Chapter 312 Everyone Who Stayed up All Night

So for now, Chrissy Wynyard's identity remains a mystery. She might be a member of the organization, or she might just be replaced by someone in disguise.

Conan actually prefers the latter, because the status of a big American star is really not consistent with the members of the organization, and it should be very difficult for such a public figure to do illegal and criminal things.

Conan used the force generated by the contraction of his belt to climb up the chimney smoothly.

There was a thick layer of snow on the roof and it was very cold, but Conan's heart was warm.

After what happened tonight, he is full of confidence in the future.

Although the organization was huge beyond imagination, he was already understanding it in detail, and the organization was not united. On the contrary, they might have blood feuds.

In addition, the Sherry mentioned by Gin is also very important. The name sounds like the name of the wine, so it is basically certain that the other party is a member of the organization. But since Gin suspects that he installed the bug, it means that Shirley is probably not of the same mind as the organization, at least not with Gin.

Adhering to the principle that the enemy of his enemy is his friend, Conan felt that if he met Shirley one day, he could take advantage of her after getting to know her. But eventually these guys will definitely go to jail!

correct! And Sohei Matoyama!

Thinking of him, Conan's expression inevitably showed a little guilt.

He originally wondered why an ordinary music classroom needed bodyguards, and Shuhei Masayama had basically never worked since he took office. If it weren't for the fact that Sohei Masanoyama had a personal relationship with Mr. Asano, then his purpose would be worthy of further investigation.

Mr. Asano is very generous and has a soft ear. It is very likely that he will take whatever he says. Sohei Masanoyama, also known as Shira, a member of the organization, lurked next to Mr. Asano for some reason.

Conan could think of only one reason, but that reason was enough.

Mr. Asano once mentioned that he felt he was being watched and suspected that the person spying on him was from the organization. His hunch was indeed correct. Sohei Masayama was the person sent by the organization to monitor him. Obviously, the organization knew that Kudo Shinichi was not dead and had opened a music classroom downstairs at his childhood sweetheart's house. The organization found out about this matter much earlier than Conan expected. How terrible!

In the final analysis, he was the one who got Mr. Asano into trouble.

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A deeply involved politician was assassinated in public, but his killer was hit in the head by a bullet and his body was exposed in a wine cellar. That night, Officer Memu's hair fell out a lot again. Memu Lu looked at her husband tossing and turning all night and couldn't sleep, and she cried with heartache. In the early morning, she finally made up her mind and put a business card next to her husband's briefcase.

Mu Mu Shisan, who was about to leave home for work after grabbing a few bites of food, saw the business card: "Lu Feng Music Classroom, a place where you can relax your mind???"

"If you work too hard, go listen to music." Megumi Midori encouraged, "Every weekend Lufeng Music Classroom organizes student concerts, which will be a good opportunity to relax."

"...No need, I have to work overtime on weekends."

It was not just the police who had no rest that night. Conan was so excited that he accidentally stayed up all night, while Nobushige watched expressionlessly as Silla destroyed all the bottles of good wine he had collected.

In the early morning, Xinfan coldly carried Silla into the car, packed it and sent it back to Fanshan's house.

Although this is Silla's sad place, Kenzo Masama is dead anyway, so out of sight is out of mind, so there is no need to worry too much.

Before leaving, Xinfan still warned uneasily: "There will definitely be many reporters coming to see you tomorrow, and the police will probably not miss the opportunity to question you. You don't need my reminder on what to do, right?"

Silla, who drank so much that she was delirious, nodded seriously: "There is nothing left. From now on, I will just be myself, and I will do a good job."

"..." Xinfan didn't think Silla really understood it. He had no choice but to clean up the traces he left, and then decisively left the Ganshan family.

He was really scared. One Silla could be involved in so many things. Who knew if there would be another accident if he stayed here any longer.

After a sleepless night, Xinfan bought fresh ingredients on the way home. He rarely had time to make a good breakfast for Xiao Ai.

Two hours later, Nobufan drove on the road again carrying two lunch boxes, one large and one small. This time his destination was A Li's house, where Xiao Ai lived last night.

"Ding dong——"

The doorbell rang, and the sound of slippers hitting the ground was immediately heard in the room. The next second, Hui Yuan Ai's sleepy face appeared at the door. She must have just gotten up, her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and the wide collar of her pajamas was tilted to one side, exposing the delicate skin of her left shoulder.

Xinfan calmly stretched out his hand to help her tidy up her clothes, with a hint of disapproval in his eyes: "Xiao Ai, how can you open the door to a stranger casually?"

Hui Yuan Ai stared at him with blurred eyes for a long time, and then suddenly shouted "Ah", and the little girl's fair face turned red instantly.

"Brother, brother, why are you here?" Hui Yuan Ai was so panicked that he didn't know where to look.

Dr. Ali, who happened to be squatting in the toilet early in the morning, finally walked out with numb legs and feet. He squinted his eyes and tried to see clearly what was happening at the door: "Is he delivering newspapers?"

Nobushige changed his shoes at the entrance, and then led Haihara Ai and walked over: "Dr. Ali, I'm here to deliver breakfast to Xiao Ai."

"Oh, it's Asano!" Dr. Ali finally saw the person clearly. He said with an embarrassed smile, "I don't know where my glasses went. From a slightly further distance, I'm no different from a blind person."

Nobushige looked around, picked up a pair of round glasses from the cabinet next to him, and handed it to Dr. Ari. He also said, "I do a lot, so you guys haven't eaten yet, right?"

As they said this, they had already walked to the restaurant. Nobuhiro immediately saw the ready-to-eat rice balls placed on the dining table, which seemed to have just been taken out of the refrigerator.

"I only found this in the refrigerator, but I checked the date and it hasn't expired yet." Haihara Ai obediently stuffed the rice balls back into the refrigerator under Xinfan's gaze. She smiled sweetly at Xinfan, " What delicious food did your brother cook this morning?"

So Nobushige placed the larger lunch box on the table, which contained a traditional Japanese breakfast. There are tamagoyaki, seafood stew, pickles, bonito and scallop miso soup, etc. Regardless of the taste, it just looks very appetizing.

In fact, Haibara Ai doesn't like Japanese food very much. In comparison, her stomach seems to be more accustomed to Western food. But only my brother’s cooking is different. Probably because it smells like home. Whenever she tastes it, Haihara Ai will feel very happy.