Wow, your brother's drawing looks just like him!
Yuan Tai exclaimed in surprise, holding up a painting they had just found under the bed. This painting was drawn by the older brother of the client, Junyan, who had asked them to help find him.
As can be seen from the picture, this brother's copying skills are quite superb.
“Yes, my brother really has a great talent for imitation.” Junyan nodded in agreement and pointed to another painting on the ground.
Conan, who was searching for clues, also turned his attention to this direction after hearing the sound.
"Who exactly is depicted in this painting?"
Conan looked in the direction Toshihiko was pointing and saw that the figures in the painting were lifelike, but they gave people a sense of déjà vu.
"Hmm...this feels so familiar!" Mitsuhiko frowned, trying hard to recall.
“That’s true, but I just can’t remember who it was,” Ayumi said thoughtfully, leaning over the painting.
"I always felt that it should be someone we see often." Genta scratched his head, indicating that he felt the same way.
The three children surrounded the painting, trying to recall the familiar face from their memories, but for a moment they had no clue.
"Let me take a look," Conan suddenly said, walking up to the painting and carefully examining the artwork on the ground.
"Interesting." Ai Haibara chuckled softly. She already had the answer in her heart as to why her client's brother had disappeared.
"He drew Natsume Soseki." Seeing the curious looks from everyone, Ai Haibara continued expressionlessly.
"It's the portrait on the 1000 yen note, now you should understand, right? Edogawa-kun!" Ai Haibara's tone remained indifferent, but it exuded an undeniable confidence.
"Haibara-san, wow, that's amazing!" Ayumi exclaimed in surprise as she looked at Ai Haibara, who had her arms crossed.
"I understand, I understand everything!" Conan suddenly realized and immediately turned to Toshihiko, asking, "Has your brother seen any strange people recently?"
Junyan frowned, thinking hard. "It seems there was a strange woman who praised my brother for his excellent imitation..."
"A strange woman?" Conan's nerves tensed up instantly.
"Yes, a woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and dressed in all black." Junyan gestured with his hands as he recalled the scene.
His words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the room and causing the hearts of two people present to clench sharply.
Ai Haibara was startled at first, but when she touched the small ball in her pocket, she immediately regained her composure and continued to watch the show leisurely.
Organization? Distillery? What trash are those? Come and try if you dare!
Conan, on the other hand, was completely different. When he heard that the other person was dressed in black, he immediately became extremely nervous.
Black clothes = Men in black = Organization
Conan leaped up as if electrocuted, rushing towards Toshihiko, grabbing his shoulder tightly, and shouting, "When did your brother encounter them? Were there other people with them?"
"Ah..." Junyan was quite startled by Conan's sudden action.
"About 10 days ago, she did seem to have two male companions with her."
"Are they also wearing black clothes?!" Conan gritted his teeth.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Junyan nodded hurriedly.
Two men, dressed in black, are doing something shady...
OK, correct password.
Conan lowered his head, a sharp glint flashing behind his glasses.
"Take me to the place your brother frequents!"
We absolutely cannot let those guys escape this time.
With just the tranquilizer gun in my hand and the power shoes on my feet...
He was willing to stake his reputation as "Shinichi Kudo, the greatest detective of the Heisei era."
"Hehe..." Ai Haibara, who had been silently observing Conan from the side, chuckled softly.
"The organization is truly beyond saving."
Conan has been so active, yet the organization hasn't reacted at all.
It seems the organization is truly beyond saving; they're just waiting to die.
Clutching her little schoolbag tightly, Ai Haibara followed the group outside.
She couldn't wait to see what kind of show would unfold next.
...
"Sigh, Ai said she's going to play outside for a while and will be back later."
Akemi Miyano, who was following Nanami Hanyu to find her sister, took out her phone and saw this message from Ai Haibara.
Looking at the text on her phone screen, Akemi Miyano frowned, conflicted about whether she should continue looking for Ai.
Akemi Miyano scratched her head blankly, unsure of what to do.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Hearing Yuzuru's voice, Miyano Akemi snapped out of her reverie and handed him her phone: "Ai said she wants to stay outside a little longer..."
"Let me see." Yu Shengnan bent down and took a look.
The warm breaths in her ear were like a blazing electric current, penetrating Miyano Akemi's body and making her feel a tingling sensation, causing her body to feel weak.
But he still tried to keep himself steady, gripped the phone tightly, and handed it to Yuzuru Nan to watch.
Yuzuru Hanyu still remembers this plot; it's about a habitual counterfeiter.
Even if I'm not there, Ai won't be in danger, not to mention the various tools I've prepared for her.
The ones in danger are probably those habitual offenders.
Let us mourn for them!
“It’s rare for Ai to have such a childlike heart, so let’s not disturb her.” Yuu Nan said softly, blowing a warm breath into Miyano Akemi’s ear as he spoke. “While Ai is away, we can enjoy some time alone together, can’t we?”
“Okay, Master Yuzuru, let’s go back first…” Akemi Miyano’s cheeks flushed slightly, and her body trembled slightly.
...
"Yuyu Nan, a being with superpowers in modern society."
A beautiful woman with a cold and aloof air was gazing at the information sent by the organization. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly raised, inadvertently revealing endless charm.
In an organization, unless the boss gives the order personally, getting someone to do something depends on their mood.
However, Gin said that this target was not simple and was shrouded in mystery.
This piqued her interest; as a mystic, her greatest passion was exploring secrets and the unknown.
And this target might be the biggest secret she's ever encountered.
“Angel…”
Her slender fingers gently traced a photograph in the document, and a rare hint of tenderness flickered in the woman's beautiful eyes.
"A secret makes a woman woman."
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