"Dad! Didn't you say that you brought me here to play to make up for the promise that Masahisa did not fulfill before? Why do you feel that you are always absent-minded?"

"Where is it? I just feel that there are too many people here, and I'm afraid that some suspicious people will come over to protect you!"

"Ha? Do I still need protection? I'm very awesome!"

"Yes, yes! Our Xiaolan is the most powerful!"

"Hehe! Look! Dad! The world-class festival here in Saitama Prefecture has begun!"

"Oh! Indeed! These fireworks are so beautiful!"

"Bang!"

"Yes! It's heaven now, and there will be Xiaheyi in a while. This festival is used by the people here to pray for the best year of the world this year..."

"Ah? Is this true? I remember there are similar festivals in Kyoto? Don't you want to have a single world? Who will God give me?"

"Conan! It's a beautiful job!"

When Kogoro Mori heard Conan's solitary speech, he couldn't help but touch Conan's head beside him and gave him a big thumbs up. The more he did, the more relieved Kogoro Mori became.

While they were enjoying the beautiful fireworks of the festival, tourists at the Tongshan Hotel in Saitama Prefecture also heard a loud bang.

But what they heard was not the sound of fireworks, but the terrifying sound of gunfire.

"Murder!"

"Call the police!"

"The person who ran out of the room must be the murderer!"

"Wow! It's coming out too! It's so beautiful! It's going to be here later. Let's make a wish together! Dad!"

"Ah? It's just a festival, is it so boring?"

"dad!"

"Okay! Make a wish together!"

...

"It's coming soon! I'm going to make a wish!"

"one!"

"Huhuhuhu! Finally caught up!"

"Miss! Can you take a photo for me?"

"Ah? This... OK!"

Xiaolan, who was about to make a wish to "One", suddenly received an inexplicable request from a man wearing a white suit and panting.

Although this prevented Xiaolan from making a wish, the kind-hearted Xiaolan was surprised and took the camera handed over by the other party with a smile on her face.

"I want to use the word "one" as the background, is that OK?"

"Ah? Of course! Let's look at this!"

"Click!"

After taking the photo, Xiaolan handed the camera to the man in suit in front of her, but she didn't notice that Kogoro Mouri's expression became more and more strange. Even when she looked at the man in white suit who was leaning over for no reason, she used a slight gaze to look at him.

Of course, the man in white who was competing with Koran did not pay attention to Kogoro Mori's scrutiny here. He was still talking to Koran about his glorious achievements.

"Huh? Are you really a writer?"

"certainly!"

"So amazing! I thought you were an athlete! After all, you are so dark!"

"Hahaha! This is all about collecting materials everywhere and posting them like this! By the way, to thank you, you have a book I just published here, so I will give it to you! There is also my signature on it!"

“Australia’s Charming Journey? Shii Junichi?”

"That's right! You may not be familiar with this name, but the other pseudonym I have used before is amazing. Have you always heard of Tomoto Imai and this pseudonym?"

"Ha? Tomokazu Imai? But isn't this the pseudonym used by the famous writer Imatake Tomokazu who just won the Naoki Award this year when he debuted?"

"Hahaha! We have been playing together since we were in school. At that time, the two of us had a tacit understanding of each other and started to create together under this pseudonym!"

"Oh? Is it?"

"Yes! I came here this time because this is Azhi's hometown, so we went back here to play together!"

"Wow! Your friendship is so great!"

"Yes! Many people envy our relationship!"

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If you even think boldly, Tomoto Imatake may be the victim who needs him to save tonight. I just don’t know if this Sieri-Yuyi who rushed over with sweat, has killed Tomoto Imatake.

"Huh... this ghost weather! It's so hot!"

"If it's hot, wouldn't it be better to take off your coat?"

"Hahaha! The scenery here is also good. Can this lady help me take two or three more pictures to remember?"

"Okay! No problem!"

Seeing that the other party just asked Xiaolan to take photos for him, but deliberately ignored what he had just talked about, Kogoro Mouri immediately frowned.

"There are problems! There are big problems!"

Just as he was thinking about how to find an excuse to join the other party and meet the other party, who might have been cold today, suddenly a tall and mighty man with a head full of windings and even rolled into a coral shape came to behind Sei Junichi who was posing in front of the camera with a serious face.

"Sei Junichi?"

"Ha? That's right! I'm Shii Junichi!"

"That's right! I'm Yokogo, an agent of the Saitama Prefecture Police Department. I want to talk to you about some things about Mr. Imatake. You shouldn't mind, right?"

"Henggou? This should be what the sand sculptures call the first Maori sculptor to comprehend with Henggou? Although it is a bit ashamed, is this really his number one fan? It looks like a very steady person! Although I don't agree with the view that the sand sculptures have the most reasoning ability is better than that of him, it is also a pleasant thing to have such a reliable person to be a fan!"

Just as Kogoro Mouri looked at Yokogami who was negotiating with Sei Ryuichi with relief, the Yokogami police officer who had dealt with Sei Ryuichi was sensitively discovered the eyes staring at him.

"Uh! You, sir, are you? It looks familiar!"

"This police officer, standing in front of you is Mr. Kogoro Mouri, the leading detective in Tokyo!"

Seeing someone asking about his father, Xiaolan, as the official broadcaster of Kogoro Mori, stood up in time and helped Kogoro Mori pretend to be the comparison.

"Oh? Are you Detective Kogoro Mouri? I have been reading the reports of your recent case recently! With a famous detective who specializes in solving difficult and complicated cases, I can breathe a sigh of relief this time and see you demonstrate it yourself! Detective Maori, I happened to have a murder case here, and the suspect is Mr. Junichi Sei beside you. How about it? Go and have a look? Give me some guidance and guidance on my work!"

"This...isn't it?"

After hearing that he was Kogoro Mouri, his serious and rigid face suddenly bloomed like a flower, and his tone even became a little flattering from a state of scrutinizing the prisoner. Finally, he learned in detail what his number one fan was, Kogoro Mouri was suddenly embarrassed.

People have praised themselves so highly. If they don’t find clues about Sei-Yui’s crime, it would be embarrassing.

Unfortunately, when I saw my idol, Officer Yokogami was impatient to watch his idol perform live, so how could he care about Kogoro Mori's half-rejection?

So with a somewhat ugly smile from Sei Junichi, who was originally smiling, Kogoro Mori followed Officer Yokogou to the Tengshan Hotel in Saitama Prefecture.
Chapter completed!