Half-blood mixed rice daily

The deceased was Mr. Shigeoka, deputy director of the museum.

The corpse sat on the sofa, holding a fruit knife and stabbing it in his heart, tears streaming down his face, looking at the void in front of him full of horror and pain.

It's like being manipulated by someone, and in an absolutely awake state, feeling the death that I gave myself.

The curious young detectives were truly frightened by the horror of the deputy curator's shocking psychological shadow—the specific performance was that the three of them were frightened and cried together.

"So children's curiosity should be limited." Osamu Dazai sneered, "This... Dr. Ali? You'd better take the children out with you? Also, don't just see the murder scene like this Come up happily, you deserve to be scared, huh?"

"Hey! Don't go too far!" Hui Yuanai hugged Yoshida Ayumi and glared at Osamu Dazai angrily, "They are already scared!"

"Isn't it self-inflicted?" Osamu Dazai said in a cold tone, "If you don't have a strong enough psychological pressure ability, you should learn to recognize yourself and let it go? You adults who let children run around are also responsible ?"

"Stop making noise!" Conan yelled angrily, and then turned to the helpless staff, "I don't know if this is a suicide or a homicide, if it was a homicide, the murderer is probably still in the museum, please call the police immediately and seal off the museum to protect the scene! "

Overwhelmed by the momentum of the elementary school students, the adult staff hurriedly followed Conan's request.

Xiao Yousheng couldn't help complaining: "...so skilled."

Officer Yasui of the Yokohama Police Department quickly led people to the scene.

Probably because he had contacted Police Officer Megure in advance, Yasui had already received a hint from his colleague in Tokyo: There is a kid named Edogawa Conan who will always find details that ordinary people can't find, so if you see him at the scene, please Do not evict directly.

Most of the people who come to the museum on weekends are students, there are also some young men and women who are dating, people who are simply interested in art, and... foreigners?

All in all, not many people.

Xiao Yousheng was held by Dazai like a doll and sat on the base of a bronze statue, watching the other party playing games boredly.

His red eyes swept across the restless crowd, and You Sheng also took out his phone and started editing text messages.

Dazai glanced at the other party's phone screen, and exclaimed softly in Xiao Yousheng's ear: "Wow, he is such a powerful guy."

"Yeah, it's the same as the news I received recently. It's really troublesome for foreign organizations to deal with it, and they don't understand the hard work of local people at all."

"You are not...a neutral intelligence dealer, why do you want to work for others for nothing?"

"So it's not asking if the Supernatural Secret Service Division should pay for their hard work."

Edogawa Conan, who handed over the crime scene to the police and came out to find clues, stood still in front of the bronze statue.

"After such a terrible murder happened, you are still in the mood to play games. Your psychological quality is really strong."

Dazai, who was sneered at by insinuations, smiled sweetly: "That situation is obviously a suicide. You call it [homicide] because you think that Deputy Director Shigeoka must have committed suicide?"

"No one would commit suicide in such a painful way." Edogawa Conan looked serious.

"But in the end, both you and the police will only attribute this matter to [suicide] - because you can't find evidence of homicide." The red eyes of Xiao Yousheng wearing a black mask reflected the sharpness of the little detective. With a scrutiny, he couldn't help but tease the other party and gave a clue, "Although the prisoner is among those people."

Conan, who had no clue, looked stunned, and his tone was a bit eager: "You already know who the murderer is?!"

impossible!Someone actually learned the truth earlier than him!

unless……

"Do you know the prisoner?" The little detective said in a serious tone, "After all, you even know the bomber at the entrance of the art gallery."

"Because my family's business also includes engaging in intelligence." Xiao Yousheng was very straightforward, "So I know much more than ordinary people like you. Anyway, I have already asked the organization in charge of this matter to intervene. If the other party doesn't care, then that's the end of it——I don't have any boring sense of justice."

Dazai couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Pfft. There is no boring sense of justice...then why did you leak the news to those over there?"

"Because someone interrupted our happy weekend, Dazai."

Dazai who was caught off guard by being teased: ...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Conan, who was put on play again, rubbed the goosebumps on his body with chills: ...

For some reason, it reminded me of that sports car-mouthed Shiina Layton Yousheng.

"So who is the prisoner?" Conan couldn't be as relaxed as the two when it came to the murder case, "If I don't say anything, I'll yell that you know the prisoner and bring the police here, okay?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Officer Yasui, who was mentioned by Conan, walked out of the phone with a solemn expression.

