Chapter 54

Bourbon Arc·End Tsukiyama Asari's expression was extremely ugly.

But that was only for a moment. The next second, as the boy asked in a worried whisper, his expression quickly eased. If the bottom corner of the menu had not been curled, Edogawa Conan would have thought that he had just seen it wrong.

"Sorry..." The smile in the man's words faded a little, "I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable just now."

Is that really the case?

Edogawa Conan hid behind his reflective glasses and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

He looked as if he was completely fine, but his fingers were still unconsciously rubbing the menu interface in his hand, which was a very obscure thinking action.

Many people would touch the things in their hands unconsciously while talking, but Edogawa Conan had known the man in front of him for seven years, so he knew that he definitely didn't have this habit.

"Asahina..."

"Wait a minute." Tsukiyama Asari interrupted the little detective's unfinished words, swiped the screen, found the nickname in the [A] column in the communication, and dialed the number. It

was connected very quickly.

Without too many transitional words, he quickly got to the point, "Xiaolan, is Xiaowu next to you?"

Unable to hear what the other end said back, Edogawa Conan only saw the man in front of him force a smile, "Okay, thank you Xiaolan."

Tsukiyama Asari was in a very low mood.

Asuka Mizuki's connection was suddenly disconnected just now. He recalled carefully. This irresistible drowsiness came quickly and strangely. It must be caused by drugs. It is estimated that someone put drugs in his glass of juice.

After the perspective on the other side was disconnected, he was completely unable to find out the situation, but the character card belonging to Asuka Mizuki in the system interface has begun to change color.

To be more specific, it started to turn gray little by little from the top of the card, and now it is almost one-fifth gray.

Tsukiyama Asari naturally knew where Asuka Mizuki was now. Although he didn't know where the person who drugged him would move him, it was obviously not convenient to move a boy over 1.7 meters tall, and it was impossible to be so blatant and would not exceed the range of the building.

But now he has no reason to go looking for her directly.

And the point is...

He had always assumed that Asuka Kiri had been completely accepted. After all, he basically had all the treatment of the protagonist. And although he encountered murder cases every now and then in the protagonist group, compared with the other two aliases, Asuka Kiri had always lived a more relaxed school life, so Tsukiyama Asari usually focused on the other two.

He didn't expect that the alias that he thought would never be harmed would suddenly be hit like this. If even the characters who have been in the protagonist group since the beginning are killed by that 73... then all his plans have to be overturned and started over.

No, not necessarily.

Previously, Ran Mouri and Conan Edogawa had been injured many times as the protagonists. Tsukiyama Asari calmed down and chatted casually, "Is Xiaolan in school? Is it too far to go to the studio?" After

receiving the reply of "It's okay, I was going to find Xiaowu", the man with a crazy mind finally breathed a sigh of relief and replied a few words casually without hanging up the phone.

If he said so, this time it was not the so-called rejection of the world rules, but it was precisely the role that the creator god gave to Asuka Wu, and the purpose was probably...

In front of him was all the data that the system had just urgently called out. The relevant cases and character data from a few years ago were arranged on the panel in different categories. Tsukiyama Asari quickly browsed through them.

It was indeed for this.

"Brother Asari?" The young detective, who had been unable to speak for a long time, interrupted at this moment, "Why do you suddenly want to look for Brother Komiri? Is there something urgent?"

"Ah...nothing." Since this is a world of science, Tsukiyama Asari simply attributed the reason for suddenly calling Mao Lilan to find the other party to the so-called metaphysical psychological induction, "I just suddenly have a bad feeling. Maybe I'm too tired recently."

Bad feeling?

Edogawa Conan frowned, revealing a mature expression that did not belong to a child. He was about to speak...

"Ah————"

The girl's scream was slightly distorted through the microphone. The shout echoed directly in the entire quiet cafe. Even Amuro Toru, who was wiping the tableware, quickly put down the plate and hurried over with a frown to inquire about the situation.

"Xiaolan? Xiaolan?!" When he heard the scream, Yueshan Chaoli stood up instantly, holding one hand on the table and anxiously asking about the situation.

On the other side, the girl with long black hair just stared at the scene in front of her, her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the phone steady, letting it fall to the ground, hitting the tile surface with a dull sound.

In front of her, the scattered shelves in the classroom were splattered with blood. A middle-aged man with a familiar face and an oddly long beard had a grim expression. He fell to the ground, blood oozing from the messy knife wounds on his chest, staining most of his clothes and the ground red. Next to him, a

familiar white-haired boy leaned against the wall, holding a fruit knife with a blade completely stained with blood in his right hand, and his left hand was soaked in a small bucket beside him.

Mao Lilan moved over with difficulty, only to see that the water in the bucket had completely turned red, and the concentration was so high that the boy's hand in the water could not be seen clearly.

"Xiao Wu——

"

"So, everyone left after the class. Was Xiaolan the first person to arrive at the crime scene and discover the body?" Inspector Megure looked at the girl who was still in shock and wiping her tears, feeling a little embarrassed.

