Chapter 228 This Smell Is Gasoline

"The image Ms. Sonoko has always created in the chat room is that of a thirty-year-old man, isn't it?" Nobushige said clearly, "So it is most appropriate for me to attend the party in your place."

Conan suddenly realized: "I understand!"

Mouri Kogoro glared: "What do you know, little brat?!"

"Sister Sonoko." Conan ignored the uncle's words and skillfully hid next to Mao Lilan. "I think the person who sent the threatening letter to you on the eve of the party probably planned to do something tonight. Uncle Shiro's decision is probably also In his expectation, maybe his purpose was not to steal Sister Mariko's most cherished thing at all, but to prevent you from attending the party!

"If today he finds out that the netizen who was originally a girl suddenly attended the party, and is a man as he said, he will probably doubt for a moment that he guessed wrong, right?"

Suzuki Sonoko was confused: "I guess I guessed wrong, what next?"

"Then he won't know whether he should carry out the plan." Conan said confidently, "I'll go with Brother Asano later, maybe we can catch him at the party!"

"Why are you a kid?!" Mouri Kogoro jumped up and wanted to catch Conan. Conan was so scared that Conan ran away. "A gangster who even knows the Suzuki family's information must be very dangerous. Just stay at home." !”

Conan was hiding and acting coquettishly: "No, no! I'm going with Brother Asano!!"

Yuanzi was dumbfounded: "Lan, this child living in your house is really naughty."

"Conan is usually very well-behaved." Mao Lilan awkwardly defended the famous detective's remaining dignity.

In this way, under Conan's "crying, making trouble, and hanging himself" jokes, Mouri Kogoro finally acquiesced to his willfulness.

No one asked Nobushige for his opinion, just like no one in the world would refuse to bring Conan, the scumbag.

Of course, Nobuhiro didn't intend to refuse.

In the final analysis, this incident is just a daily plot. If I had to pick out something that was different, it would probably be Takuki Doi, played by Kaitou Kidd.

It would also be nice to bring Conan with him to make his presence felt in front of Kuroba Kaito.

…

Nobushige drove Conan towards the place agreed upon by everyone in the chat room.

Conan was debating with his own thoughts along the way, but there were too few clues in this threatening incident, and it didn't involve human life. He couldn't come to a conclusion for a long time.

Just like that Kaitou Kidd!

"By the way," Nobufan suddenly asked, "Did you feel uncomfortable in any way today?"

Conan was confused: "Am I feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No, it's nothing." Nobuman suppressed the curiosity in his heart.

He just remembered that Conan probably had a cold in this incident, but from just now to now, the kid didn't show any symptoms of a cold at all, so he asked curiously.

However, perhaps because of his intervention, Mao Lilan, who was originally going to attend the party with Suzuki Sonoko, was absent, which resulted in Conan not having the glorious moment of the hero saving the beauty.

It's just an ordinary party with the neighbors, so naturally there is no need to use a cold to enhance the appearance.

"By the way, Mr. Asano." Conan asked aloud, "You have obtained Sonoko's account before. Have you ever chatted with Mr. Katsuki, whom she misses so much?"

"Why are you suddenly curious about this?"

"Because this is the first time she's been attracted to a man she's never met before, right?" Conan said matter-of-factly, stroking his chin, "If Doi Takesuki is really as good as she said, maybe we will meet more often in the future. Meet."

Nobuhiro nodded and acknowledged what he said: "There will be many opportunities to meet again in the future."

After all, that is Kaitou Kidd, one of the triplets in Detective Conan F4. From now on, he will not only often appear in high-rise buildings in Japan, fighting wits with detectives as a thief, but he will also dress up as Shinichi Kudo to save Conan from time to time. And he repeatedly flirted with Mao Lilan seriously, making Conan madly jealous of his face and identity.

Now, Conan obviously misunderstood Nobuhiro's meaning: "Does that mean he is really good? If even you think so, I can have high hopes for him."

Nobushige smiled noncommittally. Anyway, the little detective will understand when he sees the true face of Doi Takuki.

This winter lasted for a long time, and the temperature has been low since the last New Year's Day. The villa where the Magic Lovers Alliance had arranged a gathering was very remote, and as we approached, we could already see snow on the roadside.

There is a huge gap between the road and the villa, connected only by a wooden suspension bridge.

Nobuhiro parked the car, looked at the scene in front of him and complained: "What a familiar place."

"Have you been here before?" Conan seemed to have lost his memory and didn't feel familiar at all. "But it's really cold today. Sure enough, you should listen to Xiaolan and put on an extra sweater when you go out."

Conan was still wearing his usual little blue suit today, with only a thin jacket on top. It was strange that he wasn't cold.

However, Nobushige is not a careful Mao Lilan. He will lend his own sweater to keep the child warm: "It won't be cold if you get into the house early."

When Conan heard this, he wrapped his clothes tightly and took the lead in walking towards the other side of the suspension bridge.

However, after taking only two steps, he suddenly raised his head and looked around warily: "Mr. Asano, do you smell anything strange?"

"No." Nobuhiro continued walking without squinting.

"No, there must be!" Conan actually started running on the suspension bridge without caring.

Nobuhiro couldn't stop him from behind, so he could only watch Conan shaking the already somewhat old suspension bridge.

Hey, hey, the fire hasn't started yet, right? ?

Conan finally ran to the other end of the suspension bridge. He subconsciously checked the ropes and the wooden stakes that fixed the ropes. These facilities were intact and there were no signs of damage.

But he still discovered the problem: "It's gasoline, this smell is gasoline!"

Conan, who didn't have a cold or rhinitis, was still very accurate in identifying dangerous goods. As soon as Nobushige walked up to him, he saw a certain first-year detective pointing at the rope and the wooden board on the ground with a serious expression.

"It seems that you and Uncle Suzuki Shiro have deduced well. The real culprit who sent emails to threaten Sonoko is hiding in the chat room." Conan clenched his fists tightly, "But why did he pour gasoline on the suspension bridge? It was to block the Are we communicating with the outside world, or do we want to kill people in this way?!"

Nobuhiro sighed helplessly: "Although I know that you often encounter murder cases, no matter how many times, I still hope that you can look at the problem optimistically.

"Thinking about it from another angle, maybe it's just a welcome gift given to us by the director of the chat room?"