Chapter 352: Mostly Crazy (Additional Update 2/3 for Christmas)

Chapter 352: Mostly Crazy (Added Update 23 for Christmas)

As Futo Kyosuke left the venue, many policemen also instantly turned their attention to the door.

Shiratori Rensaburo became a little more serious and said to Nobushige: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Asano, I think the next step will be the home court of the police. Please forgive me."

Nobuhiro nodded and said, "I wish you good luck."

Although he didn't know the police's plan, at this moment, it seemed that there was nothing else to do but trust. As for the Metropolitan Police Department, after all, the murderer has been identified. If this can allow Fuudo Kyousuke to succeed...

On the other side, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also noticed the movement at the door.

Suzuki Sonoko suddenly asked curiously: "Why are all the guests leaving all of a sudden? Are there any activities that are about to start?"

Mao Lilan raised her hand to stop Suzuki Sonoko who wanted to find out, and was worried about how to explain.

Sara Shiratori, who was standing with her newlywed husband, said: "They are my brother's friends. I don't know what those police are going to do, but it has nothing to do with us. We can just continue chatting and eating."

"Hey, hey? Could it be that the police have special celebrations?!" Suzuki Sonoko's eyes suddenly ignited with blazing fire, and curiosity kept trembling in her heart, making her legs move towards the door uncontrollably.

Mao Lilan took Suzuki Sonoko's arm, but maybe her curiosity was too strong. Mao Lilan, who had won the karate competition, was also a little unable to resist.

Suddenly, a fair and slender hand fell on Suzuki Sonoko's half-exposed shoulder, making her shiver with coldness: "Ah! Who is it?"

"Sonoko," Fei Yingli's beautiful voice sounded at the right time, quieting Suzuki Sonoko almost instantly, "Today is Sara's wedding celebration. How can we be as rude as those policemen?"

Mao Lilan paid attention to her mother's gloomy expression. She always felt that there was something in Fei Yingli's words. It seemed that her father was among the policemen.

Mao Lilan looked back again.

really! As expected, Mouri Kogoro couldn't restrain the detective's curiosity and left with the police!

Oops, now it’s even harder to get mom and dad back together.

Seeing that Suzuki Sonoko had finally put away her curiosity, Sara Shiratori quickly changed the subject: "Oh, I heard from my brother that Mr. Mori and Mr. Eri are also a very loving couple!"

Mao Lilan: "..."

It's really hard to pick up the pot, her mother's face is already bad enough!

Of course, Feiying could see that Shiratori Sara was changing the subject. After all, Shiratori Rensaburo had only been a police officer for a long time. How could he know about Moori Kogoro and her? As for love, that's even more impossible.

However, changing the topic was originally what Feiying wanted to do, so she did not refute, but acquiesced: "No, I think Sharo and Kotaro are a very well-matched couple."

Shiratori Sara immediately showed a sweet and shy expression.

Kotaro Seigetsu also scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Sara-san, Mr. Haruyuki must always say some annoying things to you, right?" Suzuki Sonoko approached Sara Shiratori gossiping and asked.

She thought she kept her voice low, but in fact everyone present heard it. Seigetsu Kotaro's cheeks flushed instantly, and he was so hesitant that he didn't know what to do.

Shiratori Sara laughed: "No, Kotaro is the kind of person who is not very good at talking about love."

"I think men like this are the best." Fei Ying said pointedly, "Because those sharp-tongued guys are not good people!"

Conan, who was several meters away, suddenly sneezed.

He quickly wiped his nose to try to wake up as much as possible: "Really, don't catch a cold at this time."

"Isn't it good to catch a cold?" Nobushige took a glass of whiskey from the waiter's tray. "By the way, you can also find out if the celebration party provides baigan, so that you can become Kudo Shinichi."

"It would be great if I could really turn into Kudo Shinichi." Conan exhaled and said, "I have tried many times since the last time I changed back, but it seems that cold and white drying can no longer work."

"Perhaps your body has developed resistance to the drug."

"That's really bad." Conan looked around and found that most of the police officers who came to attend the celebration had left. "Mr. Asano, why don't you follow us and have a look? Uncle Maori has gone too."

Nobushige didn't know why Conan wanted to compare him with Mouri Kogoro. Mouri Kogoro was obviously a detective, but he was just an ordinary agent.

But what surprised him today was Conan himself.

"You didn't go either?"

"Of course we already know who the murderer is, so there's no need to go there. Just leave the rest to the police. I have another thing that I'm more concerned about right now, and I can't think of anything for a while." Conan said, frowning in distress. He frowned.

Nobuman became slightly interested: "What's the matter?"

"It's the one I wanted to tell you before. When I accompanied Xiaolan to deposit the bag, I saw a strange package in the depository. It was as big as a backpack. I don't know what was inside."

A package the size of a backpack?

Nobuhiro narrowed his eyes and filtered all the possibilities in his mind.

Conan continued to analyze: "Isn't this strange? The fifteenth floor is full of guests coming to attend the wedding celebration. Everyone is wearing a dress, and even if they have carry-on luggage, most of them are handbags and the like. In this kind of situation It’s really strange that someone would store such a large luggage under the circumstances.”

Nobuhiro's expression suddenly became serious, and he walked toward the door.

Conan quickly followed: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Not sure yet, but it's necessary to verify." Nobuhiro said as he quickly rushed to the storage area, "Is the package still there?"

Conan looked at it carefully and his expression suddenly changed: "No, it must have been taken away by someone!"

"Oops!" Nobuhiro cursed secretly, took out his mobile phone and immediately entered the phone number of the Memu Police Department.

Conan finally realized what Nobuhiro's concerns were. He opened his mouth slightly and said in disbelief: "Is that...a bomb??!"

damn it! If it was really a bomb, with that amount, it might be possible to submerge the entire floor in the explosion aftermath and heat wave!

There are hundreds of guests on the fifteenth floor! !

Is Futo Kyosuke crazy? ?

Officer Megure quickly answered the call. He seemed to be very anxious: "Hey, Brother Asano, we have something going on here. I'll call you back later."

"Megure Police Department." Nobushige said straight to the point without any nonsense, "Fuudo Kyousuke is very likely to be carrying a large number of bombs!"