Because of various cases, he would see Asuka Kiri every now and then, and he liked this girl who seemed cold but was actually very sincere from the bottom of his heart. He regarded her as his own junior. Now she was still lying in the hospital, dying, and even holding the murder weapon in his hand. She was listed as one of the suspects, so Inspector Megure was naturally worried and angry.

Ran Mouri, who had a very good relationship with the boy, was the first witness and must have been greatly shocked. But now the only thing they can do is to find the murderer as soon as possible and clear Asuka Kiri of suspicion, so Officer Megure can only suppress his anger in his heart and ask about the details of the case.

"Yeah." Ran Mouri was gently embraced by Suzuki Sonoko. She forced herself to hold back her tears and tried her best to help the police solve the case. "Because I made an appointment with Kiri at 12 o'clock, but he didn't come until 12:30. It happened that Brother Asari also had something urgent to see him, so Sonoko and I wanted to go to the studio to take a look... There was no one inside at that time, only..."

"It's like this." The man wearing an apron covered with paint and old-fashioned black-framed glasses took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Mao Lilan, who was wiping her tears with her hands. "If you don't mind, please use it... The studio is open all day. After the class this morning ended at 11:30, everyone left to eat."

Mao Lilan took the handkerchief and whispered thanks.

"Then, please introduce yourselves and tell me about the timeline this morning. Are you the only three who have been to the studio today?" Inspector Megure looked sternly at the three people in front of him who were uneasy.

"Yes, because today's class is not a formal class. It's just a small class opened by Mr. Ishida. There are only three students in total." The man who just handed the handkerchief to Mao Li Ran said first, "My name is Nakatani Saki, and I'm Mr. Ishida Yuhi's assistant. After class, I sorted out the tools and went out to eat."

"Did you see the dead and the victim at that time?" "

Mr. Ishida has a bad temper. He usually goes straight back to his lounge after class. As for Asuka... I saw him walking towards Mr. Ishida's lounge after class." Nakatani Saki stroked his hair with some regret, "I'm sorry, because he has to participate in a competition recently, he often goes to Mr. Ishida after class at noon, and I didn't pay much attention at the time."

"Painting competition?"

"Yes, that's the one. It has to be delivered before the end of the month. Although it's finished overall, some details still need to be modified."

The two police officers who came with Inspector Megure also cast their eyes on the work that was clipped onto a huge drawing board and stood on the wall.

The lines and coloring techniques are very mature, but the colors are very strange. All the trees in the picture are rendered with large areas of overly gorgeous colors. The colors are very bold, but they collide to create a strange and weird beauty.

"Student Asuka's painting style has always been like this."

Before he finished speaking, Conan Edogawa, who had been in deep thought, saw the red-haired man next to Nakatani Saki turn his head and spit in dissatisfaction, then said with a sour face, "My name is Noguchi Kawaichi, and I left after class at noon. If you ask me, doesn't that scene already explain the problem? That guy stabbed Ishida to death and then committed suicide out of fear of crime. I really don't know what else to investigate."

His eyes fell on Officer Megure's face and sneered, "Or, as a policeman, do you want to protect him?"

"Mr. Noguchi, please be careful with your words." Sato Miwako spoke quickly, interrupting the other party sharply, "There is no key evidence pointing out that Xiao... Asuka Kiri is the murderer. Whether it is him or you, there are suspects. We will not cover up the suspect, and we will never hastily make a judgment before there is key evidence." "

Yes. Please cooperate with our investigation, Mr. Noguchi, and the other two."

Noguchi Kawaichi choked for a moment, lowered his head and muttered a few words before stopping talking. After that, the woman with tears in her eyes spoke, "My name is Okamoto Suzuko, and I am also a student of the small class. I left directly after class today, but I came back halfway because I forgot to bring my wallet."

Nakatani Saki, 38 years old, assistant to Ishida Yuhi and teacher of Ishida's studio.

Noguchi Kawaichi, 19 years old, student of Ishida's studio.

Okamoto Suzuko, 18 years old, a student at Ishida Art Studio.

When Tsukiyama Asari pushed open the door of the studio, he saw the classic three-choice scene.

"Asari-san..." Mouri Ran's tears, which had been stopped, burst out instantly when she saw the other party. She took a few steps forward and almost fell into the other party's arms, her shoulders shaking. Tsukiyama Asari put his arm around the other party, made a "sorry" gesture to other people who noticed this, and took the girl to the aisle to sort out her emotions.

Edogawa Conan knew about this matter, and it was most appropriate for him as his elder brother, Tsukiyama Asato, to comfort him. He took a deep breath and walked towards Toru Amuro, who had followed the man in and was now standing by the wall. "Mr. Amuro, how is Brother Xiaowu's condition?"

The light-colored shirt on the blond man's body was stained red in several places by blood. He had just driven a few people over in his car and helped carry the boy with no blood on his face into the ambulance.

The man with firm and smooth arm muscles had a solemn look on his face. He still kept his sleeves rolled up to the crooks of his hands, and did not care about the blood stains remaining on his body. After hearing his question, Amuro Toru met his worried eyes and said with a smile, "There is no danger to his life anymore."

There was no smile in his purple-gray eyes.

Toru Amuro remembered why the name 'Tsukiyama Asari' sounded so familiar.

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