Conan's Organization No. 3

"Yes," the part of the service is slightly nodd from the White Emperor, and continue to turn around to see the people of the house.

"However, in fact, people you want to kill at the time are not Miss, but Mr. Fujita."

"What is going on?" Mao Li Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"Uncle, isn't you forgotten, Mr. Fujita has received a card about the initial version last night."

When I heard this sentence, Mr. Fujita couldn't help but a drop of cold sweat.

"Yes, that letter is actually written by Mr. Huaye, but did not expect that Miss Xi Zi was discovered his secrets, so he decided to use the car library to kill the Miss Miss.

Then, Mr. Ye also moved the machine, and came up with the pull-up of the plug to cause power outages, and attack Mr. Fuji in the dark. "

Hearing here, Maori Xiaolang couldn't help but nod.

"It turns out, so only the evidence of the crime is left when it is the third time."

"If the trick is made by Mr. Hua, who is in the kitchen, it should be a light, that is, after the three time series, the most likely is the most likely to be a case, Mr. You.

Chapter 155 Conan, No, Koi!

It's just not waiting for the part to finish, and the face of the face, and the leaves of the face suddenly looked up, and they looked at the principle of the service.

"Well, then you will give me the evidence. Since you are so sure, you should hold evidence."

"Of course!" When the part of the department, the house was as long as a clown constantly changing his face.

"And Miss, Miss, saw something in your room yesterday during your room."

"what?"

Maori Xiaofeng is eager to ask.

"What is the most good at Formothy?"

The department did not speak, but the white emperor next to it was, and the smile asked, so that the house leaf researchers suddenly.

"The second question, what is the lady of Dr. Huasheng?"

Bai Emperor continued to ask, so that the leaves were suddenly irritated, and they shouted to the white emperor.

"How did you suddenly ask me?"

"Al, is it wrong with you?"

The part of the servant is looking at his households, and asked,

"Do you have a quiz roll that Writing Messe of Formo?"

The pupil of the household leaf is shrinking. I just wanted to explain, but the ministry of the department did not give him a time. Dynasty fell to a look, and the white emperor continued to ask.

"That is the contents of the" four nine zero "dancing portraits?"

The household leaf researchers once again replied, and his face is panicked.

"If this question, I remember very clearly, the answer is comeheratonce, just come over."

"No," the Qingshui Nai, who was behind him, looked at him, hesitized,

"That is not the right answer."

The eye of the instant is flashing and incredibly colorful eyes.

"I still remember this question, let me think about it for a long time." Mrs. Toda also said.

"I am also, I remember I think this answer, I think I have to explode."

Sichuanjin Yuff ago.

"Yes," the part of the department laughed and looked at the house, and continued.

"That should be a super problem that I can't forget. If you don't remember this question, do you not think this is strange?"

"Ah, this one -"

"Miss, Miss, to your room, want to peek to see your answer on your queue, but you are not in the room, Ken is going to the garage. Check the stiffness of the boss boss."

"So, is it?"

Smallran can't help but look at the house.

"Yes," the department is flattering, "it is a blank, and there is no test volume."

The household leaf student heard this sentence, and his eyes suddenly panic, and the next step was back, and no longer had a colorful color.

"Why didn't you write an answer? Because I wrote it, I have already known, you have already known it, and the old bridge of the retrieval paper has been killed by you, it is not in this world."

The part of the department is flattering, continuing the road,