[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

It's time for lunch, but judging from the posture, it should not be able to eat lunch on time today.So I took the elevator downstairs and went to a nearby convenience store to buy something to eat.By the way, he sent an email to the beautiful editor Toshiya Wada who was waiting for him to eat.

Tsk, the Grim Reaper abuses minors and the elderly.In the plot, from Dr. A Li, down to the young detective team, few times they can have a good meal when encountering a case.This point needs to be remembered, and I will bring some food with me when I go out in the future. If I meet Conan at the corner, I will have to stay hungry for a day.

It may not be a big problem for other people in the Ke Xue world to eat irregularly for more than ten years, but if it is put on him, he may have stomach problems in two days, and then turn into stomach cancer for some unspeakable reasons.

"That's right!"

Ninoho said: "That's why I am the least likely to kill Putian Kohei. I have a direct conflict of interest with him, but as long as I find evidence, he has no capital to compete with me at all. Since it is necessary Why would I take the risk to kill him if I am sure of winning?”

Kudo Shinichi touched his chin and asked, "When did you install the camera?"

"It was when I arrived at Putian's office this morning. This camera is the proof of my innocence. Well, Putian was definitely alive when I left."

"That is to say, the camera is very likely to have captured the murderer's murder process! Is the receiver with you?"

"In my office. Because I need to go home after get off work to connect to the TV to watch the video, so I didn't care about it after the installation."

"Brother Chiba!"

The Megure police department yelled at the tool man's subordinates, and the Chiba police officer immediately took Ninoho back to find the receiver with self-knowledge, and asked the technical team to prepare the corresponding playback equipment.

The atmosphere in the entire office suddenly became tense again.

Ruo Muliang took out a small rice ball and a can of oolong tea from the plastic bag and handed them to Mao Lilan, who took the food with Doudouyan.

I always feel that the occasion for eating at this time seems not right.

"are you not hungry?"

Mao Lilan rubbed her stomach, and the gutsy grunt responded.

I didn't eat anything in the morning, and hurried to the hospital to visit Dr. Ali.Then it was delayed until now because of a case, and I was already starving.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was so tense and serious, and her childhood sweetheart had a character of being unable to walk at all when encountering a case, so she was embarrassed to say that she was going to eat.

Mao Lilan thanked in a low voice, then walked lightly to the corner of the office and ate rice balls.

Wakagi Ryo took out another simple lunch from his bag, and poked Kudo Shinichi whose expression was excited. jj.br>

"Hey, is it really appropriate to eat at the murder scene?" Kudo Shinichi narrowed his eyes into a half-moon shape, and his expression looked quite speechless.

Ruo Muliang looked him up and down, so Conan's height shrank more and more in the later period, and the height of Xiaolan's waist shrank to knee height. Is it because Shinigami never eats well?

"You won't grow taller if you don't eat on time when you're a minor, but don't wait two years and you won't be as tall as Xiaolan."

Shinichi Kudo felt cold behind his back, for some reason it felt like the person next to him had said a terrible curse, subconsciously took the rice ball and gnawed two bites.

Ruo Muliang nodded in satisfaction, opened a can of drink and handed it over, and then slapped Kudo Shinichi's forehead very smoothly.

A smart person's head feels good when it is picked up.

Chapter 16 Impossible, absolutely impossible

The efficiency of the professional tool man Chiba police officer is very worthy of recognition.

All the preparatory work was done in about 10 minutes, and a group of people immediately gathered around the monitor brought from nowhere, waiting patiently for the technicians to adjust it.

"OK OK."

Immediately, a blurry picture appeared on the monitor.

After the screen shook for a while, a figure in a white coat appeared on the screen. It should be Dr. Ren Ye who had just installed the camera.On the opposite side, Putian Gengping was sitting at the desk with a distorted expression.

"Ninoho, don't think you've won me just now."

"Then let's see when the time comes. I have another surgery in the afternoon, so I'll go back to the office to rest, Dr. Putian."

Seeing this, Ren Yebao spread his hands and said, "You see, Putian was still alive and well when I left."

The picture continued, Putian sat alone in the office, hammered the table angrily, the pen on the table vibrated, and rolled under the desk with a grunt.

Putian Gengping cursed angrily and wanted to pick up the pen.Suddenly a strong wind blew past, rattling the windows, and the paper documents spread out on the desk were blown flying all over the sky.

