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The next month was a very "easy day".

In addition to the cases that exist in Tokyo itself, the manga also honestly takes Conan as the main perspective, updating more than 40 murder cases.

Although these cases are not difficult to solve, the police spend a lot of time on the road every day, which makes the police spend almost half of the time in the police car, and cannot find time to solve three meals a day.

——Because the calls to the police are too frequent.

At least two calls a day to the Metropolitan Police Department, and more often than not, five calls were made. It was difficult for them to even sit in their chairs for a while after a class search, let alone a safe meal.

"My waist..." Ping Daoyang was sitting in the police car, passing a section of bumpy road, almost vomiting his soul.

As we all know, it is not comfortable to stay in the car for a long time and do not move. Most of the drivers have herniated discs due to this. If this continues, the police may also follow in the footsteps of herniated discs.

"Well, just bear with it, we'll be there soon." Datehang straightened Pingdaoyang's crooked head and threw him a bottle of water. "Slow down, it'll be soon."

"I said before that the frequency of crimes here is not as high as that of Shenbin." Ping Daoyang took two sips of water, his voice choked up slightly. "Now it seems that I was wrong. Mihua is not as peaceful as Kamihama. Your Mihua is more dangerous than our Kamihama."

Two to five phone calls a day is really unbearable, depending on the incidence of homicides, it is also a miracle that the police did not follow suit.

【Hahahahahaha Police Officer Hirashima, hurry back to Kamihama!】

【Welcome to the simple rice flower town!】

[Actually, you just need to stay away from Xiao Ke, stay away from Xiao Ke, Mihua Town will not be so dangerous (dog head). 】

【In front, Brother Keyang is a policeman, he always needs to contact Mr. Conan. 】

[What's the matter, anyway, everyone is the god of death, and they all choose one of the three. Brother Yang and Xiao Ke are each other. 】

The barrage is lively.

Date, who couldn't see the comics and barrage, just reached out and touched Hirashima Yang's head as a comfort.

In fact, he doesn't understand why there are so many cases in Tokyo recently.

But in any case, if the residents call the police, they will definitely call the police, which is exactly the duty of the police.The best they can do now is sit in the police car and think about those peaceful days that didn't exist.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the police car stopped at the gate of Didan Middle School.

They stepped out of the police car, and the deceased had already been carried out on a stretcher. His body was covered with a white cloth, and only a left hand with a star bracelet hanging from the gap, the nails were bruised.

poison?

Ping Daoyang stopped half-stretched, and took a few steps to get closer.

He lifted the layer of white cloth, and the appearance of the deceased was exposed to the sunlight.

It was a very beautiful girl. Except for the slightly messy hair caused by being transported, the rest of her body was still intact, her clothes were exquisite, and her makeup was perfect.

Hirashima Yang reached out and rubbed the face of the deceased, and wiped off the foundation, revealing the original skin color underneath.

It was a rather pale complexion.

He twirled the remaining foundation on his fingertips, took off his sunglasses and said, "Remove her makeup."

……

[The deceased’s body—pale complexion, bruised nails (anemia symptoms), slightly sunken cheeks (loss of appetite), sunken eye sockets (spiritual depression), blood in the mouth, and blue lips (poisoning phenomenon). ]

[Star bracelet—a silver bracelet with a total of 16 stars (gifted by boyfriend). ]

[School uniform—the school uniform of Didan Middle School, brand new, the skirt has been changed, and the length of the skirt is shorter than the average school uniform skirt (love beauty). ]

After removing the make-up, information about the deceased quickly flooded into his brain. Hirashima Yang turned to look at the police officer carrying the stretcher, "Where did she die?"

"Class." The police officer carrying the stretcher answered him. "It is said that he collapsed during the class. He kept vomiting blood from his mouth. After convulsing for a few minutes, he lost his breath."

—Sounds like an accident.

Hirashima held his chin.

The only doubt is, why did the school directly call the police in this situation?