"Yes, ok, so that's how it is... I understand, this is the arrangement."

Yasui closed the phone, waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "The scene is completely sealed off! The ban will be lifted in half an hour! Sorry, it is necessary to solve the case, and citizens are requested to cooperate!"

"Eh? Why is this!" A foreign female reporter with light blonde long straight hair stood up, holding a press card in her hand, dissatisfied and arrogant, "I have another interview appointment this morning! I have already cooperated with you if you don't want to report this news immediately." What else is there! This is restricting personal freedom!"

"We're just working..." required.

The little police officer guarding the crowd stood in front of the foreign woman, swayed for a while, and then reached for the gun pouch on his waist.

Before it was too late, a black, gray and blue shadow rushed out!

"Dazai!"

The policeman who was about to draw his gun was kicked backwards, and when he fell over, the handcuffs around his waist were taken away and his hands were pinned to the ground.

The crowd retreated in an uproar!

Officer Yasui subconsciously drew his gun: "Assaulting the police?"

"Officer Yasui, don't misunderstand, Xiao Yousheng just stopped a more troublesome chaos." Dazai walked up to the female reporter with ease, and put one hand on the woman's shoulder, taking advantage of the fact that the other party's ability was invalidated. The other hand dexterously took away the pistol, gun and knife in the opponent's bag. The knife was stuffed in the trouser pocket, and the muzzle of the gun was on the back of the female reporter's head. Guess, you are a supernatural power user of the spiritual department, right? Manipulating the disobedient deputy curator to make him [suicide] so tragically, to deter other informants."

"You...what are you talking about!"

"Lianna, A-level supernatural power user, supernatural ability is to control the mind and body of others by watching, and can only control one person at a time." You Sheng stood up from behind the unlucky little policeman and moved his feet, "Belongs to the golden organization , The organization is mainly engaged in the reselling of smuggled cultural relics, I am afraid that because the price has not been negotiated or simply wants to renege on the debt, it will come up with such a [suicide news] that will definitely be published in the newspaper."

The beast-like black narrow vertical pupils appeared in those red eyes: "In short, let's talk about the details after entering the Supernatural and Special Affairs Division."

"The Supernatural Secret Service!" The woman turned pale with cold sweat, "Are you from the Supernatural Secret Service?!... No, even if you are a member of the Supernatural Secret Service, you can't do anything to me without a search order! You have no evidence of my ability to use it at all!!!"

"Is that why you act during the day, miss?" Dazai chuckled, "It's a pity that we are not members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but we just don't want to see you manipulating the police to shoot and cause more deaths... ...Ah, are you looking for the dagger in the bag? Too bad I confiscated it. By the way, I found this gun from her bag, Officer Yasui—”

It is impossible for the police officer in Yokohama not to know about the supernatural beings and the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Listening to the words of these two elementary school students and high school students who suddenly jumped out, he has roughly understood the ins and outs.

"It's a pity, Miss Lianna." Officer Yasui stepped forward, "I hope you can show a gun carrying permit at the police station."

"Damn...!"

"Ah, Officer Yasui, I suggest you cover this lady's eyes." Dazai did not let go of the woman's hand, "Her supernatural power can control anyone's actions, at least covering her eyes will be safer."

"Thank you for letting me know."

"No, you can't...!"

The woman was like a crazy beast, struggling hysterically, and gave Dazai a hard elbow!

"Well!"

"what--!"

At the same time that Dazai was groaning, the woman was also grabbed by Xiao Yousheng's front and thrown over her shoulder hard!

"I said, who gave you the guts to hurt me?" The seven-year-old boy stepped on the woman's shoulder, ruthlessly crushed him, and looked down at the screaming woman. , It's completely villainous, "It's decided, if you haven't been detained by the Supernatural Secret Service before eight o'clock tonight, I will make that golden organization completely disappear from the world tonight."

Officer Yasui: ...

"There's no need to say such harsh words in public..." The corners of Anjing's mouth twitched, "Could you please go to the police station with me?"

Feeling the sight of the elementary school student of death behind him who was about to be held in place by the amount of information until his brain exploded, You Sheng decisively chose to pretend to be forceful and run away.

"alright."

——Get on the police car and say what you have to say, and you will be able to get off the car in less than one stop and continue to enjoy this weekend with your adolescent jealous Zai Zai.