Putian Gengping impatiently wanted to close the window first. Because he was in a bad mood, he got up too violently and knocked a few large books on the edge of the desk.Most of the thick books protruded from the edge of the desk, crumbling.

Seeing this, Ruo Muliang's mouth twitched.

Putian Gengping closed the window, returned to the desk, and finally found the pen in the gap between the desk and the ground.

Probably because he squatted for too long, Putian Gengping shook slightly when he got up, his body tilted and hit the desk, and most of the already crumbling body suddenly succumbed to gravity, and fell to Putian, who was half squatting on the ground to relieve his dizziness on the forehead.

With a scream of horror, Putian was thrown to the ground by several tomes, and the pen in his hand just poked his eyeball impartially.

Putian Gengping, died.

As for the mysterious bloodstains on the ground, there was an answer after the playback was slowed down.

The weight of the tip of the end of the pen left a curved, fine scratch on the ground.It may not be clear to the naked eye, but when the blood splattered to the ground, it naturally accumulated along the scratches and formed a strange pattern.

Kudo Shinichi:  …

Megure Police Department: ...

Everyone: ...

The windows are for ventilation, and the little nurse comes to open them every morning.

The pen was slapped under the table by Putian Gengping himself, and the same goes for most tomes.

The corner of Ninoho's mouth twitched and expressed everyone's feelings: "This, this is too bad luck."

Judging from the video, this accident was caused by various coincidences.Even everyone watching can feel that some coincidences are too forced and deliberate, like a script written in advance.

Among all the people, only Ruomu Liang didn't show any surprise or sigh expression.

Isn't that normal?This is how he lives every day. Welcome to the Neon Chapter of Death Comes.

It took a while for the Mumu Police Department to manually close the overly surprised chin, and said: "Ahem, since it was an accident, the case will be closed and the team will be closed."

Kudo Shinichi still kept his bent posture, and flicked the surveillance video back and forth countless times. Judging from the bewildered expression on his face, he probably hasn't finished reshaping his worldview.

Impossible, how could it be an accident that the detective who was called by the case participated in the case?

How could it be an accident?

Shouldn't the murderer brutally kill the deceased with a gorgeous and weird technique, and then accidentally miss an important clue at the scene, the detective grabbed the fox's tail, cleared layers of fog, and finally brought the murderer to justice law?

This, this is not scientific.

"Xinyi?"

Mao Lilan called out to Kudo Shinichi, who was frozen in place, with some concern. If he continued to maintain this posture, Shinichi might go to get a sleeper next to Dr. Ali later. "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

Wakagi Ryo glanced at the time, poked the petrified Kudo Shinichi to wake it up manually.

Kudo Shinichi replied in a daze, his body followed Xiaolan and Ruomuliang, his soul probably still floated in Putian Kohei's office and did not come back.

Mao Lilan: "I didn't expect it to be an accident. I thought the murderer would be that very vicious uncle."

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. I originally suspected Miss Pingchuan."

When it came to the case, Kudo Shinichi, who was in a trance, finally came back to his senses, and took a closer look at the neighbor who didn't seem to be a few years older than him.

"Miss Ririsa's suspicion should be the lowest among the three suspects. Why do you suspect her?"

Of course, it's because she looks the best against the backdrop of the other two grotesque uncles.

Well, this brings us back to the problem of the century.May I ask how many good-looking little brothers and sisters are imprisoned in Ke Xueshijie's prison?

"Because the motive is the most sufficient. If I knew that someone was planning to murder my father, I might not be able to help but want to act first and kill that person. But thinking about it now, time is too tight, Risa Miss may not know the inside story."

"What did you say?!" x2

Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan exclaimed at the same time.

"Wait, you mean, Dr. Putian Gengping wants to kill Mr. Pingchuan, no... no, it is possible. Academic fraud, I thought he was just pure academic fraud, but I didn't expect it to be so. Indeed, If the cases that do not meet the academic arguments disappear, no one can use this as a basis to attack his theory.

Even if this argument is overturned several years later, it can be explained that the medical conditions at that time were limited.Is there any evidence? "

Ruo Muliang spread his hands, and said, "There is no evidence. There is no way to convict just by relying on the few records and prescriptions that Putian Gengping has changed. I have checked before, and the medicine he changed is also symptomatic, but it is like Like some people who are allergic to penicillin, Mr. Pingchuan's condition repeatedly aggravated after changing the medicine. Putian can completely infer that it is due to his personal constitution.

