In the city at night, neon lights of various colors are constantly climbing on the floor.

The portable wine pot was opened, the wine was spilled out, flowing freely, spilling on a ball of waste paper. In the dark environment, there was no sign of what was wrapped inside, and the alley was immediately filled with the smell of alcohol.

The match was slid, and it jumped freely like wine onto the waste paper splashed by high alcohol. The flames immediately started to burn. The faint light made this alley with another light source besides the light at the entrance of the alley.

"My good boy, please grow up quickly! Be more prosperous! Use your flame claws to leave traces!" A man wearing a windbreaker and a baseball cap, with long hair covering his ears. In this weather, he felt hot. He watched the flames burning, although he was just destroying something, but he enjoyed this feeling, enjoying the feeling of watching the flames destroy everything.

At the entrance of the alley, Arimi, wearing a pink dress, put a 100-yen coin into the Kamen Rider Galvanized Machine. She twisted the button and a jerk rolled out.

Looking at the sticker of Kamen Rider in the gambler and the toys inside, she smiled happily, and it seemed that she had got the toy she wanted.

"There is one place left, and the eve of the celebration will be completed. At that time, this corrupt city will ignite a flame of red lotus! This grand carnival is about to begin!" The weird man who set fire in the alley just now walked out, and while walking there, he said some very middle-aged words. If he was an ordinary passerby, he only thought he was crazy, but the person he heard was Aomi, a member of the young detective team! She remembered this sentence deeply. She had already determined that this man with thick clothes was a criminal!

"Asumi, what are you doing here?"

"Mother."

"Come on, let's go back." Azumi's mother stretched out her hand, grabbed Azumi's little hand, and pulled her to the distance.

Fortunately, as soon as the mother and daughter of Aomi walked out of the alley, a building suddenly exploded and a raging fire broke out. The roadside gasket machine was smashed into scrap iron by objects.

The thick smoke wrapped around the fire, looking down in the night sky, it was like a fiery red lotus.

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"Then, what does that man's eyes look like?" Sato Mikako looked at the young detective group in front of her, holding the drawing board and asking very gently.

"How can I say it can? I look a bit like a fox." Ayumi began to think, recalling the night before yesterday.

"It's still hanging up like this!" Azumi pulled the corners of her eyes very unlady.

Looking at Ai Mi who was not a lady at all, Haibara Ai felt speechless. He was such a child. He had already made it clear and wanted to imitate it.

"Do you have a slightly raised single eyelid?" Sato also tried his best to draw on the drawing board.

"Is this the way?" Sato Mikako turned the drawing board and faced the Youth Detective Group.

This work can be said to be completely postmodern graffiti style, without any skill, it is all about people's description.

Conan Khan had seen it all flowed down. If he had known that he would have gone to paint, he had also learned to paint in Hawaii.

Children can be said to be outspoken.

"I don't want to do it at all!" This is Arimi.

"You are really inferior to your paintings." This is Yuan Tai.

"That's right, it's no different from a child's graffiti. Is there no one else in the police station except you?" This is Mitsuhiko.

And Mikako Sato has become Doudouyan. Is it really that bad?

"I have no choice. Mr. Tomogawa, who specializes in painting portraits in the bureau, just caught a cold and took a sick leave today." Sato was also quite embarrassed. He was said directly by the child that he was not as good as a child.

"Let me take a look." Takagi took the drawing board from behind.

"It's not me, Officer Sato."

"What's wrong?" Mikako Sato was on the back, looking like you dare to say something more, and you wouldn't have a good fruit.

"Even if there is really no one, I'm afraid I can't pass your painting to the investigators." As if in a sympathy, Takagi showed the painting to the passing police officer Shirato (Takagi's voice actor is Obito's voice actor, and Shirato's voice actor is Kakashi's voice actor).

"This painting is pretty good, just from the perspective of the Surreal School of Painting."

"What's wrong? If you are willing to draw on my behalf, I can't ask for anything." Mikako Sato pulled the drawing board away, looking at the two of you with a dead expression on your face.

"No, I know nothing about painting." This is Takagi, and sweat has already flowed down.

"I am good at only Impressionist school." This is the White Bird, and he slipped away quickly.

Officer Sato wants to take the children to the crime scene together to check it out and give in to the corrective action of Mei.

"Then drive my car!" Shiragou recommended himself as soon as he heard this. He couldn't lose to Takagi this time!

"No need to be so troublesome, I have to take a detour to another place."

“Where?”

"In fact, today has special significance to me."

"What is today a special day?" Takagi asked.

"Officer Sato, today is your birthday?" Shirago asked her.

"No. It's just the opposite." Mikako Sato turned her head and looked at the two of them. The beauty of her head turned made Takagi stunned.

Today's Miwako has put on makeup and is so beautiful!

Sato drove the boy detective team in the car, and Takagi and Shirato were naturally curious about the special day Sato said, and followed.

