Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 37 Mahjong Team Event [[-]]

In the hotel, exactly eleven o'clock in the evening:

Seeing that Wu Xiaozhi and Xiao Lan were already asleep, Conan groped quietly from the floor, and then he found that the window was locked.

Conan reported to the drama department.

Again…

The window was open, and through the window, Conan climbed into the next room very smoothly.

Beifeng was sitting on a chair, looking up at him with a dull expression.

So much so that Conan, who has victimization paranoia, always feels that he will take out a murder weapon from behind and snap Conan off.

"Hey, Beifeng, you bastard, why aren't you asleep?" He asked boldly, and then said to himself, "I just guessed that you weren't asleep."

Beifeng glanced at him, and found that there was a small hairpin clipped on Conan's hair. He took out his hand and gave Conan a forehead.

"Can't sleep." Beifeng looked at the three or four little black Reapers squatting in the corner with their heads in their arms, and the uncle who was snoring loudly on the big bed, and finally touched the head of the Reaper elementary school student: "Tomorrow Go back early."

The four low-level gods of death next to him were moved to tears, and finally they were about to leave. The elementary school student with the halo of red and green gods of death was so terrifying!
Just coming to them for a walk, the death rate tonight has increased by a whole lot!
"Beifeng, who is the idiot who played me today?" Conan opened his half-moon eyes, not quite understanding why Beifeng suggested they go back early.

"A passerby." Beifeng thought for a while and answered seriously.

He forgot to ask for the name, just memorized the transfer code, and transferred a performance fee to the boy who looked like a high school student.

"Uh, a passer-by, you just told him about Kudo Shinichi so carelessly?" Conan looked at Beifeng in disbelief.

"Just talk about the case."

Hearing this, Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard Beifeng continue to say quietly: "Also, the relationship between Xiaolan and you."

Conan was dyed pink all of a sudden, and a black-bellied breath came over his face, and he shouted loudly: "What can Xiaolan and I have to do with each other!"

"No... Isn't it just that you have been honest with each other?"

"You should think about it now, what kind of job should you change to?" Conan glared at the man with loose long hair.

Boss Ming lost his son this time, and his wife became a murderer. He made up his mind and disbanded the courier company. Beifeng was temporarily unemployed.

Beifeng bowed his head, his snow-white skin was covered with a layer of silver frost by the moonlight, and the top of his hair also shone softly.

"The next one, Beida Fast Food." Beifeng has already selected a company, and the fast food service is much more reliable than Ming's Lucky Lai, which immigrated from China. It involves high-tech industry, aviation field, clothing, food and catering industry.

Conan looked at him with Doudou's eyes, but couldn't help complaining: "You really have a soft spot for food delivery!"

"Well, I forgot to mention."

"Didan Primary School, I also got the teacher's professional qualification certificate."

"Responsible for the class, class B of the first year."

Conan couldn't help but froze, and looked at Beifeng in disbelief: "You! What are you going to do?"

"Assign homework." Beifeng said calmly.

Conan let out a groan.

Why does he have to work two jobs?Why do you want to harm our school?

The main reason is that Beifeng feels that everything should be prepared second-hand.

After all, the Reaper aura of the Reaper primary school students is a bit naughty.

Maybe someday it will harm the fast food company. As for the school, it is relatively safer. There is a saying in ancient times that the time bomb should be kept by your side for reliability.

Moreover, Beida Fast Food is a double repair day job, and the extra working days are five days, the god of death is boring, and bullying Conan is the only pleasure.

After Conan yelled, he realized that the uncle was still sleeping. He silently lowered his voice, his ears were still a little hot. When he climbed up the window, returned to his bunk, and lay down slowly, his mind suddenly began to relax. Lan's private picture.

Conan's brain, all of a sudden...

Waking up abnormally, no sleepiness at all.

……

The rice flower market at this time:

You may not believe it, I am Mu Mu Shisan, tonight, I gave up using my wife, gave up the romance of a man, and squatted in the boundless night.

Just me, Takagi, and Sato.

The three of us squatted in the police station, waiting for Lei Xiaofeng to arrive.

……

Moon Shadow whirled like a ghost, Police Officer Takagi flinched in fright, Miwako Sato next to him let out a scream and swiped her long legs: "Don't come here!"