You must know that no matter whether it is the original case in Tokyo or the case recorded in the manga, no minor has ever been killed in school.As a school, Didan Middle School can be said to have its own protective barrier.

Then, in such a situation where the case had never happened before and the deceased died in a manner very similar to an acute attack, why didn't the school's first response be to call an ambulance?

"Who is calling the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"It's the teacher of the deceased's class, Ryuya Cangshan." Yi Dahang flipped through the records at hand, "Oh, there's also a little boy, Sanhejie, and a little girl, Baizhuming."

The reporter, Cangshan Ryuya, was 32 years old and was the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-].

The reporter, Sanhejie, was 16 years old and a student in Class [-], Grade [-].

The reporter, Bai Zhuming, was 16 years old and a student in Class [-], Grade [-].

"Take the three informants back first, and ask the boss to send a few people to search the deceased's home." Ping Daoyang twisted his neck, "The deceased was sent back to the Metropolitan Police Department for an autopsy, and Ida and I went to the crime scene first. have a look."

At [-]:[-] p.m., Hirashima Yang and Date Hang stepped into Class [-], Grade [-].

Due to the homicide, the students in this class have been emptied long ago, leaving only empty classrooms at this moment.

The place where the deceased died was by the window, so the nearby tables and chairs had been overturned.The nearest table lay sprawled on the floor, one leg covered in dried blood.

The white line where the deceased fell down has been drawn, and standing near the foot of the white line, Hirashima is facing the position where the deceased's head is.

A large amount of splattered blood was scattered on the ground, stuck to the books, and stuck to the table, which could vaguely show the horror of Qingchuan Oo vomiting blood at that time.

It's just that despite such a large amount of blood, the body of the deceased was not stained at all, and remained delicate.

——This can no longer be explained by Amy.

Ping Daoyang has also experienced near-death. He has experienced the feeling that even if the brain is blurred before death, the muscles are still struggling subconsciously.

There is only one way to deal with this signal to survive, and that is when other thoughts in the mind overwhelm the idea of ​​survival.

Kiyokawa Oo is an extreme pursuit of beauty.

At the same time, Itahang handed over an open note, with anger hidden in his expression, "Here, this belongs to the deceased."

Idahang has never been so angry, Hirashima Yang took notes cautiously for a while.

The diary with a pure white cover was turned to the first page.

[Today is the first day of dating with Sanhe-kun, Sanhe-kun is worthy of being a classmate, gentle and polite. ]

[On the second day of dating, Sanhe-kun brought me a bouquet of roses. ]

[On the seventh day of dating, I seem to have gotten a little fatter, Mr. Sanhe laughed at me, he really has no eyesight. ]

[Interaction No....]

Hirashima Yang kept flipping back, and finally saw something different in the middle pages of the diary.

[After dating No.30 for three days, I broke up with Sanhe-kun, is my appearance really that bad? ]

[No. 30 five days, I tried to save Sanhe-kun, but failed. ]

[No.30 six days, failed. ]

[No.30 seven days, failure. ]

[No. 40 days, Sanhe-kun and Mingjiang are together. Sure enough, Sanhe-kun likes petite women, but dark and tall girls like me really can't. ]

Girls who are confident in their appearance begin to doubt themselves amid constant verbal attacks, and then begin to feel inferior.

"There are more in the back." Date Hang said. "You are not in good health, remember to pay attention to your mentality."

Hirashima Yang paused, and turned backwards according to the words.

[Teacher Cangshan is really a good person, he actually encouraged me, the height cannot be changed, but it will be perfect if it is whiter and more beautiful. ]

[The teacher came to see me again, and helped me make up lessons, brought a lot of snacks, and brought me a bracelet. ]

[Today the teacher was drinking and made the wrong phone call, and cried to me about the difficulties of life. ]

[teacher……]

After a long list of what the teacher said, Hirashima Yang saw a line on the fourth to last page of the diary that made his eyes widen.

[——I am dating the teacher, I will try my best to become white and beautiful, and become the teacher's favorite appearance. ]

Hirashima Yang: "..."

