Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

We're in the building next door.

Having eaten most of what he needed to eat, Qi Ming received a text message from Gin and went to the window to look at the tall buildings beside him.

After a quick scan, Qi Ming confirmed Gin's location and made a phone call.

"Shuichi Akai has been found. He's in this building, in the banquet hall."

Seeing Gin looking at him through binoculars, Qi Ming waved back.

"..."

Gin didn't speak immediately, but just frowned as he looked at Qi Ming's current appearance.

This disguise technique is truly remarkable.

He could easily see through Vermouth's disguise, but he couldn't see through Qi Ming's.

If someone sent him a picture of what Qi Ming looks like now, he would definitely think it's Shiho Miyano.

"Did you spot any police or FBI agents over there?"

Gin stopped looking at Qi Ming and asked the people in the banquet hall.

"Let me see...it seems there aren't any."

Qi Ming glanced at the people around him and then replied, but his tone was somewhat strange.

The people gathered in this banquet hall are indeed high-end individuals, but almost everyone has a criminal record...

"There's none?"

Gin frowned.

Although Shuichi Akai is quite capable, he shouldn't be so foolish as to come here alone, right?

Moreover, they had already searched the building where they were now, and found no police officers there either.

That's strange, something's definitely strange.

"...I'll detonate the bomb in a bit; delay might cause problems..."

Upon hearing this, Qi Ming stopped him.

"Don't rush, wait until I notify you before you take action."

"What's the situation?"

"No, I just looked at the opening ceremony activities, and it seems like they'll be giving away a car later. You let me win it."

Gin's grip on his phone tightened instantly.

If it were anyone else standing there, he would have genuinely wanted to pull out a sniper rifle and shoot them.

"...You would really care about a car?"

"After all, who wouldn't want to get something for free?"

Gin remained silent for a long time, then hung up the phone without saying anything more to Qi Ming.

"...This person is as rude as ever."

Qi Ming put down his phone, glanced at the call ended screen, and pursed his lips.

If Gin hadn't been his good friend, he would have remotely detonated the other person's phone.

"Hey beautiful, wanna grab a couple of drinks?"

A faint smell of alcohol wafted to Qi Ming's nose, and then a drunken, bald, fat man stood beside him, holding a glass of red wine.

Ah, this irresistible charm.

Hearing the drunken sounds beside him, Qi Ming turned around, intending to have some fun with the person who had struck up a conversation with him.

However, upon seeing the old, ugly, and sleazy little old man standing next to him, Qi Ming's eyes widened and he blurted out.

"How are you still alive?!"

"……what?"

The old man was completely taken aback by Qi Ming's words, and his drunkenness subsided somewhat.

Is this some new way to reject someone who tries to flirt with you?

"Miss, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

Qi Ming twirled a strand of hair behind his ear, tilted his head slightly, and said:

"Even though Hara Yoshiaki is dead, you should have died before the opening ceremony, right?"

Although Qi Ming's current movements look somewhat endearing.

But the old man felt a chill when he heard the words spoken by those red lips.

What do you mean by "I should die"?

"Um, excuse me, sorry to bother you."

The old man swallowed hard, smiled awkwardly, and left.

Something's not right. This woman seems to have some mental issues. It's best to stay away from her.

"...Could it be that he's already dead, and I accidentally discovered some kind of 'yin-yang eye' artifact?"

Qi Ming took out a mirror and looked at himself, but his beautiful eyes hadn't changed at all.

Weird.

It's unusual that no one died even though I didn't do anything.

"What happened to that old man just now?"

Ai Haibara, who was always watching Qi Ming, saw what had just happened and walked over with her hands behind her back.

The main concern was that Qi Ming might cause trouble by using his appearance.

"It's nothing, someone came over to chat me up, and then they seemed to be scared away by my appearance."

"Heh, you know what kind of person you are... It's nothing."

Ai Haibara found a topic and thought of making a few sarcastic remarks to Qi Ming, but she immediately swallowed what she wanted to say.

This is tantamount to saying that you look like a ghost!

"Gin and the others have arrived. They just asked me if there were any police around, so I thought someone had already died."

Qi Ming pointed to the old man not far away and said.

"That person should have died, but he didn't."

"Oh?"

Ai Haibara glanced in the direction Qi Ming was pointing and asked curiously.

"Who killed him?"

"Ruyue Fengshui, an old man who paints, has a rather nice name."

Hearing this name, Ai Haibara frowned.

When they arrived early, they did meet the old man named Kisaragi Hōsui, a great painter who painted Mount Fuji.

"What was his motive for murder? Given his status, he wouldn't do something like this, would he?"

"It's quite abstract."

Qi Ming said with a strange expression.

"Because the two buildings built by Tokiwa Mio blocked his view of Mount Fuji from his house, he wanted to kill the shareholders and directors."

"……what?"

Ai Haibara listened blankly to Qi Ming's words, unsure of what expression to make.

Abstract, indeed abstract.

Are you sick?

If you can't see Mount Fuji, then why don't you move?

Moreover, Kisaragi Minezu is Tokiwa Mio's art teacher. Why don't you just go and talk to her about getting a house with a view of Mount Fuji?

"Fine, if he's not dead, he's not dead."

Qi Ming stretched.

"But I was quite surprised when Gin said that. Shuichi Akai came all by himself without asking the local police for help."

"Or is it that the police can't come for some reason? It's really hard to guess."

……

Conference room at the municipal building in Chiyoda Ward.

"Baka! Furuya-kun, do you know what closing this shrine means?"