Chapter 147 Birds and Light (2)

Ceremony, but Kubo Masaru and Kikuchi Fumiko used the terms "first floor" and "second floor" when they spoke.

"This is because the building and the top floor are separate and used as the viewing floor for the art exhibition, so they are not counted as floors of the skyscraper. Generally, we call these two floors T1 and T2." Secretary Kikuchi explained with a smile, "The stairs and elevators in the building can only reach the 60th floor at most. If you want to reach these two floors, you can only do the same as the previous few people did, and get on the viewing elevator after reaching the 60th floor."

"By the way, Ms. Kikuchi." Suzuki Sonoko asked in a low voice, "Can you take us to that exhibition hall? It's the one where the painting is placed that I asked about before."

"Hey? That's no problem. Please come with me." Secretary Kikuchi stopped walking after hearing that. After thinking for a while, she simply changed direction and turned to another place. "But you should have seen it when you came here. It's at the entrance of the tourist elevator."

As she explained, she led a few people around several other places full of people and walked towards the tourist elevator.

Does this location look familiar? Tsukiyama couldn't help but think secretly as he followed the secretary forward. The location of this exhibition hall is unexpectedly next to the tourist elevator, separated from it by only a wall. It seems to have two exits, one facing the main hall of the exhibition hall, and the other leading to the narrow passage where the tourist elevator is located.

Why on earth do I feel that this road looks familiar...

"Hmm, it's actually located in such a remote place? I didn't even notice there was an exhibition hall here today." Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but say after she walked to the door. She was about to turn around and say something, but she quickly covered her mouth after looking inside.

Most people would subconsciously focus their attention on other areas inside the exhibition. This exhibition hall is located in a remote area, and it is covered with white cloth everywhere, as if it is not well prepared. There are very few visitors, and there are only a few scattered around.

In the inner part of the exhibition hall, a man wearing a beret stood in front of a huge white cloth. He wore a thin white glove on his left hand, and held the other glove that should have been worn on his right hand.

The man's eyes behind the glasses flashed a cold gray light when he slightly turned his head. He looked at the metal introduction board under the white cloth for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch it, but when he was about to land on it, he missed the position and only touched the edge with his knuckles, as if he was afraid. Hearing the

girl's voice at the door, the man pulled himself out of his thoughts. When he realized what was going on, he even forgot to retract his hand.

...I was wondering why it looked familiar, it turned out that Yutani Mia was in it!

Tsukiyama looked at the man standing inside, and then looked at Edogawa Conan, whose expression was frozen next to him, and went crazy in his mind for a few seconds.

In order to avoid going with the guy who was not so clear-headed, Yu Gu Mia didn't go with him, but came from the open exhibition hall on the side. Unexpectedly, he saw the white cloth that appeared in the trailer along the way. He stopped and looked carefully for a few seconds based on the principle of "I'm here now", but who knew that Suzuki Sonoko and the others just came over.

What should I do now? ! Should I chase them?

Tsukiyama Asari condemned his mistake of not even remembering the location for a while, but his feet did not stop moving. He quickly started to chase, and the man who was standing in front of the white cloth turned around and left a second before he caught up with him, and left from another exit in a few steps.

Conan Edogawa, who was originally following them leisurely, changed his expression instantly after seeing the situation in the exhibition hall. He recognized the man in the hall as Cointreau whom he had seen on the cruise ship before. The boy was startled and subconsciously wanted to chase him. He bit his tongue hard at the moment of stepping forward, warning himself not to be reckless. He

didn't expect that this detective who always rushed to the front and was full of curiosity finally learned to suppress his impulse under the high-pressure training of Suemiku Sosuke, and his brother, who was usually very stable, chased him directly.

The black-haired man's steps were so hurried that he didn't even have time to apologize when he accidentally bumped into other people on the road. He just followed the other person's leaving figure all the way to the door, but stopped at the door. He probably didn't catch up.

Edogawa Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he already knew the relationship between the two of them, and coupled with what happened in the villa abroad before, his feelings towards Cointreau were indeed a bit complicated, but even he, who was considered an outsider, felt that now was not a good opportunity for brothers to recognize each other.

