The two of them watched this scene.

Haibara Ai's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Conan showed a somewhat depressed expression.

Didn’t Shirakawa Yu go to buy tickets?

Why did you come back so soon?

There is no eavesdropping or monitor in the car, so the other party cannot notice the movements in the car...

So, is it a coincidence?

Conan sighed.

Fortunately, the car was almost done.

The handrail box for the driver's seat, the small drawer, the trunk of the car...

There is nothing strange about these locations.

Among the personal belongings in Shirakawa Yu's car, there is nothing special about it except for several brand new spare phones.

If the other party really takes the guy, it is likely to be hidden on it.

Thinking of this, Conan wiped his fingerprints as quickly as possible, then pulled Ai Haibara, who was still stunned, and quickly ran outside the car, closed the car door, and left the scene of the crime.

Almost as Shirakawa Yu had just walked to the car door, the two of them hugged and ran into the corner of his visual blind spot, evacuating in a critical moment.

Yu Shirakawa: "…"

He was about to say hello, but when he came over, he found that the two little ghosts had already run away.

Is this hiding from myself?

Yu Shirakawa opened the [Analysis] ability with some wonder and scanned the car.

Although the fingerprints are clean, they are turned over if they are turned over - the traces left by Conan have nowhere to hide in front of [Analysis].

It seemed that the two of them had almost rummaged over the entire area in the car.

After realizing this, Yu Shirakawa couldn't help but wonder.

It can be seen that Conan's reaction today seems to be of some importance...

It was as if I wanted to confirm something urgently from myself.

He frowned and felt something was wrong in his heart.

Could it be that Ai Haibara and Conan colluded with each other, and Conan already knew his identity?

Yu Shirakawa opened the car door, sat in the driving position, and called Ginji.

Although this development is indeed worth celebrating... but if this continues, something unexpected may occur.

This time he came to find Curacao and the eyeliner sent by Rum, and he had a major purpose... but he didn't have time to spend energy to deal with Conan.

...

at the same time.

Conan and Ai Haibara were already away from the business car and took a detour towards the Ferris wheel.

"It seems that he didn't find us."

After he was suspicious and confirmed that Yu Shirakawa had not followed him, Ai Haibara felt relieved from his heart and his face calmed down a little.

Conan folded his hands behind his head: "Don't worry, I wiped all the fingerprints we left when I left, and the items were placed back as they were."

"…So Mr. Shirakawa absolutely can't see it."

Ai Haibara sighed slightly when confronted with Conan's confident expression.

"I hope so."

Looking back now, she felt incredible.

She and a high school detective successfully sneaked into Keshwasser's car, investigated it vigorously and escaped...

In the past, it was a move she could never dare to imagine.

In short, Conan's plan was halfway.

Next, as long as they both return to the Ferris wheel as if nothing had happened, wait for Yu Shirakawa to buy a ticket, and then send the doctor and the Youth Detective Group to the Ferris wheel, then ask each other to visit the museum together...

It's the other half of the plan.

At that time, as long as you can see Keshwasser's hesitation, it means that there is something hidden in the other party that cannot be displayed.

As long as you can confirm this...

That stubborn Shinichi Kudo can finally believe what he said, right?

After reading the order of the entire plan in my mind, Ai Haibara subconsciously looked at Conan.

Then she was surprised to find that the latter turned around at some point and stared at the bench on the side of the road.

Haibara Ai was slightly stunned and slowly followed Conan's gaze.

I saw a young woman with silver hair sitting on the bench by the roadside.

At this time, the woman was looking up at the sky forty-five degrees.

He has a pretty figure and a pretty face, but his face is dirty.

The clothes all over my body were also covered in scars, as if I had just experienced some huge disaster.

Passers-by walked around when they saw it, and everyone looked like they didn't want to be related to it.

They just think that the other person is a frustrated woman in love or workplace, and they will only make things uncomfortable if they rashly talk to each other.

Haibara Ai glanced at him, but didn't want to have anything to do with women.

Especially women have silver hair.

This made her recall something not so beautiful.

So she immediately urged Conan coldly: "What's wrong, Edo Kawakun? There's no time to be a bad person now."

“…”

Ai Haibara's voice made Conan's expression feel a little unhappy.

He admitted that he looked at the silver-haired woman and did have the intention to help the other person.

But more, Conan recalled the absolute memory, and recalled the day Moriya Diji arranged the explosion case, when he met this silver-haired woman at the crime scene.

At that time, the other party was injured, his whole body was wet, covered in scars, and he was in a mess.

And because of his outstanding hair color and pupil color, Conan is still impressed.

So much so that when Conan saw Curacao for the first time, he was stunned.

On the one hand, I was surprised to meet Curacao again.

On the other hand, Conan observed that Curacao's clothes were the same as they were a day ago, and they were completely unchanged.

Moreover, the legs of the trouser are stained with a little weed and dirt... It is very likely that they were spending nights outside and sleeping on the streets.

After speculating these two points, Conan could not sit idly by and walked straight towards Curacao with his occupational illness and empathy.

“…”

Looking at Conan's back as he walked away, Ai Haibara felt helpless and difficult to understand.

Whenever she faces Conan's self-righteous behavior, she will involuntarily fall into strange anxiety and anger.

Maybe the other party is too confident and reckless, and it seems too despicable?

The tentative plan for Keshwasher was clearly unfolding...

If you do this, you have to kindly help strangers... Isn't there another variable?

After hesitating in a dilemma for a few seconds, Haibara gritted his teeth sadly.

After looking at the Ferris wheel, she looked at the direction of Conan and the silver woman... Finally, she sighed and followed Conan.

In Ai Haibara's gaze, Conan had already started talking to the silver-haired woman.

"Are you okay, sister."

"Your face is dirty."

"Sister, the colors of your eyes on both sides are different."

Conan spoke in a childish tone like a real child.

However, in the depths of the woman's eyes, the unconcealed confusion and dullness... he frowned and restrained his childish look a lot.

At this time, Ai Haibara crossed his hands on his chest and interrupted lightly, "Maybe she can't understand Japanese."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Curacao spoke herself and replied in a muffled voice: "I can understand, I can understand."

"..." Conan stared into Curacao's eyes.
To be continued...