Did you guys conspire together?

Ai Haibara: "..."

You've already asked the question, so how would you answer if you didn't know the reason?

If you still won't tell me after I ask, then what's the point of asking at all?

So why are there so many riddle enthusiasts?

Ai Haibara turned her head away, not wanting to talk to Conan: "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

"No!"

Conan clicked his tongue, feeling that Haibara becoming more and more like Fujino: "It's that silver knife. In Romanized form, it's GIN. If you read it on a liquor bottle, it's GIN sake."

"Gin".

Ai Haibara frowned, then became serious.

Although she felt that Conan was making this connection, she thought that Conan was a bit of a nutcase.

But that's just how detectives are...

So she answered the question from before, "If that's the case, what you just said might be true. The organization has been recruiting all kinds of young talents in the political, economic, chemical, and medical fields. Someone like Hara Yoshiki might be a target."

Conan pressed on, "What about City Councilor Oki?"

"He's not quite qualified..."

Ai Haibara recalled that lewd old face with a hint of disdain, "If he were younger, the organization might consider someone in that position, but at this age, the organization won't recruit someone who has no impact on their operations... In short, the organization will not tolerate any traitors. Whether they want to quit or betray, they will be punished with death."

Professor Agasa couldn't help but ask, "If that's the case, then the culprit is among those people..."

"That's right, which means that there's a high chance that some of them are members of the Black Organization."

Conan for a moment before taking over the conversation, his words tinged with worry, yet also with excitement.

What are you guys saying?

Fujino used his powerful senses to eavesdrop for a while before stepping forward to interrupt.

"There is nothing!"

Conan laughed like a child and said, "We're just trying to figure out who the murderer is."

"The murderer?"

Fujino smiled slightly, "I think I already know who the murderer is."

"Huh? Who is it?"

Conan was taken aback by what he heard and asked Fujino curiously.

"Phew... I'm so sorry."

Before he could finish speaking, Sonoko, wearing a pink dress and a white blazer, came running up from a short distance away, panting, and said, "The driver actually took the day off because he was sick."

"Well, it's just a guess, so I won't say anything for now."

Fujino shook his head, turned around and said, "Now that everyone's here, let's get going!"

Conan: "..."

"How about it?"

Ai Haibara, with her hands behind her back, slowly walked past Conan: "This feeling must be unpleasant, right?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Conan let out a long sigh.

Damn it, I feel like Fujino is getting revenge on me!

Conan thought to himself, and scratched the hair on his head vigorously.

Damn it, it's getting more and more frustrating not knowing who the murderer is!

Mori Kogoro drove, and the group soon arrived at the Tokiwa Twin Towers in Nishitama City.

After handing over the invitation, we took the VIP elevator and quickly arrived at the banquet hall.

Compared to the past few days, today's banquet hall is much more luxurious.

The scene was filled with a large group of socialites dressed in suits and ties, in various styles.

Although they may not be top stars, they are the kind of people you can often see on TV.

As detectives, only Fujino and Mori Kogoro were present at the scene.

Originally intending to befriend celebrities, Mori Kogoro forgot his original plan after seeing the food on the table and headed straight for the high-end cuisine.

"Wow, that sports car is so cool!"

"Of course, this is a Ford Mustang convertible!"

The three members of the Junior Detective League gathered around a red sports car displayed in the exhibition hall, chattering excitedly.

Fujino also stepped forward to examine the sports car, while Ai Haibara followed behind.

Mitsuhiko turned to look at Fujino: "I remember Brother Fujino's car was also a Ford."

"That's right, a 1989 Ford Taurus Shore."

Fujino nodded and looked at Mitsuhiko: "I didn't expect you to know so much about cars."

"Hey-hey!"

Mitsuhiko chuckled awkwardly, like a child. "I only know a little bit, I've only read some magazines."

"But why did they transport this car here?"

At this moment, Genta asked curiously, "And how exactly was a car like this transported up here?"

"It must be using some kind of large freight elevator; these kinds of buildings should all have them."

