When the United States and the United States are miserably bound to the barrage system

The cup in his hand was already empty, and when he pushed open the wooden door again, the outside world changed drastically.

The next store was full of people on the third floor and the third floor outside. The sound of the police siren overwhelmed the sound of the wind chimes that Zhongyuan Zhongya rang when he pushed the door, and stopped by the road.

The familiar fat police officer Mumu opened the car door and walked down, followed by Sato and Takagi who were also resident characters at the scene of the case.

"The police here are so busy." Zhong Yuan, who walked to the side, also glanced over there.

Tsugawa Haruka, who also saw Police Officer Megure, nodded: "After all, there are many criminals."

Not to mention anything else, in this city shrouded in the halo of death, the police are really busy.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who is also a 'criminal', also shifted his eyes.

He felt that it would be better not to mention his occupation for the time being, although PortMafia named Mafia is actually an official organization.

The cake shop was not far from the scene of the accident, and the noise of the crowd and the continuous shutter sound gradually became louder.The vehicles speeding by the side of the road don't stop for other people's tragedies, everyone is a hasty passerby in other people's lives.

In a city that is not vast, it is already considered rare luck to meet them twice.

The orange-haired cadre's blue eyes paused in the noise, and then looked to the side.

From the very first meeting, I felt the familiar atmosphere, as well as the unrepeatable sense of disengagement.

The silver-haired boy looked at the crowd, his rose-red eyes were flat and without any waves.He's never put himself into the din, or at all needs to.

That indifference to human beings has not changed from the beginning to the end.

Probably aware of his gaze, the silver-haired boy turned his head and turned his face slightly. There seemed to be some interest in those rose red eyes.

Then he stared at the hat on his head delicately and said.

"What's the matter, Mr. Nakahara?" Tsukawa Haruka was thinking about whether this hat has the same function as the height increase pad.

"...Why are you looking at my hat like that! What's wrong with my hat! What's wrong with my hat!"

"Hats have the function of shading and keeping warm. They can be matched with clothes, and some hats can also modify the shape of the face..."

"Answer my question directly, brat!"

Jin Chuanyao, who often plays Tai Chi and doesn't tell the truth, shrugged. This was requested by Chuya himself.

"If you want to look taller, it's better to wear high heels." In terms of efficiency, high heels are more useful than hats, and they can shape your legs. This is his real experience in women's clothing, "or high heels plus height pads and hats triple combination."

"I knew it." Nakahara Chuya raised his forehead, and he knew that what was omitted was definitely not a good word.

Jinchuan Haruka felt that the problem was not with him anyway: "It's you who wants to hear it even though you know it won't make you happy."

"But some things can't be solved if you just don't listen." Sighing, Zhongyuan Zhong also touched the brim of his hat and raised his eyebrows, "In short, I have almost understood the situation."

"What do you mean?" Tsunami asked.

In fact, he almost guessed something.

The most basic thing is to estimate that most of Chuya's "Rantangli" friends are indeed himself.

How interesting, according to the available information, it was "Hiragi May" that appeared in Yokohama four years ago, and in the eyes of everyone, it was "Hiragi May" who was a girl.

He became more and more curious about what his past in Yokohama was like.

"Want to know?" Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his business card and shook it, "I have something to do now, how about we talk after exchanging a contact information?"

"..." Haruka Tsukawa paused.

At that moment, Tsukawa Haruka's eyes changed.

"You..." It's not such a personal setting!

Shouldn't Zhong Yuanzhong be a cutie who will be played around by the script team?Although he is not a script team, he is still a charlatan who has cheated the script team. How did he become like this?

He felt that he was here to fish, but it seemed that he was caught as a fish.

And he sure looks like he's taking the bait—it's fun, after all!

"Use the desire of the client as a bait, even if it is a conspiracy, the other party will voluntarily fall into the trap." Sighing, Zhong Yuan turned around, and he threw the business card between his fingers behind him.

"A friend of mine told me."

The hand with the black glove waved back, and the figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.

And Tsukawa Haruka took the business card without looking at it in a hurry.

The inhuman Mafia cadre blended into the crowd, while the silver-haired boy stood outside the din.

There seemed to be a little light in those rose red eyes.

