Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Uh……"

No matter how slow Conan is, he should realize that he almost killed Mr. Asano at this time, not to mention that he was not slow at all.

Conan awkwardly opened the door of the car that had lost the window, jumped out of the car, and removed the disguise.

Judy and Belmod realized that they were both mourned by Conan and Huihara when they saw the football, so they were not surprised.

Conan ran up to Asano Nobuhira under the gaze of these two men, and said to him extremely sorry, "I didn't expect it to be like this."

In fact, Nobuhiro Asano wanted to knock him on the head now. However, out of consideration of not being able to collapse, he still barely smiled and said generously: "It doesn't matter, I know you want to help me out of good intentions."

Conan was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Judy before he could speak.

"By the way, the one over there, you can also stop." Judy was obviously injured, but her tone was as if the FBI had surrounded this place.

Nobuhiro Asano condensed slightly, and then he met Judy's eyes calmly.

Judy smiled laboriously: "Although I don't know your true identity, I think you shouldn't be Mr. Asano Shinshige, the agent of the famous detective?"

Conan was stunned, then turned his head to look at Asano Nobuhiro.

Asano Nobuhira's expression has not changed much, and he can even be said to be a little indifferent: "Why do you say that? I thought I acted very well."

So he actually admitted it?

Conan began to doubt life, because before that, he really thought that Nobuhiro Asano was the real Mr. Asano. After all, the members of the black organization shot him, didn't they? And still twice.

They don’t...for acting, they can really ignore the lives of their colleagues, right? ?

Well, if it is an organization, maybe they can really do this kind of thing.

"You acted really well, at least at first I didn't doubt it, and even later I was confused about my inferences because of your injury." Judy said with a smile, "but something is wrong, that's for sure. Yes. For example... Belmode got in your car, and you got to the dock together."

"What's the problem with this? In order to take the girl away as soon as possible, she called me when she couldn't make it."

"Perhaps, but how can someone like Belmode hand over such a critical step to an ordinary person who doesn't know anything?" Judy asked, "In case Nobuhira Asano did not come as she requested, What if he gave up as soon as I persuaded him? I don’t believe Belmode will give Asano Nobuhira the choice of whether or not to get things done, unless the Asano Nobuhira is someone she knows well, such as a colleague."

Nobuhiro Asano and Belmode looked at each other, and both saw interest in each other's eyes.

Judy continued: "But the above is just my suspicion, until I saw that you were almost killed by a sniper, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sniper. Until then, the shock in your eyes finally made me sure that you were definitely not Asano Nobuhiro!"

Nobuhiro Asano was stunned, and couldn't help sighing, "It's terrible insight."

Having said that, he raised his hand to his face, and exerted a slight force--

...

On the ghost ship, Shinichi Kudo looked condescendingly at the crowd on the deck, and said openly: "Of course I can see through this despicable trick, because I have already reached a higher level!"

"Huh?" Mouri Kogoro was unhappy, "Why are you talking big again!"

Unlike him, Suzuki Soonko became excited when she heard Kudo's words. She couldn't wait to use her mobile phone to video with Mo Lilan, so that Mo Lilan could also see the handsome side of Kudo.

Shinichi Kudo smiled slightly, and said, "Sad human beings, they never understand how much youkai can do."

After that, Kudo Shinichi put his hand near his chin and pulled a piece of dough with light force.

Beneath the skin was a face that was familiar to Kogoro Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki.

Maori Kogoro:"……"

Suzuki Sonoko: "!!!"

The surrounding crowd also broke out in riots:

"Hi, who is that person?"

"That person turned out to be!!"

"It's incredible, I don't even know who that person is...who."

The guests looked at each other, obviously no one knew the person.

"Kudo Shinichi" on the mast flattened his mouth, and seemed very dissatisfied with the effect of his face.

"No, you let me go! I'm going to find this guy!!"

"No way, uncle, you can't go up!!"

Suzuki Sonoko desperately pulled Maori Kogoro, but Uncle Maori was so eager to eat and crawled toward the mast desperately.

Still yelling: "Asano, it's fun to play with us, isn't it?"

The man on the mast changed his body and suddenly became the appearance of Asano Nobuhira.

Uncle Maori was so aggressive, Shinshi Asano shivered with fright. He dodged two steps behind and said loudly to the guests on the boat: "I am Mr. Mori’s agent Nobuhiro Asano. The above is the performance that Mr. Mori and I brought to everyone. In fact, Mr. Mori discovered the truth very early. But he felt that the originally happy ghost ship caused fear because of human death, so he inspired everyone in this way! Thank you!!!"

This string of beards and horses satisfies Mouri Kogoro very well. He stopped climbing and returned to the deck. Kogoro Mori straightened his tie solemnly, ready to accept everyone's praise.

Well, he didn't give up because of fear of heights anyway!

Suzuki Sonoko made an admiration, but couldn't help but complain: "Mr. Asano is too entertaining, right?!"

...

Under Nobuhiro Asano's disguise ~www.readwn.com~ is a face that is a little strange to Judy.

But Belmode is already very familiar. She looked at the mask in his hand with interest: "Interesting, really interesting, is it a mask that can bleed?"

Just now Judy also began to doubt the correctness of her inference because of Asano Nobuhiro's forehead being scratched by a bullet. Because their known methods of disguising can't make such a realistic effect.

"Mezcal." Belmode whispered his code name, "I think what happened just now was because Bourbon had misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstanding?" Mezcal looked back at her, did not continue, but his question was enough to express his emotions.

Judy looked down: "So you are Mezcal."

It turned out that this person was Mezcal who Xiu had reminded her to pay attention to.

Sure enough, it was very powerful and very dangerous.

Mezcal bowed slightly towards Judy, with a spring-like smile on the corners of his mouth: "We first met, Miss FBI agent."