I play color 6 in rice flower town

The familiar head teacher calmed down the place with three sharp axes, and the imprint from the depths of the soul made the so-called "celebrities" in the hall instinctively shut their mouths.

Nonsense, whoever has never been scolded by a teacher since he was a child can't do it, even if he hasn't been scolded by a teacher, at least he has seen other classmates being scolded by a teacher, and the impact of childhood can last a lifetime.

Seeing that the two or three sentences he came up with in a flash of inspiration managed to control the scene, Souji Kudo nodded in satisfaction, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to Police Officer Megure.

"Master of the Police Department, please~"

Now it's all right, it turns out that even the police have come, and these celebrities who usually think highly of themselves suddenly become extremely honest, and they have followed suit by stepping away from both sides, leaving a path in the middle of the hall. It goes straight to Shigehiko Tunguchi who is under the pressure of the chandelier.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Kudo Souji, who was following Police Officer Megure and pretending to be aggressive, tilted his head to take a look, and then immediately drew his head back with a gasp.

One thing to say, Conan's description is still very accurate, without the slightest deviation, saying that the ground is full of blood is full of blood.

I don't know if some sharp part on the chandelier punctured Shigehiko Tunkou's main artery during the fall, and the super large amount of blood that spread from under Shigehiko Tunkou directly soaked his body, causing his whole body to be bruised. Soaked in blood, the scene was extremely oozing.

If it wasn't for the fact that the carpet was dark red, it would have been even more terrifying.

"I'm Mumu from the Metropolitan Police Department. Earlier we received a report call saying that someone was planning to kill Councilor Tunkou at the Cup House Hotel tonight."

Officer Megure walked up to Shigehiko Tunguchi, and the accompanying police officers immediately understood and worked together to lift up the fallen chandelier and move it away.

Takagi knelt down and felt his pulse with his hands, then shook his head at the police officer.

"Unfortunately, it was too late, he was not breathing."

"That's right, then report this matter to the bureau immediately." Officer Mumu said decisively.

"Yes!"

"It's still necessary to test, if such a large amount of bleeding is not cooled, then there will be a problem..." Souji Kudo whispered on the side.

At this moment, a gray-haired, squint-eyed old man suddenly walked out of the crowd, and the rest of the people he passed gave way to him, which seemed to be quite a sign.

He said to Police Officer Mumu: "Officer, you just said that someone called the police to report the crime, who is this person? Before you interrogate us, should you introduce the person who reported the case to us in detail? Maybe this person who reported the case Man himself is a murderer."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was in an uproar.

What he said is not unreasonable. In theory, the only person who can know in advance that someone is about to commit murder should be the murderer himself.

Things like thieves yelling and catching thieves have never happened before, and they were all coquettish manipulations by the murderer in order to clear himself of suspicion.

Officer Megure frowned and looked at him for a while, then said, "Mr. Kenzo Masuyama, right, we have protection for the informant's information..."

"I reported it."

Before the police department finished speaking, General Kudo walked out of the crowd swaggeringly, and came to Kenzo Masuyama arrogantly, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

If it was half a minute ago, maybe he would not have dared to be so high-profile, but just now, when he was hiding behind the crowd and observing secretly, he suddenly found a bulging shape under the suit of Kenzo Masuyama .

Judging from his years of gun-holding experience, this is obviously a pistol with a silencer installed.

If that's the case...then he has nothing to fear.

Accept justice!

"I did it, what's the matter, do you have any objections? Do you have ghosts in your heart? Huh?"

At the same time, some people in the crowd discovered that this young man who admitted that he was the whistleblower had a very similar appearance to the high school student detective Kudo Shinichi who had previously shined in TV, newspapers and other media, and they couldn't help but start talking in private. There was a lot of discussion below.

To use a more popular saying on the Internet - "on the spot".

Seeing this, Kudo Souji, who was already in high spirits, simply kept doing nothing, raised his hand and gave a thumbs up and said loudly to himself.

"Wa Daxiu... That high school student is investigating the front-loading washing machine, and the new machine has dug a piece of ink and hid it many times!"

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PS: I laughed at myself when I coded, and my mother asked me if I made myself stupid when I coded

PS2: Piaopiao multi-mode, Ali Ado

PS3: I found that I can increase my favorites as soon as I write a girly chapter, yes...

