Saturday, July 5th, Trojan.

As the three tenants gathered, Haibara felt a sense of pressure for some reason, with chill and murderous aura.

It is the organization, the organization's people are nearby.

Haibara's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but grab Conan's shoulders, hid behind Conan, and tried to hide her figure.

Conan, who was thinking about who is the yellow man, saw Haibara wrong, turned around and asked, "Haibara?"

Although it was close, Haibara didn't hear it at all, and her mind was full of organization.

Why did the members of the organization appear here? Did they come to catch them? Or did they pass by by chance? Or did Belmode decide to take action?

What to do? Do you want to escape? If you don’t escape quickly, everyone will...

"Haihara!" Conan grabbed Haihara's shoulder and shouted face to face, which made Haihara wake up.

Haibara was about to say we could run away quickly, but the pressure was gone.

Conan frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing?" Haibara looked around and thought to himself. Is it an illusion? Or is it a restrained breath?

Conan waved back to Haibara's attention and asked, "What the hell is going on? Are you afraid of your expression just now?"

"It's nothing to say." Haibara left Conan.

Conan was speechless and simply stopped paying attention. "Captain Bow Police Department, can you ask, what are the professions of these two people? And why weren't they here last night?"

The police officer waved his hand and told Conan to wait.

"Three, I have this in my hand. This is written by the diary written by the child of the owner of the house, Mr. Sugiura. It is clearly recorded on it. Someone had an argument with his father last night."

"It's just a pity that he used the code name of a yellow person, and he hasn't woken up in the hospital yet. I don't know who this person is yet."

"However, he used three colors as a synonym for you three, the other two were red and white. That is to say, as long as you know what the people of these three colors did, you will know who is who."

"Next, I will read Sugiura Kairen's diary again. I hope that before I finish reading, someone can stand up, otherwise you will be the one who stands up after I finish reading."

The police officer of the Bowman began to read the diary, and Subaru Okayama smiled and did not speak, while Conan simply stared at the three tenants.

Mitsuhiko, Akimi and Tomita were discussing who was the murderer.

"The guests in this apartment have all replaced them with colors. Judging from the content, the residents of people called yellow colors should be prisoners."

"Even so, we don't know who the yellow color is among them."

"No one of the three wore yellow clothes."

"By the way," Azumi smiled, "red, white, yellow, like flowers,"

Yuan Tai suddenly smiled and said, "Well, if there are black people."

Mitsuhiko asked casually: "Black man?"

Yuan Tai smiled proudly and said, "Look at that dark person, he is the one with a band sticker on his face."

Azumi said, "If it's about skin color, the big guy wearing glasses is a white person."

Mitsuhiko raised her triangle eyes, "Please, the popular guy can't be a red-skinned person, right? It's not a cartoon."

Yuan Tai and Azumi looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Mitsuhiko said, "We need to investigate further. It would be great if we know their names and occupations. Maybe there is something related to color."

"Now."

"ah?"

Mitsuhiko was startled by Haibara who suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

"Do you a favor, can you do me?" Haibara did not look at Mitsuhiko, and looked over his shoulder at Okayama Subaru and the other two.

"Okay, what's the help?" Mitsuhiko responded.

"You just retreat like this..." Haibara put a hand on Mitsuhiko's shoulder and pushed Mitsuhiko back slowly.

"That's all?" Mitsuhiko turned around in confusion, "Go back, is there anything behind?"

Haibara raised his hand and straightened Mitsuhiko's head, "Don't look anywhere else, just look at me in your eyes, can you do it?"

"Yes..." Mitsuhiko blushed, his heart had completely floated up because of Haibara's ambiguous actions.

Yuanta and Arimi noticed the strange actions of Mitsuhiko and Haibara, and they didn't understand why, and they didn't bother for a while.

Haibara didn't notice that her mind was full of organizational problems.

It must be here, it must be here, the one who brought me a sense of oppression just now must be the guy from the organization, he must still be here, and must find out who he is as soon as possible. If you don’t think of a solution quickly, you may implicate these children...

