The coffin bearer in the world of Kexue

"Hey, is this guy's detective office so close to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Aoki looked up at the blurry photo of the boss of the detective agency, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, even if it is vague, the black-skinned and blonde young man is not Toru Amuro.

Although it looks like it is dark under the lights, but this is so close to the Metropolitan Police Department, are you really not afraid of gin?

Or do you think that you have helped the police solve the case, so what does it matter if he opens a detective office next to the Metropolitan Police Department, anyway, he is not the first to eat crabs.

"Huh?" In

the detective agency, Toru Amuro, who was eating instant noodles in a small dark room, suddenly noticed the small camera at the door, revealing a slightly blurred face of Aoki.

Suddenly, I didn't have the mood to eat instant noodles happily.

I opened the door and walked out.

Whoop -

lifted the roller door and smiled.

"Mr. Aoki, is there something wrong

?" "Eh, do you know me?"

Aoki directly pretended to have forgotten about Amuro's appearance, and opened his mouth suspiciously, after all, it was normal to buy blood at the zoo when they really met, and it was normal to forget.

"This is nature, Chiaki Aoki, a high school detective and mortuary, is the new savior of the police world recently, and I, as a newcomer who has just stepped into the detective career, have naturally admired the daimyo for a long time.

Amuro kept a smile and seemed to have forgotten about the zoo, since the other party was the first time they met, it would be the first time they met.

"yes, are you... Is that my fan? Need an autograph? I've been practicing calligraphy lately. Aoki

said with a surprised expression and a cheerful tone.

Toru Amuro: ....

Who the hell wants your autograph!

, Amuro pulled out a piece of scrap paper,

even though he thought so.

There was a hint of adoration in his eyes.

"Then there will be work, Mr. Aoki.

"Where, where, little things. "

Aoki brushed a few times and signed his name, which is called a dragon flying phoenix dance.

Amuro didn't see the original appearance of these words, and this practice was practiced on the dog.

"Here, I still have something to do, so I won't bother you, by the way, do you need to leave a phone number? Aoki

just wanted to leave, but suddenly turned back and spoke enthusiastically.

"No, we've already exchanged numbers, when we were at the zoo.

Amuro resisted the urge to hit and explained.

I don't have a few numbers of my own.,If you do another one.,Aoki has three numbers of his own.,It's enough to test two by yourself.,It's too troublesome.。

"Oh, I remember, you're the one who cares for the orangutan at the zoo, and I haven't thanked you for what happened last time, so why don't you have a meal together?" "No

, Mr. Aoki, I have a habit of taking a nap, so I

won't give it away." Ahmato

pulled down the door and dropped the signature into the shredder on the table next to him.

To be honest, if it weren't for the ability that this guy has, he would want to understand the situation through him, or even rebel.

It's just a peripheral member, and if he jumps around like this here, he has already found a way to die.

After all, Aoki is a detective who helps the police, but he can not be troubled by gin, and there must be some truth behind this that he doesn't know.

Not only will you not get the information, but the possibility of your own exposure will be greatly increased.

That's too much to lose, he can do it if he wants to!

" Whew... The eel rice is okay, no wonder Yuan Tai thinks about eating eel rice every day. "

Here, finish the lunch problem.

Aoki rode back home on the coffin.

Casually skimmed the mailbox, but suddenly found that the mailbox, which was usually completely empty

, had a letter in it today!

"Strange, who sent it to me?"

Aoki took out the letter, looked at it carefully, and suddenly a familiar place name attracted his attention, "Moon Shadow Island".

Two days later.

Bang –

A steamer sails alone on the sea, making loud noises from time to time.

At the bow railing, Kogoro Mori leaned to the side with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Aoki next to him with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"Really, you invited me too, what's wrong? This is the level of solving cases that don't trust me?"

"Dad!"

Mao Lilan said dissatisfiedly, and then smiled apologetically at Aoki.

"It's okay, in fact, with Mr. Maori, it is really redundant to invite me, but I have come here, so I will take a tour, everything depends on Mr. Maori.

Aoki smiled.

"You kid really, alas, to be honest, it's good that Kudo is so modest as you, such a stinky fart, I just thought that Xiaolan would be bullied every day if she was with him. Mori

Kogoro finally put away his dissatisfaction, Aoki was too modest, and he was embarrassed.

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense! People and Shinichi are just... Just, ordinary friends.

Maolilan blushed.

"Heh!" Maori

Kogoro looked at his daughter's uncompetitive appearance, pulled his mouth disdainfully, and then looked at Conan with disdain in his eyes.

"What are you doing with this stinky little ghost?"

"Well, we're all gone, and Conan is alone."

Maoriran scratched his head.

"Lose Dr. Liasa's house, what a big deal, Xiaolan, you are too used to this little ghost, the little boy is not so fragile at all, he is free-range, his skin is thick, and he can be beaten casually. After

saying that, he gave Conan another punch to prove that what he said was true.

Conan: ...

It's all like this, and you still think I'm going to bully Xiaolan? Aren't you all bullying me?