Chapter 72 Chapter 69

Only then did Kenzo Masuyama, or should I say Pisco, finally react.

He finally knew where the sense of familiarity that had been lingering in his heart ever since he saw it came from.

Isn't this person in front of him the high school student detective Kudo Shinichi who has been reported on TV as "the savior of the Japanese police" before!

But... didn't this guy say he was killed by Gin?

Why does it appear in front of my eyes now, still alive and kicking?

He even saw Kudo Shinichi's name on the organization's death list before!

Damn it, could it be that Gin also betrayed the organization?

On the surface, Pisco still looks like an old dog, but in fact, he has already set off a huge wave in his heart.

Hey wait...why did I say "also"?

"Speak up, don't keep silent, you were good at talking just now, huh? Although you have the right to keep silent, every word you say will be used as a notarization in court, you know?"

Here Pisco is still struggling with the question of who is the traitor of the organization, while Kudo Souji is already approaching the city and pointing his sword at Wuwang City, frantically jumping in the face and wishing to ride the face to output.

"So you were the one who reported it to the police, but I'm curious where you got the news. Could it be that you were the one who planned the murder?"

However, Pisco is worthy of being an old Jianghu. He knows that in a language confrontation, whoever loses his mind first means that the other side has lost. After a brief surprise, he immediately regained his former composure and composure. .

Calm down... calm down has a hammer!

Facts have proved that the winning rule of staying calm and negotiating with an opponent only applies when both parties abide by the rules of the game.

If the opponent you meet is the kind of lunatic who not only has no intention of talking to you, but even wants to stuff the teacup into your ass, even the calmest and calmest negotiator is still a scholar.

You are still thinking about competing with others on the same stage and defeating your opponents with superb skills and awareness, but the table over there has already been turned over for you.

I!It is the embodiment of power! ! !

"You're talking about your mother." Souji Kudo was amused at that time.

He didn't intend to have a good talk with this old dog, he was carrying a gun and he was trying to blame himself... Even if you are a violent wolf, at least keep your paws away during the day!

That's it?

Believe it or not, I will strip off your wolf skin for you?

The smile on his face became more and more mocking: "You want to slander me and call me a thief? Do you know where I was when the crime happened? And you want to extract my personal information from Police Officer Mumu? Are you planning to retaliate afterwards? Do you think that everyone will go to a memorial service like you and carry a gun? Does the death of director Akira Sakamaki make you so sad that you can’t help it? You plan to go to the top floor of the Kubado Hotel and shoot yourself in the head as soon as the memorial service is over Fat?"

As the last sound "na" fell heavily, Pisco only noticed that Kudo Souji's hand suddenly went weak, followed by a sudden lightness on his chest, as if something was missing suddenly.

He opened his mouth wide in surprise and looked down, only to see a black object appear in the opponent's hand, which was held in his hand and twirled.

Pisco's pupils shrank suddenly.

... It was the silenced pistol he used to shoot down the chandelier when the lights were turned off!

"Flying Dragon Tanyunshou, handsome or not? Want to learn, let me teach you?"

Souji Kudo flexibly waved his ten fingers, and the silencer pistol rotated at high speed in his hand like a helicopter blade, from the index finger to the middle finger to the ring finger in order.

Finally he stopped, drew the magazine from the gun, and glanced briefly.

"Well, the maximum capacity is twelve rounds. Now there are only ten rounds in the magazine. Counting the one round in the gun, it is exactly eleven rounds. May I ask where the other round went? Would you like to explain?"

"I……"

Just as Pisco was about to speak, a member of the police search department suddenly walked over quickly, and it seemed that he had found some important evidence.

"Report to the police department, we found a [-]mm pistol bullet at the scene, and a purple handkerchief with scorched marks on it!"

"what?"

Police officer Mu Mu immediately reached out to take the evidence bag and frowned to examine it carefully.

At the same time, Conan's low voice came from Kudo Souji's earphones.

"You don't need to talk, just listen to me first. According to my previous observation, every guest will be given a handkerchief of a different color, which means that only some of the guests who got purple handkerchiefs, if you check it out, it should be..."

"Well, oh, it's actually not that troublesome."

"what?"

Unlike Conan's maze-like brain circuit full of twists and turns and routines, Kudo Souji's thinking is always a straight highway, which can be as simple and rough as possible.

He turned his gaze to Kenzo Masuyama maliciously.

