Conan's Landing Full Reputation

(I found that the number of words in the previous chapter was 1314, a romantic coincidence)

As expected, people cannot escape the law of true fragrance.

My mood improved, and even the pale and swollen corpse at my feet didn't look so scary anymore. Shi Mo Mi put the suicide note into a transparent evidence bag and put it aside:

"The degree of turbidity of the corpse's lens is inconsistent with the degree of decay. It is estimated that he has been dead for more than two days. There is no obvious external injury. I will take the suicide note to his room later to compare the handwriting, and I will know whether it was written by him."

Hatsuori was surprised: "You can also identify handwriting?"

Conan took a flashlight to look at the stone pressing on the body: "When we were in elementary school, it was popular in school to write anonymous confession cards for a while. Because of her good grades and often gave speeches on stage, she received quite a lot of them. At that time, she could tell whose handwriting it was at a glance. My mother lied to her that she couldn't accept it and had to write a reply if she received it. She really went to return them one by one in person."

The system was shocked: [What? Kudo Yukiko lied to me? ]

Shi Mo Mi: ...

"Then what?"

Hatsuri looked gossipy.

"That day she returned a stack of cards from the first class to the last class, and since then no one dared to write a confession card."

System: [Do you really not need to reply after receiving it? ]

Shi Mo Mi: [How should I know? China does not allow premature love! And I have never received one. ]

System: [Actually, there are, but because premature love is not allowed, I just put it on the teacher's desk. ]

Shi Mo Mi: [I was wondering why the teacher always emphasized the disadvantages of premature love...]

Retracting his thoughts, Shi Mo Mi interrupted Hattori Heiji who was trying to gossip: "Let's go to Nagato Hideomi's room to compare the handwriting!"

Nagato Hideomi's room is on the third floor, and the unconscious Nagato Guangming is resting in the room on the second floor. Because Shi Mo Mi said when he was bandaging, he would not wake up until tomorrow. The worried Nagato Yasue went directly to the door to wait for the ambulance, leaving Hinata and the butler to take care of Nagato Guangming.

Standing on the stairs, Conan stopped: "Do you smell anything?"

Shi Mo Mi and Hattori Heiji both sniffed carefully.

"It's a bit familiar."

Shi Mo Mi walked a few steps to the second floor corridor and felt it carefully: "Gasoline!"

Conan went in the direction of the smell: "This way!"

"I just moved Nagato Guangming to this room!"

Hattori Heiji tried to turn the door handle: "Damn it, it's locked!"

Shi Mo Mi took a deep breath: "Get out of the way!"

Hattori and Conan quickly retreated to both sides of the door.

"Bang!"

The double-opening door of good quality, half of it broke away from the door frame and fell down.

Hinata, who was holding a thermos bottle and pouring gasoline inside the door, had his pupils trembled. He no longer pursued filling Nagato Guangming's whole body. After pouring it all at once, he immediately reached for the lighter in his pocket.

"Shinichi!"

Conan understood Shi Mo Mi's meaning in an instant, aimed at Hinata with an anesthetic needle, and knocked him out before Hinata successfully lit the fire.

Shi Mo Mi caught the falling Hinata, and Hattori took the flip lighter.

The huge movement downstairs attracted the attention of everyone in the house. Xiaolan, who was upstairs, poked her head out: "Xiao Mi? I just heard you calling Shinichi?"

Conan whispered: "Shi Mo Mi!"

"I was in a hurry, didn't I know she knew so much about your movements!" Shi Mo Mi muttered softly, then looked up and said loudly to the upstairs: "Xiaolan, you heard it wrong, I don't know why Miss Hinata poured gasoline on fire, I said the Chinese word 'washing clothes', which means how to wash with so much oil!"