Hashiki Yu sighed with regret: "It's not Hecate..."
"Well, if you want to stay here, go ahead. I'm going back to my room to rest."
He waved his hands, looked listless, and yawned as he left the living room.
Vermouth turned her gaze away from Haibara Ai and saw this very familiar child suddenly startled, then hid behind Sugawa Gen with a trembling body. She raised the corners of her lips faintly, "How indifferent."
Sen Nana touched her face with her hand, put it down with trembling hands, and said gloomily: "Stop, I have to go back and rest too."
"No," Kogoro Mori stopped him.
"Why, what right do you have to stop me?"
"Please stay and tell us everything that happened in the piano room. It is very important to us."
Mori Nana impatiently crossed her arms over her chest, stood on the steps and looked down, her mouth curled up sarcastically: "Why should I say that?"
"Ms. Mori Nana, if we want to end this game now, we have to unite..."
"That's enough," Mori Nana interrupted him coldly, "Don't hold me hostage with morality. Anyway, my most precious thing has been taken away. As for your life or death, I don't really care."
Gen Saikawa grabbed Matsuda, who had become angry because of this sentence, and asked, "Ms. Mori, if you don't want to talk about it, can you tell us your cards?"
"Oh...", Mori Nana lowered her eyes proudly. The scar on her face made her look superior and domineering at this moment. She took out the card from her pocket and threw it on the ground without any care. "Whatever, I'm going to rest. Don't bother me if it's not important."
The red skirt swayed and disappeared at the end of the stairs. The golden card fluttered and fell slowly to the ground, revealing the sharp cursive words - Aglaia.
Maori Kogoro glanced at the card, looked away with disinterest, and pursed his lips again, "What? This woman is too arrogant."
Sen Nana is not Hecate either, so now only the cards of Bermode, Bourbon and three other men are still unknown.
Jiang Teng Yuansheng nodded to everyone and said, "It's getting late, everyone should go back and rest early."
Gen Sugawa took a step forward and put Haibara Ai behind him, blocking Vermouth's stare that became more obvious as everyone left. He looked straight into Vermouth's deep blue eyes and shook his head slightly.
He knew some of the conflicts between Bermode and the Miyano family. But Bermode was not the kind of person who liked to impose personal grudges on children. She was now looking at him with curiosity. Judging from how much Sugawa Gen knew about Bermode, this was definitely Bermode's bad taste.
Is it fun to scare a child like this?
Of course.
Vermouth blinked his deep blue eyes as a gesture of affirmation.
Bermode casually spread out her hands, waved, and walked back to the second floor: "I'm going to rest now, too. Detectives, please keep working hard."
In a blink of an eye, only Maori and his group were left in the hall. Matsuda Jinpei sighed and was about to ask the children to go back to their rooms to rest when he saw the three of them rushing to the corpse. However, Uncle Maori seemed to have seen nothing and staggered back to the room, yawning.
Matsuda Jinpei: ..
The organization's people finally left, and Conan was relieved and went to the body. He observed Kobayakawa's neck, then lifted her arms, and thought: "She was indeed killed by a cut throat. Maybe those people didn't control the strength when they attacked her."
"And Ms. Kobayakawa's movements were very natural and her body was very relaxed. There was no sign of any struggle. So those people must have moved very quickly, so quickly that Ms. Kobayakawa couldn't react."
Huiyuan Ai squatted beside Kobayakawa and touched her chin: "Don't you think the scratches on her neck are a little strange?
It's a mess, but the arrangement looks familiar. Doesn't it look like the wound on Mori Nana's face? "
She said to Qichuan Yuan very naturally: "Brother, go get some cold water. It's hard to tell the blood and flesh apart."
"Here, water."
Haibara Ai took the water that was quickly passed to her face, and then she froze. Her brother was still squatting there without moving. This sound...
Matsuda Jinpei looked at them unkindly. He stood beside the three people with his hands folded across his chest. When he saw the three people raise their heads guiltily, he sneered, "Well, your analysis is good. Keep going."
"Well, we were just joking, Matsuda you..."
Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand and placed it on Sugawa Gen's head. As his voice became quieter, he lowered his head and looked into his blue eyes that were slightly guilty. He chuckled and said, "I'm not a fool."
He walked to the corpse under the astonished gazes of the three people, took the water from Haibara Ai's hand and poured it on the wound. Thanks to the fact that the wound was open not long ago, the blood was easily washed away, revealing the messy scratches underneath.
