Chapter 931 I Promise You Will Be Fine

"You care about what I did?" Faced with Gin's question, Ireland not only didn't mind, but asked instead.

Gin snorted and said nonchalantly: "Forget it, just concentrate on completing the task assigned to you."

"Is this your wish, or Mescal's order?"

Gin frowned and warned, "Ireland."

Ireland stared at the comparison results on the screen and mentioned it unintentionally: "I remember you used drugs to kill the high school detective, right?"

"What did you say?"

"Kudo Shinichi, have you forgotten?" Ireland's fingers tapped the keyboard regularly, "In addition, I also heard some interesting things from Belmode today, or should I say, you think you know Mei Skar?"

Gin's patience was gradually worn away by Ireland's incomprehensible words, and he impatiently said: "Do what you should do, and we will do the rest after the mission is over."

"Okay." Ireland calmly waited for Gin to hang up the phone.

At this time, the computer screen no longer showed an interface for comparing two fingerprints, but a personal information with the words "Asano Nobushige" written at the top.

Ireland rubbed the table with his fingers, and a sense of inquiry gradually emerged in his eyes.

After analyzing all possibilities and eliminating all impossibilities, what was before him was the truth.

Mezcal, is Asano Nobushige the identity you are pretending to be?

So what if it’s Mezcal, which is highly valued by the BOSS? Ireland was ready to retaliate against the man he respected most for killing him.

…

The police ultimately failed to find Sumire Shindo, but from another perspective, the police finally found Sumire Shindo.

The body of the young female painter who was kidnapped by the murderer the day before was found in Koryo Sports Park in Ayase City, Kanagawa Prefecture. Also found with the body was a mahjong tile identical to the serial murder case.

Miwako Sato took Wataru Takagi to the place where their tire burst and told him: "I always feel that in this serial murder case, in addition to the murderer, there is another group of people involved."

"Ah, how could it be?" Takagi Sheba looked confused.

"That day, our car suddenly had a flat tire. It didn't look like it ran over a sharp object, but it looked like a bullet hit the tire." Miwako Sato expressed her worries, "Moreover, the paint in Shindo Sumire's studio was stepped on twice. times, the first time he stepped on the paint tube, and the second time he stepped on the dried paint. This shows that after the murderer took Shindo Sumire away, someone else entered."

"Could it be..."

"I am also very concerned about the kidnapped lady who suddenly disappeared in the shopping mall. No matter how you look at it, a person who has just encountered a life threat should not leave without saying a word after the gangster was arrested, right?"

Sato Miwako almost guessed the entire truth, and these clues all pointed to the same result-there were accomplices of those people in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Sato Miwako doesn't know who her accomplice is, but the only person she can trust now is Takagi Wataru.

…

"But the strange thing is that this time the pattern on the back of the mahjong tiles is a triangle instead of letters." Mouri Kogoro said on the phone with his agent Asano Nobushige.

Nobushige was on the phone while walking into Dr. Ali's house.

"I understand. I will continue to investigate the meaning of the death message. I will leave it to you at the Metropolitan Police Department."

Because the children of the Junior Detective Corps often go to the doctor's house to play, the door to Dr. Ali's house is always open. Nobuhiro knocked on the door, but when no one answered, he took off his shoes and walked in.

"What happened to the big fire you just mentioned the year before last?" In the living room, Conan was also on the phone. Judging from his tone, it should be Hattori Heiji on the other side.

When Conan saw Asano Nobushige, he immediately hung up the phone with a guilty conscience and asked calmly: "Mr. Asano, why are you here?"

Nobuhiro felt strange and asked, "Who are you calling?"

"It's Xiaolan." Conan replied, "Because there have been serial murders recently, I reminded her to be careful and not to go out unless there is nothing wrong."

"Yeah?"

"That's it. Mr. Asano, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Nobuhiro felt a touch of sadness. Since when did Conan stop telling the truth to him? Conan seems unwilling to share things related to the organization with him now.

Don't say anything about protecting him, Xin Fan doesn't believe it.

He shook his head helplessly: "I came here to help Xiao Ai get something. Miss Kawakami seems to have deposited a book for Xiao Ai with the doctor."

"Ah, you said that, I know where it is."

Conan rummaged through the box and found the book stored by Yuno Kawakami, "This seems to be a board game book, the kind that solves puzzles."

When Conan took it out, he couldn't hide the curiosity in his eyes.

Xinfan looked at it and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, these puzzle game books are usually disposable. I'll ask you to come over when Xiao Ai plays."

"Okay, thank you Asano..." Conan was halfway through his words of thanks when he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait a minute, Mr. Asano, have you forgotten the true age of Asano Haibara Ai?"

Nobuhiro smiled: "What does it matter? You are all children in my eyes anyway."

"Then I'll leave first." Nobushige waved to Conan and left.

"Wait!" Conan suddenly stopped him.

Xinfan turned around with confusion on his face.

Conan hesitated for a moment before speaking: "My hair caught in the crack of Kudo Shinichi's bedroom door fell to the ground, and the dorsal fin of the dolphin I made in the school handicraft class was also taken away."

Xinfan frowned when he heard this: "You mean..."

"I suspect that someone in the organization has suspected my identity." Conan was worried and relieved at the same time, "Fortunately, Edogawa Conan is now living in Kudo's house. Even if matching fingerprints are found, it doesn't mean anything. "

"Then what are you still worried about?"

"If there is a first time, there will be a second and third time. Maybe their suspicions can't have a big impact on me now, but what about later?" Conan took a deep breath, "Belmod said that this serial murder case involves the organization. NOC, they want to find the murderer and get back the NOC list, and the person in charge of this operation is Mescal. If the person investigating me is Mescal, or I tell him my suspicions, it can be foreseen that there will be people around me in the future. There will be organizational spies.”

Hearing this, Xinfan's expression was still calm.

He patted Conan on the shoulder and said in a steady and convincing tone: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

"Really?"

Nobuhiro lowered his head and looked at Conan: "I promise."