Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"So, in that mansion, do you always call each other by color?" Before leaving, Conan asked Cuichuan Shangshu.

Cuichuan Shangshu nodded first, and then added: "However, because Zhou Zuo and I are very good friends, only the two of us call each other by name."

Conan was puzzled.

Calling others is color, but is the victim Akashi Zhou the only name? This is really a "coincidence".

At the second stop, they came to the fashion studio of Shaoji Yamabuki.

Shanbuki Shaoji, like his name, is a person full of vigor and sunshine. He came from a distance, and the whole room suddenly brightened up-because he was wearing a yellow suit and still had a playful little mustache on his face.

"Hey, you said that my fingerprints were left in Ahong's studio." Shanbuki Shaoji smiled and said, "That can't be helped. After all, I have been living in the Pavilion of Hope before, and it is estimated that my fingerprints are everywhere. Bar."

Conan raised his head and asked as usual, "Since you call Akashi Zhousaku-san Ahong, do other people use Yamabuki Ahuang to call you?"

"Yes." Shanbuki Shaoer replied, "but it seems that only Alan would call me Xiaoshan."

Conan pondered: "That's it."

Immediately afterwards, Conan asked Yamabuki Shoji to learn about Kobashi Aoi's image in everyone's mind, and got the answer "like a goddess".

In other words, the four people who lived in the Hall of Hope at the beginning may all have a grudge against Akashi Shusaku because of Kobashi Aoi's death, and then hurt the killer.

It is very suspicious indeed.

The third stop is Takuto Momose's CG studio.

When getting out of the car, Xinfan glanced back silently.

Someone followed them, and they have been following since they went to Cuichuan Shangshu's house. But the car has always kept a relatively safe distance, and every time they stopped, it would stop by the side of the road at a distance. It is neither offensive, nor does it seem to be disadvantageous to them, it seems to be just surveillance.

Surveillance... Is it a police car?

Xinfan's gaze quickly swept away from the car and moved to other places. He would deliberately look around to make his observations look less abrupt.

In the studio, Takuto Baise was working on a computer. Hearing Zhufu Gaoming said that his fingerprints were left in the studio, Takuto Baise was very disdainful and said, "Hey, don't you suspect me because of this, right? I don’t remember when it was on the surface."

"No, we just ask regularly."

As soon as Zhu Fu Gaoming said that, Conan took the initiative to ask: "Hey, uncle, are you also called Atao by them?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming turned his eyes slightly, a certain great elementary school student hadn't realized that his active performance had been noticed by others.

If it is usual, Shinshigen will remind him kindly, although most of the time he pushes the pot on Moori Kogoro, but sometimes he will learn it by himself.

But today... hehe, facing Zhu Fu Gaoming, forgive him for being helpless.

Regardless of whether Zhu Fu Gaoming could see their little tricks, even if it was just because doing so would allow him to enter Zhu Fu's vision, Xinfan would never allow it.

Therefore, I can only pray and mourn for Conan and candles.

Hearing Conan's question, Takuto Momose let out a heavy breath from his nose: "Yes, more than that, sometimes I will be called by others pinkpink!"

"So, after moving out of the mansion, haven't you ever been back?" Zhu Fu asked Gaoming.

Takuto Momose thought for a while: "Forgot to say, I once went back four years ago to give away my own game software. It was a pretty boring chess game, but I know that both Ahong and Xiaolan I like to play chess."

The new information get, the victim and the key figures who are most likely to cause the death of the victim like chess.

Reminiscent of the black and white chairs left by Akashi Shusaku, the answer seems to be slowly emerging.

Finally, when it was late at night, Nobuhiro and the others came to the last stop-Naokijiro's home.

Naoki Jiro is a musician, but he does not have the grace of a musician.

Upon hearing Zhufu’s Gaoming words, Naoki Shiro suddenly appeared in horror: "You said that the doorknobs and painting tools of the studio have my fingerprints? How is this possible? I... ah, yes, I didn’t live in Hope before. Isn’t it normal to leave fingerprints?"

Xin Fan frowned slightly.

Before thinking that he could use the reasons why he lived before, what exactly did Naoki Shiro want to say? Could it be...I've obviously wiped it clean?

Naoki Shiro has been paying attention to Zhufu’s brilliant reaction. Seeing that he had no expression at all, his face was sweaty and anxious: "Ah, I remembered, in fact, I went back once half a year ago. I might indeed have encountered it at that time. I passed Ahong's door handles and painting tools."

Conan asked about his name again, Naoki Shiro still answered him even though he was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Naoki Shiro suddenly glanced at his watch and said eagerly: "That's right, I almost forgot to have a meeting with the orchestra partners today. It will be too late, I will leave the door now!"

With that, he hurriedly pushed them out of his room.

Zhufu took two steps back politely ~www.readwn.com~ and did not let Naoki Shiro touch him, nor did he cause trouble to the other party. Even in the face of obvious suspects, he still maintained his demeanor as a gentleman.

As soon as he left the house, Xinfan knocked on the phone screen to remind Hongshu to get up and work.

How could he miss the possible calls and self-talk of such a suspicious character? Just leave it to Hongshu.

Taking advantage of Zhu Fu Gaoming's carelessness, Xinfan took out a wireless headset from his pocket and put it on.

Coincidentally, Naoki Shiro happened to be calling.

It's really bold. Did the police dare to call the real murderer behind the scenes as soon as they left?

"Hey, it's me." Naoki Shiro's voice seemed a little calmer than before, but he was still nervous. "The police said that my fingerprints were accidentally left in Akashi Shusaku's room. If you don't give me five million If so, I will show the photo to the police!"

Five million, extortion.

Shinshige wrote a note for Naoki Shiro in a small notebook.

"What, the police asked you the same question? Well, see you tonight. I'll wait for you at home."

Naoki Shiro's call was very brief, and he hung up within a few seconds, but there was a lot of implicit information.

It seems that Naoki Shiro is not the murderer, the real murderer is among the remaining three people, he just inadvertently obtained evidence of the real murderer, and blackmailed him. It is very likely that Naokijiro had been in that studio after the incident, otherwise he would not have been so sensitive and afraid of fingerprints.

"Police Officer Zhufu." Xinfan suddenly called forward, "I have a friend from Nagano who asked me to have a supper. It was about 11:30, and I won't go back with you."