Chapter 67
"Hmm?" Kurokawa Akiwa's eyes froze for a moment, a bit bewildered by Amuro Toru's sudden question. "I was just wondering why Conan suddenly got so excited."
The young detective was visibly interested in solving the mystery, and he was full of motivation.
Some are too positive.
Amuro Toru: "Maybe it's because Conan's idol is Sherlock Holmes."
A look of realization crossed Kurokawa Akiwa's face: "So that's how it is."
The architectural style of Misty Town is indeed modeled after Baker Street in the late 19th century, which is really hard to resist. However, how did Amuro Toru know that he was watching Conan the whole time? Wasn't he just discussing the code words on the ticket?
Kurokawa Akiho muttered a few words quietly, not quite understanding the situation.
The young principal's mumbling did not escape Amuro Toru's ears. He was stunned for a moment, touched his nose and then looked away.
"If you look at the number on the ticket horizontally, doesn't it say seven? It must be referring to the seventh reception window." Maori Kogoro waved his hand: "This thing is too simple, it's a complete waste of talent."
The corners of Edogawa Conan's mouth twitched. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to be seven.
He turned his head and saw that Kurokawa Akiwa, who was most likely to know the answer, was buying marshmallows.
The marshmallow looks like the amusement park mascot, except it has a detective hat and a magnifying glass and is fluffy.
It looked like the tourists had no interest in deciphering the puzzle, but it was normal for them to be uninterested if they knew the answer in advance.
but……
Why did Mr. Amuro also eat marshmallows?
Edogawa Conan couldn't help but complain in his heart.
These two people look too much like tourists who are here to play.
They walked through the crowd and entered the reception center in the town center. When they arrived, Maori Kogoro was a little dumbfounded. There was only one counter in the reception center, and there was nothing related to Seven.
"How could there be nothing?" shouted Kogoro Mouri.
Suzuki Sonoko complained quietly: "Really, can this uncle ever untie it?"
The NPC at the reception desk said listlessly, "There's no shuttle bus out, figure it out on your own."
Before Kogoro Mouri could ask, the NPC with glasses started talking a lot, and then put a sign saying "Resting" on the counter.
Conan Edogawa looked around the reception hall, trying to find anything related to the ticket.
The NPC turned around and chatted with his colleague: "Did you get tickets for the circus show tonight?"
My colleague was surprised and asked, "Are you really going?"
"Of course, I stayed up late last night and queued up to get this. I definitely have to go and see it." The NPC showed off the ticket in his pocket.
"I heard this year's special! That gemstone will be on display at the circus," she excitedly discussed. "I've wanted to see it for a while now. They say it's a very expensive blue diamond. I wish I had a front-row ticket so I could see it better."
My colleague looked a little scared: "But every circus night people disappear. Aren't you afraid?"
"How can the disappearance of someone be linked to the circus? Most likely those people have gone to live somewhere else." The NPC waved his hand nonchalantly.
"How is that possible? Have you forgotten what happened last year?" her colleague warned her obscurely.
Edogawa Conan listened for a while with his ears perked up, and found that the two NPCs shut their mouths with ugly expressions. He leaned over the counter with half of his head exposed, and while observing, he discovered an incongruous scene in the reception hall, and then heard the two people speaking again.
"Lend me your watch to check the time so I won't be late."
The antique clock in the corner tells the wrong time.
The ticket agent initially told us to try our luck at the reception desk. A simple test to open the door wouldn't be difficult, just to keep it fun. At least it wouldn't waste our time. Each visitor was directed in a different direction, but there were no duplicates.
The key to decryption should be in this reception hall.
The thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear, and he quickly walked around the counter and came to the clock.
He opened the clock box and adjusted the time according to the time on the ticket. With a slight twisting sound, the wall behind the clock changed, like a door slowly opening.
"Conan, did you find the door?" Mao Li Ran asked in surprise.
Edogawa Conan touched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Because I saw it on TV before, I wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to be really like this."
"It's this kind of design. You little brat really sees so many things." Kogoro Mouri knocked on the door and reached out to push open the door behind the clock.
After eating the marshmallow, Kurokawa Akiho took a sip of freshly squeezed ice juice to relieve the overly sweet taste in his mouth.
He pursed his lips and said, "This marshmallow is too sweet. No wonder it's not selling well."
Although it has just opened, Marshmallow’s performance on the first day is obviously weaker than others.
Amuro Toru said slowly: "The first bite is okay, but it gets a bit greasy after eating too much. The taste will improve after proper adjustment."
"Mr. Kurokawa, can you tell me the recipe for marshmallows?" he asked.
Kurokawa Akishige suddenly looked up and stared at Amuro Toru, his beautiful cat eyes unblinking: "Could it be that Mr. Amuro wants to...?"
"Although my skills are not very good, I can try to improve them." Amuro Toru said modestly.
Toru Amuro's cooking and dessert making skills are obvious to all.
