Chapter 251 Real, but fake, but real

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 251 Real, but fake, but real

Tang Ze pulled his gaze a little back and carefully looked for the chestnut hair he had just seen in the crowd.

He is now particularly sensitive to this hair color, and he always feels frightened when he sees Xingchuan Hui's eyes more often.

If Gin is a lame person for two more times, Gin will be fine and will be able to cause neurasthenia.

As he squinted his eyes and kept looking at the guests, Belmode retracted his gaze to the door and restrained his smile at the corner of his lips.

At first glance, a gentle and friendly teenager... Maybe he really inherited some of the qualities of a politician father.

With a deceptive appearance, a deep and insidious personality, and a social skill that can easily gain the love and trust of others, if Shigehiko Shige chooses to train this illegitimate child well, he might be a politician who can climb higher than him.

She is also a type she hates.

The inside is corrupt and the outside is glamorous. Is there one monster like her created by the organization?

Moreover, Bourbon and him are lurking downstairs of Maori Detective Office. Kummel even put on a fake skin and became a classmate who is very trusted by Angel with a gentle and affable face...

Many dark thoughts were turning in his heart, and the smile of Chris Wyard on Belmode's face became more and more elegant.

And Tang Ze finally found the owner of the chestnut hair.

Tsk, Ai Haibara really came here.

The little girl was wearing a hooded top and covered her mouth and nose with a mask. She was flinching and trying to completely wrap her chestnut hair with the brim.

But no matter how hard she tried, a child who was dressed in an incompatible manner as she was on the scene was still much more conspicuous than she thought.

What is the principle? I left Conan's surroundings, so Conan's "invisible buff" could not cover her?

Thinking about the outrageous speculation, Tang Ze pretended that nothing happened, continued to maintain the speed of observation just now, and looked at the next guest.

Pisco is most likely not aware of him - this is inferred from the situation in his palace.

Apart from the outrageous surprise of Gin, there is a shadow of facial features (physics) in Pisco's palace, and except for his family members, all of them are from the organization.

Judging from his lack of impression of Kumer, Akitoro or Tang Zeaki, Kumer's plan to disguise as Tang Zeaki's, the unexpected level of confidentiality is quite high.

Although the organization's confidentiality is just that, just listen to it, it shows that his identity is somewhat a secret in the organization.

That's fine, that's fine. For this kind of tissue that leaks into sieves, the fewer people know, the safer it is.

Belmode, on the contrary, Tang Ze guessed that she should have a deep understanding of the identity she forged.

Although he copied a little bit of the relationship between Belmode and Shiba Miyano when he was acting, it was hard for Tang Ze to confirm her attitude only with such a little similarity.

Even if he didn't know Conan's true identity, just watching him move around Maoriran with a fake identity, it would be nice to have Belmode not kill him.

At this moment, he was standing opposite Belmode, and he must not act rashly.

With that flash, Pisco's death was a foregone conclusion, but the difference between how to die and where to die.

Miyano Shibao is Haibara's secret, and he will temporarily sink to the bottom of the water with his death, waiting for the next storm.

Therefore, rather than contacting Ai Haibara as soon as possible and taking her out of everyone's sight, we should now give priority to protecting our identity as a vest and ensuring that Pisco died quickly.

If Pisco said anything unnecessary before his death...

Then don't blame him, I'll send him on my way.

With a murderous intent that was not fake in his heart, Tang Ze also had a sunny smile on his face. He stood up and looked at Takagi Sugh and others beside him.

"Sorry, interrupt your questions." Tang Ze spoke gently, "But I think you can narrow the scope of suspicion... You can indeed let other guests leave, Officer Meguri."

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"Oh, you are from Mr. Kudo's house..." The receptionist at the front desk still had an impression of the child who came with his brother this afternoon. After saying a while, he looked around, covered his mouth, and whispered, "Why don't you let your brother come?"

Because the "brother" who is useless and spreads rumors escapes first...

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Conan raised the handkerchief in his hand with a smile.

"My brother is still there and the police uncles said that they can't go out casually. I picked up a purple handkerchief and I don't know who threw it. When I saw my brother's signature in the afternoon, it was classified according to the color of the handkerchief. Can you help me check their names? I'll return it to them."

"Oh, that's right." Nodded in understanding, the welcome guest took out the sign-in list and quickly looked it through.

"Does these handkerchiefs have colors? Are they all received in order?" Conan hurriedly interrupted and confirmed while she was searching.

"Yes, I was originally planning to select guests with handkerchiefs in a specific color to express my speech at the end of the memorial service." The welcome guest turned to the corresponding position, and his fingers passed by one by one, muttering in a low voice, "Well, this group has left because of the conflict of activity time... so is this lady, and there is this..."

Conan grabbed the velvet-covered countertop, his eyes followed her fingertips, and crossed the names of varying thicknesses.

They are all famous big names... Who among them is a hidden ghost?

"Ah, that's just a few people here." The welcome confirmed the guests' situation and clicked on several names one by one, "It's these nine people."

Conan's eyes quickly condensed.

In addition to the "Kudo Shinichi" written by Joker... there were eight people present.

Although there is no tangible evidence at the moment, at least Pisco must be in it.

"Can you lend me some money, sister?" Conan raised his arm and said in a coquettish voice, "I can't remember, can I take me in and ask someone?"

"This..." The welcome smiled bitterly in embarrassment.

"Let someone go!"

"Someone is out!"

Just as Conan grabbed a corner of the hard-skinned pen and was in a stalemate with the welcome, a loud shout suddenly broke out from the group of reporters next to him.

"This is Japanese TV station! Did you see anything when the accident happened?"

"Get out of the way, I don't know, I won't accept an interview. Let it go!"

"Can you please explain the unexpected situation? Are there any other injured?"

"Go and ask the police and let it go."

As the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened, the celebrities wearing dresses frowned and couldn't wait to rush out.

At the same time, surrounded by the corridor, as the news spread, more and more journalists gathered, flocked to it.

The flash collided with the torrent of the black dress, and the whole corridor became chaotic in an instant.

"Ah--!" The short Conan didn't notice and was swept in by the crowd behind him. All the skirts and trousers were seen in front of him. He couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, and was caught in the crowd in a dizzy manner.

"Kudo...well!"

Amid the chaotic noise, he heard a faint cry.

When he looked in the sound, he could no longer find the source of the sound.

That was just now...

There are only a few people who know his identity, so why not...

Conan bit his teeth hard, took out his cell phone, and struggled to squeeze the crowd, put the screen in front of him and knocked it quickly.

【Joker…】

This title is about Ai Haibara, and it is also me

I tested again today, it was really sunny, whimper...

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