"Maybe, have you heard of the name Hiroshi Haneda?"

Late at night, amid the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the curtains, Chen Xing sat by the window, overlooking the bright lights that gradually emerged outside the apartment.

The colorful neon colors are psychedelic.

On the other end of the phone, the greeting that was originally smiling just now ended suddenly. During the brief silence, there was a moment of breath that could not be concealed.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?" Belmode's tone was slightly deeper.

"It's a coincidence." Chen Xing briefly talked about the case he participated in today.

"That's why you're curious?" Belmode breathed a sigh of relief and used a smile to cover up his nervousness. "It's just a chess player. What's the point of your concern for his death?"

"Because of the list." Chen Xing said: "Please take the list of aptx4869."

"What did she tell you?" Belmode said coldly.

Chen Xing said 'um', "So you should know some inside information, right?"

"What's the use of telling you?" Belmode breathed a lightly, "You want to have a dull life now, aren't you? The more you know, the more dangerous she is?"

She smiled faintly, "What you should ask yourself, whether you want to protect her or involve her in dangerous things, such as opposing the organization. People's energy is limited, and it is rare to be able to do one thing well."

The curtain brushed on his face, and Chen Xing stretched out his hand and pulled it down, thinking that what she said made sense, and that she seemed to care too much.

"But I seem to hear the threat." He said quietly.

"I'm stating the facts." Belmode's voice softened, "I'm protecting you."

"I understand." Chen Xing said with a smile.

"Go to rest early." Belmode felt relieved.

There was only the light of the phone screen gradually extinguishing in the room. After hanging up the phone, Chen Xing looked out the window. In the endless night, a sea of ​​light gradually appeared. The wind in the sky was howling by, but the clouds were not panicked.

...

"Have you heard of Hiroshi Haneda?"

The next day, when I passed by in the coffee shop, Chen Xingjiu asked unintentionally.

Amuro beat up, "That famous chess player?"

"What else?" Chen Xing did not look up.

Toru Amuro stood beside him, frowned and lowered his head, "I heard that he was killed strangely when he went to the United States."

Chen Xing flipped through the magazine and said nothing.

Amuro looked around and sat down beside him, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"I encountered a case yesterday and happened to hear this person." Chen Xing said.

"I think it's strange?" asked Tomoto Amuro.

"Somewhat curious." Chen Xing looked over.

Amuro frowned through his eyebrows, not hiding the contemplation in his eyes.

Chen Xing said, "Aren't you a detective? I think you may have some understanding of such a strange case."

"I've heard of it a little." Toru Amuro was a little confused about what he meant.

"Ask casually." Chen Xing said indifferently: "Go and do your business."

Amuro stood up, hesitated for a moment when he left, and returned and said seriously: "If you want to investigate anything, please tell me."

"Hmm?" Chen Xing looked at him inexplicably.

"I'm a detective, and your level of reasoning is really weak." Amuro Toru stretched out his finger, pointed to his eyes, and pointed at his eyes, "But if it was the two of us, it would be a strong alliance."

"A strong team up?"

"My wisdom and your money, boss." At the end, Amuro became inappropriate.

Chen Xing looked at him expressionlessly. This guy said as if he was useless except for money.

Besides, I don't have money at all...

"Come on." Amuro clenched his fist.

"It's inexplicable." Chen Xing ignored him anymore.

Amuro smiled and went to mop the floor with a brisk pace.

It was just a turning expression, but there was no ease at all.

...

Meanwhile, Dr. Agasa's house.

On the computer, there is a photo of a man with a long face wearing glasses, with big eyes looking very energetic.

"Haida Hiroji, 17 years ago, as the four-time champion of chess, he took this title to the United States to participate in the chess competition that he usually likes to play. But the night before the competition, he was attacked and killed by unknown people in the hotel room where he was staying, and his room was overturned quite messy.

He seemed to have resisted at the time of his murder, but the direct cause of death was unknown. On the same day, American bourgeoisie Amanda Hughes, who died in another room in the same hotel, also had the cause of death a mystery.

She is a loyal fan of Hiroshi Haneda. The two had exchanges. After that day, the personal bodyguard brought by Amanda disappeared from now on. Therefore, the police regarded Amanda as Asaka's bodyguard and regarded her as the most important suspect and investigated her whereabouts, but there is still no news about her.

In addition, the real identity of the character named Asaka is full of mystery. It is said that no matter Amanda's family or related persons, they do not know the reason why Amanda hired this person as her bodyguard."

After browsing the information he found on the Internet, Conan looked at the people around him, "Do you know this guy named Asaka?"

"No, I haven't heard of this person." Haibara Ai shook his head, "but the cause of Haneda's death is unknown, and his name appears on the list of people who were forcibly poured into aptx4869. If so, the person named Asaka is highly likely to be a member of the organization."

"But isn't this very strange?" Conan said in confusion: "Hakaji Haneda was killed 17 years ago. Why is his name registered in the second one below me?"

Ai Haibara guessed: "Maybe the people who manage the information are not arranged in the order of killing, but perhaps they are sorted out according to the blood type of the character."

Conan pondered: "And the kind of medicine I was forced to drink was already available 17 years ago, that means..."

Haibara Ai's little face was turned on and listened carefully to him.

"How old are you now?" Conan said with his eyes.

"...It's so rude!" Haibara Ai said speechlessly: "I said it, I'm 18 years old."

Conan smiled and obviously didn't believe it.

Haibara Ai said: "Those medicines were probably made by my parents, because I just collected the remaining information and then remade that medicine."

"Burn the rest?"

"I caught fire at my parents' research institute, and in the end they both died in the fire with the medicine information." When Ai Haibara said that, he could already treat it calmly. "I heard from the people in the organization that it was just an unfortunate accident."

But what they really wanted me to make was another medicine. She thought to herself.

"But why did they have to kill a Japanese chess master?" Dr. Agasa said in confusion.
Chapter completed!