"What's wrong with him?" Ayumi looked at the VIP elevator speeding towards the first floor and wondered.

"I don't know." Mitsuhiko shook his head.

"That's right," Yuan Jiaming came to their side. "I'd like to do a small demo of my latest game, I wonder if you'd be interested in finding the time to try it out with me?"

"New game?" Yuan Tai and the others instantly forgot about Conan's strange actions and said excitedly.

"Yes~" Yuan Jiaming handed a business card to Yuantai. "There's my address here, go find me there next Saturday~"

“。。。” Chiba glanced at the business card - the address on it was shown as Shuangho Town, not too far from the rice flower.

"We'll definitely go then!" Yuan Tai said happily.

"Anyway, Miss Tokiwa," Ogi Iwamatsu walked over to Mio Tokiwa. "Can I stay in the Presidential Suite in Building B? I remember how many floors of the upper part of Building B were luxury hotels, right? ”

"Yes," Mio Tokiwa looked visibly hesitant. "But it's not going to open until next week..."

"So no?" There was a slight displeasure on Da Mu Yansong's face.

“。。。” Tokiwa Mio immediately bowed deferentially and slightly. "I see, I'll arrange the presidential suite on the 67th floor for you."

When Tokiwa Mio bowed, Oki Iwamatsu's restless eyes swept over Tokiwa Mio's chest. "If I could, I would like to have dinner with you today~"

From Chiba's perspective, you can see that although Tokiwa Mio's expression is still impeccable, her teeth have quietly bitten a piece of flesh on her lower lip, and she is obviously very emotional.

"Hmm..." Oki Iwamatsu's gaze rested on Mio Tokiwa's left chest—her brooch, to be exact. "It's a beautiful brooch! Did your sweetheart give it to you? ”

"No," Mio Tokiwa quickly denied. "This is my own brooch."

"Mio!" Ruyue Fengshui suddenly slammed the ground with his cane. "I'm going back!"

"I'll send you back!" Tokiwa Mio said hurriedly.

"No need!" Ruyue Fengshui flatly refused, and then walked to the ordinary elevator alone.

"Mr. Ruyue seems to be very unhappy... Looking at Mio Tokiwa, who was hurrying to catch up, Kogoro Maori was curious.

"Miss Tokiwa used to do something very inauthentic... Hidehiko Kazama said helplessly. "She has repeatedly relied on the master-apprentice relationship between them to buy Mr. Ruyue's paintings at a low price, and then sell them at a high price through publicity and hype - Teacher Ruyue's proud works have been turned into a tool for making money by her."

"Uhhh The corners of Maori Kogoro's mouth twitched - his school sister was really a little different from the perfect goddess in his mind... "That... Now that Mio is gone, let's go back too, right? ”

"Miss Mio has specially prepared a ticket for you to enjoy the restaurant next door, so please be sure to stay." Zekou on the side hurriedly dissuaded.

"Uhhh Mori Kogoro hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Excuse me about my daughter and..."

"All three of you can go to dinner." Sawaguchi replied.

"Then let's not bother you for now, after all, we haven't received an invitation either," Dr. Asasa said to Chiba and the others after thinking for a moment. "Let's go back, kids."

"Huh?" Motota touched his stomach. "Can't we go eat?"

"Conan isn't here!" Ayumi said. "Do you want to eat behind his back?"

"I agree ... Let's go find Conan," Chiba frowned. "Then let's go back"

"Let's go back first." Ash Yuan agreed.

。。。

Three hours later, Tachibana House, Tachibana Chiba's workbench.

Chiba, who was sitting in a rotating armchair, put on a pair of disposable plastic gloves and quietly looked at the wooden box on the workbench.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chiba carefully opened the wooden box.

A string of necklaces lies silently on a soft black sponge at the bottom of the box.

On the pendant plate of the necklace, two mutilated fingerprints are faintly visible.

Chiba carefully grasped the chain and placed the pendant card under the scanner.

The computer then showed the marks on the pendant plate - and also faithfully copied the two mutilated fingerprints on it.

With a loud noise from the computer, the two fingerprints were taken out separately. A progress bar appears below the two fingerprints and starts reading.

Moments later, the reading came back and two full fingerprint images appeared on the screen - the two fingerprints on the necklace were apparently mutilated versions of these two fingerprint images.

Underneath the two full fingerprint photographs, the same name is written

After lingering there for a short time, Qianyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

HibalaI (haibara-ai, homonym) - This word refers to the gray plain mourning.

This is subtle, especially after considering a premise.

That necklace was a parting gift given to him by Shisheng Kono, who graduated with him when he graduated early from junior high school. Although it was just a necklace with a pendant tag, it was also the first gift that Qianyu received that was not from the master, so Qianyu has been treasured until now... Well, that's why, not for any other reason.

So...

1. Shisei-Kokono is the person of the organization.

2. Kokono Shisheng is the gray plain mourning.

3. Gray Plains Mourning is the person of the organization.

Chiba grabbed the blanket umbrella next to him, and with a kick of his feet, the rotating armchair turned in the direction of the door—he wanted to go to Gray Yuan and ask her to give an explanation.

Then he saw that the door had been opened, and Gray Yuan was standing in the doorway, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him very calmly.

"Hello," Gray Plains said. "Otomo Chiba... Or rather, Ice-Wine. ”

This guy ... How could it be here ... Damn it... If I knew earlier, I wouldn't change the door of the house to a switch, and there wouldn't be any kind of sound.。。。

Gray Yuan's cold tone made Chiba frown and stood up from the armchair with the Traceless Umbrella.

"Don't move." Gray Plains said coldly, and a protrusion protruded from her coat pocket with a threatening sound. "This is a modified version of the PSM pistol, using 5.45*18mm lead-antimony alloy rounds, as a gunsmith, you should know what this means, right?"

The PSM is a Soviet-style pistol produced in 1973, and its characteristic is PSM - these three letters represent the Russian word for pistol; semi-automatic; Small. The original version of this pistol is also only 15.5 cm long, and if this guy had modified it according to his own needs, it was entirely possible to hide it in his pocket. As for lead-antimony alloy bullets... This kind of bullet core will shatter after being fired into the human body, causing a large area of permanent cavity, which is much more powerful than a normal 5.45*18mm bullet. (PSM pistols use normal 5.45*18mm bullets, and there are cases where the person who was shot fought for more than half an hour after being shot into a vital part of the chest, and finally died of organ hemorrhage.) ）

It's a big problem now...

“。。。” Qian Yu frowned, and finally sat back in the rotating armchair, and the hand holding the seamless umbrella rested on the arm of the rotating armchair. "How did you end up like this?"

"I'm the one with the gun," Gray Hara's coat pocket shook. "So it's up to you to answer that question."