I play color 6 in rice flower town

However, what he didn't expect was that someone who had sworn just now turned around and said a word to him.

"Not sure~"

Conan was taken aback: "Not sure? Not sure you still..."

General Manager Kudo spread his hands: "Then what do you think can be done? Investigation is a matter of timeliness. You can find out a hammer based on the information on the photo. If you go to the scene now, the room is probably dead. There is nothing left after cleaning, what else can you do in this situation other than expect the criminal to commit another crime?"

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PS: I haven’t played games for a week and I’m crazy about coding, I feel like my head is frozen, so I’m going to play games at night to refresh my thinking

Chapter 90 Chapter 86

When I came here, I took a police car, and when I went back, I took a police car, and all the pedestrians I met on the way gave way.

There is one thing to say, if it weren’t for people like Souji Kudo and Uncle Mori who have been dealing with the police all year round, ordinary people would really not be able to withstand this battle. After all, they would sit in the back seat of the police car, either the leader or the prisoner.

That's right, I'm talking about the time when Heiji drove Conan Xiaoran to Osaka in a police car.

After saying goodbye to Police Officer Megure and others and getting out of the car, as soon as Souji Kudo entered the house, a strong smell of food came over his face in an instant.

He frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

Generally speaking, there are only two reasons for the smell of food in his home.

...or he's eating takeout.

…or he finished his takeout and forgot to throw away the leftovers.

Now that neither scenario is true, it is obvious that there is only one answer.

At the end of the living room, Hui Yuanai came out of the kitchen holding a spatula.

She was wearing an apron that obviously didn't match her body size, and when she saw Souji Kudo who had just returned home and was changing shoes at the entrance, she nodded lightly, hiding the last trace of imperceptible panic in her eyes.

"came back?"

"Ah, I went to the bureau this morning for some business, and I just came back." Mr. Kudo raised his head after changing his shoes, noticed the apron she was wearing, and was stunned for a moment.

"Why does this apron look familiar to me?"

"You mean this?" Hui Yuanai mentioned the big apron on his body that could almost be worn as a dress and said, "I found this from the cupboard, it looked clean, so I used it first, what's the matter ,Any questions?"

"The problem is that it's nothing, it's just that you might be a little too big in what you're wearing." Souji Kudo scratched his head.

In fact, he originally wanted to say that the apron looked like it was worn by his mother, but after thinking about it, he thought it might be a bit too straightforward, so he simply changed it to a more euphemistic term.

"No way, there are no children's aprons for sale in the supermarket." Hui Yuanai shrugged needlessly, she didn't care much about such things.

Anyway, she used to wear an adult-sized apron when cooking at the doctor's house, which was a little bigger than this one, so every time she cooks, she has to move a chair to cushion it, and then stand on the chair to cook.

In comparison, this apron is already one size smaller, and as long as it is not too harsh, it actually fits well.

"No, actually the one you are wearing is for children..." someone said hesitantly.

"Ok?"

"I mean... there's another name for it—the fun apron."

"..."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the living room dropped to freezing point.

……

……

It wasn't until the food was served that the atmosphere between the two of them eased up a little.

Thin porridge, fried eggs, grilled saury, simple breakfast.

As a professional scientific researcher, even as a woman, Haibara Ai's knowledge of clothing is only superficial.

It's like the antonym of Biaofan and Biaofan in ACG culture. She usually studies some fashion magazines to see the latest bags and skirts.

As for the "world that only grown-ups understand", that belongs to her blind spot of knowledge.

So Kudo Souji taught her a good lesson.

"I don't see that you are quite good at playing." She said lightly after sipping the thin porridge in the bowl.

Souji Kudo immediately denied it: "I don't, don't talk nonsense, it's my mother's stuff, and it has nothing to do with my half a dime. If you say you can play, it's my mother who can play. You know, after all, I'm old. Mom and dad have been in the United States, and the game is much more open than here in Asia."

"Really?" Hui Yuanai squinted at him.

"Of course!" Someone wanted to pat his chest and swear, "It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, do you look at my sincere eyes, do you seem to be lying?"

"Why am I staring into the garbage room?"

"It hurts me to say that..."

She still hasn't forgotten what this guy said on the roof of the Cupee Hotel, such as "one step to the stomach", "community full", "horse head club" and so on.

Although I don't understand the specific meaning, but judging from the rippling expression on this guy's face at that time, it shouldn't be a good thing.

Again, people can't, at least they shouldn't.

Hui Yuanai breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to change the topic to something a little more palatable.

"By the way, what did you do in the bureau before, what happened?"

"Hmm~ It's a long story." Director Kudo nodded with a heavy tone, "Simply speaking, my copper smelting business was discovered."

"What do you mean? What is copper smelting?" The girl frowned slightly.

"Copper smelting is~"

He thought for a while, then pointed at Hui Yuan Ai with his finger, and made a gesture of a height of about 1.2 meters from the ground.

Then he pointed to himself with his finger, and gestured for a height of about 1.7 meters from the ground.

"understand?"

"I don't understand what you want to express at all." Hui Yuanai complained expressionlessly.

"Tsk, my comprehension is really bad."

Souji Kudo pursed his mouth and continued to make gestures.

This time he didn't make any more height gestures, he just roughly pointed at himself, then at Hui Yuanai again, then clenched his fists with both hands and raised his thumbs, sticking the balls of his two thumbs together, then loosened them again, Make an OK gesture with your left hand, and raise an index finger with your right hand to pass through the circle of the index finger and thumb of your left hand, and back and forth, with a more rippling smile on your face.

