Goujuan is also helping her boyfriend pick up his arm today

Police Officer Mumu was once again dominated by the non-human dog Curly Thorn. In just a few tens of seconds, he recalled the interrogation that was enough to be written in his resume.

The experienced police officer Megure made a quick decision, handed the question booklet to Takagi, and patted his belly to interrogate the other three more suspected victim companions.

A criminal policeman will encounter all kinds of strange human beings throughout his life, and the identity of human beings cannot be generalized. As an excellent criminal policeman, he must learn to face a variety of strange and weird human beings and face the diversity of human species.

The world is weird, what's wrong with the birth of some even weirder humans?

At this point a face 'was entrusted with a heavy responsibility I can! ' Takagi, has not realized the seriousness of the matter.

But what's wrong with the dog curly spine, the dog curly spine is just a good student who really can't communicate normally.

What's wrong with Hyakkimaru, Hyakkimaru's hearing has just recovered not long ago, it is already a little genius to be able to understand the police uncle's words!

So Goujuanji didn't feel embarrassed at all, he answered Takagi's question accurately: "Dried bonito flakes."

God knows why Takagi understood 'Give me a cup of hot water. 'The dog-rolled language with such a meaning has never been able to understand 'dried bonito' and 'wooden fish flower'.

Is this the so-called selective understanding problem?

Dog Curly Ji doesn't know, and Dog Curly Ji doesn't have the energy to explore.

The spellcaster, who had long been used to other people looking at him strangely, took the tea that Takagi poured for them with ease, and handed it to Hyakkimaru's lips.Juanjuan is worried that his good friend Guigui, who is not in good health, will fall into a coma again due to dehydration.

Hyakkimaru didn't eat anything after getting up in the morning, and was knocked unconscious by the unscrupulous teacher Gojo Satoru. He didn't drink a sip of water and had to be interrogated.

It's so worrying.

!!!

So it's all the teacher's fault!

Gou Juanji thought so, and carefully cooled the tea, and then found that Hyakkimaru needed to take off the mask to eat.

Hyakkimaru cannot take off the mask.

Hyakkimaru's face cannot be exposed to the eyes of strangers.

Otherwise there will definitely be riots.

Dog Curly: "... tuna."

Gou Juanji, who was originally in a bad mood because of today's series of messy incidents, suddenly became gloomy while holding a water glass.

Dried bonito!Muyuhua! !

Such a good Hyakkimaru needs to hide around even to drink saliva.

This realization made Gou Juji's mood fall to the bottom instantly, he twisted his wrist holding the water cup, and just poured some hot tea into Gou Juji's mouth.

The scalding water first burned the tip of the tongue and rushed into the dog's throat.

The sorcerer's carefully nursed throat couldn't bear the scorching temperature at all, and the dog curly thorn began to choke almost at the same time.

Covering his mouth with his hands, the dog curled up subconsciously, and tears poured out uncontrollably. The negative emotions of the whole day seemed to be condensed in this moment, and they were taken away with the tears that gushed out when he was choked. .

Hyakkimaru was still in a daze, but when the sound of Goujujiji's cough sounded, Hyakkimaru's entire mind was attracted to him. Before the stunned police officers made a move, this man who had been motionless since entering the interrogation room The puppet who ignored it suddenly stood up.

"Student?" Takagi also subconsciously stood up, this was a reflex//sexual//behavior out of his control, as if there was an invisible thread that tied his attention to this boy.

Neither Takagi nor Police Officer Megure can completely ignore the sense of existence belonging to "another world".

It is indescribable and cannot be clarified, but it does exist, and there is an inescapable sense of existence.

This made Takagi tense up every moment of Hyakkimaru's movements, as if standing in front of him was not a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student, but a ferocious criminal.

It's ridiculous to say that a detective would be completely wary of a teenager, but that's the truth.

"Is there anything I need?" Takagi walked over and reached out to grab a handful of Hyakkimaru, but Hyakkimaru dodged it sideways.

Hyakkimaru couldn't see Goujuji, in his 'sight', there was only a group of shivering and painful flames trembling, and in contrast to it was Goujuji's coughing and coughing.

A little police officer came over and wanted to pat the dog on the back, but Bai Guimaru was like a hen protecting the calf, blocking the outside fiercely, not letting the other party take a step closer to the dog.