In addition, Mr. Pingchuan's own living habits are not very healthy. Even if the disease really got worse or even died, it is completely reasonable to explain that the patient himself did not follow the doctor's advice, and he still kept smoking and drinking while taking the medicine, etc.

Moreover, the current fact is that although Mr. Pingchuan has been transferred to the intensive care unit, his life is not in danger for the time being.And Putian Gengping is dead. "

Mao Lilan Banyue looked at the two people in front of her eyes. They obviously spoke Japanese, but why couldn't they understand?

"Well, Shinichi, what exactly do you mean?"

Kudo Shinichi sighed helplessly, and explained to Mao Lilan from beginning to end in a low voice.

"Hey, so it's like this. It's great that Mr. Tsubokawa didn't have any accidents. However, Ruomu-san is very good. He has found out so many things in such a short time, and he has been calm all the time. I think I was really shocked when I saw the body."

It's okay, after you see a corpse with four digits facing up in the future, you will be able to successfully work as a police tool person.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what brother Ruomu does."

Ruo Muliang smiled slightly and said, "I'm just an ordinary..."

"Cartoonist?" Kudo Shinichi continued the second half of the sentence, "Before you said that because the cap of that pen is a rare smoky blue color, most people would only describe the color as gray or cyan, and would use such a specific noun. Maybe it's something related to painting.

And during the chat, Dr. Ali mentioned that you skipped a grade to complete your studies, and currently you are unemployed and rarely go out at home.Traditional painters usually need to go out to collect scenery and paint scenes, and you don't have the special smell of oil paint on your body, so you should be a cartoonist. "

"Well, it's the first time we met. My name is Ruo Muliang, my pen name is Qingniao, and I'm an ordinary manga artist."

Chapter 17 Qin Jiang Finally Appeared

After sending the two junior high school students back safely and successfully harvesting a large wave of emotional points, Ruo Muliang returned to his safe house with a blank expression.

Then he opened the panel in his mind.

really.He knew that the journey was safe and sound without any accidents, which was the biggest accident.

The line with lucky value -80 turned gray temporarily, followed by a countdown line that kept beating.

00:16:32

Counting the delays in the hospital and on the road, is the bad luck temporarily sealed for 3 hours?

The skill duration of "Assimilation" is exactly three hours. Although the test product No. 1 failed to support the full skill duration today, I happily received a box lunch to finish.

But it seems that the feedback brought to him is not lacking.

In other words, like the skill description, it is encouraging him to make others as unfortunate as himself.

No, don't jump to conclusions.

Skills may have different effects on ordinary characters than on famous main characters, and the degree of misfortune of the victims may also be different.Putian Gengping died, and he was given a buffer time of three hours.Would it be different if it wasn't life-threatening, just injured.

Or, if the nature of the object used is different, will the effect be different?

Still need more experiments.

In this way, perhaps in the next period of time there will be many cases that appear to be murders but are actually accidents and make detectives bald.

Sorry, front load washing machine (great read)

But for now, the potential of this skill is very large, and it can be filled first.

With 15 minutes left in the countdown, Ruo Muliang rushed up to the second floor without saying a word, and took the first safe hot bath in Ke Xue's world without any bad luck backstab.

Almost moved to cry.

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Kubato-cho

A pure black Porsche 356a was parked on the side of the road. Even inside the car, a man wearing a top hat looked gloomy at the photos on the information.

Outside the car window, a young man with earphones passed by and looked curiously at the classic car that had been discontinued.

Gin's face remained unchanged, and he pressed Beretta on his waist with his left hand.

The car door was opened, and a big man wearing sunglasses entered the car with bento boxes and drinks from a convenience store.Seeing Gin Jiu touching the gun with a murderous look, his whole body froze for a second.

Vodka looked out of the car window following Gin's gaze, only to see the back of a young man disappearing around the corner of the street.

"Brother's car is so handsome, it's normal for passers-by to take a second look."

Gin put down his gun and took out a bento from the plastic bag that Vodka was carrying. The cold tone of the car almost dropped ice balls in the small space of the car.

"What about the target?"

"already dead."