There are many people here, and if the people in the organization find out about the relationship between Brother Chaoli and Cointreau, it will be really dangerous.

But why did Cointreau come to this place? It can't be that this exhibition has any connection with the organization... Conan Edogawa frowned and walked to the place where Cointreau had just stopped.

It was just an ordinary white cloth with a stereotype underneath.

But...

Conan Edogawa looked at the words on the introduction board, and his heart, which had originally sank because of the thought that "the organization is related to the exhibition", was twisted together by another force. He remembered the other party's almost cautious actions before, and when he was about to touch, he hesitated and strayed from his fingertips. He felt sour and bitter in his heart, and gave up the original guess.

He might really just come... to see his mother's paintings.

The boy shifted his gaze from the four characters [Tsukiyama Yukasa] on the sign, turned around and took a few steps to the door, holding Tsukiyama Asari's hand, "Asari-san?"

The black-haired man didn't know what he was thinking, with a gloomy look between his brows. He waited until the other party called his name before he reacted. He lowered his head and forced a smile with a bad look on his face, then picked up the boy beside him, "...It's Conan."

Edogawa Conan looked at him, and simply put his hands around his neck, letting him hold him back to the white cloth.

The others who were chatting with Secretary Kikuchi just now didn't notice the movement here. Seeing Tsukiyama Asari holding Edogawa Conan back, Mao Lilan smiled and pinched the boy's face, "Conan is really attached to Asari."

"Xiao Mu, your brother is almost snatched away by this kid with glasses!" Looking at the two of them, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but put her hands on her waist and looked at the white-haired boy next to her. Hearing this, Asuka looked at the little boy held by Tsukiyama Asari, and then looked at the others, and didn't know how to respond to this joke for a while.

He simply stretched out his hand and pinched Edogawa Conan's round face like Xiaolan.

"Hehe, this time the Suzuki Group funded the famous paintings from all over the world. Look at this!" Suzuki Sonoko quickly shifted her attention and led the others to the white cloth. "This is a surprise for Brother Chaoli!" Before she

finished speaking, the original cloth had fallen to the ground, and underneath was just an empty wall.

"Huh?!" The short-haired girl widened her eyes, looked around, and even lifted the cloth to take a look. "No, no?"

Secretary Kikuchi was also surprised. Her originally proper movements became flustered. However, she immediately confirmed that there was no one else in the exhibition hall except them before she breathed a sigh of relief. "Excuse me, could you please help hang up the curtain again? I'll call Mr. Kubo now."

This scene has been seen in the previous trailer... Tsukiyama Asari pondered, squatted down, picked up the curtain, and carefully patted off the dust on it before hanging it up again.

"Okay, okay."

After the woman finished the call, the panic expression on her face finally eased. She patted her chest and said, "It seems that the staff haven't put it up yet. I'll call the staff. Sorry to leave you for a while. Please feel free to visit here first."

"It's okay, Miss Kikuchi, go and do your work first."

After the woman left, Tsukiyama Asari frowned. He looked at the exhibition hall carefully and felt it was inconsistent.

Obviously, everything else outside has been arranged, but now suddenly there is an exhibition hall covered with white cloth, which looks very sloppy. It's really a bit strange. Moreover, the decoration inside is not much different from the outside. Most of them use light-colored fabrics cut into different colors, spliced ​​together and hung next to the scattered paintings that have been hung.

Although this arrangement is indeed very nice, it is rare to use cloth to decorate in an art exhibition.

Asuka simply walked to the side and carefully looked at the scattered paintings. They were all works of the same famous artist. As a painter, Tsukiyama Yukasa's works can only be regarded as minor, but this famous artist is well-known throughout Japan. These paintings are the few works he made in his later years. Each of them took a lot of effort. It is rare to be able to put them together and even exhibit them now, but they are placed in this place that is not easy to be discovered. The unknown paintings next to them are covered with white cloth as the main axis.

This arrangement is really confusing.