Takagi glanced at the small notebook with many unanswered questions, as well as the key questions that had not been answered, and then glanced at the few people who were still catching chicks on the opposite side, feeling bald.

At this moment, he finally understood why Police Officer Mumu would pat him on the shoulder with a serious expression after entrusting him with the task of interrogation.

So this is ah!

Goujuanji coughed with a sore throat, the corners of his eyes and lips were stained with water from coughing, and his neck was red.He always took good care of his vocal cords, but this time he really didn't notice that the water was so hot.

He also blew it symbolically, but nothing happened.

Right now, Goujuanji only thinks that it was a good thing he didn't give this glass of water to Hyakkimaru just now. Although Hyakkiwan doesn't feel pain, the wound won't disappear because there is no pain.

If scalding hot water scalds Hyakkimaru's vocal cords...

Goujuji trembled violently, and what he saw when he raised his eyelids was the inexplicably fierce back of Hyakkimaru.

This guy didn't think it was the police uncle who put him in such a situation, did he?

Well, it is indeed very similar, and after a few words of "dried bonito" with the police uncle, he suddenly coughed violently.

Hyakkiwan probably doesn't know about coughing, burns and the like.

Hyakkimaru really didn't know, he really thought that it was because these people insisted on making Tsubaki answer the questions, that's why Tsubaki coughed.

In the subconscious of Hyakkimaru, Gou Juji speaks and makes a sound, sometimes it makes Gou Juji very uncomfortable, coughing and vomiting blood, the flames are scattered, and he faints.So although Hyakkimaru likes the sound of the dog curly spine very much, he doesn't like to let the dog curly spine speak.

But Hyakkimaru found that many times when Tochi spoke with happy emotions, even if he didn't want the dog to make a sound, Hyakkimaru still didn't stop him.

At least every time Spine said "salmon roe!" "dried bonito!", he never coughed!

But this time the cough was so severe.

Accompaniment is enough to affect a person's cognitive behavior, and the direction of the sword of Hyakkimaru alone is only ghosts and red.

Now there are more dogs around Hyakkimaru, and the existence that is more touching than swords, good and evil occupies the clean and empty world of Hyakkimaru. Habit and comfort are gentler but domineering than the curse, and gently rolled up the sword of Hyakkimaru, pointing at the opposite of the dog's curly spine.

What Gojo Satoru had been worried about all along happened.

Hyakkimaru's view of good and evil does not exist. Hyakkimaru's whole person is like a "son of heaven" wrapped in silt and evil. Everyone under the six eyes should have nowhere to hide, but Hyakkimaru is different.

The six eyes can only see the body that has been eaten by more than a dozen curses, and there is only pure white inside.

It is an existence similar to the "six eyes" with slight spell power, but it is more like "heaven" than "god".

The purpose of the birth of "Heaven" seems to be to exorcise evil, and the child who is cursed and eaten as a sacrifice wants to regain his body, kill the curse, and return to the world.

How passionate and positive, put it in jump, it can almost serialize more than ten chapters of inspirational comics about teenagers defeating evil.But the reality is not the manga. In the manga, Hyakkimaru needs to fight for every small copy of his body one by one. No one can predict what this young man can get back and how far he can go.

Which level will die on.

After all, reality is not a game, and Hyakkimaru, as the "protagonist", will never be able to reload the game.

This is like a tragic reincarnation, but also like a new beginning.

Therefore, 'Son of Heaven' is the most appropriate description Gojo Satoru can think of,

So what Wujo Satoru was most worried about happened.

What if, when Hyakkimaru's good and evil are no longer based on his eyes that can "see" everything, but shifted to Inumaki Toji.

A person's good and evil are no longer judged by himself, but from another point of view. Is such a relationship still normal?

Conjurers are lunatics—that was never a joke.

There is no good or evil, just aiming the sword at the cursed 'Heaven', and using a person as an indicator, aiming the sword at the opposite 'Heaven', the impact is completely different.

If 'Heaven' is no longer 'Heaven', what will happen to those who are attached to by 'Heaven'.The layers of doubts on Hyakkimaru's body are chaotic and complicated. Even Gojo Satoru, known as the "strongest", has not figured out the most correct way after so long.

Gojo Satoru tried to let the two of them do the task separately, the effect was good, and the price was not bad.