This time, Hui Yuanai understood immediately.

"Well, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, there is another reason for Police Officer Megure to call me over." Seeing the gloomy face of Legal Lolita, Souji Kudo quickly waved his hand and explained.

"Actually, it's because of that bald congressman we met in the Tokiwa Building before, that dead guy who can stay in a hotel for free, and was stabbed for some reason in the middle of the night last night. The scene was extremely tragic and blood flowed all over the floor. Ah, so the police called us over to ask about the situation."

"You mean... he was killed?" Hui Yuanai frowned slightly.

"That's right~ It's just a 'stab', and the person is gone." Director Kudo grinned and gestured at her to wipe her neck, "And until now we don't even know who the prisoner is, when we arrived at the scene By the time everyone was cold, there was only a broken wine glass left on the scene."

"... Forget it, it's your detectives' business to solve the case, and I don't understand it either."

Huibara shook his head after thinking about it for a while without getting any results.

"But those kids just called me and said they were going to visit the Tokiwa Group's game engineer, that man named Yuan Jiaming, and asked me if I wanted to go."

"Then you didn't go?" Director Kudo asked curiously.

"Stupid~ If I go, who will cook for you and Dr. Ali?"

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PS: Ah~ I played games all night yesterday, and I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and thinking, so I decided to play games for a while

PS2: I have the picture of the little mourning fruit body apron, but I can’t put it up, so please find it by yourself. As for why I can’t put it up, I have to tell you, because I want you to know that I actually have it

Surprised? Unexpected?

Hahahahaha~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 91 Chapter 87

Souji Kudo had just returned from a visit to the bureau in the morning, and learned that Senator Oki would be stabbed for nothing if he stayed in a hotel. In the afternoon, Conan brought him even more exciting news.

—— Yuan Jiaming, the game engineer of Tokipan Group, also died, and was shot to death in his own home.

When he got the news, he was directly shocked, thinking how it is not safe to even stay at home these days.

Is it true that people sit at home and die from the sky?

In fact, according to the original plan, the children of the Boy Detective Team planned to take the subway to Shuangbao Town, a town adjacent to Mihua Town, to the home of Jiaming Yuan, the queen game engineer of the Tokiwa Group, to try out the other party’s newly written game. Electronic games.

However, when they arrived at their destination, they discovered that the anti-theft door of the apartment where Yuan Jiaming lived was half-closed and half-open, and the people in the house had been dead for a long time.

When Conan called, Souji Kudo was washing dishes in the kitchen, and the sound of rushing water was transmitted through the phone to the other end.

In fact, this is nothing at all, since Hui Yuan, who is full of cooking skills, has contracted the cooking work, it is only natural for him to help wash the dishes after meals.

But the problem was that Conan knew too much about this guy's laziness. If he wanted to let this guy cook the dishes himself and wash the pot afterwards, it would be unless the sun rose from the west.

So when he heard the crisp and pleasant sound of pots and pans colliding with the sound of running water from the other party on the phone, Conan was stunned.

"Hey, let me tell you something, wait... what are you doing over there?"

"Washing the dishes, what's the matter?"

Souji Kudo replied briskly by turning on the hands-free, and at the same time accelerated the frequency of the movements at hand, deliberately rubbing the wire ball back and forth in the bottom of the pot.

"Washing the dishes?" Conan on the other end of the phone was a little confused, "Are you sure you mean washing the dishes, right?"

"It's just washing the dishes, don't talk nonsense, just tell me if you have anything to do."

"Oh oh."

Conan cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "It's like this, Yuantai and I went to Yuan Jiaming's house just now."

"Ya Ming Yuan?" Director Kudo thought for a while, "Oh, it's the programmer of the Tokiwa Group, I remembered, what's wrong?"

"he died."

"Um, and then... huh?"

On the phone, Kudo Souji's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"What? He's dead?"

"Yes, he died from a gunshot wound to the chest. He was shot to the heart and died. I had already contacted Police Officer Megure before calling you." Conan nodded.

At this time, he was at the scene of the crime—in the living room of Yuan Jiaming’s apartment. In order to protect the integrity of the scene, he had already driven Motota Mitsuhiko and others out of the house, and asked them to stay outside the door obediently on the grounds that they were “always ready to meet the police uncle.” while he himself entered the house to try to collect some useful clues.

"When did you die?" Kudo Souji asked.

Conan rolled his eyes: "I don't know, I have never been a criminal policeman, but I looked at the pupils and they have started to be slightly cloudy. It is estimated that they have been dead for a long time before we arrived. The time of death should be six hours. above."

"Oh, all right."

"what?"

Hearing the inexplicable relief from Souji Kudo on the phone, Conan was slightly puzzled.

"Since everyone is completely cold, it can at least show that the prisoner has been away from the scene for a long time. I am afraid that you will collide with the prisoner head-on. Then he will shoot you one by one and kill you."

"..."

Gan, although I know this guy is concerned about them, but why does this statement make people so angry.

Also one shot at a time? !

"Oh, by the way." On the phone, Souji Kudo said suddenly, "Can you give me some photos of the scene at your side? Try to take as many photos as possible, and let me have a look."

"Oh."

Conan is as good as he is, and took a few photos of the scene from a more professional perspective, and sent them from his mobile phone.