He watched for a while, and saw Edogawa Conan walking around the exhibition hall, first he went to look at Mao Lilan, then he went to look at Tsukiyama Chaoli, just like a player in a game, looking for NPCs to interact with in the scene.

The boy couldn't help but laugh at this idea, and the corners of his mouth raised for a moment and then quickly dropped, the arc was so small that even the dimples that occasionally appeared on his face when he was a child were not revealed.

"Xiao Wu brother——"

Asuka Wu actually felt that this restless boy was walking towards him just now, but he waited until the little boy came over and turned around as if he had just noticed it. Because of the white pupil color and hair, the thick white eyelashes covered the light green eyes, and no matter which direction he looked, he looked cold and distant.

Conan Edogawa was skilled in seeing the emotions hidden in his childhood expression, and a question mark kept popping up in his head.

Kirei looked very happy, because of the art exhibition? It seems that the venue chosen for the celebration this time is not bad.

"Shinichi brother asked me to give this to you." After Edogawa Conan's hand stayed on the small medicine box in his pocket for a while, he still did not take it out, but opened the bag that he rarely carried today, took out the box that had been prepared long ago, and handed it to the other party, "Shinichi brother said congratulations on winning the championship, but because there is a case over there that cannot be escaped, he can only give you the prepared gift first."

The more you pretend, the more skilled you are, the great detective.

Asuka Mitsuki thought to himself, and simply squatted down, looking at the boy in front of him at eye level, and took the small box from him.

While the boy was looking at the gift, Edogawa Conan couldn't help but keep his eyes on him. The thin sweater given by Mao Lilan should be suitable for spring, and he was already wearing it. The overly cute sweater chain given by Suzuki Sonoko was also worn around his neck, and the furry little snowman swayed with the movement of the possession.

This pendant is too cute... The boy showed half-moon eyes, and one could imagine Asuka Mitsuki's helpless expression when he stared at the gift for a long time and finally decided to put it around his neck.

"This is..." Asuka Mizuki's eyes lit up after he opened the long and thin box. He took out the finely crafted brush inside, and the curve of the end of his eye softened. "Thank him for me."

This guy is still unable to move when he sees the painting supplies. He has always looked the same since he was a child... When Edogawa Conan thought of this, he remembered the painting of Asuka Mizuki that he and Mao Lilan saw before. It was a painting that made people breathless.

What made him more concerned was actually the name of this painting.

Edogawa Conan hesitated for a long time before he looked up and whispered, "Brother Xiaowu, I want to ask... why is this painting called "Stars"? "

It is a nightmare-like picture mixed together, with depressing colors that make people breathless, but it has such a quiet and bright name.

Asuka Wuchong tried to smile at the boy, but did not respond.

The boy felt that he would most likely not get an answer, and he was not disappointed. He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and carefully handed the medicine box in his pocket to the other party, "Xiao Wu brother...Xinyi brother asked me to give this to you."

He began to feel entangled from the moment he received the medicine box, but now he had a vague feeling that no matter how he thought about this matter, he should give the choice to the guy in front of him.

No one could make a decision for him.

"He said last time that the doctor he knew had prepared the medicine, but..." Conan Edogawa lowered his eyes and told his childhood friend what Haibara Ai had said, with a strong sense of reluctance and apology, "I think... I'll give the medicine to you."

The two girls who were originally walking towards this side paused. They had heard that Kudo Shinichi, that guy who was busy abroad, actually knew a doctor who could try to treat Komiri's physical illness. Since that phone call, they often thought about what to do after Komiri recovered, but no one expected this result.

Suzuki Sonoko wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mao Lilan who reacted. The two people not far away obviously did not notice their arrival.

The long-haired girl turned her head and saw Tsukiyama Asari looking at her quietly. She felt her nose ache and could only lower her head to hide the tears in her eyes.

It was too... cruel to make such a choice.

The white-haired boy opposite was silent for a long time, and just before Edogawa Conan could not help but apologize, he put his cool fingers on his head.

Asuka Mizuki took the medicine bottle from the boy in front of him, and finally understood why he had such an expression before, and why he always showed a guilty look when he saw him.