Fujino pondered for a moment, then continued, "As for why such a car would appear, I think it must be some kind of mini-game..."

"Distinguished guests, I am deeply grateful to have you all attend the opening banquet of our Tokiwa Group's Twin Towers today. As a bit of fun, I would like to invite you to play a little game."

Before Fujino could finish speaking, a female voice came from all around.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw Tokiwa Mio appear on the banquet stage wearing an evening gown with a black top and gold patterns on the bottom, and a light purple long skirt.

"The inspiration for this game comes from my late father's name, Tokiwa Kanesuke. It's the 30th anniversary of our Tokiwa Group, so the game is themed around time, and it's a game of guessing what 30 seconds are."

Tokiwa Mio waved her hand and pointed to the sports car in front of them, continuing, "The guest who guesses right, or is closest to thirty seconds, will receive the Mustang convertible on display."

Ai Haibara: "...?"

She was clearly taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Fujino.

For no apparent reason, why does it feel like there's a conspiracy at play?

I just finished talking about the mini-games and here they are...

"Now, guests participating in the game, please leave your watches with us."

Tokiwa Mio continued, "Afterwards, we will present each of you with a gemstone that matches the value of your watch."

Ai Haibara: "???"

She glanced up at the Rolex on Fujino's hand.

Suddenly, I felt the smell of conspiracy growing stronger.

You two didn't plan this in advance, did you?

"Amazing!"

Ran looked at Sonoko excitedly. "It's a gemstone!"

"Yes."

Sonoko bit her finger, looking somewhat unwilling and deep in thought, "The Tokiwa Group's event this time is quite extravagant..."

Fujino: "..."

Why do you seem a little unconvinced?

They can even fight to the death, no wonder they're all women from the group.

Or are you also thinking of making a quick buck from Tokiwa Group?

Pulling himself back to reality, Fujino didn't quite understand, but he still reminded her, "Sonoko, stop biting your fingers."

"Ah?"

Sonoko was stunned for a moment.

"Your fingers might be poisoned!"

Conan chimed in, reminding us, "The last murder we encountered involved someone who used the habit of biting their nails."

Sonoko was taken aback by what she heard, and immediately withdrew her hand awkwardly.

It looks like it won't bite again.

This avoided a way of being killed by the Rice Flower People.

"Please put your watches in the basket!"

At this moment, Sawaguchi Chinami came up to Fujino and Ran with a basket in her hand and a few small flags in Ran hand.

"I don't need it!"

Conan shook his head, not intending to hand over his watch.

If the Tranquilizer Dart is accidentally fired, that would be a real problem.

"I checked the time first."

Fujino glanced at the time on his wristwatch, then listened to the time on Conan's watch and checked it against his own.

Seeing that the time was accurate, he then handed the watch to Sawaguchi Chinami.

Ai Haibara also took off her watch and joined in the game.

"Ready, game begin!"

A command was given.

The people around were counting silently.

Fujino closed his eyes, listening to the ticking of the clock.

In terms of perception, it's still quite easy for him to hear the ticking of a watch.

In short, it's cheating.

It would be difficult not to win.

When he reached thirty jumps, Fujino raised the flag in his hand.

"Congratulations to the guest who raised the red flag!"

The voice of Tokiwa Mio came from the podium. She looked at Fujino and was stunned for a moment before continuing, "So it's the Great Detective Fujino. Please come up to the stage."

Fujino then went up on stage, and after a few polite words, the two walked off the stage together.

"I never expected that even the prize would be taken by Fujino."

Tokiwa Mio smiled sheepishly, never expecting that Fujino would make her such a big profit. She felt completely ripped off.

"I never expected you to make a game like this; it's a perfect match for your major."

Fujino, hands in his pockets, said, "By the way, just exchange my gemstone for cash... its value is a limited edition Rolex in red and black, ten million yen."

Tokiwa Mio: "..."

I have a feeling that you had this planned.

They even planned this out?