I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Serabel didn't care so much and immediately asked the third question.

"In that case, do you know someone named Elena Miyano in that organization?"

"That, that is..."

Obviously knowing this name, Miyano Akemi reacted immediately when she heard it. She opened her mouth in shock and blurted out the answer without thinking.

"That's our mother!"

"Mother?"

Serabel was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.

The main thing is that Akai Mari had shown him a photo of her sister before this. She was also a blond beauty, but Miyano Akemi had black hair, and it didn't look like the roots of her hair were dyed black.

Oh no, it sounds like Zhenzun also has black hair... That's okay.

"Yes, that is our mother." Miyano Akemi repeated what she had just said, and then she looked a little depressed, "But my mother passed away a long time ago. Because of a fire in the organization's laboratory, she and her father We were killed together and our whereabouts are still unknown... So for me, Shiho is my only relative in this world, please save her!"

"Then do you know the specific location of the organization base?" Serabel's eyes fell and looked at her grabbed arm.

"……do not know."

"Then can you take the initiative to contact your sister?"

"……also can not."

The mobile phone numbers of all the core members of the organization are monitored in real time. Of course, Zhibao will receive the message sent by her, but at the same time, Gin Jiu will also receive it.

Therefore, the communication path is also blocked.

After a while, Miyano Akemi sighed like a deflated ball, and her shoulders drooped a little.

"I'm just a peripheral employee. Even every time I visit Shiho, Shiho comes to see me in his free time, and there are always people from the organization with him."

"That's it. We can only take this matter slowly and consider it in the long term."

Serabel took away her hand and turned off the lights in the car.

He turned on the turn signal and stepped on the accelerator. The car body vibrated slightly and slowly drove forward.

"Anyway, let me take you to the hotel now."

"Go to the hotel? What for?"

Less than two hours ago, she killed her accomplices who were robbing a bank in a hotel. Miyano Akemi was immediately nervous when she heard that she was going to a hotel.

Serabel shrugged.

"Of course we're renting a room."?

I changed the title of the book, and I feel that this one is more to the point, while the original title was a little "narrow" in terms of summary.

But anyway, I just changed the title of the book, and the cover was not changed, so it shouldn’t be lost...

In fact, someone xd recommended me to change the cover too, but I quite like the way Akai Marie looks disgusted at perverts, so bold.

Oh, by the way, there is some good news. It seems that the test promotion has been promoted, and I have successfully received a popular new book recommendation. I really don’t want to poke it.

Yebiyebi~?

Chapter 37: There are rewards for telling the truth, and there are punishments for talking nonsense.

It's a room opening, but it's not the room opening you imagined.

At least not this time.

Ten minutes later, the black Audi parked downstairs of a hotel close to the center of Tokyo.

The hotel is not of a high standard, nor is it located in the most prosperous and lively area of ​​Tokyo, but as long as you open the curtains in the guest room and look south, you will definitely see the precise flashing police lights standing hundreds of meters away in the night. Hall building.

Highlight a sense of security.

"Then Miss Miyano, please stay here today. I will come back tomorrow at noon or maybe afternoon."

"OK, all right."

At the door of the guest room, after briefly explaining a few words to Miyano Akemi, who had just experienced ups and downs in life, Serabel turned and went downstairs.

When he returned to the car, Conan, who had been violently sleeping in the back seat, finally woke up slowly.

The first sentence is——

"I... where am I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a completely unclear nonsense coming from the front row.

"In the palm of my hand, I don't know who you are, but I'm about to start shocking you hard."

"?"

What is this mess?They just kidnapped someone without even knowing who they were, right? And they just electrocuted me without asking any questions, right?

Conan, who was not yet fully conscious, was suddenly made more confused by such a gag.

Fortunately, the next second there was a familiar face in the front row, turning around and leaning over.

"Wake up, it's just a blow from the hand. It shouldn't cause amnesia, right?"

"Uh……"

The terrifying delay caused by sitting on Mars and connecting directly to the earth through the Great Wall broadband is still affecting Conan's thinking, but even so, the expression on his face is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From being confused to having some enlightenment, then to thinking hard, and finally suddenly having a sudden enlightenment.

"Miss Yami! How is Miss Yami?!"

"He's alive, don't worry, he's unscathed."

Serabel waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to be so excited, and then pointed at the co-pilot.

"Why don't you sit in the front so it's easier to talk."

Conan thought for a second and then followed suit.

After all, he also had many questions to ask Serabel.

As the car door opened and closed, Conan got out of the car very well and walked around, sat down in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and then spoke eagerly.

"Then now Miss Yami..."