"Thank you." He pursed his lips and gently curved his eyes when the little boy looked at him, "I will use it well." The

little boy who was comforted in return instantly caught the other party's meaning, and he widened his eyes, "Have you figured out how to use it, brother Mizuki?"

So fast? ! Did this guy understand what I just said? This is... the only chance.

"Well, let's have dinner together at my house on your birthday." The boy said without any hesitation, "Brother, Xiaolan, Sonoko, Shinichi..."

After realizing that he didn't know that Shinichi was Conan, Asuka paused for a moment and added, "And Conan, Officer Hagiwara and the others... should be able to sit down."

"Just... have a meal?" Conan Edogawa widened his eyes. He looked at the paintings hanging around and kept asking, "What about the art exhibition? There are so many other things, the amusement park? And the one you often go to... hiss!"

Only then did he realize that this was something Kudo Shinichi knew about, and he quickly stopped talking, but he didn't expect to bite his tongue, which hurt so much that he burst into tears.

With only half an hour to spare, he almost wanted to show this guy everything he had, including all the paintings he liked, the scenery he had seen but had no colors before... But Asuka Mizuki just wanted to use this half hour to have a meal at home.

"There are so many important things, Brother Mizuki..."

Listening to the pile of things listed by Edogawa Conan, the white-haired boy actually smiled. He interrupted the boy with a serious look in his eyes, "This is the most important thing."

Compared to those cold things, I want to use this half hour to take a good look at you.

Conan Edogawa looked up at him blankly, unable to speak for a long time. Although he was standing in the exhibition hall, he suddenly thought of the cabinet with handicrafts and photos in Tsukiyama Asari's house. Whether it was the boy who used crayons to draw when he was a child, or the handsome boy now, when he looked at them, his eyes always flashed with a rare light.

Before he could speak, two people rushed over like a cannonball and hugged Asuka Kiri, who was still squatting.

"Kiri..." Suzuki Sonoko's eyes were full of tears, and Mao Li Ran next to her couldn't help crying. The person in the middle couldn't bear to see others cry, so he hurriedly wanted to take out a tissue from his pocket, but he remembered that he was wearing a sweater and had no pockets at all.

He quickly cast a pleading look at the little boy in front of him, but before the other party received the signal, Edogawa Conan, who had been stunned, took a step forward, hugged his waist tightly, and joined the other two who were holding him tightly.

Finally, it was Tsukiyama Chaoli who saved his brother. He took out a napkin from his bag, wiped the tears of the two girls, and said softly, "Come to my house for dinner. I will cook the dishes you like."

"Yes!" The short-haired girl wiped her tears, "I will definitely wear my best clothes!"

Asuka Kiri finally found a chance to speak. He glanced at the little boy in front of him and apologetically changed the subject, "I don't know about Shinichi..."

"That reasoning madman! If you don't come to your 18th birthday, I will definitely break his legs!" Mao Li Ran's attention was diverted instantly and she became angry.

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but reveal a half-moon eye. This is not something I can decide...

Looking at the little detective's expression, Asuka Mizuki's eyes flashed with a smile, and he coughed twice, "So, is it a deal?"

"It's a deal!" Suzuki Sonoko said loudly, and reached out and hooked her pinky finger on the other's, "I promise I will come."

"Me too." Mao Lilan reached out and hooked her pinky finger on the two of them. Edogawa Conan stood on his toes and watched for a long time, and finally put his pinky finger on it. The four people's fingers hooked together, which seemed a bit out of place.

Asuka Mizuki raised the corner of his mouth, and a small, fleeting dent appeared on one side of his cheek.

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After a long time, the white-haired boy looked around and felt that he was just like a cat climbing frame hung by three cats.

After Cat No. 3 Edogawa Conan finally let go, he was able to stand up from the ground with his legs numb from squatting. The goggles on his face made it difficult to see the situation on both sides, and the boy stumbled when he stood up.

