Conan: I am the murderer

"We're on our way too, see you later."

Yuanzi hung up the phone and smiled at Xiaolan.

Ke Lan on the side was a little unloveable.

"People from the Suzuki Group are here!"

At this time, the reporters standing at the door of the Mihua Business Building were holding cameras and watching the luxury car that arrived.

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As soon as the car door opened, the reporters, like soldiers with early warning signals, tightened their cameras and stared at the picture in the lens, not daring to relax.

A beautiful woman wearing a black evening dress, about seventeen or eight years old, walked out of the luxury car,

The flash started flashing,

She has brown hair and a delicate face, and her black evening dress faintly outlines the curves of her beautiful body, but the shawl on her shoulders obscures most of the scenery.

Who is she? How do you ride a Suzuki Group car?

Although no one at the scene recognized the woman in front of them, it did not prevent them from photographing the beauty.

"Boy, we are here to shoot commercial figures, just see the beauty shoot one or two, don't waste too much film!"

An older journalist teaches the younger generation around him,

But no, this kind of banquet banquet and the like, the most important thing is beauty.

As the older reporter spoke,

The beautiful woman in the black evening dress was dragged from the luxury car of the Suzuki Group... Uh, pull out another seventeen or eighteen-year-old beauty in the same style, goose yellow evening dress,

She has long black hair that reaches the waist, a pure face, innocent eyes, and a beautiful figure that cannot be covered by a shawl, and many reporters can't help but press the shutter button one after another,

It's just that this frequent flash seems to frighten her a little,

The beauty of the goose yellow evening dress should be the first time to see such an occasion, she stood a little shyly behind the beauty of the black evening dress,

However, this shyness made her already outstanding appearance add points again, and the flash and shutter sounds continued one after another.

"These people, really..."

The older reporter said so, but his finger couldn't help but press the shutter a few times to record these two rare beauties.

"However, why don't you see Suzuki two thousand gold, doesn't it mean that she will be there tonight?"

Although I saw the beautiful woman, the young reporter did not forget the main reason for being there tonight.

"It should still be in the car, didn't you see that the two beautiful women who got off the car first were still standing next to the car,"

"The camera is ready, and when I get off the car, it should be Suzuki 2,000 gold,"

The older reporter passed on his experience: "On occasions like this, the last to get off the bus is often..."

Often what?

The young reporter found that his predecessor had not finished speaking, and began to be stunned,

And the flash and shutter sound that originally flickered from time to time suddenly disappeared at this time,

The young reporter followed the stunned gaze of his predecessors and turned his head,

I saw that next to black and goose yellow, there was an extra touch of purple,

She bowed her head slightly, walked out of the car, her movements were elegant and natural, although she did not see her true face, but her every move exuded a unique beauty.

When the young reporter turned his head, he happened to see her glance up in the direction of the red carpet.

"Then, is that Suzuki two thousand gold, I didn't expect it to look like this... Beauty. "

Young journalists found that they could not find any more adjectives to describe what they saw than a "beauty".

The young reporter's speech made the surrounding reporters come to their senses,

Including his predecessors, they all glanced at the young reporter with disdain,

The next moment, these reporters looked like well-trained soldiers, holding their cameras in unison, and then...

Frantically press the shutter.

"Senior, senior?"

The young journalist didn't know what he said wrong that led to being despised by his peers, and wanted to ask about his seniors.

Click, click, click!

However, the young reporter found that his predecessor did not pay attention to him at all, but instead pressed the shutter frantically and nervously.

"The former ... Generation? "

The young reporter asked again,

But instead of answering, the senior even snatched the camera from the young reporter's hand.

"Change the film, quick!"

The older reporter grabbed the young reporter's camera with one hand and shoved his own camera into the young reporter's hand.

The young reporter was a little speechless, this is less than ten seconds, the senior finished shooting a roll of film,

Who just said to save film?

"Senior, although we took 20 rolls of film, if you waste film like this..."

Young journalists find that their predecessors seem to have some ... A feeding frenzy?

"Are you from our Sakura Country after all?" The older reporter finished shooting another roll of film, and while he was on the film, he replied to the junior who had no eye around him: "You can't recognize Yukiko?" "

There is Kiko, Fujimine has Kiko!

The name flashed in the young reporter's mind like a lightning strike,

How could he not know that Yukiko Fujimine is a legend in the film industry of Sakura Country and a goddess throughout his adolescence!

"But Fujimine Yukiko is almost forty this year..."

The young reporter did not dare to say the word "years" in the dangerous eyes of the reporters around him.

"The goddess is always eighteen!!"

The elderly reporter changed the film and began to take crazy pictures again,

This group of journalists ranging from 20 to 40 years old are like crazy star-chasing brain fans at this time.

Of course, the young reporter is no better, and after recognizing the long-desired goddess in front of him, he is also frantically consuming film.

However, when Yukiko "dug" a small sky-blue figure from the luxury car,

The shutter sound suddenly stopped,

"Who is this little girl?"

"Have a second child?"

Reporters on both sides of the red carpet fryed the pan and talked about it.

"Blindly, it must be Suzuki two thousand gold."

"How is it possible, Suzuki two thousand gold is eighteen years old, this child is only a few years old."

"That... Suzuki three thousand gold? "

Many journalists are Yukiko's brain-dead fans,

They simply do not want to believe that their goddess married to Kudo Yusaku,

I don't want to believe that Kudo Shinichi is Yukiko's child, let alone a second child.

As a result, the statement of "Suzuki Sansenjin", which is the least credible, was accepted by them.

So, a certain blue passively put on the name of "Suzuki Three Thousand Gold".

Click, click, click!

After the discussion, the reporters began to frantically consume film,

By the time the four beauties walked into the business building, there was not much film left for the reporters present.

Ten minutes later...

"It's the Suzuki Foundation's car!"