No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

He is not human!

Suzuki Qiaoqiao came back to his senses and took two steps forward.

When Tachibana Maye saw this, she stepped back in extreme panic:

"Don't, don't come here, you... Who are you?!"

"Me?" Suzuki Qiaoqiao pursed his lips and smiled: "Just an elegant and easy-going gentleman."

"You...you lied, don't come here!"

He bent down and picked up half of the rope, shaking it in his hand:

"Oh, don't be so afraid, after all, I'm not a devil either."

"Don't come, don't come! Aaaaaaaaa!"

……

After tying up Tachibana Mayo, Suzuki Qiaoqiao called the police.

This kind of thing, or leave it to colleagues to deal with the follow-up.

He is on paid vacation now, but he can't do freelance work.

Hai Yuanai and others received the call and rushed to the scene immediately.

The group found the 'Last Supper' on their way here.

Conan pushed in the door and saw Yuda, a prisoner who was lying unconscious on the ground.

The hat that fell next to him revealed that he was the man in the green hat who wanted to kill Kogoro Mori several times.

They all thought it was Suzuki Takahashi who was subdued, so they contacted the police and arrested him.

Not long after, the police car arrived at the abandoned warehouse.

After getting a general understanding of the situation, Tachibana Maya was escorted away.

The one in charge of the scene was not a search class, and the faces were very unfamiliar.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao led Huiyuan Ai and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the police:

"Sir, please cooperate with our investigation and make a record."

Suzuki Joe Bridge took off his hat and sunglasses, and discussed:

"Excuse me, can I go to work the day after tomorrow to make up the transcript?"

Two meters tall, dressed in black, and handsome.

The police officer looked up and instantly recognized that this was the noble son of the police.

Japan's portals are strictly hierarchical, and a person's origin is highly valued.

People like him who are close to the Suzuki chaebol have natural advantages in the workplace.

Such a polite speech made the police officer very uncomfortable, and he quickly bowed his head:

"It turned out to be Consultant Suzuki, thank you for your hard work. We will ask someone else to ask about the transcript."

Seeing that the other party was not embarrassed, Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't say much.

He took his girlfriend and left the scene.

When I got home, it was almost 06:30.

There was no one in the living room, and Dr. Li was mostly doing research in the basement.

Hai Yuanai threw the bag on the sofa and pursed her lips and smiled:

"You're hungry, I'll give you something to eat."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao thought crooked for a moment and grinned wickedly:

"Okay."

Haiyuan Ai didn't get the deep meaning, took up the small stool and went to the kitchen.

She has a limited height, and she can't use this thing without padding.

Seeing his girlfriend go to cook noodles, Suzuki Qiaoqiao turned on the TV and rested on the sofa.

The magic show played on the screen reminded him of what Kuroba Kuito said.

In Koizumi Hongzi's prophecy, the 'star of platinum' refers to Suzuki Joe Bridge.

He felt that he had nothing to do with Xingxing. Could it be the name of the strong man with purple skin and yellow armor?

Thinking of this, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was a little eager to try.

He recited it repeatedly in his mind and even called out, but he still failed to summon it.

Oops, looks like I guessed wrong.

After a while, Haibara Ai returned to the living room with a plate.

She put the tomato omelette in front of her, handed over chopsticks, and instructed:

"Honey, be careful."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao responded, stretched his nose and sniffed:

"Wow, it smells so good."

Then he picked up the noodles and took a sip, and drank the soup:

"I just like to eat your noodles. It's fresh, tender, and full of water."

Haiyuan Ai faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong:

"You eat first, and I'll bring it to the doctor."

"okay."

The heat from the bowl rushed to his face.

This kind of fireworks smell makes Suzuki Qiaoqiao feel the warmth of family.

.........

After the face was delivered, Haibara Ai returned to the living room.

She doesn't eat much, and she has the least amount of noodles.

When the bowl bottomed out, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was almost finished.

Seeing Haibara Ai getting up to clean up the tableware, he followed and stood up:

"Give it to me, my dear daughter, you can rest for a while."

She did not refuse, and smiled sweetly at Suzuki Qiaoqiao:

"it is good."

After he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Haibara Ai turned on the computer.

After logging in to my email account, I found an unread email.

It is the biology professional paper she submitted under the pseudonym JOJO before.

The editor-in-chief of the magazine replied, expressing positive feedback from readers.

I hope to provide the manuscript fee and invite her to become a resident columnist.

Haibara Ai's current identity is a primary school student, and it is not suitable for a job that makes public appearances.

Writing academic papers for columns is okay, but not necessary.

If you want to publish, publish, if you don't want to publish, don't publish.

She doesn't want to limit her free life now because of her work.

After a while, Suzuki Qiaoqiao came back from washing the dishes.

He saw Haibara Ai sitting in front of the computer, wiping his hands and leaning over:

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing. As for the papers published before, everyone's feedback is good."

Suzuki Joe Bridge does not understand professional things, but does not hinder praise:

"Ouch, daughter, it's not bad."

A few days ago at the Twin Skyscrapers, it all depended on the accurate calculation of Xueba's girlfriend.

Otherwise, Xiaoming will explain where it is.

He hugged Huiyuan Ai Qingqing me and me, and quickly reacted.

He smiled and leaned into his ear, asking for advice:

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight?"

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Chapter 199 You are a big badass! (4/6)

Affected by the cold snap, the temperature in many places in Japan plummeted.

Maybe it will be summer in a few days, but it's winter recently.

Nakamori Aoko walked out of the terminal with a suitcase.

He looked a little tired from the long flight.

When she returned to Japan this time, she did not inform her father, Nakamori Ginzo.

Nakamori Aoko didn't believe that something happened to Kuroba Kaito, and wanted to come back in advance to take a look.

The words that my father warned before going abroad seem to be still vivid in my mind.