Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 244: Judy's Memories and the Flower Viewing Trap (Part 2)

Judy was the first to react and ask about the explosion: "So, the explosion was caused by you?"

The antique dealer nodded. "Although those bombs were planted by Vermouth, we deliberately made sure that the carriage filled with bombs exploded after it was disconnected from the train, so there were no casualties."

Judy didn't delve into this. She brought her thoughts back to the Black Organization: "If the person with the burn marks on his body is an accomplice of those people, then Shuichi is indeed..."

After some time had passed, Judy was no longer as devastated as before. She quickly cheered herself up: "Well, if that guy with the burn marks on his face dares to come out again, I will definitely arrest him and expose his true identity!"

"I already know who he is and where he is."

"Eh?"

"Because he uses the name Toru Amuro as a cover and now works at the Poirot Cafe under the Mori Detective Agency." Conan used his mobile phone to pull up a photo of Toru Amuro and showed it to Judy.

"Why, why is this?"

"That's why I came to see you, teacher, because I hope the FBI can help investigate. He should have achieved his goal, so why is he still staying in Poirot Cafe?"

The night watchman swallowed the meatball in his mouth and complained, "Maybe he has started to suspect you. After all, it's not common to see a 'primary school student' as smart and suspicious as you."

Conan's eyes flashed: "What's so suspicious about me? It's obviously you who are suspicious. You are so careless in your disguise that the red crystal on your arm is showing!"

Then Conan ran to Hongdie again. He had heard his mother say that Hongdie was a robot before, but now it seems that her disguise was very good and there was no flaw at all.

Next was the postman. If the display on his head was detachable, then the chest... He remembered that there should be a printer embedded in the postman's chest, so he ran over, stood on tiptoe and put his ear against the postman's chest.

postman:?

Wick: Woof woof woof! (What are you going to do?)

The antique dealer quickly picked up Conan and moved him away: "Don't be so outrageous, little guy."

However, Conan finally heard the rustling sound of the printer working on the postman's chest, which confirmed his guess.

Finally, it was the Night Watchman. Conan was also impressed by this young but rather hot-tempered member of the Orientis Organization. Seeing that both Red Butterfly and the Postman had been inspected, the Night Watchman removed one of his gloves to let Conan take a good look at his red crystal arm.

Conan ran over and touched it up and down. The red crystal was very shiny, with a dark red halo flowing inside. It made a very crisp sound when knocked, but the texture felt very solid. Moreover, the crystal felt warm to the touch, which was very good. It should be very good for warming hands...

"Hey, have you touched enough?" The night watchman withdrew his hand a little unhappily and put his gloves back on.

Conan scratched his head and looked at the night watchman's body. "Well, have you grown a little taller? Can studying the Philosopher's Stone make people grow taller?"

Night Watchman:?

"Come to think of it, you usually walk on stilts, don't you want to increase your height so that others won't think you're short?"

Night Watchman: ???

[Night Watchman: I can’t stand it any longer! Damn little devil!]

[Apostle: But according to your real age, Ita, you seem to be younger than him?]

[Philanthropist: Then shouldn't this brat be more tolerant of little Ita? An older brother should always be tolerant of his younger brother.]

[Gardener: Mr. Pearson, I feel like what you said is strange...]

[Doctor: Mainly Little Ita's brothers, and the Nowell family, emmmm, it's hard to describe in a few words.]

[Night Watchman: Sine!]

The next second, a big bump appeared on Conan's head, with smoke coming out: "It hurts so much... Really, how can there be a child with such a bad temper?"

The night watchman angrily shot back, "Are you some kind of mature adult? You're a narcissistic, reasoning-obsessed, one-foot-tall brat!"

Conan's eyes widened in disbelief. "At least I'm taller than a foot, right?"

The antique dealer held his forehead with his hand helplessly: "Little Ita, one foot seems to be only about 30 centimeters..."

"I don't care, I don't care, he's just a little brat with a big nose!"

Conan just showed his half-moon eyes and looked at the rogue night watchman.

Judy looked at Conan, who had received a slap on the wrist after interacting with Oritis and the others. She had originally wanted to speak up for Conan, but seeing Conan muttering to himself, the usually cool kid suddenly looking frustrated was really funny. So Judy was now trying hard to suppress a smile as she watched Conan rubbing the bump on his head.

"Crackling, crackling," the night watchman gritted his teeth at this time, but was held back by Red Butterfly and the antique dealer beside him. He could not attack and could only stay where he was and rage.

The postman looked at the sulking night watchman helplessly, and took out dog biscuits from his waist bag to feed Wick. Wick took the dog biscuits and walked forward in small steps, stopping in front of a person very close to them.

The masked man approached Teacher Judy and said, "Huh? If I remember correctly, you're the foreign woman who was held hostage with me during the bank robbery, right?"

The man pulled down his mask and continued, "To be honest, I was standing diagonally behind you at that time. The woman who sealed your mouth and eyes with tape was my wife. Do you remember?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the night watchman immediately looked at this person.

[Night Watchman: If I remember correctly, those who were asked to tape were those who were not present with their companions.]

[Antique dealer: That’s right, so this is Toru Amuro in disguise.]

[Red Butterfly: Why is he so persistent? Not only does he work everywhere, but he also changes his appearance everywhere?]

[Postman: Looks like there's a new situation. Let's find a reason to slip away.]

In disguise, Toru Amuro saw the gaze of the night watchman, and he was a little surprised to see the young man who appeared in the bank incident here.

At that time, he searched a lot of information but could not find any information about this agile young man. Later, he recognized "Helios" who was obsessed with refining the philosopher's stone in the Azoth Library.

It seems that this young detective named Conan is indeed not a simple person. Not only does he know the FBI agents, but he also has connections with those people in the Oritis organization?

Toru Amuro thought seriously. He recognized Red Butterfly, Night Watchman and Postman. He had seen the last one in the information on the dark web. He was an excellent killer and was also a member of the Oritis organization.

In order to find a chance to leave, the night watchman took Hongdie's hand and said, "Sister Michiko, we've finished eating the dumplings. I want to eat the oden over there."

"Okay, then we'll leave first." After saying that, Hongdie took a few people and left the scene.

Amuro Toru watched the people leave and asked, "Are those your acquaintances?"

Although Conan didn't realize that the person in front of him was Toru Amuro in disguise, he still covered up as usual: "That's the famous star Miss Michiko. She came here with her friends to enjoy the flowers today in disguise. Uncle, please don't tell this secret to anyone."

Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any further questions.