On the Feasibility of the Marriage Between the Port and the Fishery Company

When the case broke out, Edogawa Conan, who knew that he had lost his horse, almost let himself go. After setting up Mao Lilan, who was a little confused after waking up from a lethargic state, he hardly concealed his "smartness".

Those around here who know him either know his identity, or they have lied for a long time and guessed that they would never guess the truth unless they told the truth.

But when he heard that the uncle unabashedly pointed out that the winner of his life with a successful career and a happy wife was a "suspect", he still couldn't help but have black lines on his face.

In this way, he will reverse after a while...

Someone should believe that uncle was just joking, right?

Forget it, this kind of thing often happens, and the case really matters.

Mr. Matsushita, the deceased passive gg, was Akagawa's business rival. Because he recently jointly competed for a project, as the same bid, Mr. Akagawa was basically able to get the quota smoothly and smoothly.

In terms of the theorem that the ultimate winner is always the culprit, Kogoro Mori's deduction this time is simply "reasonable and well-founded".

The bloodstains on the neck of the deceased were very shallow, as if the throat had been cut with something like piano wire or fishing line, and the technique looked very skillful.

"It's ridiculous, it's just the right to take over a project..." Mr. Akakawa, who probably received an elite-style education since he was a child, and who doesn't swear even when he gets angry, frowned, "It means that the profit will be increased by [-]%. There is no need to kill at all."

In the business world, the big families communicate with each other, earn money together, and usually smile when they meet.It's impossible to go smoothly every time this time, unless it is a last resort, there is no need for everyone to tear their faces for the benefit of one or two times.

"Besides, I have been standing here just now, with my wife and children."

Mori Kogoro followed the man's gestures and looked towards him, his eyes straightened instantly.

The well-known actress Igawa Yuya, who can be called her favorite idol Yoko Okino-senpai, is staring dissatisfiedly at him who seems to be talking nonsense without knowing what he said.

"Ahem, of course Mr. Chichuan cannot be the murderer, hahahaha, I was wrong."

Mori Kogoro laughed foolishly, and patted the back of his head.

So he became too fast!

Chuya Nakahara once again opened his eyes to the bewildering behavior of Tokyo.

This kind of person is trusted by the entire Tokyo police... Neon will take a pill sooner or later.

"I'm starting to worry again..."

Kurom hooked his lips miserably, his eyes wandering.

She followed Mr. Akagawa's fingers steadily and saw her brother who was a third of her mother.

The boy looks young, but his temperament has already begun to emerge. He is completely different from her. He is lively and loves to laugh. He is generous in public. In addition, he inherited the looks of both parents. Yes, the facial features are exquisite like angels.

A majestic and upright father, a beautiful and gentle mother, a lively and lovely child...

She quickly made up a suitable reason following the expression.

"Although the previous law is not accurate, many times Mr. Mori Kogoro said that the person who is not a murderer is always a murderer is also the law of 'Ke Xue'."

"That... is really amazing."

"Pfft-"

The purple-haired girl looked at Zhong Yuanzhong, who believed everything she said, and couldn't help showing a little mischievous chuckle, even though she knew that such exaggerated and appropriate behaviors were probably just intentional.

"Is Mr. Nakahara trying to spoil me?"

She looked seriously at Shangzhongye's blue pupils, acting like a baby in dissatisfaction, and even changed to the most formal and unfamiliar title in order not to shake herself.

"If only you were so easily spoiled..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed and raised his hand to gently rub the little girl's long hair and her dull hair that was curled up and down because of frustration, but after all, she came to the banquet, so her hair was carefully groomed , the broken hair on the far side just formed a small ball, and it looks a little more cute with the wronged hair.

Collom lowered his head and let him touch it, while complaining softly.

"Don't touch my hair, it will get messy."

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The method used in the case is neat, not like what ordinary people can do.

"It always feels like the work of an expert killer."

Kurom stood far away from the crowd, looking at the wound with only one thread left, and thought of Prince Jun who was far away in Balian, Italy.

"It's really the people here who can do it with one move."

"It's the lady next to her, she's well disguised but her breath is different from the others."

The two picked out the prisoner with a few words beside them. Compared with detectives, MAFIA members in the same other world are more sensitive in finding people.

The silk thread itself is an imperceptible assassination tool, which is also used more by women.

But neither of them had the intention of going up to help, watching Conan jumping up and down with bored expressions.

"But speaking of it, if it happens to be discovered by a detective, who will be charged with this crime? Let's use money to do things in a professional way—"

"I haven't seen a profession that can be exposed on the spot and can't escape."

"Really? Well, I don't think I've seen it before..."

The two chatted casually.

In any case, Mr. Akagawa, who has been cleared of suspicion, walked out of the crowd with his family.

"you--"

Obviously the children are already in their 20s, but because they are well maintained, a woman who looks like she is in her 30s has to stand still. At this time, she is also a mother. Although she hesitated, she still accurately and definitely called out the one who hadn't seen it for more than ten years. Say your name aloud.

"Na...nagi?"

The woman's eyes widened in disbelief, and she was even more certain when she saw the blindfold on the face of the "daughter".