Driving the car and looking at the taillights of Mikako Sato's car, Takagi and Shirato began to think about it. The two of them thought about it but couldn't figure out what kind of day it was.

Officer Sato parked the car at an intersection, got out of the car, and saw Sato Mikako park, Takagi also wanted to see what day it was today.

Everyone saw that Mikako Sato placed a pot of yellow chrysanthemums on the steps at the intersection, clasped her hands and prayed devoutly.

"By the way, I remembered it!" Shirou suddenly remembered what happened in this place.

"Today is the death day of Sato's father Masayoshi Sato. He died on this day."

"Is this really the case?"

"Yes, just 18 years ago today, he died at this intersection while chasing a robber murderer." Shirou became serious.

"At this intersection, he was hit by a truck. Unfortunately, the ambulance that rained heavily that day was delayed. He swallowed his last breath in the car and returned to heaven under the gaze of Officer Sato's family who arrived in time."

In order not to make noise, everyone in the Youth Detective Group looked at Sato quietly, expressing the same respect for the deceased.

Unexpectedly, Officer Sato seems careless on the surface, but still feels sad in his heart?

"I remember that case was..." Shiratsuki wanted to recall the name of that case.

"Shou Silang." For those of you who have read all the files of Neon, it is too easy to remember a case. After all, he learned to remember it in Hawaii since he was a child.

"The detective who was hit by a truck kept repeating a mysterious name in his mouth to the escaped murderer. He took this as the name - the Chosirang incident." Conan stopped pretending, it was me, I was so strong. Looking at Conan who was still introducing the case constantly.

Takagi and Shiraki were both shocked. This little devil is so scary! Haibara Ai is used to it now. He is so busy trying to die. I don’t want to join the club.

Conan also realized that he was pretending to be big, so he immediately pinched his little breasts.

"This is what Uncle Maori told me."

Is it Maori detective? Then all this makes sense. Not only Maori detectives are powerful, but even his children are also powerful.

"I have also seen that case on TV. The only clue of the detailed planned sex crime was the image of less than 10 seconds taken by the anti-theft video camera of the robbed bank. But what method did the officer who died and what channel did the suspect use to lock in the suspect and track it down. After his death, it became an insolvent mystery. But I didn't expect that the detective was the father of Officer Sato." Takagi's face was obviously a little sad. After all, they were all policemen. Maybe the next person who died in the line of duty would be himself, or maybe Officer Sato.

"You can't blame you. Even if the case and the name of the main culprit remain in people's memory, who was the police officer who died in that case? If it weren't for the police-related person, it would be difficult for anyone to remember it." Mikako Sato was still relieved.

"Besides, people who work for the police are not fighting to make people live and die for the sake of leaving memories."

"Didn't the driver see the prisoner at that time? It's so close." Yuan Tai still felt that it was OK and hoped that the story would be reversed.

"It is said that the prisoner was wearing a long raincoat, so the driver was not sure whether he was a man or a woman. Even the robbers photographed by the anti-theft video also wore hats and sunglasses." Sato had also known this case for a long time, so he naturally had already familiarized the doubts of the entire case process.

"But didn't you already know that the prisoner was called Chosilang?"

"All the people named Chosilang who are likely to commit this case have been investigated by the police, and none of them meet the requirements."

"No wonder it turned into a unsolved case. Just relying on anti-theft videos, Chou Silang and a raincoat, these three clues are too weak."

"No, it's four items. Three suspicious words recorded in my father's police manual using Katakana. kan     o."

This attracted everyone, especially Conan.

"The police have regarded this Katakana as the most important clue, and it has not been made public and rarely circulated in the police station. I have also asked my mother and other relatives if they have heard similar words."

"What's the result?" Takagi naturally wanted to know the follow-up.

"We have never heard of it, and we don't understand what it means. I remember that when I was a child, I often stared at these three words, so I was very impressed. I was still thinking in my heart, who can solve this puzzle and catch the words of Choss Lang, no matter what his request, I will definitely agree to him."

Listening to Sato Mikako's similar speech, Takagi and Shiraki were both excited.

"Any request...is OK?" Takagi and Shirato couldn't help but look like Officer Sato was wearing a white wedding dress.

"If I guessed it, would you please treat me to 100 servings of eel rice?" This is Yuanta.

"Of course."

"If I were me, I would live in the castle in the tropical paradise!" This is Ayumi.

"If it were me, I would just give me a ticket to the International Space Station!" This is Mitsuhiko.

As if you want to cater to it.

"If it were me, I would like to have the latest prada bag." Haibara Ai also went to join in the fun.

Conan was a little puzzled. Wouldn't it be enough to let Kira Yoshikage buy it? Why do you have to make a big short wish like a child?

But suddenly I realized that I was a child, so as not to reveal the truth.

"I want tickets to the World Cup football."

Sato Mikako agreed one by one. She sighed in her heart, are all children now so smart? It’s so scary.
Chapter completed!