"Hey, where is your handkerchief, show it to me."

"Hand...handkerchief?"

Pisco was taken aback, and just about to reach into his clothes, he suddenly realized that the handkerchiefs given to them by the hotel earlier had been used by him to cover up the fire when he fired.

At that time, he thought that it was distributed by the hotel anyway, and even if someone found it, he would not be able to find out who it was, but he didn't expect that it would become his death talisman at this time.

However, Souji Kudo has already discovered his predicament, and simply molested him even more.

"Handkerchief, it's the handkerchief that the hotel distributes uniformly, don't you have it? Don't dawdle, take it out quickly, won't it be thrown away by you? Oh... I think it should be thrown away, come on, come on, See for yourself if it's this piece of duck?"

He passed the evidence bag with the scorched handkerchief from Police Officer Megure, and put it on Kenzo Masuyama, swinging it back and forth.

It seemed that what he was holding was not an evidence bag but a pocket watch of a hypnotist.

"no……"

With an optimistic attitude of frankly sitting in prison and resisting strictness to go home for the New Year, Pisco tried desperately to deny it.

But he was kicked to the ground by Souji Kudo violently.

"It's not a fart, it's shameless to deny you even if you have all the evidence, so let the dead jump up and say that you did it, and leave it here to be with me, do you think the people's police will believe your nonsense? Manly man Dare to be bold, can't you? Copy it away!"

"Copy away!"

The voice of Souji Kudo had just finished speaking, and Police Officer Megure had already waved an order from behind, and the police officers who had already been ready to go immediately swarmed up and handcuffed the elderly Kenzo Masuyama who was handicapped in an instant. He was carried away on the spot.

In fact, as early as when Souji Kudo took out the gun from Kenzo Masuyama, Meguro planned to let someone wear the bracelet, but considering the bad nature of this guy, after careful consideration, he decided to let him wear it first.

The case was successfully resolved, and all the guests who were locked in the hall by someone with a mop handle were finally liberated. Those who should go home went home, and those who should go to evacuate to solve their internal emergencies went to evacuate.

But Conan was still not very happy, because Masuyama Kenzo was taken away by the police, and he missed a great opportunity to ask about the black organization.

...until he saw Mr. Kudo taking out a mobile phone from his pocket with a grin, which he took out when he took the pistol from Kenzo Masuyama.

"Don't worry~ When did your boss, Gege, overturn the car while doing business?"

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PS: Sure enough, the gin without chicken still has no taste after being persecuted. I will modify the previous chapters and continue to code after eating

PS2: I just said that Xiao Ai will return to the heroine position, and I didn't say that Kidd is not the heroine (｀?ω??), and Li Chungang's return to the land fairyland will not make Deng Tai's hips =w=

Chapter 73 Chapter 70

It is impossible to overturn the car, and it is impossible to overturn the car in this life. After all, the opponent's position has always been too low, and I don't want to let the water out too obviously, so I can only reluctantly fight against it~

On the rooftop of the Kushido Hotel, the night breeze was blowing, and the night sky seemed to be extraordinarily clear after summer. Souji Kudo, dressed in a starry sky, sat cross-legged on the roof of the rooftop, with an opened cello bag beside him.

He propped his chin and held the mobile phone that he had brought from Pisco in one hand, thinking about how to make a melancholy-based little love poem full of literary style for gin.

Hui Yuanai, who was dressed in cool clothes, bent her knees and stood beside him, tilting her head to watch him operate, and the girl's unique body fragrance faintly lingered between the two of them.

Conan originally wanted to join in the fun together, but he forced him into a taxi on the grounds that the child cannot sleep late or he will not grow up, and asked the driver to take him back to the Maori Detective Agency.

"I think it's good that you took the car back with me just now." Kudo Souji's fingers danced on the screen, and the content in the message box was typed and deleted.

"Really?" Hui Yuanai didn't take it seriously, "I think it's good to be here, some things always have to be faced, don't you?"

"It's a jerk."

"?"

Mr. Kudo stopped typing and looked sideways at her: "Haven't you heard a sentence, escaping is shameful but useful, if there is really something you don't want to face, then just don't face it for the rest of your life, and I remember to bring the detective I told me before that you are as afraid of the No. [-] Pharmaceutical Factory as quail."

"Pharmaceutical No. [-] Factory?"