"Buy me one too~Qiuli paste!"

Minase Yangmeng continued to scream in his ears, making Qin Zhibo a little irritable.

You are a ghost! You have no use for this thing.

And why do you want such a child’s thing!

But in full view of the public, Qin Zhibo couldn't reason with Minase Youmeng, so he could only shamelessly ask the shop owner to buy a pendant of the same white lion Leon.

"Uncle Qin, you also think this lion is cute, right?" Bumi came over and asked.

"...Ah, yes..."

Conan was surprised when he saw that Qin Zhibo at the counter actually favored such children's gadgets.

Haibara Ai walked up to Conan, with a mysterious smile on her face, and joked: "Are you thinking that even he would be interested in this kind of thing?"

"Let me tell you, he is not like you. He only reads bloody detective mystery novels every day. This should be what makes him better than you..."

"I want your dick~"

Conan replied feebly, but when Haiyuan Ai said this, he felt a little eager to give it a try.

Speaking of which, Qin Zhibo does seem to have a penchant for collecting small items, such as the secret badge in his wallet, the handkerchief he lent him, the 100 yen coin he lost to him, and the metal disc he gave to Mao Lilan before.

Could this be the secret to becoming a famous detective like him?

On Qin Zhibo's side, when he was taking out his wallet and preparing to pay, a sight from behind suddenly stimulated Qin Zhibo's sixth sense.

As a former FBI, I have a strong sense of what is happening behind my back. This ability is really metaphysical. It sounds a little bit suspicious, but it usually works.

Qin Zhibo calmly picked up the small peripheral mirror sold on the counter and pretended to check the products, but in fact he used the mirror to look behind him.

The hall behind was crowded, but at the corner of the corridor, Qin Zhibo found that the scar-faced man who had just performed a knife-throwing performance was wearing large sunglasses and observing him secretly.

When he noticed Qin Zhibo picking up the mirror, the scar-faced man turned around and left quietly.

Qin Zhibo put down the mirror, feeling a little confused.

Do they already know that I was sent by the Nine Angels organization to monitor them?

Qin Zhibo did not forget his mission this time and went to watch the show with Conan. He also felt that if Conan could trigger the case, he would be able to meet the legendary "Randy Hawke" openly.

But I didn't expect that Conan was more "conscience" this time and didn't commit any more murderous crimes.

For now, I can only pretend to be an ordinary audience member and leave the theater, and then find other opportunities to get closer.

...

After walking out of the theater door, in order to save magic power, Qin Zhibo quietly put Minase Youmeng back into the glass bottle.

But as soon as they reached the open space outside, the commotion of the crowd attracted the attention of the young detective team.

A group of reporters-like people surrounded an older, middle-aged foreigner, asking endless questions.

"Mr. Hawke, how long do you plan to stay in Japan this time?"

"Mr. Hawke, I heard that you donated half of your circus income to the zoo. Is this true?"

"Mr. Hawke..."

Yuantai asked puzzledly what the identity of this person was, and Dr. Ali also patiently explained.

"Oh, he is the funder of this circus, Mr. Randy Hawke."

"He is from Oklahoma in the southern United States. He made a lot of money after drilling for oil. Collecting animals was originally just a hobby for him, but gradually more and more animals became available, and he toured around the world, using animals for performances.

Stunts to please everyone."

"His photo is on the last page of the circus' brochure."

Ayumi took out the manual that Dr. Agasa got from her "friend", and sure enough, the last page contained Randy Hawke's life story.

However, this is very different from the information Qin Zhibo received from the Nine Angels Organization. It said that he established the circus because his two children also liked animals, but in fact, his children had died long ago.

"I heard that Randy Hawke's ancestors were cowboys. He doesn't need to bring bodyguards with him wherever he goes. There's nothing he can do about being surrounded by reporters..." Dr. A Li complained indifferently.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhibo, who was staring at "Mr. Hawke" in the crowd, spoke.
Chapter completed!