Conan's Questions!

Chen smiled, then said, "It's only a suggestion. The choice is yours! If you think old Curator Ochiai is pitiful, then help him destroy the evidence! If you think the old man deserves what he gets, then leave it alone."

Ran Mouri wrestled with herself for a moment, then her gaze turned resolute.

"Chen, even though I know this is wrong, I want to help Curator Ochiai. He's already so old—I don't want him to spend his final years in prison."

"Fine. Since that's what you want, I'll help destroy the evidence."

"Don't you feel bad about it, Chen?" Ran Mouri asked uneasily.

"If you feel bad about it, then don't help. Just follow your heart," Chen said softly.

"Isn't that too selfish?" Ran Mouri said in a low voice.

"But I'll be selfish just this once. Please, Chen." Ran Mouri looked at him.

Chen nodded. For him, helping Curator Ochiai destroy the evidence was ridiculously easy.

"Chen, if you destroy the evidence, you won't get caught, right? What if you get dragged into this?" Ran Mouri suddenly thought of something and asked him.

If they were caught helping destroy the evidence, Chen could also be charged with aiding and abetting.

"This little matter is easy for me. Don't worry." Wuyou reached out and rubbed Ran Mouri's soft hair.

They entered the Hell Exhibition Room. Inspector Megure and the others were currently reviewing the room's surveillance footage.

Chen ignored them and walked over to the victim, Manaka, the museum owner.

"Inspector Megure, I found a crumpled piece of paper here. I wonder if you'd be interested in taking a look." An inscrutable smile hung on Chen's face.

Hearing that, Inspector Megure and the others hurried over.

"It looks like the victim is holding a note in his hand!"

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