Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

The venue, in the main control room,

"Then, let's find out the murderer of Jiancun." Kudo Yusaku looked at everyone.

"Huh?" Officer Twilight's eyes widened and he looked at him unexpectedly, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Kudo Yusaku nodded, "The question is how the murderer prepared the murder weapon, and a metal detector was set up at the entrance of this rice flower town hall, so it can be assumed that the murder weapon was something that was arranged in the venue from the beginning."

"But where is that thing?" Mori Kogoro questioned.

"A bronze statue in the party hall, one of which holds a short sword." Kudo Yusaku replied.

When he said this, no one noticed how wonderful the expression on President Cindora's face was at this moment.

"However, there are so many guests in the venue, if you go to pull that thing, you will definitely be seen..." said Officer Twilight in disbelief.

"I pulled it down while the lights were going out at the venue, and I decided the timing according to the schedule in advance." Kudo Yusaku said.

"But if the short sword is missing, someone should find it, right?" Shiratori Renzaburo then asked.

Kudo Yusaku turned his head, "He took a vacation on it, a short sword made of cardboard and aluminum foil and the like."

"So now the bronze statue is holding the short sword used in the crime?" Officer Twilight guessed.

"Yes, just now I have asked someone to do the Rumino reaction of the short sword and the investigation of fingerprints, and made the same blood type as Kenmura." Kudo Yusaku replied.

"Fingerprints have also been found on the hilt," his gaze moved to President Cindora, "It's your fingerprints."

Everyone looked back in surprise and looked at President Cindora who was sitting quietly on the sofa.

I saw him say calmly: "Of course, the bronze statue was moved from my home."

Kudo Yusaku immediately pulled out a videotape, "This is the video taken by the monitor at the party site, but fortunately there are monitors around the venue, so I can record it from the angle I want."

With that, he handed the tape to Dr. Agasa and started playing.

As the surveillance footage was shown, he immediately said: "The star boy's ball kicked the bronze statue and knocked down the short sword, and then he picked up the sword and inserted it back into the bronze statue's hand.

"So it is!" Officer Twilight suddenly realized, "If the short sword kicked down just now is real, it should also detect the fingerprints of the teenager, but the short sword only has the fingerprints of President Cindora alone."

President Cindora looked directly at Officer Twilight and snorted coldly, "Because I also touched the sword after the boy touched it, his fingerprints were covered by me." "

Mr. Kudo, found it," Officer Chiba pushed open the door and ran in, "a short sword made of cardboard cardboard and aluminum foil was found in the garbage collection yard in the basement. "

What about fingerprints?" Officer Twilight hurriedly asked.

"As Mr. Kudo said," Officer Chiba held up the evidence in his hand, "there are the fingerprints of the Star Boy and President Sindora.

President Cindora took a step back in disbelief.

"If the fake short sword is stained with the fingerprints of someone other than a teenager, it must be the fingerprints of the prisoner." Kudo Yusaku was determined.

"Stop talking nonsense!" President Cindora retorted through gritted teeth, "I'm going to protest!"

"Besides, I have no motive to kill Kencun at all..."

In the dark alleys, the potholed area stored handfuls of rainwater.

Jack the Ripper is dead.

Died in the hands of Hiroshi Otoi, still under the barrel of a white smoking revolver.

"Perhaps, the real Sherlock Holmes will also make such a choice here." Otoi Hiroshi thought.

Kudo Shinichi's justice is that justice is only possible if the criminal is punished by law.

Sherlock Holmes, on the other hand, had his own laws and he always acted according to what he considered to be righteous.

"It's over," Otoi Hiroshi said.

"Well, it's over." Erin Adler took a slight step back, "I should go too."

Otoi Hiroshi touched his head, "This is the difference of a lifetime."

"Allah, is it so lonely to separate from me? That's a pity~" Adler teased.

"Hmph, still stubborn." Otoi Hiroshi said with a smile.

Erin Adler turned and walked towards the alley.

"Erin." Otoi Hiroshi suddenly shouted.

"Moriarty and your deal is completed, and your life will be guaranteed, right?"

"Well, after negotiation, I got the terms that satisfied me." She replied softly.

[Deceptive, this guy really made a mental preparation for death]

Otoi Hiroshi squinted, "Is it? Then I am relieved. Watching

Erin Adler's figure go away, Otoi Hiroshi gradually clenched his fists in his hands.

[Congratulations on successfully clearing all the stages

] [Your courage made me see a wonderful performance

] [12 people survived

] [You won]

The voice of Noah's Ark appeared.

The familiar white light under his feet flickered, gradually covering Otoihiro's figure.

"Wait, Hiroki, wait for me a little longer." Otoi Hiroshi suddenly said towards the sky.

Although he didn't get a reply, the white light transmitted suddenly dissipated, and he thought he heard his own voice.

He still has some things to do.

Although it is only the world of games, although in a sense, whether it is Elizabeth, or Yulia, or Erin Adler, they are all a string of data, a string of code.

But it doesn't seem to be like that.

They also have their own ideals, their own emotions, and their own things they want to hug and chase.

The game looks like it's over, but....

Hiroshi Otoi doesn't think so.

What Moriarty wanted to do, what Erin Adler hid from him, everything was unknown.

......

In some dilapidated churches

, the sound of heels touching the ground continued to echo, and Erin Adler, dressed in a ball dress, walked forward slowly.

"You're Ms. Erin Adler." A flash of fire lit up the darkness ahead.

Erin Adler paused and looked at the old woman holding a candle in front of her.

"The gentleman has arrived, please come with me." The old woman said.

Irene Adler then followed the old woman to a room.

It seems to be the confessional of the church.

The soft candlelight illuminated Erin Adler's cheeks, and she looked at the furnishings in the room carefully, looking a little nervous.

On the wooden counter in front of you, there are wooden screens that resemble shutters.

It is here that believers can confess their sins to the priest and receive salvation and forgiveness.

"Welcome, Erin Adler."

A voice appeared from behind the screen, startling her slightly.

She turned her head and a hand appeared behind the screen.

"I brought the documents, but there's one thing I want to ask first—you said [to make the world a better place] and that's not a lie, right?" Erin Adler asked.

"Of course, we have the same purpose. If you don't feel that is the case by then, report us immediately. Moriarty said.

"Got it." Erin Adler bowed.

Moriarty stretched out his hand, "Then as proof of your sworn loyalty, please give me the documents."

Adler handed out the documents in his hand, and the next moment a hand suddenly appeared and held her wrist.

"No, I can't give it to you yet."

[Question: How many pairs of chromosomes does a normal person have? 】