He raised his head and saw the three people still standing there stupidly. He helplessly rubbed his forehead and said, "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. Anyway, pay attention. I have noticed your differences. There is no reason why people who live with you every day don't notice it, especially you, Conan."
Conan was stunned and pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me?"
"What? Do you think your acting is good? And Uncle Mori is really not as stupid as you think," Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes unhappily, "How can a child be calmer than an adult when facing a case? There are too many flaws."
Conan silently took a step back, refusing to admit his mistake: "Officer Matsuda, what are you talking about? Hahaha, I don't quite understand." "Okay, stop playing dumb, Kudo Shinichi, it's okay for me to call you that, right?"
Conan's heart was shocked and he stood there in shock.
How come?
Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand and waved, and Sugawa Gen immediately closed his mind and moved to Kobayakawa's side to take the water bottle from Matsuda Jinpei's hand. He also glanced at Conan with sympathy as he stood aside and doubted his life.
Matsuda was almost imprisoned in the First Investigation Division. His reasoning ability is no worse than Conan's. It seems that Matsuda has already found out all of Conan's past by following the clues.
"I thought you looked familiar before, and I asked someone to find a photo of Kudo Shinichi and compared it to a smaller version of him. And the time you appeared and the time Kudo Shinichi disappeared completely overlapped. I originally thought you were blood relatives."
As Matsuda Jinpei spoke, Conan's body became more and more stiff. If Officer Matsuda could recognize him, then there was no reason why Xiaolan and Uncle Maori couldn't recognize him...
"There is no such bizarre thing in the world. I don't believe in rejuvenation. But your acting skills are so poor. If you were a little more restrained, I wouldn't pursue it. But don't forget that even adults would be scared if they encountered such a scene, but you acted as if you were used to it."
"And Ai-chan, you two know too much. But I won't force you to do what you did."
Matsuda Jinpei said seriously, "But you have to be careful. It would not be good if such a bizarre thing were known by those crazy scientists."
Huiyuan Ai nodded blankly, and a warm current surged in her heart: "I will pay attention."
Conan:? Are you admitting it just like that?
Matsuda Jinpei took the pen from Sugawa Gen and murmured, "Well, luckily Sugawa is just like you guys. If he is found, you can just hand him over."
Sugawa Gen: "..?"
"This guy is a human weapon. Even though he looks sick now, if there is real danger, he will be the biggest danger."
"Hi hi," Conan gave up resisting and nodded angrily.
However, since Matsuda Jinpei did not want to pursue the matter, he could not say more. The fewer people who knew about these things, the better. He approached Matsuda Jinpei and saw a pattern on the paper that Matsuda Jinpei had drawn according to the scratches. As the lines became more complete, the pattern gradually revealed its original appearance - Tsumizui.
"Sure enough, Sugawa Gen frowned, "This is not a simple game, it's more like revenge."
"But there are a few things I can't understand now. Why are Mori Nana and Kobayakawa Eko unwilling to show the cards? Also, was Mori Nana really punished because she wanted to escape?
The piano room is on the second floor, and it is closed, so there is no way to escape."
Conan agreed, "And the relationship between Yuquan Tonnobu and Kobayakawa Eko seems a little strange. They are not strangers at all."
Matsuda Jinpei crumpled up the paper and threw it into the trash can solemnly: "These masters all seem a little strange, mentally, and they all seem a little abnormal."
"Indeed, ordinary people can't be as calm as Mori Nana with her face disfigured, nor can they be like Hashiki Yu. Although it's the left hand, it's also a fatal injury to an artist," Huihara Ai leaned on the sofa at the side, "There's only a fine line between genius and madness, and these people are probably the same."
"They all concealed their cards at the same time, but none of them was Hecate. I would venture to guess that Hecate was not with them, but with that strange brother and sister." By the way, the people from the organization, what are they doing here?
Huiyuan paused for a moment, then continued, "But their behavior is really too strange, as if they are misleading others - as if Hecate is in them. In fact, this is unnecessary and will only increase the danger."
Sugawa Gen unconsciously turned the pen and pressed the switch again and again: "They seem to have some purpose, and Kobayakawa mentioned her before, right? I noticed that the faces of those masters turned very ugly after hearing this word. There must be some origin between them. It is definitely not a stranger relationship as they said. At least, they have a common acquaintance."
"Anyway, let's solve the first problem first. Why was Mori Nana punished?" Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his hair irritably. "Really, why do things like this always happen?"
Conan laughed dryly and stood up. "Okay, let's go to the piano room and check. We'll find some clues."