After hanging up the notice asking Baikiwan and Goumakiji to exorcise the curse spirit again, Gojo Satoru squeezed the center of his brows and became serious: "Mei, the adults are going to work! If it's over, your two The poor seniors haven't come out yet, remember to release them on bail~"

After speaking, Gojo Satoru got up and left.

He asked for a week's leave for Goujuanji and Baiguiwan, laughing to death, the group of old people above didn't approve at all, and said that they would ask for leave if they got a little injury, who would exorcise the curse spirit.

Originally, conjurers are extremely scarce professions. Almost every poor conjurer is on 996007, and they still want a vacation, and the vacation will take two weeks.

Impossible, even if you are Gojo Satoru.

After all, there are too many curses, and there are too few conjurers. If it weren't for the conjurers who need to rest and recover their spell power, they will be injured again. Those people above can't wait for the conjurers to exorcise a hundred or eighty curse spirits a day That's good.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru, who was able to exorcise a hundred or eighty spell spirits a day without resting, recovering spell power, or being injured, naturally blocked all the tasks assigned to Goujuanji and Baikiwan during this period.

007's life is calling Gojo Satoru again.

After all, I have boasted to the students, so I can't lose the teacher's face!

"Wait—!" Fu Heihui stretched out his hand to grab the space, the reliable adult teacher Gojo Satoru had already stepped on the road of 007, and disappeared in an instant.

"Oh?" Mao Lilan walked up to Fu Heihui with Edogawa Conan who had just caught and ran around the room, and looked around: "Where is Mr. Gojo?"

"I remember he was still there just now?"

Edogawa Conan, who was still thumping in Mao Lilan's arms, stopped for a moment, and looked around, pretending to be cute: "Ah, it's really gone—"

"Obviously the police uncle has sealed off the scene. Where did that white-haired uncle go?" Cruising, looking for Wujo Satoru who disappeared.

Of course nothing.

Gojo Satoru had already been driving the Cangdang accelerator, and he didn't know where to go to 007.

Fu Heihui's cold sweat broke out in an instant, he is just a student in junior high school, why should he solve troubles for future teachers and seniors now!

Fu Heihui: Today there are billion points that do not want to enroll in a college.

He scratched his cheek with his fingers in embarrassment, his eyes drifted to the right: "Teacher Wutiao... He, he went to the toilet."

Conan Edogawa was straightforward: "But the men's restroom is blocked!"

Fu Heihui was categorical: "He went to the women's toilet."

Edogawa Conan: "......?"

Mao Lilan: "………………??"

After blurting it out, Fu Heihui realized that something was wrong, and he tried his best to make up for what he hadn't thought about just now: "Well, in fact, Mr. Wutiao..."

"He's a female teacher."

So going to the women's bathroom is definitely not perverted.

Edogawa Conan: ... What a 1.9-meter female teacher?

Mao Lilan... Mao Lilan has completely turned into peas eyes, tilting her head: "Oh???"

Fu Heihui added the loophole in the previous sentence: "Her."

I'm sorry Gojo-sensei, this is an excuse you have to use for the legitimate reason of your leaving.

Fu Heihui was extremely calm. He had never been so calm when lying, and the rules were clear and perfect, "Also, Mr. Wutiao...she has been constipated recently, and she may have to squat for a long time, which is really worrying."

Edogawa Conan: "...That's really worrying, ha...haha."

Fu Heihui's face was heavy: "Yes."

At this time, Mao Lilan suddenly realized: "Yes! I can understand!" She said, and she hugged Conan Edogawa in her arms: "Conan always goes to the toilet for a long time, is it also constipation?"

Mao Lilan became worried as she spoke: "Is it because she is in poor health at such a young age? Should I go to the hospital to have a look..."

Edogawa Conan's face instantly turned as if he was really constipated, and his face turned livid: "Well, sister Xiaolan, I..."

Mao Lilan ignored Conan, who was already drenched in cold sweat. When this topic came up, Mao Lilan instantly remembered the many "digestive diseases" Conan had, and was very worried: "You must take Conan to see it. I even went to the bathroom three times in 5 minutes, and I still have diarrhea..."

"Wait, it's not constipation if you always have diarrhea...but..."