How did this kind of scum who preyed on little girls become a teacher?

He closed the notes with a snap, and took out the handcuffs around his waist. He always felt that his handcuffs should be tied to something, such as Cangshan Ryuya's wrists, which seemed very suitable to him.

What kind of hatred or grievance caused a little girl to fall from one big pit into another big pit.Qing Chuanxu's extremely morbid pursuit of beauty is inseparable from these two men who intentionally or unintentionally play with mind control.

There was nothing else to explore in the entire classroom, and there were no clues related to the case on the seats of Sanhejie and Baizhuming. Hirashima Yang and Datehang discussed it and decided to go to the teacher's office to have a look.

Through the corridor, at the end is the teacher's office.

The two of them pushed open the door, and there was no one in the office at the moment.

"This is a history teacher." Itahang picked up some messy textbooks on the table, "It's still about European history."

Then he opened the textbook and looked at the page with the pink bookmark, "In the middle of the nineteenth century, green became popular in Europe..."

Mid nineteenth century?green?

Hirashima Yang was stunned.

He looked at the pink bookmark with a heart drawn on it, unlike Cangshan Longye's preference.Moreover, this kind of love affair always has to be hidden from outsiders, and Cang Shanlong, as the superior in the relationship, can't do such a stupid thing by himself.

——So the bookmark was placed by the deceased, and the deceased had read this textbook.

Hirashima Yang's expression was weird for a moment.

"...Hope it's not what I thought it would be."

When green was popular in Europe in the [-]th century, an arsenic dye called Paris Green was popular. The point is that arsenic is highly toxic.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Miwako Sato, who went to the deceased's house to search for evidence, stepped into the Metropolitan Police Department.

She didn't choose a good time when she went, it was just in time for the rain outside, even though the police car had an umbrella, now she was half wet when she entered the door.

Mu Mu Shisan, who had been waiting in the hall, stifled the cigarette in his hand, "Thank you, Sato."

"It's nothing hard." Miwako Sato shook her head, "Officer Hirashima and the others are back? I found something good."

"They're in the conference room."

"Then I'll go to them first, Megure Police Department." Sato Miwako said.

"Go."

Then the female police officer trotted towards the meeting room.

Megushisan stood in the lobby, looking at Miwako Sato's back, and for a moment thought of Kuze who was transferred to the Ministry of Communications due to injury eight years ago.

...I don't know how Kuze is doing in the Ministry of Communications.

Thirteen thoughts at night.

And Kuze, who was missed by Megushisan, had a pretty good life in the Ministry of Communications.

Because of a hand injury, she was not assigned to the field, but stayed in the headquarters to deal with traffic tickets. In the past seven years, she has even climbed to the position of supplementary in the police department.

The traffic department has a good environment and gives preferential treatment to the injured, so the chairs were replaced with soft chairs, so that Kuze, who deals with tickets every day, can live as comfortably as possible.

On the monitoring screen, a blond man driving a Mazda flew across the screen, the speed of which made every traffic policeman's blood pressure soar.

Kuze straightened up from the soft chair.

"The license plate number... 7310?"

The license plate number was too familiar, and without looking up, Jiu Shi deftly pressed the delete button to delete this section of monitoring, and processed the ticket in the system.

The model is Mazda RX-7, the license plate number is 7310.

Owner, Bourbon, a member of the Black Organization.

——The code-named lord at her head.

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The author has something to say:

Do you remember Kuze?

It is the character who appeared in the death case of Ryota Toyota.

Raising my claws to wipe my sweat, I finally recovered part of the copywriting.

As for the plot, don’t worry, there are at least two-thirds of it left unwritten, and we Yinglan, Wangwang and the like haven’t even appeared yet!

感谢在2022-06-0921:55:10~2022-06-1021:03:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of tonic water; 6 bottles of toothpaste; 5 bottles of Broken Time, Chocolate Buffy, Xiaoji Qingxiang burning Chuzhu;

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