Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

The case seemed to have some clues, but Lancer had no intention of pursuing it.

He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, thinking about the cash card.

There is no shortage of other weapons, but what Lancer has always been thinking about is the flying car he got by chance when he was living in the apocalypse.

In fact, it is a small warship with a strange shape. When it lifts off, it looks like a jellyfish floating in the air, or like a mushroom cloud flying into the sky.

I don’t know how convenient it would be if this thing could be replicated in the real world here.

But everything has to start from a sketch, which is troublesome just thinking about it.

Lancer couldn't help but sigh lowly.

Conan, who had never had a clue, was kicked out of the lounge by Officer Megure. He was lowering his head in thought when he suddenly heard the sighing sound, so he looked up at the young man beside him.

"Brother Lancer, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh? Ah, it's okay." Of course Lancer would not tell him what was on his mind. Seeing that Conan was still confused, he squatted down against the wall and raised his finger to Conan's chest. .

"Conan, if you don't have a badge exclusive to members of the Scientific Research Association, will you be let in?"

Conan looked down at his empty chest, and then looked at his chest again.

"Well, because the receptionist at the door said that I am a child and it's okay to come in..."

Seeing Lancer's pursed lips, half-smiling, Conan seemed to understand something and gradually opened his eyes.

"Badge...?"

The association's emblem is made to look like a brooch, so there should be a pin on the back of the metal case.

If it is an acupuncture point that is easy to cause death, such as the temple, then even a pin as long as the little finger can be used as a murder weapon if it is inserted into it.

After thinking about this, Conan fell into his own thoughts and ran away.

During the following period, Conan found a little girl of similar age to him in the main hall of the club, and took out the hair tie from her hair that had been missing since the incident.

In the video recorded by Lancer before, you can see that the large intestine-like gauze fabric wrapped around the hair band is dotted with many metal pendants.

The missing murder weapon, the membership badge, is pinned to it. The luster of the metal remains consistent with the original decoration, and since it was hidden in the girl's hair, it has never been discovered.

There was blood on the tip of the needle, and after testing it was confirmed that it was the blood of the deceased.

"So, Conan, who is the murderer?" Officer Megure suddenly reacted after asking this question.

No, he is the police!

But Conan didn't notice the unnatural behavior of Officer Megure. After holding his chin and thinking for a moment, Conan stretched out his finger and pointed at the man standing aside who was pretending to be calm.

"The murderer is you, Mr. Ojono!"

Looking carefully at him, there was actually a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Now Conan pointed it out, and a drop of sweat fell from the top of his head.

He argued loudly: "It's not me! Can you, a brat, say these things to convict me?"

Conan's eyes darkened and his tone became extremely calm.

"There is no way I can convict you."

"Look, I just said he was talking nonsense..."

"But she can!"

After that, everyone looked towards the door of the lounge and saw a little girl standing at the door. Her tied hair was spread out and there were marks on it that had been tied by hair ropes.

When he saw the girl, the blood on Ojono's face quickly faded, and eventually wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The story still starts with Matsudaira Noriyu stealing Shimada Mika's experimental report.

Shimada Mika temporarily saved the relevant experimental results for her boyfriend, but unexpectedly Matsudaira Noriyu took them away for research and published them first, causing Ojono to lose the opportunity to stand out.

In addition, he had always suspected that Mika Shimada was having an affair with Noriyu Matsudaira, and suspected that his research results were handed over to Professor Matsudaira by Mika Shimada on her own initiative, so he held a grudge and took advantage of the academic seminar held by the Scientific Research Council. , taking the opportunity to kill people.

Originally, I wanted to put the blame on Matsudaira Noriyu, but I never found a chance to get along with him.

The evidence was that the bloody badge had his fingerprints on it, and in the rush to dispose of it in secret, he didn't even have time to wipe the fingerprints off it.

The badge now worn on Ojono's chest was taken from the body of the deceased.

Although he had wiped away the fingerprints belonging to the deceased, the forensic officers still found identification on it belonging to the deceased.

"Coffee stains? Are you talking about the inconspicuous stain on the deceased's chest? Is it coffee?"

Lancer put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door of the club on his long legs.

Conan followed him obediently, inserting his pockets exactly as he did.

"Yes! When I checked the room, I found that the coffee on the table had been knocked over. Later, I confirmed it with Professor Matsudaira, saying that he had accidentally placed a coffee cup on the coffee tray held by the deceased. When I was there, I missed my meal."

"There are loops at the base of the pin, which are the most likely to trap dirt and evil. If you wipe it carefully with a cotton swab, you can still pick up the stains inside and identify them."

They had long forgotten the purpose of their trip, and Dr. Ali was still sighing when they left the club.

"I didn't expect Professor Matsudaira to do such a thing. I guess he will be expelled from the Scientific Research Association in the future, and even his wife is asking for a divorce!"

Lancer gave a sarcastic smile and said lightly: "Isn't this the way of heaven that reincarnates!"

Before getting in the car, Conan seemed to remember something, took out a card from his pocket, and shouted to the young man who was about to say goodbye: "Brother Lancer!"

"Ok?"

I saw this kid curling up the corners of his mouth with a deliberately friendly smile on his face: "I have something to give you."

Lancer chuckled, stretched out his long arm and put his hand on his head, rubbed it vigorously a few times, and continued to act stupid.

"Thanks, what is this?"

Conan, who had been ravaged, was instantly furious. He shook off his hand and stuffed the card over. He said angrily: "It was the doctor who asked me to hand it over to you! He said that he had to take a step in advance. If your waist If it still hurts, you can ask him to help you treat it."

"Brother Lancer, are you listening?!"

Conan's words had already blown away from Lancer's ears.

Originally, Lancer thought it was an ordinary business card, but after flipping over the back, the all-white card surface turned into all-black.

In the middle of the black business card, a capital letter is printed with hot gold technology.

J。

This couldn't help but remind him of the name Matsudaira Noriyu mentioned.

I originally thought his name was pronounced with J, but I didn't expect his new name to be J!