A Sorcerer in the Detective World

Morning, 8:40.

Cup police station, inside the apron.

As soon as a helicopter landed on the ground, the helicopter door was opened and the police officer and Ishikawa also walked down from the helicopter. At the same time, he almost fell to the ground.

Before the helicopter, the white bird, Saburo, who was waiting for him, and a police officer who had searched for four lessons, quickly watched the police officers and two of them, and then worriedly asked: "See the police officer, Ishikawa police officer, what are you two?" How is the face so bad? Need to go to the hospital to see?"

what happened? This is a special helicopter sitting... oh! I will cry if I continue.

Seeing the police officer and Ishikawa also barely stood firm, and then witnessed the police officer reaching out and pressing the hat on his head, and waved his hand: "...we have nothing to do with us, the white bird police officer, the target character Fu Tianqing, Shu Yunwen Where are they now?"

"...Do they?" The white bird police officer snorted and helped the police officer to answer. "... According to the latest information, they just finished their breakfast at the Cup City Hotel. Now it seems that they are going to Mr. Kitagawa, a colleague of Hideaki Dongda. Family……"

“Going to Mr. Beichuan’s house?” The police officer shook his eyes slightly. “...what did they go to at the home of Mr. Beichuan?”

"For the time being, I don't know." The white bird police officer shook his head. Shichuanke also sighed and said: "...Is it true that they have hidden Mr. Dong Tian, ​​Sato police officer, and Takagi police officer in Mr. Bei Chuan's house?"

"Well... forget it, don't want to be that much. Since they went to Mr. Beichuan's house, let's hurry and see the situation!"

Ishikawa also said, sorted out some messy clothes, walked two steps forward, and then...

"piaji" fell to the ground...

"Oh..." I watched the police officer twitch two times and grabbed the arm of the white bird police officer. "White bird police officer, please help me..."

Mommy! This is the lesson of the past! He doesn't want to play flat, but it's too humiliating...

......

Morning, 8:45.

Cupo-cho, outside the porch of the Kitagawa family, Conan, Shimizu, and Takagi, as well as yawning, Stephan, Yuantai, and Guangyan stood together and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang for a while, but there was no one in the door. Step by step, Lolita squinted and said: "...No one is going to open the door? Isn’t Mr. Beichuan not at home?"

"Oh... I think he should be inside?" Conan the little ghost with his hands behind his head, replied casually, "...you look at the living room, the windows there are open, Mr. Beichuan is living alone. If you go out, you will definitely close the window. In addition, the newspaper in the mailbox has been taken away, which means that he has already gotten up..."

Conan Xiaogui was talking. Suddenly, he only heard the voice of "coming here" in the entrance, and then the door was opened. Beichuan probed it out and looked a little worried:

"...you are...the police officer of yesterday? Are you still looking for me? I have told you everything I know..."

"This, this... We still have some details, I want to ask you for advice..." Takagi scratched his head and smiled. Conan and the watery eyes of the water had fallen to the hands of Beichuan, and they saw the thumb of Beichuan’s right hand. After putting a band-aid on it, I smiled on my face.

Sure enough, the murderer is this guy!

Beichuan didn't care about Conan's and Shishui's eyes, and frowned and answered Gao Mu's words: "...Details? What is it?"

Beichuan’s words, Conan and Yueshui Qizheng are preparing to reveal the truth. Suddenly, they heard a rush of brakes from outside.

Conan turned their heads together and saw a series of black cars parked outside the door. Then one black man suit came out of the car and walked from the wall door to the entrance, and stood up.

These people are... violent groups?

Conan and Yueshui Qiuqi have some understanding of the characteristics of the members of the violent regiment. They recognize it at a glance. What are the people of these violent regiments doing here?

Conan, they are wondering, two people who seem to be violent cadres have stood in front of an extended luxury car, opened the back door of the car, slightly covered, made a "please" gesture, followed by two big ones Xiao Sandao, their very familiar figure, walked down from the car, and then it was another familiar voice:

"...I said, Conan, Yuan Tai, Bumei, Guang Yan! What are your four little devils doing? Hehehe... You think that the school regulations are less, right?!"

"Hey... Yunwen brother? Counting beautiful sisters? And... Grays?" Conan, Yuan Tai and other little ghosts twitched, a bit collapsed.

Mommy! What is the ghost situation? How can people who come down from the car be Shu Yunwen?

These people are not triads! How did Shu Yunwen mix with them? What the **** is going on?

......

8:50 am.

Cup Art Museum, inside the men's bathroom.

Meihezi’s legs were tightly sandwiched, and he looked up at his watch and sighed: “...hey! It’s still ten minutes until nine o’clock. It looks like Gaomu, they can’t catch it...”

"... Mr. Dong Tian is sorry, we have tried our best. The museum opened at nine o'clock, and the cleaning staff should come to the bathroom to clean it before, and we will definitely be discovered when we arrive..."

"Oh... thank you." Dong Tian Yingming looked at Tang Tang and smiled reluctantly.

Mei Hezi glanced at Dong Tian and then continued: "...I am sorry that you can't catch the plane. However, I swear I will catch the murderer and elute the suspect on you!"

Meihezi’s words fell, and suddenly he said: “...in the words, it’s noisy outside, I feel like there are so many people, and I’m still playing music... Is there so much for the guests in this museum?”

"Oh... I didn't think... There are no households near this museum. No one is coming..." Dong Tianzheng spoke. Suddenly, the voice of the microphone came from outside:

"...Hello everyone, then we will bid farewell to this 40-year-old Art Museum, and there are still 10 minutes left. This time, we will use the bomb tropics developed by the famous genius scientist Dr. Ayi. Rainbow, draw a period to the museum, give it the most brilliant and beautiful colorful ending!"

"Uh……"

Inside the bathroom, Mihiko and Higashida, listening to the sound from the microphone, are all awesome.

Ok, bomb the museum with a bomb? ! Are you kidding me? !

We are still inside the art gallery!

Two people were slamming in the middle, and there was a faint scream of cheers from the crowd. The bursts of cheers fell in the ears of the United States and the children. They always felt like a group of people shouting in unison, "Fighting them~ killing them." They ~ killed them"...