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Conan covered his ears and yelled with a blushing face, and swayed in Mao Lilan's arms dishonestly, while yelling: "Stop talking, sister Xiaolan! It's embarrassing!!!"

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Mao Lilan also realized that these words should not be said to a stranger at this time, children also want to save face, she immediately apologized to Conan, and smiled apologetically at Fu Heihui who had already been stunned : "Sorry to bother you, I'll take Conan away first."

Fu Heihui nodded blankly: "Okay, okay."

This world is amazing.

The diversity of human species is really perfect. It used to be too narrow to think that Gojo Satoru was a rare species.

Fu Heihui: Strange knowledge has increased again.

Here, the eagle's game of catching chickens ends at the moment when Goujuanji covers his mouth and presses his forehead to the back of the Hyakkiwan.

Like a doll whose pause button has been pressed, Hyakkimaru stopped all movements in an instant, and his raised arms froze in mid-air, before slowly lowering them down after a while.

Goujuanji covered his mouth and gave a low cough. After suppressing all the discomfort, he lightly smacked Baiguiwan's waist with his forehead. His voice was very hoarse, but he couldn't hide the tenderness in it: "Tuna mayonnaise .”

Hyakkimaru couldn't feel the strength of the dog curling thorn, the white ball he had been watching was stuck to him, he didn't know what the dog curling thorn was like now, whether it was still uncomfortable.

The voice still sounded a little hoarse, and his throat should still be uncomfortable, but now he can only hear Ji talking, so Ji can only talk to him.

—Even if the thorn is uncomfortable.

Hyakkimaru wants to get his body back, he wants to touch the skin of the dog curly, and feel the heartbeat of the dog curly.

I want to use my own body to describe and feel everything about dog curly thorns.

So he needs to kill the demon gods, and keep killing the demon gods. Only by killing them can he regain himself.

Hyakkimaru wants to use his body to touch the dog roll.

The incomplete Hyakkimaru will never be able to truly protect Goujuanji.

Goujuji has always been the support of Hyakkimaru, and Goujuji is taking care of everything in Hyakkimaru, whether it is prosthetics or daily life.

Hyakkimaru can only feel the damage Goujumaki received, and he can't do anything.

If he had an arm, Hyakkimaru would be able to touch the dog's wound.

If there is a sense of touch, Hyakkimaru can feel the heartbeat of the dog.

If he could speak, Hyakkimaru would be able to call out the dog's name over and over again.

If...if he had eyes...

If Hyakkimaru has eyes, can he carve every inch of the dog's skin into his eyes?

Dog roll spines, spines.

What kind of face does Ji have, whether it will be as gentle and lovely as him.

Hyakkimaru really wanted to see the dog curly spines.

To touch, to call, to look.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill more and more demon gods and kill them.

Only by killing the Demon God can Hyakkimaru really stand by Gou Makiji's side.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind, and only one sentence remained in the end.

——Kill the demon god and regain his body.

Hyakkimaru lowered his head and let the dog roll his forehead to his body without moving.

Goujuanji noticed something was wrong, he raised his head slightly, and what fell into his eyes was the messy strands of Hyakkimaru's hair.

It's messed up again.

Gou Makiji thought, he also stretched out his hand according to his will, and curled the ends of Hyakkimaru's hair between them.

Hyakkimaru turned his head to 'look' at him, Goujuji subconsciously smiled, even though the tip of his nose was still red at the corners of his eyes, even though the person who turned his head couldn't see.

But Gou Juanji still smiled, he stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around Hyakkimaru's waist, and buried his whole face into Hyakkimaru's back, his nasal cavity was instantly filled with the faint aroma of strawberries, which is the same as He smells exactly the same.

A reassuring smell that belonged to Curly, and belonged to the two of them.At this moment, a little police officer ran in and whispered something in Takagi's ear.

Takagi, who was still trying to figure out how to properly interrogate these two DKs who were very cooperative but not completely cooperative, felt that his whole body had been sublimated!

Although he thought that he could communicate by typing on his mobile phone, he hadn't implemented it yet, and he didn't know if this thorny boy would order them a few takeaways of salmon roe, bonito flower, and dried bonito with his mobile phone. At this point, at this time, having caught the murderer is a timely help!

