Chapter 226 Play First
Inside Professor Agasa's car.
Because his hair color was a bit eye-catching, Behringer didn't go in. He was fiddling with the radar in his hand with his head down. The flashing dot on it suddenly moved from near the Beika Hotel to another place.
He curved the corners of his lips into a smile.
The bear is indeed in Gin's car, but why is the location showing up here?
This is his stuff, of course he can change it however he wants!
Meanwhile, inside a Porsche driving on the highway, Gin lit another cigarette and then noticed something at his feet.
He bent down and picked it up, discovering it was a small black plush bear, about the size of his palm.
Gin squeezed the teddy bear, then unzipped it to check it again, but found nothing inside.
Little Bear: I dare not move, I dare not move.
Vodka turned his head to look over, then regained his composure and said, "This is probably Xiaobai's toy."
Gin examined the teddy bear from all angles, snorted, stuffed the cotton back in, and tossed it into the back seat.
Little Bear: You even helped me stuff the cotton back in! You're really something, I'm so happy!
Inside the lobby of the Beika Hotel, the lights had been turned off, just to show a few slides.
Then, a sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out, followed by a purple handkerchief that seemed to float onto the Corgi's head.
He had just received the handkerchief when the lights in the hall suddenly came on, and everyone discovered that the chandelier had fallen and hit someone.
Standing in the crowd, Bertrand stared at the horrific scene in the center with curious eyes, clicking his tongue inwardly.
Oh, how awful!
After glancing at Vermouth's phenomenal acting, Bertrand's gaze fell on Conan and Ai Haibara. A wicked smile spread across his youthful face as he slowly approached them.
Conan and Ai Haibara, using the excuse of needing to use the restroom, prepared to go to the front desk to ask who had received the purple handkerchief.
As soon as the door opened, reporters outside started snapping photos with their flashes.
Pisco also saw Ai Haibara at this time.
Bertrand glanced at the two who had slipped out through the crack in the door, then at Pisco, who was currently the only one in the brewery who knew Ai Haibara's identity, and shrugged indifferently.
Although the distillery is a bit short-staffed, it seems like the old man ordered his killing.
Never mind then.
Let's play first and then talk about it.
So he ran around the hall, even making a face at Vermouth.
It almost made her burst out laughing.
By the time Conan obtained the list of people who possessed the purple handkerchief, the murder case had been officially classified as an accident, and the guests present were asked to leave.
Amidst the chaos, Ai Haibara and Conan are forced to separate.
Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed Ai Haibara, knocked her unconscious, and took her to the hotel's wine cellar.
An hour later, she suddenly woke up. Conan contacted her through his glasses and finally told her to find the magical liquor and drink it.
She was about to save the data into Professor Agasa's MO, but Professor Agasa and his companion outside the hotel also saw Gin and his companion arriving at the hotel.
Perched on the edge of the roof, Bertrand drew circles in the snow, utterly bored.
"Why haven't you climbed up yet, Sherry?"
He stared at the black Porsche parked by the roadside, and the blue-haired man who got out of the yellow car next to it and walked furtively toward it. His eyes suddenly lit up.
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