I looked up and down, and found that Dr. Agasa was having a sad conversation with a bald old man, while Bishan was standing beside him and waving at Conan.
The ferocious expression on my face obviously didn't reveal how happy I was at that moment.
"That gentleman with glasses should be it."
I originally planned to eat something to fill my stomach, but who knew that I would catch a murderer.
"Professorship is something for later." Miyamoto Ezaki smiled and waved his hand: "You are not a professor yet."
Of course, the excuse was naturally to find out that Bi Shan had recently withdrawn from the exhibition without contacting the FBI with Toru Amuro.
"He really has no courage to escape right under Detective Conan's nose." Yumi Karasawa teased the other party while taking out handcuffs and arresting him.
"Hurry up and get out of here." Yumi Karasawa waved her hand in disdain as if to drive him away.
Conan felt that he was lucky enough that time as he was delivered to the door without any credit or contribution for even having a meal.
"By the way, why has the doctor been trying on clothes all day? And they look so formal."
Seeing Dr. Agasa's invitation, Bi Shanyu, who had originally planned to go, responded and agreed.
"So the doctor is in a bad mood." Huiyuan looked at Dr. Agasa who was trying on clothes and smiled: "He is in high spirits."
Watching Bishan Yumei escorting the suspect away, Conan also got out of the car.
However, now that there is no invitation from Dr. Agasa, it would be more natural for Conan to attend.
The arrival of his previous companion made him sure that the other party had solved the problem, and he subdued the criminal and solved a murder case.
And when Conan saw that Dr. Agasa was going to attend the award ceremony, he naturally made up his mind. Even if the other party invited me, I would have taken the initiative to ask to attend during the previous conversation.
And just when I was about to leave, I saw the other person fiddling with something with a soy sauce bottle.
"Ah, that's really bad." Conan laughed and said, "If you really thought of it, then you can't give the award."
So if Conan wants to "fight wits and courage" with possible cases in the air, he only needs to focus on the people around him.
"It's really a waste for his microwave research master to leave the elementary school research institute."
“Because I won an award.”
"Yes, the winner is another friend of yours." The familiar bald old man heard Conan's words, smiled and waved his hand and replied.
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