Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"I didn't expect that he actually killed Zhengji? That's right, who told Zhengji to do such a thing... Ha!"

After all the police officers left, the woman slowly got up from the ground. After wiping the tears on her face with her hands, she suddenly murmured softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a smile suddenly appeared on her pale and cold face.

"It's so perfect. His insurance claims alone should be enough to pay off those people's debts. Coupled with the amount of money he got from selling the company's clothing design plans, he should be able to live a good life, right? "

The woman suppressed the smile on her face and returned to a look of despair, and her eyes seemed to have a hint of death.

After acting for so long, we can’t fall short at the last minute!

Walking to her room silently, the woman casually took off her home clothes, revealing a large area of ​​beautiful spring scenery, but also revealing red scars on her white and pink skin.

Gently touching her wound and looking at the wedding photo on the dressing table, the woman fell into painful memories.

I thought that I would be loved by an old husband and a young wife. Cousin, cousin, what a good marriage you introduced!

When you were rich, I chose to follow my cousin's advice and marry you, so I just let you beat me. Now that I'm heavily in debt, you still want to beat me, and I found out that you were having an affair with your cousin...

After a long time, she patted her cheek, took out the dark green dress, light green jacket and dark-skinned pantyhose from the closet. After putting them on, she applied purple-pink lipstick in front of the mirror and put on the silver Earrings and pearl necklace.

As a woman, it’s not strange to dress yourself up beautifully when you are sad!

After finishing dressing up, the beautifully dressed woman came to the door, found a pair of dark green high heels in the shoe cabinet and put them on. She opened the door, and a ray of dawn fell on her body. A flash of relief flashed across his face, and he walked out of the house with firm steps.

Now as long as I go back to the company and go through the resignation procedures, I, Mika Taniguchi, can start my life over again!

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"You really didn't kill the person?"

After seeing Kishida put away his phone, Haibara looked hesitant, but finally asked softly.

"Of course, didn't I say that? I have an alibi!"

Kishida asked strangely.

"I believe that it is not difficult for you to forge an alibi!"

Haiyuan shook his head, as if he didn't accept this explanation.

No, the fake alibi really stumped me!

Yesterday, Kishida, who was lying on the sofa thinking for a while but couldn't come up with a perfect alibi, complained inwardly, but on the surface he said in an angry and helpless tone:

"I don't know the art of clones. How could I go to the hospital and kill people on camera?"

"Don't you have a lot of weird abilities?"

Haibara blinked. Although she also hoped that Kishida was not the murderer, she was still a little doubtful.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm just an ordinary person. I have nothing but good looks and a little money."

Kishida laughed at himself.

"Ordinary people can't save my sister."

"Heh, whatever you think!"

Kishida was helpless. He was not in the mood to continue talking to Haibara. After giving the video to Takagi and finishing breakfast, he had to rush to the dessert shop.

After that, he will have to spend time to find out who the murderer is who wants to frame him. Although he boasts that he is very famous, Kishida still knows a lot in his heart. He understands that there are only a few people who truly understand that he has these characteristics. Even most policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department only know that they like to use electricity, but they don't know about the characteristic of wearing gloves on their left hand.

Only some of these people have grudges against themselves or are dissatisfied with themselves, and will throw the blame on themselves. Therefore, as long as you find out the relationship between the people who have grudges against Harita Masaji and these people, you will have a high probability of locking them in. murderer.

As for what to do if there is no evidence after finding the murderer, Kishida said that since the other party also likes to use electricity, it is not too much to give him a super double!

"I believe it was not you who killed the person."

After staring at Kishida's face for a while, Haibara, who believed in his sixth sense, relaxed inside and returned to his calm look.

In Haiyuan's view, killing people at will is not advisable, regardless of whether that scum deserved it or not. What's more, in this world, detectives are everywhere. No matter how good Kishida is, he will accidentally get a silver bracelet.

And this kind of result is what Huiyuan doesn't want to see.

"I wasn't the one who killed him in the first place!"

"I just suddenly felt that compared to you doing it yourself, I am more willing to believe that you were framed. After all, you have always been so unlucky, haven't you?"

Haiyuan crossed his arms in front of him and teased.

? ? ?

"Haha, then I really want to thank you for your trust!"

Kishida couldn't help but be "moved".

"It should."

Haiyuan chuckled modestly.

"..."

After giving Haibara a look to let her experience it for herself, Kishida walked toward her home with breakfast in hand without looking back.

"Dadada~"

Unexpectedly, Kishida had just taken a few steps when footsteps followed closely behind him.

Kishida stopped and the footsteps stopped.

"Why are you following me?"

A minute later, Kishida couldn't help but turn around and asked.

“Recycle dinner plate boxes.”

Haiyuan said calmly.

"Don't worry, I have to go to the dessert shop later and I'll bring it over!"

Kishida's eyes indicated that she could go back.

"Are you still in the mood to go to the dessert shop at this time?"

As if he didn't see the hint in Kishida's eyes, Haibara changed the subject.

"Of course, didn't I promise my senior sister yesterday? I keep my word and this is my tolerance... Ahem, sorry for the drama!"

Seeing that she had no intention of going back, Kishida seemed to have made up her mind to follow him home, so he had no choice but to follow her words.

? ? ?

Playing a game? What drama?

"And this is my own store. Whether the business is good or not will determine how much I can earn in the future!"

Ignoring Haibara's doubts, Kishida continued.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you. It's obvious that you already have enough property, and you usually don't spend much. You can even be said to be frugal most of the time. Why do you still care so much about money?"

Haibara, who was following Kishida in small leather shoes, looked at the tall back in front of him and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, once I went to a restaurant to eat, and then I saw a man and a woman at a table eating a French fries, mouth to mouth."

Kishida did not answer directly, but said in a confused manner.

"What does this have to do with you caring about money?"

Huiyuan was puzzled. What does it have to do with you that the young couple are so intimate?

"At that time, I felt very uncomfortable watching it. At that time, I secretly swore that people must be rich in this life, and never live like them, even trying to grab a French fries!"

? ? ? ?

Okay, I was wrong, I forgot about your brain!

Haiyuan rolled his eyes, unable to complain in his heart.

She didn't want to speak, she just followed Kishida silently.

"Tsk~"

Kishida was disdainful.

The more money is, the better. Only in this way can we approach people with hundreds of millions, and have more wealth and billions more!

Kishida complained in his heart as he took out the keys, and they both arrived home just as they could talk.

With a click, the door opened, and a strong smell drifted over.