He held on to the wall and before he could stand steadily, he saw Secretary Kikuchi, who was holding biscuits and drinks, walking over carefully. However, he was frightened by the sudden ringing of the mobile phone in his pocket, and with the goggles on his face, he accidentally twisted his ankle and was about to fall to the side.

"Be careful."

The white-haired boy standing next to him quickly reached out to support her, but was splashed with the spilled juice.

"I'm so sorry!" Secretary Kikuchi apologized repeatedly. She hurriedly put down the tray in her hand and took out a tissue from her bag to help wipe the sweater, but the soft fabric of the sweater quickly absorbed the juice and it couldn't be wiped clean.

"It's okay." Asuka Mizuki first comforted the person, and then paid attention to her own situation. Half a cup of juice was spilled, and the thin sweater was already wet and stuck to her body.

This is a problem. I won't have to run around in this clothes all day, right?

"Go to the bathroom and change first." Tsukiyama Asari used a tissue to absorb the excess juice on the clothes, and then carefully wiped the water stains on his neck.

This time he did not bring any change of clothes. The black-haired man struggled for a long time before he remembered that he was wearing a two-piece top, with a long-sleeved thin sweater on top of the loose shirt. Seeing that there were only a few of them in the exhibition hall, he simply took off the thin sweater and handed it to the other party, "Change into this one."

"Okay."

After taking the clothes, Asuka Kiri greeted a few people and then walked into the venue.

"The next exhibition is about to start, hurry up." Suzuki Sonoko shouted at his back as he left.

Not long after he walked out of the exhibition hall, he saw the conspicuous sign. He walked into the bathroom not far away and found that there was no one inside. He simply closed the door, took off his wet sweater and the sweater chain, put them on the shelf, and wiped off the sticky juice on his body with the towel that Secretary Kikuchi helped him get before putting on Tsukiyama Asari's sweater.

Is it a little big?

After putting it on, the boy realized that this piece of clothing by Tsukiyama Asari was a little too big for him. It was also designed to be loose because it was paired with an undershirt. The collar was wide, and a large area of ​​skin was exposed at the shoulders and neck. Asuka Mizuki pulled it in front of the mirror a few times, and felt that his outfit was a bit similar to the various artists outside.

Asuka Mizuki shivered in the cool breeze coming in from the half-open window, but he still took the sweater and sweater chain that he had just changed to the sink and carefully washed them for the time being.

These two were gifts from them. If they were not washed clean when he returned, it would be a disaster.

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On the other side, Miss Kikuchi answered the phone call that scared her so much that she knocked over the tray, and then apologized to several people.

"Secretary sister." Edogawa Conan looked at her for a while and couldn't help asking, "Was that call from home?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." The woman couldn't help blushing because of this sentence. She looked around and whispered, "I just graduated not long ago, and I can't buy two mobile phones to separate my personal and work numbers... and I have lived with my grandparents since I was a child. They are always... worried about me."

"But, if you know that Miss Kikuchi is working, you shouldn't call, right?" The little detective still refused to give up asking questions about this incomprehensible thing.

"Because... I forgot to report that I was safe today." Secretary Kikuchi shook her head. Even in her business suit, she couldn't help revealing the confusion of a girl who had just graduated. "I used to send text messages every day at lunch time, but I was busy and forgot today, so they called me in a panic."

"So that's how it is."

The few of them walked around the exhibition hall a few more times. Suzuki Sonoko kept looking at the watch. Until the hand pointed to an integer, they were taken to the edge of the podium in the hall by Secretary Kikuchi, and Asuka Kirito still hadn't returned.

"Why hasn't this guy come back yet?" the short-haired girl couldn't help but worry, "It's about to start, won't he miss it if he doesn't come back?"

Before she finished speaking, amid a burst of muffled exclamations, the lights all around went out, and the venue was plunged into darkness.

"How strange." After looking around, Conan Edogawa spoke in a childish voice, "There are floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides of the exhibition hall. Lights from other surrounding buildings should be able to shine in, but now I can't see anything at all."

"That's because the surrounding areas are actually all the buildings of the several tycoons who invested this time. For the opening performance, the surrounding buildings turned off the lights at the same time as the skyscrapers."