The curve of Kurokawa Akiho's mouth was almost unconcealable, but he still asked politely: "Is it too much trouble?"
"It just so happens that Poirot is also researching new products, so we can try them together." Amuro Toru replied with a smile.
Kurokawa Akiwa's eyes were filled with joy. He controlled the curve of his mouth, making his expression look solemn and serious as he said, "Mr. Amuro is such a good man."
This man still found time to improve the recipe even though he was working so many jobs.
Toru Amuro is really a good person!
He decided that if Toru Amuro had any problems, he would definitely help him.
Amuro Toru, who was suddenly praised, blinked a few times, and a strange emotion spread in his heart again, the same feeling as last time in Morishima's basement.
It was so ethereal yet so close that my heart seemed to beat a few seconds faster.
By the time they arrived at the circus, the diamond display had been set up. The dazzling blue diamond was inlaid on a sculpture representing the circus, standing on a high platform facing the audience seats. A row of police officers stood in front of the stage.
The clock struck with a heavy sound, and the scene was waiting in an orderly manner for the arrival of circus night.
"Detective Mouri, long time no see." Suzuki Jirokichi noticed Mouri Kogoro entering.
Maori Kogoro looked at the blue diamond on the statue in surprise: "To think there is such a big diamond."
"The Circus Star is the largest blue diamond discovered in the world so far, and its value is inestimable," said Norika Oida.
"Who are you?"
Suzuki Jirokichi: "Let me introduce them. These are Mr. Junichiro Shimakata, who I hired to be in charge of security, and Ms. Norika Oida, a gem appraiser. The other one is Shunsuke Ino, a security consultant."
After introducing the three people, Suzuki Jirokichi turned around and said, "I don't think I need to introduce this person, right? I believe everyone has heard of the famous Mr. Sleeping Kogoro, right?"
"I've heard about Mr. Mori's deeds for a long time. Seeing is believing." Norika Oida complimented.
Maori Kogoro laughed exaggeratedly: "It's just an empty reputation. I didn't expect that I have become so famous."
Toru Amuro was a step slow when he entered the circus, and when his eyes fell on a figure with his back to the crowd, he paused.
Could that be...
Kurokawa Akishige followed behind Amuro Toru and noticed the other party's faint sense of shock. He tilted his head in confusion and looked in the direction he was looking.
The tall man had smooth black hair and was wearing a dark blue suit. His back was facing away from the crowd and his face could not be seen clearly.
Maori Kogoro looked surprised: "Isn't this Mr. Kong Ming from Nagano?"
Zhu Fu Gaoming: "Long time no see, Detective Maori."
"We just happened to meet, so we might as well invite Mr. Kong Ming together. This time's lineup will definitely not let the Kaito Boy succeed!" Suzuki Jirokichi laughed.
"Tomorrow's news front page will be about my Suzuki Jirokichi."
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——!】
[Surprisingly, it’s Gao Ming!!!]
【Hiro's brother is here. 】
[I can no longer control my tears.]
[Where's Hiro? Where's Hiro? Let's meet each other quickly!]
[I'm dying of laughter. Touzi doesn't dare to move. Hahahaha.]
Gao Ming will definitely recognize Zero. Hiro is also in the amusement park. I don't know which teddy bear he is in, but Gao Ming will definitely guess it as long as he sees him once!
【If the Fu family recognizes me, then everything will be complete. 】
Jingguang's brother?
Kurokawa Akiho looked at Morifushi Takaaki and believed what the barrage said at first glance, because Morifushi Takaaki did look very similar to Morifushi Kagemitsu.
He opened the employee panel and looked at Zhu Fujingguang's location and what he was doing.
Selling balloons in Fido-Bear.
He clicked on Zhu Fu Jingguang's contact information thoughtfully, took a step forward, and suddenly his nose hit a solid and warm wall.
A sour feeling suddenly exploded at the tip of his nose. He took a breath of cold air, hastily closed the system interface, and covered his nose with one hand.
The whole person was stunned.
When did Toru Amuro stop?
When Amuro Toru turned his head, he saw Kurokawa Akiwa, who was holding his nose with tears in his eyes. He was stunned for a moment and asked with concern, "Are you okay, Mr. Kurokawa?"
The tip of his nose turned slightly red, and after the astringency subsided, a feeling of numbness remained. Kurokawa Akiho pinched his nose. His moist blue cat eyes were a little confused, and the figure of Amuro Toru looked pitiful.
People really can't be distracted while walking.
"Mr. Amuro." Kurokawa Akishige's tone was nasal and muffled.
"Was the collision very hard? Sorry, I shouldn't have stopped suddenly." Amuro Toru blamed himself.
Kurokawa Akiwa shook his head and sighed pitifully, "My nose won't be cured without two prescriptions."
Amuro Toru was helpless but wanted to laugh: "Don't worry, there will be no problem with any number of formulas."
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