At eleven o'clock in the morning, Suzuki's cruise ship.

Under the leadership of the service staff, all the people who took the cruise ship entered the room and packed their luggage.

In a cabin, Xiaolan just packed up things, sitting in conversation with Conan, and by the way, gave Kidd’s pigeons a wounded medicine: “...well, this pigeon is only scratched a little by its wings. As long as you raise it for a few days, you should be able to heal..."

Xiaolan spoke, put the pigeons in a small basket, and then asked Conan Road curiously: "... Conan, is this pigeon really Kidd?"

"Well... it should be!" Conan nodded. "...you see that the feathers of this pigeon are very neat and clean. At first glance, you know that it is domestic. The domestic pigeons are also lost in Kidd. The location of the shooting, in all likelihood, is the pigeon of Kidd..."

"...Yes, Uncle Maori did not say it. The police identified the bullets and the blood stains on the lenses found on the scene. Now it is certain that the blood is the pigeons."

"...so, this pigeon was accidentally hit by a bullet..."

"Is it?" Xiaolan blinked. "...I was accidentally hit by a bullet, and its luck was really bad enough..."

Conan smiled and his face looked strange -

Yes! The luck of this pigeon is really bad. I won’t say it when I was shot and wounded. I was almost taken by Shu Yunwen’s goods.

Um... Speaking of it, last night, how did Shu Yunwen’s guy discover that Kidd was disguised as a policeman to stay on the scene?

Could it be said that he had long suspected that Kidd was staying nearby, deliberately said the phrase "Naked's bird soup", and then observed the reaction of everyone, and finally locked Kidd?

Now think about it, it seems that this is also possible!

Conan was filled with the brain, and suddenly the door knocked, and the sound of the garden came out of the door: "... Xiaolan, Xiaolan, you are not inside? Come open the door!~"

"Oh..." Xiao Lan stunned, got up and opened the door, then asked, "What happened, garden?"

Outside the door, the garden hand pulled out Xiaolan’s arm and said with a smile: “...Mr. Xiang Han was looking for my father, saying that he wanted to say something about the “memory of the egg”, and now he is idle and idle. Let's go and listen to it..."

"...I heard Miss Sang Sang say, the story of 'The Egg of Memories' can be said from the generation of her great-grandfather and great-grandmother, it must be very interesting!~"

“What about the “memory of the egg”?” Xiaolan heard a smile, then squinted and said:

"...well, let's go and listen!~"

......

The morning time is near 11:30.

In the pedestrian street of Osaka’s Tsutenda, Shu Yunwen and Sakamoto are beautiful, and Lori is wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, and they are strolling at random, all of them sweating.

Shu Yunwen took a bottle of water from his carry-on bag and took a sip of it. He wiped his head and wiped the sweat from his hand. He said without a word: "...this is too hot, after ten o'clock, go. It’s hot on the road... um, surely the best place to go in the summer, or the beach...”

"... ah ah! ~ Lying in the trough? What did you do on the gray?"

Shu Yunwen was talking, and suddenly he was stepped on by Loli, and suddenly looked down and looked down at Lolita.

In other words, this loli is knitting again! I didn’t provoke her today!

Next to Shu Yunwen, Loli sorrow looked up indifferently, pointing to a few water points on her sunglasses, and rubbing her face again: "...you lick my face!"

"Hey..." Shu Yunwen looked at Lolita, and then twitched his mouth two times -

Forget it, I am eighteen years old, and I don’t know it with the seven-year-old Lori!

Shu Yunwen licked his mouth, and Sakamoto had smiled and took out his handkerchief. He smiled and said: "... sorry, Xiao Lai, Yun Wenjun, he didn't mean it..."

Lolly took over the handkerchief and thanked the number of beautiful people. The number of beautiful and smiling: "...it is really too hot now, Xiaoye is also sweaty, or we should find a place to take a break..."

Shu Yunwen heard a word, raised his hand and looked at the watch: "Well? It’s 11:30 now, it’s time for lunch... Since we have to rest, do we have to find something to eat at the store?”

"...Is it for lunch?" Several beauty also raised their hands and looked at the watch, then the head twitched slightly. "...but we ate a lot of snacks in the morning, I am not hungry at all... Gray, you Are you hungry?"

"Oh... not hungry." Lori mourned next to her, rubbing her glasses, and Shu Yunwen sighed:

"...not hungry? Actually, I am not very hungry... If so, would you like to take a break at the coffee shop, have a cold drink, and have some cake? How do you see it?"

There were no opinions on Sakamoto’s beauty and Lori, and they nodded together, and then the beauty said: “...there are too many people nearby, we are looking for a place with few people!~”

"Okay! No problem!"

......

11:30 in the morning.

Near the Tongtian Pavilion, in a remote coffee shop.

Lubang III, Feng Buzizi, Diyuan Dasuke, and Ishikawa Miyouweimen sat in the corner. Daisuke Daisuke wore earphones, played with eavesdropping equipment, and listened to the sound from the eavesdropper.

Lubang III leaned on the back of the sofa and put his hands behind his head. He asked Di Yuan Da Jiedao: "Hey, Dasuke, Miss Xia Mei, she hasn't found the 'memory of the egg' yet?"

In other words, he just wanted to hear the joy of Xiang Han Xia Mei’s discovery of the “memories of memories”. As a result, Saskatchewan Amoi has never opened his own bag...

Opposite Lubang III, Diyuan Dajie nodded and immediately replied: "...Yes! From the 20th minute ago, Miss Xia Mei seems to put her bag aside, there is no sound in the bugs... ”

Da Yuan Da Jie was talking, suddenly "Ah," and his face changed: "...Lubang, the situation is not so good! Now the bug can hear the sound, but Miss Xia Mei is with Mr. Suzuki, they are talking. Her great-grandfather, great-grandmother... I said, Lubang, Miss Xia Mei, if she opened her bag now and was seen by others as the 'memory of the egg'..."

Lubang heard the words, suddenly looked blank -

correct! Now in the eyes of those who do not know the truth, the true ‘the egg of memories’ is still in the hands of the spirits.

If Sakae Xiamei opens the bag in front of everyone and is seen as the "memory of the egg", it seems that it is really difficult to explain!

Lubang III forced him for a few seconds, then he scratched his head indefinitely: "...Da Jie, you think too much! Miss Xia Mei did not open the bag for so long, and now it is not necessarily open!"

"Oh...and..." Dimensional Dasuke’s expression is quite complicated, cheering for himself. "...say, even if she opens the bag now, she will not necessarily find the 'memory of the egg'..."

"Yes! That's right!" Lubang III nodded again and again, "...and if she found out that it was the 'memory of the egg', she would definitely pull the bag and not let people see it, right? After all, That 'the egg of memories' her family's heirloom, the market price of 800 million yen!"

When Lubang III came here, he reached out and pressed the checkbook in his pocket, and his face was distressed--

The "memory of the egg", but he bought 800 million yen before he bought it from Shu Yunwen.

With the economic ability of Miss Xia Mei, it is impossible to make 800 million yen.

Now that the 800 million yen "memory of the egg" has inexplicably appeared in her bag, how could she make people see it?

Um... no matter from which aspect, Xia Mei should immediately pull the bag zipper, and then go home and steal music is the most normal reaction!

Lubang thought about this, his face could not help but be nervous -

Miss Xia Mei, don't let me down...