Because they are also two of the suspects, and the two most eye-catching ones, Gojumaki and Hyakkimaru should also join the final trial, so Takagi turned around and prepared to call these two high school students together.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he saw that the eagle policewoman who was originally in the eagle catching chicks was covering her mouth at the moment, standing opposite and looking at the hen and the chicks lovingly.

A hen and chicks are just a mother chicken and chicks.

The silent thorn head hugged the silent black long straight waist from behind, his whole face was buried in the back of the opponent's heart, and the young man surrounded by him lowered his head, his body was abnormally thin Both arms hang down on the sides of the body, and the swords are no longer tense.

Takagi: "..."

Takagi took a deep breath, although he didn't want to break this warm and beautiful picture of a baby chicken wrapped in a mother's bag, but everyone was waiting outside.

He had to play the role of the big villain again, stepped forward, clapped his hands quite wisely, and didn't touch any of them: "Excuse me, both of you."

Hyakkimaru turned his head 'swish', his unfocused taupe eyes 'stared' like Takagi, subconsciously took a step back from Takagi's look.At this time, Gou Juji also reluctantly moved his head away from Hyakkimaru's back, looked at Takagi with cold sweat on his face, and said, "Salmon."

understood.

The conjurer's ears are so keen, Goujuanji and Baiguiwan could hear clearly what the little police officer said while lying next to Gao Mu's ear.

It's just that Hyakkimaru doesn't pay attention to anyone except those he is familiar with, and Goujuanji is still addicted to sticking with Hyakkiwan.

Takagi laughed awkwardly: "I'm really sorry, I took you as suspects, and it took so long."

As he said, he walked out of the room first: "Please follow me."

The dog curly spine stood up and patted Hyakkimaru on the head, "Salmon."

Let's go.

Hyakkimaru tugged at Goujuji's arm, and tilted his head to look at him.

'mayonnaise? '

Do you want to stop?

Gou Juanji shook his head, carefully picked up Hyakkimaru's knife, his eyes fell on it, and said slowly: "Mentaizi."

Don't worry, Mr. Wutiao has asked someone to bring back the finished hand.

"tuna."

So, take it easy, Hyakkimaru.

"Tuna mayo."

We can hold hands forever.

Hyakkimaru lowered his head and 'looked' at the two 'hands' holding together.

Apart from Hyakkimaru and Inumakiji, there were three other people who were called to the lobby, all college students sitting next to Edogawa Conan and the others.

At this moment, Kogoro Mori was leaning on the sofa with his head down, looking like a classic sleeping Kogoro.

The dog's eyes lit up.

'Sleeping Kogoro' is so famous that many conjurers who are too busy to find North have heard of its legendary deeds, and Goujuanji is also one of them who is interested in 'Sleeping Kogoro'.

Unlike Dog Curly, who focused all his attention on Mori Kogoro, Hyakkimaru took the lead in 'looking' at the small ball of fire hiding behind the sofa.

Hyakkimaru: '? '

Hyakkimaru tilted his head, confused.

Although Goujuji's eyes are focused on Mori Kogoro, he has always bound three-point attention to Hyakkimaru. This three-point attention is enough to pull Goujuji away from any interesting things. Open, concentrate on Hyakkimaru.

This time too.

Goujuji's gaze followed Hyakkimaru for an instant, and then he also saw Edogawa Conan hiding behind the sofa.

Well, how to say.

If you have never noticed Edogawa Conan, then just like that piece of air is ignored, people will subconsciously ignore a child squatting there.

But if found...

It's super obvious! ! !

It is so obvious that even if the dog curly spine wants to look away, Edogawa Conan will rush into the field of vision from time to time! !What is this doing? ?

Mr. Mori's assistant? ?

Why hide behind the sofa? ? ?

Goujuanji also tilted his head following Hyakkimaru, confused.

At this time, standing at the corner of the sofa, a former makeup artist named Yamada pointed at Hyakkimaru and Goujuji with an ugly expression, and said angrily, "Didn't the murderer be caught long ago?! We're still here!" What are you doing here!"

The photographer Morishita quickly persuaded: "Don't do this, Yamada, they are not necessarily murderers."

"Indeed." Mori Kogoro finally spoke: "They are indeed not the murderer, the murderer is among the three of you."

"What?!" Another actor Sato 'Teng' stood up from the sofa: "What do you mean!! Are you saying that the three of us killed Nakazawa?!"