"Stop a moment. Before I answer your question, I have a few questions that I need you to answer. Only after I get your answers can I consider whether to answer your question."

Serabel raised her index finger to stop Conan from continuing.

"First question, who are you?"

"I……"

Conan's words faltered, and his face suddenly froze.

This was his mistake, because the impression of Gin and Vodka, the male duo in black, was so profound on him that when he saw the latter two at the dock, he subconsciously mentioned that he had once Being drugged and made smaller.

"Of course I am Edogawa Conan, Sera-san knows that, uh-huh, hahaha..." The boy with glasses scratched his head and pretended to smile.

"Well said, do you think I believe it?" Serabel glanced at him contemptuously.

"Forget it, let me briefly reveal two points. First of all, the two men in black you mentioned made your body smaller. One is named Gin and the other is Vodka. The former has long silver hair and the latter has a huge chin. You There should be an impression that their organization is also the target I am tracking."

"Secondly, my identity as MI6 trainee investigator has an official certificate."

Serabel took out the MI6 ID he carried with him, opened it, showed it, and then put it away again.

"Okay, so let's get down to business. Who are you? There will be rewards for telling the truth, and there will be punishments for talking nonsense."

"...What's the reward?"

"Maybe a bowl of ramen, maybe a meal of sushi. After all, it's so late and I haven't had dinner."

"...What about punishment?"

"Snow."

"what?"

Conan didn't understand the joke and was stunned.

A brief silence enveloped the car. After a while, he slowly exhaled, took off his glasses, and abandoned his pretense of being a cute child.

"I...actually my name is Kudo Shinichi, and I was a high school detective before this."

"Oh."

Serabel nodded and added.

"Sorry, I don't think I've heard of it much."

"..."

He was telling the truth, but for Conan, it was a huge blow like sprinting for [-] meters and being thrown to death on a stone pier. Inexplicable frustration suddenly surged into his heart.

After all, he is still a well-known detective here in Kanto. He is the kind of person who even calls Memu Police Department "brother"!

But then again, everyone in the Memu Police Department seems to be called a brother, including Uncle Mori, the bad chess player in the detective world, who is also a brother. If you really think about it...well...

So Conan became even more silent.

He took out his mobile phone and searched for the keyword "Kudo Shinichi". He randomly picked a photo of his face that had made headlines in the past few months, took off his glasses and put the mobile phone parallel to the side of his head.

"So, you can see it!"

"Hmm...well, it can be seen that it is indeed the same person."

There is a similar course in MI6, for example, it is to deduce the approximate appearance of the target from a photo 20 years ago, so Serabel came to the conclusion after just a few glances.

"Actually, you don't even need to take off your glasses. You can still see it even if you don't take off your glasses."

"Is it so obvious?!"

"Otherwise, your glasses are not Superman's."

"……Oh."

Conan was a little depressed, thinking to himself that it would be fine as long as Xiaolan and Uncle Maori couldn't see it.

The shrunken high school detective took a deep breath.

"Forget it, compared to this, what's going on with Miss Yami now?"

Serabel touched her chin: "Well, I didn't tell you this at first, but considering that I might need your help next time, I'll just mention it a little bit."

"First of all, the Miss Hirota Masami you know is actually from the black organization, but she is just a peripheral member. She also has a sister who is a core member. Her position in the organization is to develop drugs. And the drug developed is very likely to be the same one you are taking, but we are currently unable to contact you for some reasons, so we have to consider this matter in the long term."

"This... means that as long as we can find Miss Yamei's sister, we can make an antidote to restore my body, right?" Conan understood the cause and effect in an instant and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Maybe, you heard me clearly, I mean maybe."

Serabel raised a second finger.

"Secondly, in other words, we can now ask for help from Miss Yami and her sister. Miss Yami is currently on the list of the black organization and should be considered dead. As long as she does not show off in the public eye, she is basically dead. It’s safe, so the top priority now is to find a place for her to stay. Is there anyone you can trust there?”

"A person you can trust..."

In fact, when Conan heard the question, the appropriate person's name already popped into his mind.

But he still paused, thought about it and said.

"I think it's okay with Dr. A Li."

"Is it Dr. Ali again? But from your previous description, he should be a man living alone." Sera Bell was noncommittal.

"He is indeed a man living alone, but..." Conan pulled out a photo from his phone, "That's probably what it looks like."

"Ok?"

Sera Bell looked closely.

The photo on the phone screen showed an old man with a fat body like a Kirby animal, round-rimmed glasses and a big nose. He had a white beard and hair, a bald head, and was wearing a white coat that fit the stereotype of a scientific researcher.

"Hmm~ It looks like it should be pretty safe, but are you sure it's really okay to live in his house?"