Miss Kikuchi's voice came from another direction, but her figure was completely invisible in the darkness.

"No wonder electronic devices are confiscated when the show is about to start." Suzuki Sonoko sighed, "If someone turns on the lighting function of their mobile phone, it will ruin the opening show."

"Why hasn't Xiao Wu come over yet..." Mao Li Ran worriedly. She squinted her eyes and looked around, then groped a step to the side, "I remember he just went to the bathroom on the left. I'll go find him."

"Xiao Ran, it's too dark now."

"But..." Mao Li Ran frowned, but finally made up her mind and walked in the direction of her memory, "I'll be there right away!"

"Xiao Ran!"

In the darkness, only the girl's low voice of "take it" and hurried footsteps could be heard. Edogawa Conan frowned instantly, turned on the night market function of his glasses, and finally managed to see the things around him clearly.

Just over ten meters away from the people was the restroom that Asuka Kirito had gone to before. Mao Lilan had already avoided the people around her and was walking in that direction with a clear goal.

It seems there is no need to worry... wait! Asuka Kirito is in the men's restroom, right? She is not planning to go in, is she?

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but twitch his lips. The guy probably forgot about this matter completely when he was in a hurry to find someone just now.

"Wow! It's about to start." Suzuki Sonoko's voice came from the side. She looked around worriedly, "If we don't hurry up, we really won't be able to catch up."

The lights in the venue suddenly flickered.

"Good evening, everyone." Kubo's smiling voice came from behind the stage curtain. After briefly expressing his gratitude to the sponsors of the exhibition, he turned the topic to the exhibition itself. "In the [Daytime] exhibition hall, there are a total of ten small exhibition halls, namely..."

Every time he mentioned one, the lights in the corresponding small exhibition hall would light up for a moment. The exhibition hall that the few people had visited before, which was covered with white cloth everywhere, was actually at the core.

"Sonoko, they've come out, look." Seeing that Suzuki Sonoko still looked worried, Tsukiyama Asari smiled and motioned her to look to the side. A lighted exhibition hall just illuminated a small area of ​​the hall. Mao Lilan and Asuka Kiri were standing not far from the bathroom where they were just now. It seemed that because the opening performance had already begun, they were afraid of disturbing other visitors by walking around in the venue, so they did not come to meet them.

Suzuki Sonoko waved at them and finally put aside her previous worries.

Soon, all the lights in the venue went out again.

"Next, welcome everyone to the [Long Night]."

As Kuboman's voice sounded, a subtle buzzing sound rang out inside the venue. Tsukiyama Asari only felt a straight red line passing through the lens of the goggles he was wearing, followed by a dazzling light that came from somewhere inside the goggles, causing the man to close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the core function of the goggles had already been activated. On the curtain,

a small light spot suddenly flashed, followed by the sound of music, and the light spots became more and more numerous and brighter, flowing on the curtain and converging into a galaxy.

It was completely dark, like standing alone in the vast universe, with only the flowing sea of ​​stars in front of him. The light slowly slid and jumped, and finally stretched into a thin line, which converged into two glittering buildings connected by a short connecting bridge on the top.

"It's the skyscraper we are in!" Suzuki Sonoko sighed in a low voice, "We should be in the one on the left."

The light spots quickly dispersed and surged to the other side, converging into one painting after another. Every time a painting appeared, someone would whisper the name of the painting in surprise. The increasingly fast rhythm and gradually intense music pushed the atmosphere of the entire scene to a climax.

After the light spots painted the last picture, the light spots on the curtain disappeared again, and the music also fell silent.

"Is this the painting of that...something Akis? I remember that Kirito liked him very much. This painting is called..." Suzuki Sonoko pondered for a long time, "Oh, right! It's "Dancing Woman"!"

"Please, that one is called "Girl in White Dress"." Edogawa Conan couldn't help but reveal half-moon eyes. He heard the sound of light footsteps coming from above the stage at this time.

Is there something being arranged urgently inside? Or are they preparing for the opening performance that is coming next.