Hyakkimaru and Goujuanji turned their heads instantly, and looked behind the sofa at the same time.

The dog curled up and opened its mouth in astonishment: "Gold... tuna..."

Hyakkimaru followed suit and nodded; 'Tuna. '

The child made an uncle's voice!

Is this some double act? !

The reasoning on the other side continues.

"The murderer is among you." Mori Kogoro asked the photographer Morishita: "Let me ask you, how was the relationship between the four of you in college?"

Morishita held his chin and recalled: "I think, our relationship is very good. We are all very good friends."

At this moment, Sato retorted: "That's not true. At that time, Nakazawa wanted to send a film he participated in to the school for selection, but you refused to agree to it, and there was a big fight!"

"It's not because of this that you killed him!"

"Who would kill someone because of this!" Morishita's expression instantly became ugly, "It was Nakazawa's fault that time, because we filmed the film privately, and Yamada's sister even participated in the role! But Yamada's sister just Friendly sponsorship! She doesn't want to show up at all, if Nakazawa sends the film out, it will be considered an infringement of her portrait right without Sister Yamada's consent!!"

"This is clearly the most fundamental issue of principle, okay!" Morishita blushed angrily: "Don't you think so! Yamada!"

Yamada nodded numbly.

"Then." Mori Kogoro waited for them to finish arguing before speaking again: "This time, it's for handling the case, there is no dispute over portrait rights, and I remember that you only recorded you and me, so you can replay the vlog you recorded one more time?"

This time, Morishita quickly agreed: "Of course there is no problem."

The camera was turned on, Morishita appeared first, and then the other three people, with the coffee shop in the background.

There is nothing important about this video, until the end of the video, everyone will focus on Kogoro Mori.

"Mr. Maury?"

Mori Kogoro said again: "Back up and push to where Mr. Nakazawa stands up."

Hearing this, Takagi rewinded the video, and after slowing down, they saw that before Nakazawa stood up, he glanced at his phone, then his face suddenly became ugly, and then he got up and left.

never came back.

Goujuji touches Hyakkimaru's claws, and Hyakkimaru also touches Gouzuchi's claws.

Dog Curly Thorn: "Mentaizi..."

Hyakkimaru: 'Mentaiko...'

Double, double reed!

The two cats and cats held hands, and used the super-high-level body skills of the conjurer to walk quietly ///mi, step by step, walked behind Conan Edogawa, squatted down quietly, hugging his knees Squat together in a row.

Super high-level gymnastics is for you to do this!

Teacher Wutiao gave a thumbs up after hearing this!

Here, Mori Kogoro continued: "Someone sent him a text message, leading Mr. Nakazawa to the bathroom."

So who is sending this message?

"Mr. Yamada, if I remember correctly, you used to be a super high-level makeup artist, and you often gave special effects makeup to actors?" Mori Kogoro changed the subject and fell on Yamada.

"Yes...it's not wrong." Yamada replied, "But I quit a long time ago."

Mori Kogoro ignored Yamada, and just said: "Mr. Nakazawa died from ammonia poisoning, and the ammonia water corroded most of the facial organs, causing disfigurement."

"I heard that Mr. Yamada entered the laboratory to work after graduation?"

Yamada's face changed again: "Mr. Mori suspects that I killed Nakazawa?! Just because I can get ammonia water?!"

"It's not just this." Mori Kogoro's voice was unhurried, "Conan!"

Under the 'watching' of Goujujiji and Hyakkimaru, Edogawa Conan jumped out from behind the sofa: "Ah, big brother! Why are your fingertips hurt?!"

Yamada subconsciously covered the tip of his right finger, where it was all red.

"It was just accidentally burned!"

"Repeated skin contact with low-concentration ammonia water can cause mild dermatitis, which is an acute burn." Kogoro Mouri said: "Hot water can't create such a wound."

Yamada's face turned gray, but he was still stubborn: "What excuse did I use to lure him out! And I never left my seat!!"

Police officer Meguro also asked: "Yes, Brother Mori, Mr. Yamada has never left his seat."

"Of course he doesn't need to leave his seat!" Mori Kogoro said: "As I said before, Yamada is a makeup artist, even a makeup artist who can draw special effects makeup! He just needs to transform himself into another person before the party starts, Arrange ammonia water when entering the bathroom, and block the sanitary opening with a cleaning sign.”

