Coroner Coroner

Faced with the indifferent "ignorance" of Lin Xinyi, a colleague, Qianjian Jiangdai also secretly reflected in his heart:

Maybe it's because the reasoning just now was too simple?

So you can't show your skills and can't control the scene?

Qianjian Jiangdai turned his eyes, thought for a while, and then said to himself:

"Mr. Lin."

"Did you bring a gun to the banquet this time?"

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi's expression finally changed.

He turned his head slightly surprised, and asked, "Grandma Qianjian, why do you say that?"

"Your pocket."

Qianjian Jiangdai's eyes were old but not cloudy.

Sharp eyes swept over Lin Xinyi's suit pocket:

"When I was standing at the front of the car, I saw that the right pocket of your suit was bulging, as if it contained something."

"That thing is not small in size. It looks like a gun and a wallet. It's not easy to distinguish from the outline."

"But once I got in the car, I realized..."

"Mr. Lin, your suit pocket is empty."

Qianjian Jiangdai smiled slightly, and said confidently:

"This shows that when I got into the car through the back door, you quietly hid the things that were originally in your suit pockets in a more concealed place."

"Why hide it?"

"Of course I don't want outsiders like me to see it."

"After all, the pockets of the suit are very shallow, and the thing is very bulky. If I don't hide it in another place, I will definitely notice it when I sit in the car."

"So here comes the question:"

A sharpness flashed in Qianjian Jiangdai's eyes:

"Mr. Lin, what is in your pocket that you don't want me, an outsider, to see?"

"I..." Lin Xinyi was at a loss for words.

He stammered, unable to speak.

And Qianjian Jiangdai immediately gave her answer:

"Combined with the outline of the object I observed at that time..."

"I think the answer should be guns."

"After all, this invitation is very strange, and it may be dangerous."

"Mr. Lin, as a police officer who legally owns a gun, it is understandable that you would wear a gun as a self-defense card."

"The reason why the hole card is the hole card is that it has to be hidden from others, and it will be played unexpectedly at a critical moment—"

"That's why you hid it before I got in the car so I wouldn't notice."

Qianjian Jiangdai reasoned methodically.

She is confident that there is absolutely nothing wrong with this answer:

The outline of the thing looked like a gun, but Lin Xinyi secretly hid it before she got into the car.

If it's not a gun, what else is it?

"Hmm..." Lin Xin held his breath with an ugly expression.

I couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

The air became awkward again.

However, this time it was Lin Xinyi who was embarrassed.

"Hahaha."

Belmode couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Xinyi, don't be shy."

"Since everyone has noticed, then you should show your 'gun'~"

"You...what are you laughing at?" Lin Xinyi blushed: "What's so funny!"

Qian Jian descended from generation to generation: "???"

She felt that something might be wrong with her reasoning.

And just as the well-known easy-chair detective was waiting for Lin Xinyi's response in a daze...

"Ahem... I'm bored on the long drive, I have to bring something to pass the time..."

Lin Xin explained with an embarrassed expression.

Reluctantly, he took a handful out of his arms...

Spark Prism.

That is, the magic stick.

Qian Jian descended from generation to generation: "..."

Chapter 557

"Mr. Lin..."

Qianjian Jiangdai held back for a long time with a strange expression on his face.

But in the end, she still followed the principle of being polite to others, and commented implicitly and restrainedly:

"It surprised me that…"

"It turns out that you are also a person of identity."

''..." Lin Xinyi was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak, and he simply fell silent.

He silently put the magic light stick on the seat next to his thigh, as if nothing happened, staring at the road ahead in a daze.

The atmosphere in the carriage was even more awkward.

Fortunately, this embarrassment will not last long.

As the car continued to advance, their destination for this trip was almost here.

In that subtle silence, the car that everyone was riding in quickly climbed the winding hillsides and arrived at the Twilight Pavilion built among the mountains.

The Twilight House is worthy of being the old house of Renye Karasuma, the big son of Ben's family.

Not only is the house built in a luxurious style, but the garden outside the house is also very large and revolutionary.

Lin Xinyi and the others drove in through the gate and circled the garden twice before arriving at the parking lot.

At this time, several cars were already parked in an orderly manner in the parking lot.

Needless to say, they should all be the cars of the famous detectives who were invited to the dinner.

"Mercedes, Ferrari, Porsche..."

As soon as everyone opened the car door and got out of the car under umbrellas, their eyes were naturally attracted by the dazzling luxury cars.

"Tsk tsk..."

Parked together with these Ferraris and Porsches, Lin Xinyi's old Toyota suddenly looks poor.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help sighing:

"It's real money being a detective."

The income gap between famous police detectives and famous detectives is so big.

No wonder the only people who are willing to work in the forensics class are the undercover agents who are taken care of by rich women, and a few rich second generations who were fooled by the undercover agents.

The annual salary of several million yen may not be enough to buy the car door of a famous detective.

"Like it?"

Lin Xinyi was meditating with concern for the country and the people.

Belmode quietly leaned into his ear, and smiled dotingly:

"Tell me if you like it."

"Which one do you like, I'll buy it for you."

"Ahem, I..." Lin Xinyi really wanted to say that his thoughts were not superficial.

He was aggrieved just now about the treatment of forensic doctors.

It's not that I'm greedy for these luxury goods that are more meaningful than practical value.

So Lin Xinyi was tangled and silent, and after a long time of deliberation, he finally couldn't hold back and said to Belmode who misinterpreted his noble thoughts:

"I think that's a good one."

Lin Xinyi pointed to a luxury car parked not far away.

This luxury car looks very ugly.

He is so ignorant that he doesn't even know the car logo:

"what car is this?"

Lin Xinyi, who only knew a few luxury car logos such as cows, horses, and dung forks, couldn't help asking Belmode curiously.

Belmode glanced lightly:

"Alfa Romeo, an old Italian brand."

"Fortunately, it's not too expensive."