"Interesting." He put away the business card and put it in his pocket.

Then slowly opened the live broadcast room.

Cases are coming, people are coming, let's just broadcast it live.

Come here.

[The broadcast has started! 】

[My mother asked me why chasing recorded broadcasts is like chasing live broadcasts. 】

[Every time the broadcast starts according to the timing of the development of the plot, the host is really very thoughtful...]

【Why!It's far away! 】

[Compared to the dangerous daily life of the other two, Yaoyao's place is more comfortable, it's just a case. 】

[That's right, it's just everyday dead people. 】

[Good guys, what's wrong with you, this is a dead person, a dead person! 】

[Long time no see, Yaoyao!I miss you to death, woo woo woo woo——]

Tsugawa Haruka was silent, he felt that the barrage was 'missing him to death'.

Follow the most energy-saving route through the crowd. At this time, the crime scene has been cordoned off in yellow.

Police officer Megure, Sato and Takagi just saw, as well as the permanent residents of the scene, Moori Kogoro, Conan and Xiaolan.

And Mori Kogoro was talking to Police Officer Megure about the situation at the scene.

"The deceased Shimada Taro was the owner of the flower shop. He took a sip of water before he died, and then fell down clutching his heart." Mori Kogoro said, "The witnesses were the clerk Hayashida Makoto, and the customer Okamoto Sakae who was buying flowers. , and Makoto Nomura, the clerk who ran errands for the deceased."

"The deceased's water glass was placed on the table at the front desk. The three people who passed the water glass before the deceased's death are all suspects!" Conan said, lying on the table and staring at the brown circle imprinted by the tea stains.

"Is that so, so the murderer is one of these three people?" Officer Mu Mu turned around and asked.

Mori Kogoro waved his hand: "No, no, no! I already know who the murderer is!"

"The only ones who know the habits of the deceased and use them are those who are familiar with him! So it can only be the clerk, but at that time the only clerk in the store was Makoto Hayashida!" Mori Kogoro stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the male clerk with the younger sister's head.

"I didn't!" Lin Tianzhen waved his hands in a panic, and he said anxiously, "If you know the boss well, Mr. Okamoto is too! Besides, the boss caused Mr. Okamoto to go bankrupt, and the suspicion of Mr. Okamoto is even more serious. so big!"

Sakae Okamoto retorted: "According to this, isn't Nomura who was cheated out of money by Shimada too?" He looked at the clerk who came in behind, and said sarcastically, "It's really okay to be willing to work in his shop after being cheated of money. Any other plans?"

Makoto Nomura snorted, "Isn't Lin Tian the same? Shimada withheld wages for three months. I remember you need the money urgently, right?"

"Really?" Police officer Mu Mu showed peasy eyes.

From the moment Mori Kogoro opened his mouth, he knew that Conan, who was absolutely dishonest, showed half-moon eyes.

"The main mystery of this case is who put the medicine in the water glass, but the water glass is not sealed, anyone who passes by will be suspected..." Conan was thinking with some distress.

He jumped off the table and was just about to ask if there was surveillance, when he saw a familiar silver-haired boy standing outside the yellow line.

And the eyes of the silver-haired boy looked at Nomura Makoto quietly.

Conan frowned.

'Has Tsukawa found the murderer again? ? ? ? 'His pupils trembled,' This is too fast! '

Speaking of which, when did he come? !

[Conan: My useless place is gone? ! 】

[Hahahahaha Xiao Ke. 】

[I feel sorry for Xiao Ke, isn't this directly deciphered? Hahahahaha. 】

【Yaoyao stared at Nomura, solved the case, it was Nomura. 】

[Is there anyone else betting on the murderer?I bet on that guy! 】

[Laughing, reasoning and reasoning, all the correct answers are given! 】

【Yaoyao really knows everything! 】

Tsukawa Haruka, who consciously stared at the murderer because the witch's hickey was too conspicuous: Yes, I know.

Familiar feeling, familiar barrage.

Anyway, it's not bad to get rid of the hair knife haha.

The author has something to say: Yaoyao: As long as you don’t attack the main body, everything else is fine

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To be honest, if you really don’t have a sense of CP, you can watch it as a friendship

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of a salted fish that lost its dream; 550799481 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!