

He should have said what's up (greeting).

There was a burst of cold air beside me, and a hand quickly reached out. Liz took the key and snorted:

"What's the point of going home? The person who abandoned you once will abandon you a second time!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you go astray!"

Staring into her azure blue eyes, Sawada Hiroki swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

At 4:20 in the morning, Makoto Sakaki drove the car borrowed from Superintendent Hakuba to Agasa's residence.

"Huh?"

They had already arrived home, but Sakaki Makoto was still sitting in the car. Dr. Agasa couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Sakaki, aren't you going to get out of the car?"

"Oh, I have to send Kidd back. It's too late today. Ai and I will go home to stay."

The Mori Detective Agency is not far from Agasa's residence, and Dr. Agasa doesn't believe that he has to go home just to send Kid off.

But he didn't say anything and just watched the black car go away.

After considering many aspects, Sakaki Makoto decided not to return to Agasa's residence for the time being.

After all, Kudo Yusaku has been exposed to the organization's vision, and the organization will inevitably send people to search Kudo's residence. In this way, continuing to live in Dr. Agasa's house will not be as safe as before.

It might even bring danger to Dr. Agasa.

Besides...

Living next door to the office, it is natural for him to monitor Bourbon and prevent Conan from doing anything that is inconsistent with his status as an elementary school student.

By the time we sent Kid back to Haido-cho and then returned to Beika-cho 5-chome, it was already 5:30 in the morning. A faint blue light appeared on the edge of the night, and Tokyo was about to usher in the next dawn.

The black car slowly stopped downstairs of the office. The street was empty, but the lights were on in the Poirot Café. Through the glass, one could see Azusa Enomoto wearing an apron, bending over to wipe the table, preparing to open for business.

Entering the corridor, Miss Miyano skillfully took out the key from under the foot pad, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned it...

Click.

The fragrance of the wooden floor and tatami filled her nose. Miss Miyano walked into the entrance, shaking her keys, and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet. As she changed, she said:

"Isn't it too dangerous to hide the key at the door? What if a thief comes in?"

"There's nothing to steal in this house."

Sakaki closed the door and said nonchalantly:

"Could it be that the thief is interested in my 10-year-old rice cooker..."

“Puff!”

Miss Miyano was amused by his words, took off her high heels and stood up:

"Okay, okay, you're still a good thing since there's nothing valuable in your house. Go take a shower!"

"Okay."

When he heard about taking a shower, Sakaki Makoto's waist and legs no longer felt sore, and he became more energetic. He grabbed his change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

"Death..."

Seeing him like this, Miss Miyano shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, sat down on the bed, closed the curtains, flipped through the bedside table, and looked under the bed...

"Tsk, how could there be none..."

While exploring, Miss Miyano came to the study.

The house where Makoto Sakaki lives is actually not small, with three bedrooms, a living room, a bathroom, a kitchen, solid wood floors, and a large bathroom...

In the center of Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable, it would cost at least tens of millions of yen to buy a house like this.

But this is real estate and cannot be used until the last moment.

Although Sakaki Makoto's study is not as big as Kudo Shinji's, it is not small either. The three large bookcases in a row are filled with books.

"In-depth Study of Psychology", "My Third Personality", "Report on the Handling of Military Explosives", "Genius on the Left, Madman on the Right", "Gambling Techniques", "Practical Application of Hypnosis", "The Importance of Profilers to Criminal Cases"...

Miss Miyano picked up a book called "In-depth Study of Psychology" and opened it.

Except for the title page and the table of contents, every blank space in the book is filled with notes, and judging from the handwriting, they were left by Makoto Sakaki.

For the originally vague and general parts of the book, Makoto Sakaki made detailed annotations and wrote down his own understanding. Such a book is of immeasurable value in the hearts of people who love psychology.

Snap!

Miss Miyano read with great interest. Between the lines, she seemed to see the profile of Makoto Sakaki as he studied seriously.

Time passed minute by minute. About half an hour later, Miss Miyano turned to the last page. In the blank space at the bottom of the page, she saw a line of small words written in red pen:

[New things cannot be created with theory alone. Any success is achieved through continuous practice. This is my last chance. January 5, 2019]

Click.

The study door suddenly opened, and Sakaki Makoto walked in while wiping his wet hair with a towel:

"I'm done...what are you looking at?"

"Books, I didn't expect you to be so studious."

Miss Miyano smiled:

"You must read these books often."