Chapter 222 When Ms. Shiho drives a sports car with one hand...
That’s right, to deal with Gin, of course we have to use Gin’s treasure - Shuichi Akai.
However, this time it was obviously not as easy as last time.
One reason is that there is not enough time, and the other is that there is no good reason. I can't say that I saw a Porsche 356A in a villa like last time, right?
It's okay if it happens once, but if you use the same method again, Shuichi Akai will be suspicious.
Seeing that Yuya hadn't said anything, Conan couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"
Yuya came back to his senses and said casually: "Nothing, I was wondering what the last few English sentences in the diary meant."
Conan stared at the screen and said slowly: "We are God and the devil. We want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life..."
He couldn't help but look at Miyano Shiho: "Could it be that you are referring to the medicine you developed?" He himself became smaller after taking this medicine. Isn't this reversing the flow of time?
Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know, but it shouldn't be. I was researching poison at the time, and your shrinking is just a rare case..."
"Humans cannot defy the flow of time. If you insist on distorting time, you will be punished."
"Miyano..." Conan looked at Miyano Shiho blankly.
Miyano Shiho looked calm, glanced at Yuya, and said slowly: "However, I have a guess about the woman in Itakura Taku's diary..."
Yuya's heart moved, and he quickly asked: "Do you know who it is?"
Miyano Shiho said uncertainly: "There are many female members in the organization, but Itakura Taku mentioned that the other party is 'as high and mighty as a queen', which made me think of someone involuntarily."
"Who?"
"Belmod."
"Vermouth?!" Conan's eyes widened, "Why have I never heard you mention it?"
Miyano Shiho said calmly, "This woman is also a very mysterious person in the organization. She is very good at disguise and voice changing. She is responsible for collecting various intelligence... I don't have much contact with her, but her hair is golden."
"The art of disguise and voice changing..." Conan pondered for a few seconds and couldn't help but look at Yuya. His childhood friend also possessed the same ability.
Yuya shrugged and said, "Yes, I can do it, but you should know that I learned it from Aunt Yukiko."
After exchanging for the relevant abilities, in order to avoid suspicion, he specially sought out Kudo Yukiko to learn from her, so even if Conan really went to his mother to ask about this matter, he would not panic.
Conan nodded without saying anything more. He just heard about the disguise technique and voice changing technique and took a look subconsciously.
He thought about it for a while and couldn't help but doubt: "Blond hair means she's a foreigner. Yuya, do you think Teacher Judy... could it be Vermouth?"
Before Yuya could answer, Miyano Shiho spoke first: "She doesn't have the aura of the Organization."
Before Tomoaki Shinide returned to school to work, Judy had already come to Teitan High School to teach English. Miyano Shiho had naturally come into contact with her, so it was not like in the original work, where she clearly sensed the presence of Vermouth pretending to be Tomoaki Shinide, but mistakenly thought that Judy was a member of the organization.
"The breath of an organization?" Conan was stunned. What does this mean?
Yuya shrugged and said, "Shiho has a very magical ability. As long as they are members of the organization, she can sense a special aura from them."
Conan couldn't help but remain silent. This doesn't sound scientific at all? You don't believe it, do you?
Yuya looked at Conan and knew that he didn't believe it, so he said: "Of course, this can only be used as a reference. It is certain that there is something wrong with Teacher Judy's identity."
Conan frowned slightly, thinking of Akai Shuichi whom he met today, he suddenly said: "So, do you think that Judy teacher could be from the FBI?"
"FBI?" Youye widened his eyes in surprise. How did you know?
Conan nodded and told him about his meeting with Shuichi Akai today and what Maori Ran said about him having worked with the FBI.
Youye was silent. It was such a coincidence.
He knew that Ran Mouri had met Shuichi Akai before, but he didn't expect it to happen today. He was not a god, so it was impossible for him to take care of everything.
As long as nothing major goes wrong, that's fine.
Conan continued: "Since Miyano said that she doesn't have the aura of an organization, assuming that this ability is true... Teacher Judy is very suspicious, but if we think of her identity as the FBI, doesn't it all make sense?"
Miyano Shiho said that the organization is very powerful and has branches overseas.
Then it seems not impossible that the FBI noticed the existence of the organization and came to Neon to investigate.
People from the organization were monitoring and investigating them, and the FBI was investigating the organization, so it was only natural that they noticed them.
Youye was silent. He didn't expect that Conan could guess the correct answer after all his random analysis.
"No," Conan suddenly denied his guess, "Since the organization has people lurking in various fields, then there may be people in the FBI. We can't jump to conclusions."
Yuya opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Forget it, let's not talk about these for now. The most important thing for us now is to rush to Itakura Taku's villa." Conan looked at the time, "There are only two and a half hours left until 12 o'clock. We have to hurry."
Conan looked at Yuya.
You was also stunned: "Look at what I am doing."
"Dr. Agasa is not at home, so we can only rely on you," Conan lowered his eyes, "Has the sports car from Tokiwa Group been delivered? I saw it in your yard."
Youye was speechless: "So you've been eyeing me since early morning?"
Conan chuckled: "After all, you are my brother!"
"You have to pay more!"
"Get lost! If you mention that again, I'll be angry with you!"
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The red sports car was driving on the road with its roof raised because of the cold and snowy weather.
Miyano Shiho was driving, Yuya was sitting in the passenger seat, and Conan was left in the back seat.
Yuya glanced at Miyano Shiho, then looked at his own thighs, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?" Noticing that Yuya was acting strangely, Miyano Shiho couldn't help but ask.
"Well...have you heard a saying?" Youye said.
Miyano Shiho asked in confusion: "What?"
"Driving a sports car with one hand."
"One-handed?" A huge question mark popped up above Miyano Shiho's head. "This is very dangerous. We must obey traffic rules."
Youya was silent for a moment: "No, this is just a joke."
"what?"
The word "梗" did not appear now, and Miyano Shiho did not understand it.
Youye said quietly, "Think about it, if you drive a sports car with one hand, what will your other hand do?"
"Uh, take the cell phone?" Miyano Shiho thought for a moment and said.
"No," Yuya shook his head, "this sentence is usually said by men."
Miyano Shiho looked at the road seriously. It was snowing at night so she had to be careful. She quickly tilted her head and threw a question mark over.
"Think about it." Yuya gestured with his hands, "If a man drives a sports car, he must be very rich, right? Then there will be a woman sitting in the passenger seat, right?"
"So, if he opens it with one hand, the other hand..."
Miyano Shiho narrowed her eyes, and she suddenly understood what Yuya meant.
"Oh, I see. Then you drive it?" Miyano Shiho glanced at him indifferently.
"Is it okay?" Yuya's eyes lit up.
"Hmm?" Miyano Shiho stretched out her voice, the threat in it was self-evident.
"It's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." Youye lowered his head regretfully.
Miyano Shiho secretly glanced at Yuya and said slowly: "Well, what you said makes sense..."
"Ah?" Youye raised his head in surprise.
Miyano Shiho's mouth corners slightly raised with a hint of complacency, and suddenly she became sinister.
She held the steering wheel with her right hand and reached towards Yuya's thigh with her left hand.
"Hey, man, did you forget who's driving?"
Conan in the back seat widened his eyes: Is this something he can see without paying?