"I guess the ammonia water should be in the toilet tank." Mori Kogoro said, "He just needs to ask Nakazawa to go to the bathroom with the Zhong brand that is blocked in front of the door, open the water tank and reach for things, and he can do it." Killing someone in his own absence."

Yamada was still stubborn: "You reasoned this out yourself! Then what excuse did I use to lure him over!!"

Mori Kogoro said: "It's very simple, you just need to send him a text message, such as {the original film you want is in the bathroom tank, the one with the cleaning sign at the door, go and get it yourself.}"

"In this way, even if Nakazawa will doubt it, he will take a look."

"This is right in your arms!!"

Yamada seemed to be drained of all his strength by these words, and lowered his head in a slumped manner, and said in a low voice: "My sister is also an actress, and she has always wanted to really act in a play of her own."

"So she has been helping us to assist in some plays that will not be published, and gradually she has a relationship with that scumbag Nakazawa."

"I was very happy. My good friend and my sister are together. This should have been a good thing."

"Until one day, that bastard Nakazawa tricked my sister into acting as a 'female///you' in a drama, and lied to her that the drama would not be released like before."

"My silly sister believed it, so when the scene was broadcast on the whole network and Nakazawa won the best award for it, my sister was also recognized by people in the school."

"Guys in school swear at my sister every day, bullying on campus, and some people even carve letters on my sister."

"'cao me' 'I'm a slut' 'female//excellent'"

"Every word is so unsightly. I never thought that a high school student would have such a vicious side."

"After I knew what my sister had encountered in school, she had already jumped from a tall building."

"Isn't that bastard liar Nakazawa responsible for all this?!! If it wasn't because he lied to my sister!!! If it wasn't!!!!"

Yamada knelt down in pain, his face distorted: "If it wasn't for him!!!! My sister would have become an excellent actress!!!!"

"She will realize her lofty dreams!! She will not be bullied at school!!! She was such a popular and good kid at school!!!"

"Her grades are good! She is beautiful, and she has even received an early recommendation from the University of Performing Arts!!!!"

Yamada grabbed his hair with both hands, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose, as if he was in a hurry.

He was still roaring and cursing, but it was clearly not even clear: "That bastard..."

"That bastard ruined my sister..."

"An Caiming is such a good girl... An Cai... An Caiming has such a bright future..."

The entire coffee shop fell into a deathly silence, and everyone silently looked at Zhihong's crazy brother who was in endless pain.

Hyakkimaru raised his head instantly, and a bright red, huge monster slowly crawled out from the shadow behind Yamada.

A small whisper that ordinary people can't hear came from that shadow: "...Brother...Brother..."

"Brother... Brother, I'm in so much pain..."

"Brother... brother..."

The monstrously deformed giant curse spirit crawled up Yamada's back, murmuring over and over again.

——It’s Yasuya Yamada.

The curse spirit of sister Yamada catalyzed by brother Yamada's resentment.

— Level [-].

Yamada's expression suddenly became dazed. He raised his head slightly, as if he heard his sister's voice, and stretched out his hand to scratch the air: "Ancai...is that you, Ancai?"

"Have you come back to find me? Ancai—?"

A morbid smile slowly appeared on Yamada's face: "Brother, did you do the right thing? My brother took revenge on Ancai for you!!!"

"Are you here to take me away, Ancai!!!"

Yamada Ancai tightened her arms around Brother Yamada, and her murmur turned into a scream: "—Brother!!!!"

The dog Juanji stood up abruptly, pulled down his collar, ignoring his unhealed throat, and shouted: "Go away!!"

Yamada Yasuca seemed to be hit by some invisible energy for an instant, broke through the window and flew out backwards.

At the same time, the dog Curlythorn covered his throat and coughed dryly.

Hyakkimaru grabbed the dog's waist and threw the man on his back. He didn't care about it and turned around in an instant with "what happened to the grass" "Why are these two weirdos behind me" "Who am I where am I" Conan Edogawa jumped out after chasing the curse spirit who flew away through the broken window.

Brother Yamada, who could no longer hear any sound, fell to his knees on the ground, his hands still grasping something indiscriminately: "Ancai, Ancai—"

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