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

After cracking the second digital code issued by Yukio Torimitsu: 47[3]4, the two quickly found the second mobile phone behind the block under the silver umbrella.

However, Conan and Hattori waited around the mobile phone for a long time, their legs were numb, and they didn't wait until the second mobile phone rang.

Conan: "We shouldn't have found the wrong place...?"

Hattori Heiji also turned his hat a little uncertainly, stretched out his hand and pinched the quiet mobile phone in his hand.

"It can't be that person, forget the number of this phone."

"Then what do we do now? It's the eighth game. Didn't he say he would commit suicide after the ninth game?"

Hattori: ...

"But we don't have a follow-up signal. It's unrealistic to search all the stands in the stadium."

The two detectives squatting looked at each other, and when they decided to wait, Conan's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Brother Wakagi, what!!!"

Conan stood up in shock, his legs were a little numb from squatting for too long, and he almost bumped his head against the back of the seat in front.

"You already caught that person?!"

Hattori: ...

The black-skinned detective stood up silently, rubbed his tingling calf, leaned against the block and began to let go.

The next time you go out, don't take Brother Ruomu with you.

I worked so hard to run the entire arena several times, and my legs ran a thin circle. What is the picture?

On the other side, Conan's situation was not much better. He answered the phone like a ghost, and then turned to look at Hattori Heiji.

"Brother Ruomu said that when he went to the toilet between games, he saw a sneaky uncle wearing a hat and carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

He took a sneak peek at the bag and found a newspaper-covered bomb in the shopping bag..."

Hattori Heiji:……

Wasn't it because of Brother Ruomu's luck that he happened to hit the bomb?

Forget it, it's good that people are fine.

On the other side, Ruo Muliang poured a little bit of healing potion into the comatose Yukio Torimitsu to promote the metabolism of Veritaserum in his body, and then took the time to call Conan.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the Q version of Hongshu has already compiled the cause and effect into a report very professionally.

The cause of Tori Mitsuhiro's death is not much different from that in the original work, because the bicycle strayed into the fast lane and caused a traffic accident.

But on the eve of Yukio Torimitsu claiming his son's body home for cremation, the body suddenly disappeared.

One day later, Yukio Torimitsu received the photo that made him go crazy.

Because the photos were sent by mail, and there were no cameras in the neighborhood where Yukio Torimitsu lived and in the nearby streets, Moran did not find any more clues.

Wakagi Ryo sent a message to Amuro, taking advantage of the last moment of -80's absence, to dismantle the homemade bomb brought by Yukio Torimitsu.

In the world of Ke Xue, it's normal for anyone who gets involved with detectives to defuse a bomb or something.

The trip to Koshien was not very pleasant, because it was a temporary itinerary, and the ticket that Police Officer Otaki asked a friend to buy was relatively remote and did not have a good view.

In addition, not long after the start of the game, the three Hattori left early because of Yukio Torimitsu, leaving only a few people who were not very interested in baseball and went to jail where they were.

By the time Hattori and the others received the message from Wakagi Ryo, watched the poor police officer Otaki's vacation go to waste, fought off Yukio Torimitsu, and returned to their seats, the game was already over.

If I had known it would be better to split up, I would take Xiaolan and Brother Ruomu to Takarazuka to watch the show.

Toyama Kazuha, who didn't know that Koshien was almost blown up, puffed his cheeks, poked Hattori Heiji's shoulder and complained softly.

"Really, you were the one who said you were going to Koshien, and you were the one who ran away after seeing half of it. It's a rare summer vacation, really..."

Hattori Heiji:……

Don't scold, don't scold.

"That's right, it's a pity not to have fun during the rare summer vacation."

Ruo Muliang took out several tickets from his arms with a smile.

"Some time ago, the publishing house gave me a few tickets to "Fantasy Paradise", how about going here to have fun? "

"Okay, okay, thank you Ruomu-san!"

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After returning to Tokyo, Ruo Muliang had just put on the sangria vest when he received a call from Gin.

"Come to this address as soon as possible."

Ruo Muliang:?

Why does Model Worker's voice sound so murderous?

It shouldn't be because of the manga incident... Maybe.

Ruo Muliang touched his nose, looked at the address sent from the phone, and silently pasted dozens of layers of protective shields on himself.

After following the address to the destination, Ruo Muliang looked at the somewhat cramped apartment building in front of him, and after confirming the floor

Almost as soon as he entered the door, Ruo Muliang took a step back due to the strong smell of blood in the room.

Gin sat on the sofa in the middle of the room with a murderous look on his face, and Vodka leaned against the wall a little aggrieved, holding a laptop in one hand to look up information.

The source of the smell of blood was the bloody humanoid creature at the door of the bedroom.

Ruo Muliang walked in front of the corpse, squatted down, and began to observe carefully.

The condition of the corpse was a bit similar to that of the bird Guangyu I saw not long ago. Both hands were broken at the elbow, and something was blocked in the eye socket.

Only this time, it wasn't a baseball that blocked his eyes, but rice balls.

From the convenience store shopping bags scattered beside the corpse, it can be seen that the murderer probably used local materials.

"what happened?"

Vodka raised his head silently, and looked at Ruo Muliang with slightly suspicious eyes.