Soon, the footsteps were covered by the music that sounded again, and with the heavier drumbeats, a huge number 10 appeared on the screen.

As everyone eagerly followed, the number finally slowly moved to '0', and the curtain on the stage was gradually pulled open. However, the organizer of this exhibition did not stand in the center of the stage, open his arms and say 'Welcome to the long night' to everyone as planned.

After seeing the scene on the stage, Edogawa Conan suddenly widened his eyes.

In the center of the stage, Kubo Manmei, wearing a suit, had a pale face and raised his hands above his head. His temple was pressed against a submachine gun.

The strong man holding the gun wore goggles of different styles to facilitate movement, and covered the area below the bridge of his nose with a mask, blocking all facial features.

The venue suddenly rang with overwhelming screams, and one of the people on the stage fired several shots at the ceiling, "Everyone squat! Cover your head with your hands!"

Damn it!

Edogawa Conan couldn't help gritting his teeth. He turned his head to find the location of Mao Lilan, but his view was completely blocked by the panicked crowd.

"Where are the reporters? Where are the reporters?!" the man next to the leader shouted, and soon two people carrying cameras and microphones stood up tremblingly in the crowd.

"Turn on the live broadcast." The man threatened, asking him to point the camera at the hostages in the venue. "Mr. Kubo, I don't know much about the situation in the venue. How many people are there here?"

"Including the staff, there are 214 people in total..." Kubo tried to keep his voice calm.

"Okay, did the police hear it? There are 214 lives here in total." The man laughed and hit Kubo's head hard with the butt of the gun, forcing him to squat with his head in his hands like the others, "I don't know if you are willing to exchange one person's life for..."

Damn, where did Mao Lilan and the others go?

Conan Edogawa frowned. Now all the lights in the venue were on, but the goggles also started to work, and everything the boy saw was black and white.

The girl he was looking for was now surrounded by several people holding guns.

At the bathroom door in front, Asuka Kiri bit her lower lip tightly, blocking Ran Mouri who had not yet figured out the situation behind her. The girl grabbed the fabric of the boy's clothes behind her, her eyes full of panic.

"Is he the last one to come out of here?" asked the masked man, and got a positive answer from his companion next to him.

"The four people who entered before should all be in the venue. We will find them soon."

The man responded, and seemed a little dissatisfied with the person who announced this job. He pointed his gun at the two people unceremoniously and frowned, "Take off your hats, quickly!"

Fei Niao Wu frowned and slowly took off the hat on his head, revealing a conspicuous white hair.

"Is it him?" The man frowned and asked, "He said what the product of the experiment was... The hair color was abnormal, and the body functions were damaged to varying degrees. The common point was that they were all color blind, and... Oh, yes, they had numbers on their bodies. There are so many people with strange hair in the venue, where can I find them?"

"I only want the people who came out of here." A

strange voice came from behind. The man had half-long hair that was a bit broken, with black and white hair mixed together, making the middle-aged man look even older.

This man's face had been flashing in his dreams since he drank those few sips of white wine last time, as if it had a fear buff. When he saw this face, he subconsciously recalled his experience in the laboratory before the age of five, which he finally remembered fragments of. The tip of his nose was full of the smell of rust and disinfectant, and his body was subconsciously trembling slightly.

Fei Niao Wu narrowed his eyes and observed the man carefully. He was holding a mobile phone and talking to someone on the phone.

It was Gin.

The boy quickly got the answer from Cointreau's perspective.

"Of course, I can guarantee that I won't find the wrong person." The other side said some usual threatening words again, and the researcher responded dissatisfiedly, with a rude tone, "Especially the one in front of me, if..."

"No, you found the wrong person!"

Fei Niao Wu, who was originally frowning and trying to hear some useful information from their conversation, turned back subconsciously because of the sound coming from behind, with surprise in his eyes.

Mao Lilan, who had been hiding in the back, poked her head out at this time, her eyebrows were twisted together, and her voice was loud, as if she deliberately wanted the person on the other side to hear clearly, "I said he didn't have any color.