"Haihara, it hurts so much." Mitsuhiko frowned and was hurt by Haihara.

Mitsuhiko was distracted and did not pay attention to her feet. With Haibara's push, she fell to the ground and was pushed down by Haibara.

"Ah," Haibara woke up and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, it's okay." He said and went to help Hikari.

Yuanta and Arimi came to help immediately and helped Mitsuhiko up.

"It's okay, it's just that my elbow is a little bit broken." Mitsuhiko grinned and smiled, looking at the scratch on her elbow, it felt painful.

"It's a band-aid for you." A hand full of band-aids reached over and handed over a band-aid.

It was the dark-skinned young man who squatted next to Mitsuhiko, which scared Haibara.

Mitsuhiko was very grateful, "Thank you, can I really use it?"

The dark-skinned young man smiled and said, "Don't care, my boss said I was always hurt, so let me carry it with me."

Yuan Tai asked: "With band stickers, what do you do with them? Why do you have so many band stickers on your hands?"

Azumi asked, "There is also the same on her face. Could it be that she is fighting with someone, right?"

"I am Ryuhei Hoshii, a carpenter, or a novice. It's common to be injured." Ryuhei Hoshii touched the wound on his face and complained to himself, "It's a blessing to see that the wood was accidentally hit on his face while working. It was not hitting his eyes."

Ayumi worried, "It feels so dangerous."

The police chief Gong stopped reciting his diary with some dissatisfaction, "Well, Mr. Ryuhei, Horii..."

"Oh, I'm listening," said the dark-skinned Ryuhei, Ryuhei, stood up and spread his hands. "Although I don't know why, I should be that white man. When Sugiura Kaito fell yesterday, I happened to meet him."

"Really?" Chief Gong's police department was very suspicious.

"Is it necessary to lie?" asked the dark-skinned Ryukai Horii.

Conan's heart moved, "Hey, have you also opened a band-and-mouth for Sugiura, just like now?"

"Yes." Dark-skinned young man Horii Ryuhei said in surprise, "Is there any problem?"

"So that's it." Conan laughed.

Azumi said happily: "Ah? Conan, do you already know who the murderer is?"

Yuan Tai couldn't wait to ask, "Tell me quickly, who is it?"

Conan smiled and said, "No, I just know why Mr. Ryuhei is a white man."

Chief Bow Police Department asked, "Why?"

Conan asked the teenage detective group: "If you were to say a white vehicle, what would you think of?"

“Van.”

“Refrigerated truck.”

"truck."

"Well……"

"You mean an ambulance."

The answers of the three Munta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi made Conan a little collapse, but fortunately Haibara completed the rescue.

The police officer of the Gong-Chief frowned and said, "You mean, because Mr. Hoshii was carrying a band-tip, Sugiura Kaito gave him the nickname "white."

"That's right." Conan smiled.

The police officer of the Bow looked at the remaining two people, "Mr. Ryuhei, a carpenter, is a white man, so you two, university graduate student, Mr. Okiya Subaru, and freelancer, Mr. Mabi Yinya, who are you popular and who are yellow?"

Subaru Okayama smiled and signaled to look at Mabi Yinya, "The landlord doesn't seem to care much about the plants in this yard since I came, and it has been watered every day."

Mitsuhiko shouted excitedly, "Ah, I get it."

Yuan Tai didn't understand, "What does he mean?"

Haibara asked angrily: "What can you think of the watering car?"

"Fire truck!" Asahi raised her hand.

"I've answered correctly." Conan looked at the fat man's true moan with a smile, and he could clearly see that he was sweating profusely.

Although it is summer now, it is not enough to make people sweat so much. The only explanation is guilt.

Of course, the police chief Gong also noticed that he stood in front of Fatty Zhenbi Yinya and asked face to face: "Do you have anything you want to tell me?"

"I..." Fatty man was trembling and couldn't speak.
To be continued...