"There is a task that requires the use of some peripheral members, but I have contacted several times, and the calls of this peripheral member are not answered, so after completing the task, we will drop by and have a look."

Ruo Muliang raised his eyebrows, maybe he came by the way to get rid of the disobedient periphery. Z.br>

"As a result, as soon as I entered the door, this is what I saw."

Vodka looked at Ruo Muliang, hesitant to speak.

Ruo Muliang:?

They all said it was not fake!

Against the cold murderous intent of the gin, Ruo Muliang stepped forward with a smile, grabbed the vodka by the collar, and dragged him in front of the corpse.

"Xiao Fu, you should know that my methods are not so rough."

Ruo Muliang took off the vodka sunglasses, the poor driver struggled desperately, obviously his physique was more than twice that of Ruo Muliang, but he couldn't break free from his grasp.

Ruo Muliang took out a small dagger, which was suspended in the eye socket of Vodka.

"Even if I need to cut a few parts from the target's body, I will keep the complete leather first~"

The dagger moved down a little bit and aimed at Vodka's belly.

"Like this, start from the abdomen, and be careful not to cut the muscles when you cut."

Vodka took a deep breath in horror, trying to inhale his eight-pack belly, for fear that some little lunatic would give him a knife for demonstrating.

Brother save me!

However, Gin didn't react at all, just looked at this side coldly with a cigarette in his mouth, as if waiting for Ruo Muliang's further explanation.

"In addition, in order to prevent damage to the beautiful eyeballs, it is necessary to peel off the entire skin of the face first, then cut the optic nerve, and then remove other vascular tissues bit by bit.

Vodka:! ! ! ! !

In the summer, the burly Mr. Driver was frightened by Ruo Muliang and broke into a cold sweat.

Gin frowned: "Okay, Sangria."

Ruo Muliang loosened the collar of vodka, and patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist.

"It's just an example, Xiaofu, don't be so afraid."

"You don't fit my taste."

Ruo Muliang smiled and patted the driver's shoulder to comfort him, but it didn't have any effect. Instead, Vodka took several steps back in fright.

Seeing this, Ruo Muliang pursed his mouth, and touched the corpse on the ground with his toes.

"So, this kind of crude method that looks like it's just digging out the whole thing is not my doing."

Chapter 364 To solve the case, of course you need to find a detective

Ruo Muliang took out his mobile phone and carefully took several photos of the scene and the corpse. Of course, he carefully avoided the two colleagues from the winery, making sure that they didn't show even a hair of their hair.

"By the way, send me the identity information of this small peripheral."

The frightened Vodka made a crackling operation without even thinking about it, and forwarded all the information found to Ruo Muliang.

"Leave this matter to me, Gin-senpai~"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Gin glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then at the excited Sangria.

"You want to intervene?"

The organization's model workers are very busy. Since what happened this time was not that Sangria had lost control to the point of attacking his own people, then he naturally had no reason to stay.

The death of a mere peripheral member, Gin Jiu would not take it to heart.

Ruo Muliang nodded, "If this person is allowed to continue, sooner or later a large-scale police investigation will be triggered. Outsiders don't know, but that traitor in rye knows my little hobby~

After all, even Vodka got it wrong, and this time it's a fucking thing, right? "

Vodka trembled and didn't dare to speak.

"So, in order to prevent a lot of troubles in the future, I will definitely take out this little mouse with extremely poor aesthetics."

Vodka slandered silently in her heart: Are you really angry because this person made you so embarrassing?

Gin: "How are you going to investigate?"

Ruo Muliang tilted his head and said with a grin: "Investigate the case, of course I leave it to the detective~"

"I'm planning to recruit several well-known domestic detectives, such as Hattori Heiji, Hakuba Tan, Kudo Shinichi, oh no, Kudo Shinichi is dead, tsk, it's a pity.

Inject these detectives with micro-bombs and ask them to help me investigate the case. The one who solves the case first...rewards him to become my doll~ For the rest, just set off a few small fireworks~"

Gin frowned.

"The son of the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters and the son of the police chief?"

After reading the expression of disapproval on Gin Jiu's face, Ruo Muliang pursed his lips. When you used to drive helicopters to shoot Tokyo Tower, you didn't seem to know how to write the word low-key.

"Okay, if you don't blow it up, don't blow it up, I'll find a scapegoat first."

Gin nodded in satisfaction. Although sangria always has such and such small hobbies, most of the time, it still makes people feel very worry-free.

Appreciation of model workers.JPG中文网

I just don't know if Comrade Qin Jiu can still appreciate it after seeing the cover of Ruo Muliang's latest comic.

"Well, vodka, let's go."

Gin stood up, greeted Vodka who seemed to have not recovered, and left the room first.

"Goodbye Gin Senior~"

After watching Gin and Wine leave, Ruo Muliang used several cleaning skills in the room to ensure that no biological traces of himself and others were left behind, and asked Moran to call the police anonymously.

Afterwards, he found an unoccupied corner, switched back to the main body state, and bought a lot of fresh ingredients along the way.

Toru Amuro will come, there are two chefs at home, how can we not have a good meal,

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"Are you okay, Liang-jun?"

"what happened?"