By the time she realized it, there were no other people in front of her eyes, and she was still holding a dizzy Takagi in her arms.

"so cute…"

Miwako pulled Takagi's hair, rubbed it twice, and suddenly blushed in confusion, while Mu Mu, who had been hit hard on the buttocks, was stunned, and he who knocked the door with his head was suddenly fed a mouthful of dog food.

Sour.

Now when he read Lei Xiaofeng's handwriting, he could feel that his features were delicate.

In the early morning of the next day, the three stood up in a daze with their panda eyes on their faces.

Last night was Christmas Eve.

Lei Xiaofeng did not send the dead.

It wasn't that the temporary worker Hazuki Kazama went on strike, but that the Shinigami elementary school student was not in the area, and the murder did not happen.

However, Mu Mu felt that he would continue to persevere.

after all……

The Japanese police are unable to solve the case, and the speed of dispatching the police can make up for it; if the brain is not enough, the persistence and patience of the liver make up for it.

……

Maori Detective Agency Day Two:
Maori and his group, who took the morning shift home, waved goodbye to Beifeng Group.

When he reached the door of the house, Kogoro Moori opened the house, and the next second, he closed it again, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Father, what's the matter?" Xiaolan asked tentatively.

"The house...is green."

Maori was sure that he did not make a mistake, so he opened the door of the detective agency again.

The wall in front of him was covered with leaves on all four walls, Kogoro tried to pull it with his hands...

I can't pull it off, it sticks really tight.

All the leaves of the potted plants in the house disappeared, and they all reached the wall. From a distance, they looked verdant.

Conan closed his eyes and took a closer look, this is...

[-] glue!He soaked in Hawaii!
On the table, there was also a pile of blue cloth strips neatly placed.

Unfold one, it is a character.

After putting together all the cloth strips, Xiaolan and Mori Kogoro started to get angry, and they both pounded their fists on the table at the same time, and there were two more similar-shade and steaming fist marks on the poor table.

"Washing machine! Bastard!"

The neat note on the table reads together: Kudo Shinichi is here for a visit.

There is another sentence: Give someone green and leave a lingering fragrance in your hand.

Conan moved away cautiously, for fear of being offended, sweat began to form between his brows.Accidentally kicked the table and made a crisp sound, the two humanoid Tyrannosaurus looked back at Conan.

Conan: "..."

I am Chewing Rice Conan, who is the drum washing machine?I don't know you, don't even look at me!

its not right!I didn't do it at all, what am I afraid of?
Suddenly there was a bird song outside the window, accompanied by the voice of a mischievous child: "The messenger bird of the elementary school student of death is here, report! This greenery is a masterpiece of the drum washing machine!"

Conan once again suspected that the bird that had fallen into trouble had become a spirit, but he had no evidence.

When he has evidence, the day of slicing this bird will not be far away.

Xiaolan lowered her fist and patted Conan's head twice: "I'll beat Xinyi another day. Really, how can I change the layout of his house casually? No wonder he ran away when he saw me."

Xiao Lan would rather believe in a bird than in his integrity of the front-loading washing machine!

The electric fan above his head shook and shook, and Conan was messed up in the wind for the nth time.

Maybe it was too much mess in the wind, Conan sneezed on the spot.

When Xiaolan touched his head, she was also surprised, and asked with concern: "Did Conan catch a cold yesterday? It seems to have a fever. I'll go find medicine."

Conan nodded in a daze, and sneezed again, his face was flushed, and his mind was full of things he thought about last night.

them…

For the time being, the easter eggs left by the two birds have not been found yet.

　I started to save the manuscript, so I will restore it for a change.

　　Then, I hope everyone goes to bed early. The background data shows that most readers read books between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-].Maybe it's my update time that affects you guys.

　　I have a scheduled release function here.

　　Well, so from tomorrow, the update time is set at [-]:[-] am, and there will be more updates at [-]:[-] pm.

　　Finally, thank you for your support.

　　Everyone's support is my motivation!
　　Finally~ Happy April Fool's Day, everyone is welcome to fool me~(,,,,`)~
　　I'm so bully.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)