Novel & Cerita Ayumi Detective Conan

After getting back home, Ayame takes a quick shower and goes upstairs and locks herself in. Her room was messy and nothing like before. Books and clothes were scattered around the room. Without stepping on the dump, she takes a seat on her table and opens her new pc. “Now then… Waiting has got me nowhere. How about this group then.” She says as she types into the search box, ‘Yokai talk’ and opens a video in which 2 men appear who resembled Seirei and Yasuhiro.

I wiped my tears of joy; “it’s koukousei tantei.” “Yeah, fine, okay,” Marcella held her hands up in time with the roll of her eyes; “I’m joining because of Kudo Shinichi!” Then, she pointed her finger at the Detective. “Shinjitsu w* Itsumo Hitotsu!” My brows rose upon watching and hearing her imitation of the anime character’s catchphrase. So, I noted, “Detective, she has a better Japanese accent than you.” She huffed. “Well, apologies to the both of you. I have only watched the English adaptation of that show. I haven’t even met my parents’ inspiration for my name yet.”

Anita said. ...... "Amara! Amara! Wait!" Conan called out as he went after Amara.. He ran over to her and grabbed her hand. Then he pulled her back to face him. "What exactly are you trying to do Sir Conan?! Do you want to get me in trouble? Is that why you're doing this?" Amara asked. Tears were already starting to gather in her eyes. Conan shook his head. "No, I don't want to get you in trouble. I really don't!" He said.

I answered lazily. “Fine, we’re going now,” Jaycel muttered and rolled her eyes before standing up. The other three also bid goodbye to me before going. Once they were already gone, I just sighed and calmed myself before gathering all the utensils we used for eating earlier. I wipe the table and fix the chairs before washing the dishes. After I did that, I immediately exited the kitchen only to see the three of them watching Detective Conan silently. No one is talking between them, and it seems that they are all focusing on the case that Conan was about to solve.

“Don't worry, we are currently on it, he should be arrested before the end of tomorrow. Detective Conan reassured. “Max Sanders will not go scot-free. Not on my watch at least.” “Very well then. I will take your word for it.” Detective Conan stood up. “Alright, I have to be on my way now. I will inform you about any latest development.” “I will be expecting it,” I said, as we shook hands. “Thanks for your service.” Moments after the detective left, my phone vibrated with a call from Liam which I answered. “Hey, brother,” He uttered, and I scoffed. “How's it going?” “Good,” I replied, deciding to ignore everything that was related to Max Sanders and his barbaric acts. “You? How's work?”

I sighed in delight when my ears found peace. "What's up babe? You haven't called since Sheldon di- I mean..." "It's okay Emily you can say it. It's okay" I chuckled. "You sure?" "Yep but that's not what I called about... There's um-there's this guy" I pulled the phone away just in time for her squeal. Even at twenty-two years old she still had a fifteen year old scream. I rolled my eyes at her excitement. "Relax I only just met him. He's the detective for Sheldon's case "

NATHANIEL STORM “Based on the images you received, it is clear that Miss Amaya was murdered and then moved to her apartment, where we found her,” Detective Dave explained. I nodded while pinching my thigh to help me focus. My mind was still in a struggling space, and I would have gone home straight from the hospital if I had not gotten a call from the detective asking to come down to give my statement.

ARIA I reached the umbrella shade near the police station. After waiting for a while, Amaya appears. Surprisingly, she's not in her uniform tonight. Instead, she's wearing casuals. “Hello.” She steps into the shade. “What did you find out?” Her fingers slide into the pocket of her brown trousers and take out a golden button with an owl face carved on it. “I found this button at the crime scene.” She whispers, giving it to me. “This button…” My brows furrow.

“Continue.” “Akane Shin, female, 24 years old. She works as an assistant to the celebrity Lianna Johnson-Smith. Detective Uy already coordinated with her family, friends, and employers. They confirmed that the victim disappeared at 4 in the afternoon. She was last seen on the set of the movie by the actress she is working for. When the victim was found, she had no clothes on or accessories. She was clean–well except for the physical traumas found on her body. But other than that, she was clean when we first inspected her. As per Detective Uy, the victim has a branding under her navel, which we found familiar. Detective Uy, who was working on the first case, deduced that this is a serial case

So he just moved his eyeballs and looked at me across the table and kissed Amaya's cheek which woke her up. "Conan? Oh, were you invited too? I'm sorry about this call time Max gave us." Amaya immediately sat properly and yawned comfortably in front of Conan's face. Like she doesn't care about it. It seems odd to me because she doesn't act like that around me. She's very cautious. "Ugh, Why do you keep doing that to me, Amaya." Conan disgustedly moved back from Amaya and talked to her while standing properly this time.