Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The ambulance quickly pulled Naoki Shiro away, who was in a coma.

Xinfan looked at the empty room, lost in thought.

Naoki Shiro was not dead, but the murderer did not know. He certainly didn't want Naoki Shiro or, if he learned that Naoki Shiro was in a coma, he might try to assassinate again.

But at present, Naoki Shiro has important significance to the police. Hiroki's investigation results cannot be used as evidence. Only Naoki Shiro's confession can convict the real murderer.

Is it necessary to use Naoki Shiro as a bait to lure the real murderer to the bait? Is the risk of doing so too great?

"I have something to do." While thinking about Shinhan, Zhufu Gaoming suddenly said to him, "Prior to this, please keep it secret. Don't let anyone know that Naoki Shiro is in danger, and don't let anyone know about him. Are you alive."

Xinfan looked at Zhufu Gaoming: "Officer Zhufu, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Fu clenched his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I have some thoughts about Chibi. If I don't confirm it on the ground, I'm afraid I won't be able to get a clear conclusion."

"Are you going alone?" Xinfan frowned.

"A person can think more calmly. I'll ask you here, especially if you help me stop Officer Yamato."

Although Xinfan was still a little worried, in his capacity, he really didn't have the qualifications to stop him. What's more, if he behaves too abnormally, I'm afraid it will cause Zhu Fu's wise suspicion.

After thinking over and over again, Xinfan chose to remain silent.

Zhu Fu Gaoming handed the scene to the Xinye Station police officers who rushed to the scene. Most of these people knew Xinfan, but they didn't know him.

Sato Takuji quickly protected the scene and handed over Nobuhiro Asano, who was specially left by Police Officer Zhufu, to the side: "This police officer, please rest here. The forensic work will be over soon."

"No, I'm not..." Shinshiro explained, but Sato Takuji had already led people to search every corner of the room where the murderer's information might be left.

Well, it's still as careless as before.

Xinfan watched the busy Xinyi station police officers, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

He obviously worked with them, but no one remembers them except him. No one thought that Ogawa Yumatsu was him at the time. He was like an insignificant passer-by, standing outside the transparent but cold glass window, silently watching the scenery inside.

This kind of thing is not surprising to Xinfan who has mastered Transformation Technique, but he seems to be emotional only when facing people or things related to Zhufu Gaoming.

"What happened?!"

There was a mess of footsteps behind him, and then Yamato dared to ask questions.

Xinfan got up and nodded slightly to him: "Sergeant Yamato."

Seeing him, Yamato dared to frown: "Mr. Asano, why are you here, clever?"

"Police Officer Zhufu still has some details about this case that need to be investigated."

At this moment, Kogoro Mouri rushed to him panting: "Isn't this Naokijiro's apartment? Why are you all around here?"

"Something happened to Naoki Shiro?" Conan stood at the door of the apartment, looking inside, guessing, "Although Naoki Shiro was not seen, according to the behavior of the Forensic Officer, he should have been attacked by a gangster here before. Life or death is unknown."

"Ah?! But isn't he the biggest suspect?" Mouri Kogoro was shocked for three minutes.

"What's wrong with him?" Yamato dared to ask.

The police officers of the Xinye Station had orders from their superiors, which would not reveal a single word, so for a while everyone turned their attention to Xinfan, hoping to get answers from him.

Xin Fan closed his eyes with a headache.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he had already made a decision: "Just last night, Naoki Shiro was killed. The murderer is very likely to be the same as the murderer in the Death Museum case."

Then he explained the situation where he overheard the call between Naokijiro and the murderer yesterday.

Conan was suddenly upset when he heard this.

Really, he was obviously there last night, so he believed Zhu Fu's clever nonsense and went back to the hotel obediently. Simply wrong!

Nobuhiro finally chose the former between "Naoki Shiro awakens" and "Using Naoki Shiro as bait to catch the real murderer". This is obviously a safer approach. Even if he does not wake up in the end, he can deliberately let out the wind to confuse the murderer.

"Crap!" Sato Takuji who was searching suddenly yelled, "The police officer in charge of the patrol said that there is a fire in the direction of the death hall, and it may be on fire!"

"what?!!"

Yamato dared to help quickly ran downstairs.

That is the most important evidence. Even if the photos have been taken, there is no guarantee that no details will be missed. They must be rescued!

But when Yamato dared to help go downstairs, he saw that Nobuhiro Asano had already snatched a car from the police officer, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

"Why is Asano so anxious?" Mouri Kogoro was confused.

Even if the evidence is important, it shouldn't be so, right?

Yamato dared to help frown slightly. After a few seconds, his expression suddenly shrank: "Well, Gao Ming won't be in the Hall of Death, right?!"

"Uehara, let's go quickly!" Yamato dared to help Yui Uehara who was dazed to the side and ordered.

Uehara Yui regained consciousness and quickly started the car.

...

By this time, Xin Fan had already soared onto the highway.

It is about ten minutes' drive from Naoki Siro's house to the Museum of Death, not too far, he should be able to arrive in five minutes!

Xinfan rarely had such nervous moments, but now, his palms were constantly sweating, and his cold and slippery palms even couldn't hold the steering wheel firmly.

Drag racing, drag racing, or drag racing.

He surpassed one private car after another, maybe there was a scratch in the middle, it didn't matter, as long as he could arrive one second as soon as possible, the chance of surviving Zhufu Gaoming would increase by one point.

Hongshu knew how nervous Jingguang's brother was now, and while silently providing him with the fastest route, he dialed the fire alarm number.

As soon as I went to the forest where the Hall of Death was located, I could already see the fire and smoke not far away through the treetops.

Burning to such a serious degree, if his brother were inside, would he really survive?

Xinfan gritted his teeth and stepped the accelerator to the limit.

Hurry up, hurry up! !

Xinfan didn't realize how fast he was at this time~www.readwn.com~ He only remembered that when he parked the car next to the Museum of Death, half of the car door was stained with dust from the brakes.

The soaring flames licked the surrounding air, and the pungent smoke filled Xinfan's nose.

He took out a bottle of mineral water, poured it on his head, and rushed into the burning death hall without hesitation.

Chibi, Chibi, if Zhu Fu Gaoming did not escape, he must be next to Chibi!

After breaking through all obstacles, Xinfan finally came to the vicinity of Akashi Zhou's studio, but the burning box that had fallen apart blocked the way to the studio.

He didn't have time to think a lot, and he passed over the burning bookcase with one hand.

The tongue burned the skin of the palm of the hand, but under the blessing of adrenaline, the pain was minimal.

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