She subconsciously cast her eyes on the girl's abdomen covered by the fluttering butterfly wings on the dress skirt, where it should have been because of the car accident...

"You're still alive."

She still spoke in a low voice, not even noticing that the red-haired young man beside her "daughter" had begun to frown.The voice is very soft, even the tone is not turbulent, there is no rejoicing, no disgust or impatience.

Coulom opened his eyes wide, but his heart was a little uncomfortable under the pressure of this understatement.She was indeed used to this kind of indifference, and she was used to it a long time ago, and even now facing her blood-related mother, she didn't have any anger or similar fluctuations in her mood.

But I don't know why, suddenly I became a little hypocritical, and I replied a little coldly.

"thanks to you."

"Sorry, that's not what I meant—"

After all, the woman is a well-known actor who has experienced the consideration of time, and the management of her expression is perfect. After a short moment of distraction and smooth mouth, she turned her attention to the young man next to Nagi, and then spoke sincerely.

"It's great to see you so healthy, grown up."

"Big sister—is it Tuozhen's sister?" The boy holding his mother's skirt raised his head and asked crisply, blinking a pair of almond eyes that were almost the same as Collom's.

"..."

Colum was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly hesitantly.

"Mr. Chichuan," she called out slowly, her voice was not jerky, but she paused for a moment to her mother who was much taller than herself and had a pair of eyes, "Ms. Yichuan."

"Long time no see, Nagi, it looks like you're doing well."

The man didn't care much about the awkward atmosphere between the "mother and daughter", and smiled at her quite sincerely, a little surprised but more relieved, and didn't care much about the timing of her sudden appearance.He rubbed his youngest son's head to signal him not to ask more questions, and looked up and down the man next to the "girl" with some elder concern.

Mostly he is engaged in dangerous work, but judging by his caring appearance, he may be unexpectedly suitable for this child.

"Would you like to go talk alone?"

It was only after standing on the window sill that Collom came back to his senses, looking at his relatives whom he had not seen for a long time, and he became the unspoken expression again.

The woman carried two glasses of red wine in a coquettish manner, and handed them to her skillfully.

"What does that man do?"

"..."

"Then Nagi should be at the age of looking for a job, what are you doing?"

Yi Chuanyou smiled lightly and didn't care about such a situation where he was talking to himself, and asked again.

"In what capacity is Madam asking these questions?"

"Even if it's the identity of a mother whom we haven't seen for a long time, we probably don't believe it."

The woman's lips pressed against the goblet, and the dark ruby ​​red liquid slid down the glass.

"However, I'm also a 'mother' after all... To be honest, I'm really happy to see you now. Even the most derelict mother would be a little happy to see that the eldest daughter who thought she died was safe and sound. "

"Um……"

Recalling the conversation she had heard in the comprehensive clinic, Coulom hummed to indicate that she had heard it. She shook the wine glass in her hand and watched the wine swaying and creating waves in circles.

"You just need to be clear about his work. Anyway, I probably can't interfere with what you choose now."

"No matter how thick-skinned I am, I wouldn't think that there is still such an illusory relationship between us as a mother-daughter relationship," Yichuan Yu did not hide his indifference and selfishness that he never showed in front of the public. It's true that I was stabbed in the body for a child like you."

"I know."

In fact, from the point of being able to quickly adapt to the bloody wind in the other world, Coulom thought that she might have inherited the indifference of the woman in front of her.

"So, no matter what decision you make now, I don't care. Of course, I also know that I am not qualified."

"Take it as meeting once, let's get well in the future."

She raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass, waving her hand at the daughter who should have disappeared from her life a long time ago.

"Well, that's all right, mother."

Coulom nodded obediently. After hearing this more heartless words than before, she was able to finally call out that title.

Although it might be the last time.

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Probably because the stamina of the red wine was a bit strong. When I saw Nakahara Chuya again, Kurom's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were watery and sparkling, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Culomb?"

Nakahara Nakaya, who has always been called Nagi, held her arm, and suddenly changed to a more familiar name for her in the past ten years.

The voice was very gentle, so gentle that the water in my eyes was about to turn into real tears just because of the strength of the wine.

……

"Central Plains Chuya..."

Because she secretly set up the barrier, she boldly put her arms around the young man's slender waist, and buried her face in the young man's arms.

It is still the familiar aroma of pine wood, somewhat earth-like, thick and tolerant, gunpowder smoke and red wine, and...

"You're really making me cry."

"Then I probably won't laugh at you, ah no, I didn't mean that, that's..."

He comforted him a little at a loss, he hurriedly pressed the girl's shoulders, and remembered that she probably didn't want to be seen pushing her into his arms like this.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha," the girl's voice still had a slight "buzzing" nasal sound, it really sounded like she was amused when she cried halfway through, literally "I can't laugh or cry", "Actually, I basically don't crying."

She shook her head a little tiredly, as she said, she didn't leave any water stains on his body.

"If you weren't here, I might be so cold that I wouldn't even blink my eyes."

"After all, crying is only meaningful when there is someone who loves you by your side. (*)"