After listening to Conan's explanation, Haibara Ai said, "So the broken little wine glass fell on the solidified blood stains, so it did not get any blood."

"What a very interesting reasoning." Ru Yuefengshui raised her eyelids and was very calm, "But your reasoning..."

"Of course there is evidence." Conan said: "Chen Xing, Mr. Ruyue should still be using that crutch, right?"

Chen Xing nodded and said, "I think there should be the necklace that Miss Mio wore at the beginning."

"How do you know?" Conan said in surprise.

"Voice." Chen Xing said: "Before and after Miss Mio's death, the sound of the crutches he supported was different."

"The observation is very sharp." Conan praised.

Opposite, Ru Yuefengshui lowered his head and smiled, unscrewed the faucet of the crutch, poured it down, and the pearl necklace was scattered on the ground.

"I think the motive for murder may be because of this twin tower skyscraper." Conan said: "The paintings of Mount Fuji you painted suddenly became the same angle and composition in the middle of the journey. That's because of the paintings in the same place."

"That was a small hill I found at the end of Sitama City. I have been painting on that hill for decades. Later, as I got older, it became more and more difficult to climb the mountain. So I bought the hill three years ago, built a house, and built my studio in the best view." Ruyuefengshui missed: "From that window, you can see the full picture of Mount Fuji at a glance."

"But all this was destroyed by this woman!"

After saying that, he poured the ink on the table on the mop and wiped it hard on the painting behind him. The entire Mount Fuji was immediately cut into two and half.

Seeing this, Haibara Ai suddenly realized, "So that's it. The small wine glass that broke into two halves represents..."

"Mount Fuji is divided into two by skyscrapers." Chen Xing said softly.

"Yes, as for the small wine glass at the scene of Miss Mio's crime, it was because the body she hung up had already divided Mount Fuji into two halves," Conan said.

Ru Yuefengshui closed her eyes, then took out a small bottle from her arms, and said relievedly: "Since you discovered all this, there is no need for me to argue again."

On the other side of the armband, Conan said keenly: "Does he want to do something?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xing threw the armband in his hand over, knocked off the thing in Ruyuefengshui's hand, and then jumped up and knocked the person out cleanly with a knife.

Conan downstairs covered his ears that were stinging with a sudden sharp sound.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I just fainted." Chen Xing picked up his armband and picked up Ruyuefengshui by the way.

Haibara Ai walked over, "One more thing."

"You want to ask the murderer who killed Mr. Yuan?" Conan said in a narrow voice: "This is just my guess. At that time, he was holding a silver knife, and the word "silver" was written in Roman pinyin, which was exactly "GIN".

Haibara Ai's eyes moved.

"You should have a wine rack around you now," Conan said. "If you turn GIN into the name of wine, the pronunciation will change, right?"

Haibara Ai used the flashlight on his watch to illuminate a wine rack, with various wine labels on it eye-catching.

"Gin." She whispered.

"Yes, I think Mr. Yuan was being pointed at by Ginjiu with a gun, so he picked up the knife on the table." Conan speculated: "Ginjiu probably thought the other party wanted to fight with a knife, but he didn't realize that it was the signal he left behind."

"Mr. Hara is in the same group as them." Haibara Ai said thoughtfully.

"Maybe he had hacked into their computers and stole secret information, so they removed Mr. Yuan, removed his computer, and finally blow up the main computer of Changpan Group that might be used to transmit data."

"So that's the case." Haibara Ai nodded, still having a last bit of doubt, "But what does that bottle of cognac mean?"

"What?" Conan asked.

"It's the bottle of wine on Mr. Yuan's table."

"It's Cognac, is there any problem?" Conan said, suddenly stunned, "Can you say..."

"Yes, there is such a person in the organization." Haibara Ai said lightly.

Chen Xing beside her saw her clenched hands and the hatred in her eyes, and immediately looked away.

"Have you seen him?" Conan asked.

"No." There was obvious regret in Ai Haibara's tone, "If anyone I want to see most in that organization must be him!"

When Conan heard this, he puzzled: "Why?"

"My sister was killed by him." Although Haibara Ai tried hard to keep calm, his voice still trembled a little.

Conan was stunned and subconsciously said, "It's not gin or vodka..."

"The real person who shot was Cognac." Haibara Ai took a breath, "This was Gin's confession. He would not lie in such matters."

Conan couldn't help but remain silent.

Chen Xing sat on the chair at some point, lowering his head slightly, and his eyes fell to his thin shadow cast by Ai Haibara.

He had already hidden that thing in his heart, never thought about it, and even used his current life to deceive himself, nothing had happened.

But now she mentioned it.

It was like using a knife to cut open the blood again.

"Okay, you guys hurry up and go to the top of the building." Conan said.

Haibara Ai hung up the communication and turned around to greet Chen Xing when he left, he saw a little trance.

Hair and shadows covered his eyes, and he sat in that place beyond the reach of light. As the light of the flashlight on the table gradually weakened, he seemed to slowly merge into the darkness.

"Oh." Haibara Ai called him and shook his chin with the small flashlight on the detective's watch.

The flashlight on the table was out of power and the light disappeared, but although the light of the small flashlight was weak, it stubbornly floated in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Ai Haibara.

Chen Xing raised his head and pulled out a smile, "Nothing."

"You have something to do." Haibara Ai was inexplicably convinced and looked at him, "Can't you let me know?"

Chen Xing's chest was empty, but he immediately saw somewhere behind her and his eyes suddenly paused.

Haibara Ai turned around in confusion, and his face changed after seeing it clearly.

After the famous wine placed on the wine rack, there was a faint red light, which was a time bomb.

...

The roar of helicopters came from the night sky, gradually approaching the roof of the skyscraper. At the same time, on an empty road outside the building, the dark Porsche was quietly docked on the side of the road, and the people in the driver's seat bounced the ashes in the flash of their fingers.

Vodka leaned against the car door and smiled cruelly and pressed the detonator in his hand.

From a distance, there was a loud bang, and the roof of the skyscraper exploded, and the fire spread in the blink of an eye.

"In a short period of time, the helicopter probably couldn't get close, so they could only wait for the fire to go out." Vodka Cool said.

Gin bit the cigarette mouth and raised her hand to look at the time.

Since she is sure that she has not left Building A, no matter whether she has come tonight or not, all the people who are still in that building will be buried for this.

"But brother, when I was in Building B, I didn't see that kid coming." Vodka suddenly said, "If he was also bombed, would that woman be unhappy?"

When Gin heard this, her eyes darkened, "There are not many things that make her happy."

Vodka smiled, "Yes, who made him willing to come? A playboy like him who only knows how to coax women..."

"Time is coming." Gin said lightly.

Vodka consciously silenced.
Chapter completed!