Model worker and his little darling

Haibara also joined in the explanation, saying, "This is the BROCKEN phenomenon, which is often encountered when on airplanes or on mountaintops."

"Is this the phenomenon I observed in Asami?"

Conan nodded, his voice firm, "Yes, that's why there's absolutely no phenomenon in this world that theory and reasoning can't explain."

Ping Qing, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but cough twice and quietly gave Conan a thumbs up. He really had a hard time with him.

Conan pursed his lips and looked at the spirit that was still floating around. The matter was resolved, so why wasn't it leaving? This feeling of being followed by someone that only he could see was really unpleasant.

Standing in the crowd, Su Dai raised an eyebrow. Yu Lu's life was truly exciting, dealing with these strange murder cases all day long. No wonder she became familiar with the police so quickly.

As Conan reached the hotel entrance, he turned around and saw the man grin at him before floating away.

Conan was slightly taken aback. Was he not going to follow him?

It's leaving, not disappearing.

We live in a scientific age; ghosts shouldn't exist. Yet, he's encountered several strange scenes. Could it be that something's wrong with him?

And so, Conan drifted off to sleep, lost in his own thoughts.

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Base 5.

Margot was stretching, his heart filled with resentment. Ever since he arrived in Japan, he'd been getting beaten up. He'd finally managed to go out and have some fun for two days, only to be called to the training ground as soon as he got back. He hoped Gin would go easy on him later.

As soon as Gin arrived, he heard Margot muttering to himself behind his back. He concealed his presence, came up behind Margot, and kicked him.

Sensing the movement behind her, Margot turned and hid.

Before he could even regain his footing, Gin's fist came hurtling towards him. Margot gritted his teeth and took the blow head-on, then began to counterattack.

Seeing the two fight, Pingqing stood by with his arms crossed, enjoying the show. Sure enough, it was more satisfying to watch others get beaten up.

He used to be the one wiping the floor, now it's Margot's turn.

"Margot, you're not good enough."

Margot glared at Taira no Kiyoshi with murderous intent, only to be kicked away by Gin a second later.

And so, the fight turned into Gin unilaterally crushing the weaker opponents.

"Royal Deer, it's been a long time."

Sensing the strange looks from Chianti and Cohen, Pingqing asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you two?" Why have you all become so strange after just a few days?

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect your identity to be so amazing."

Seeing Chianti's curious gaze, Ping Qing smiled and said, "It's just an identity. I still have to get beaten up and do missions just like before."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group saw Margot being kicked away by Gin again.

Chianti rubbed her arm, feeling a pang of sympathy for Margot. "Gin really went all out."

The group chatted peacefully, while Margot, rolling on the ground, was all alone, feeling utterly miserable.

Training ended, and Margot sat on the ground, panting heavily. She gritted her teeth as she looked at Gin, who was calmly lighting a cigarette. Why did she have this feeling that Gin was getting stronger and stronger? At this rate, when would she ever surpass Gin?

Seeing Margot grinning, Gin remained silent, but was fairly satisfied.

Under his fist, well... tutelage, Margot is doing quite well, and he begins to think about how to help Margot grow up quickly.

Margot felt a chill run down her spine, sensing that she was being watched. She noticed Gin leading his men towards the sniper range and quickly followed.

Ouch, that really hurts.

On the sniper platform, Chianti and Cohen were already ready.

"boom!"

The bullet successfully hit the target's forehead. Chianti looked at Cohen, "500 yards cleared, now it's your turn."

The scene kept changing, and the two successfully completed 650 yards and began to challenge 700 yards.

Seeing their scores, Ping Qing raised an eyebrow. "Not bad."

Back then, he was incredibly busy at the base, and Gin, bored, would drag them into training. Their previous limit was 600 yards. He always said, "How could the organization have any useless players? It's all the Red Team's fault for being shameless and always cheating."

"Koto-chan~, it seems you're suited to be a teacher."

Gin glanced at Hirakiyo but said nothing.

Unfortunately, both of them missed their shots at 700 yards.

"It seems that 650 yards is the limit."

Seeing that the two wanted to compete again, Gin interrupted, "That's enough."

Chianti refused to give up, "Gin, one more time, I can do it."

"The target this time is at most two or three hundred yards away."

Upon hearing this, Chianti's eyes lit up. Gin had been idle for so long; it was finally time for him to make his move.

Meanwhile, in front of the Mud Association building.

Two rows of solemn-looking bodyguards stood at the entrance, and a woman with a cold expression walked out in high heels.

Seeing this, a man stepped forward to open the car door, but the woman slapped him to the ground, saying, "What are you trying to do, dragging your feet like that?"

The man knelt on the ground, apologizing repeatedly.

Inside the black sedan not far away, Vermouth smiled.

……

"Very good, thank you for your hard work."

After the recording of "Yoko Okino's Four-Minute Cooking" was completed, Yoko Okino took the group to the TV station's restaurant for breakfast and introduced her good friend to everyone.

"Mr. Mori, this is Ms. Rena Mizunashi, the news anchor for Sunday evening."

The appearance of the beautiful woman made Uncle Mori instantly serious. "I am the famous detective Kogoro Mori."

Ping Qing's eyes flickered; it was a gathering of acquaintances.

Seeing the troubled expression on Rena Mizunashi's face, Uncle Mori kindly asked, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Rena Mizunashi nodded gently and began to recount her tragic experiences during this period.

“On Saturday mornings, someone would ring my doorbell and run away. I would deliberately wait for them, hoping to catch them. As soon as the doorbell rang, I would open the door, but there would be no one there. Since then, I have become afraid to even open the door.”

When a beautiful single woman living alone is in danger, Uncle Mori takes on the task without hesitation and leads Hirai and the others to Rena Mizunashi's only apartment in Beika Town.

After conducting an on-site investigation, Uncle Mori concluded, "There doesn't seem to be anywhere to hide near the door."

"Then let's try ringing the doorbell and see what happens."

Uncle Mori rolled his eyes at Conan, but ultimately adopted the suggestion.

After a round of hands-on practice, it was confirmed that once the doorbell was rang, there was no time to hide.

Seeing this, Rena Mizunashi invited the group inside, intending to explain in detail the unpleasant things that had happened recently.

Conan wrapped a listening device in chewing gum and stuck it to the corner of the wall outside the door so that he could hear the noise when the doorbell rang.

Just as Hirai was about to catch up with Uncle Mori, he turned his head and saw Conan secretly making some small moves. He looked away with disgust, finding it utterly repulsive.