Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

I will definitely be able to shoot him this time!

Conan, who saw Mrs. Miyakawa washing cups from the kitchen, understood the truth of the case at this time

He opened the watch that Dr. Agasa helped make in his hand, and aimed it at Kitahara Shun, who was facing away from him, thinking confidently.

The last time he threw the ashtray, perhaps because the movement was too large, he subconsciously avoided it.

Then this time with an anesthesia needle, he didn’t believe it, he didn’t need it, he could still hide.

Thinking so, Conan slowly aimed the position of the center of the collimation towards his neck.

You’re really tough on a person!

Discovering the sense of threat behind him through the window glass, Kitahara gritted his teeth angrily.

Last time I took an ashtray, I even used an anesthesia needle!

And aren’t you supposed to go to the scourge of your Maori uncle!

But – if you want to, shoot well, see if I don’t scare you to death this time.

Kitahara suddenly had a good idea, he curled the corners of his mouth lightly, forced himself to resist the body that wanted to automatically dodge, and then threw the reasoning cap in his hand into the fourth-dimensional pocket again.

I have to say that the ability of spider sensing is really good.

Every time you encounter danger, the body will always subconsciously dodge.

Just when he was still thinking about this ability, he suddenly felt a slight tingling pain in his neck, like being bitten by a mosquito, and if he didn’t feel it carefully, he couldn’t detect it at all.

The next moment, he felt that the world in front of him gradually became blurred, and his already lazy eyes became more and more listless.

This anesthetic works so fast… If only a shot came when you had insomnia.

When his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, he couldn’t help but think in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, Kitahara’s figure fell backwards with gravity, and Conan behind him moved the chair that had been prepared long ago behind him.

Well, it worked!

Looking at Kitahara Shun, who was pulling his head together in his chair, Conan shook his fists excitedly.

Then he hid behind the wooden chair, opened the voice-changing bow hanging on his collar, and adjusted the value to close to Kitahara’s usual voice.

At this time——

“Since neither of you admit it, then we’ll have to test the cigarette butts and chocolate.”

Twilight packed the cigarette butt and chocolate in the examination bag, and then looked directly at the two people with a pair of eyes.

And the straight road with an already wrong face became livid, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: “Yes, that’s right, this thing is what I did – that is, I poisoned the filter of the cigarette, because Katsuhiko that guy deserves to die, he has never looked down on me, and he is with Axiang…”

“Officer Twilight, the murderer who killed Mr. Mikawa is not this guy.”

Before he could finish his self-exploding words, he was interrupted by a somewhat languid voice.

“Huh!? What do you say, brother Kitahara? ”

Twilight, who was just about to detain the prisoner, was a little confused for a while, and he looked at the location of Kitahara Yun suspiciously.

“But didn’t this guy admit it all?”

Maori Kogoro shouted loudly in confusion.

“Maori – ahem, Mr. Maori please take a closer look at the filter of the cigarette.”

Conan, who almost called Shun Shun his mouth, quickly coughed twice and covered up.

“Cigarettes?”

Takagi looked suspiciously at the cigarette in the inspection bag in his hand.

“Just now he said it himself, Mr. Naomi just poisoned the filter, and the victim smoked directly after cutting off the filter, so it can only be regarded as an attempted murder.”

“Officer Kitahara, since it is not him, who will be the murderer?”

Suzuki Sonoko, who was observing from the side, quickly raised his hand and asked.

“The murderer’s words are naturally Mrs. Mikawa, who has been busy washing coffee cups since just now.”

“What really killed Mr. Miyakawa was the coffee you made.”

Kitahara lowered his head half-lowered, so that people could not see the expression on his face at this time, and said in that still lazy voice.

“On… What a joke, everyone drank my coffee equally! Why are they okay? ”

“Even if I killed it, you have to show evidence!”

Mrs. Miyakawa shouted excitedly.

“Mrs. Mikawa, calm down first.”

Tsubaki, who was his boss, frowned and comforted, he also felt that his thoughts were a little confused now.

“yes, why they’re okay, it’s because they ate something that contains an antidote… If I’m not mistaken, it’s cake. ”

“As Katsuhiko Mikawa’s mother, you know that he doesn’t eat cakes if he doesn’t like sweets, right?”

“And even if your cup is cleaned, if you check it, you can still find toxins remaining in the sewers.”

As the words fell, Mrs. Miyakawa plopped down on the ground.

“I… I also can’t help it, my husband’s business failed and owes a lot of money, no matter what, I have to find a way to get the inheritance that Katsuhiko has…”

“But isn’t Mr. Keikawa your child?”

Looking at Mrs. Miyakawa with a crying voice, Sonoko Suzuki couldn’t help but ask.

“No, to be precise, Katsuhiko is the adopted son of Mrs. Minagawa.”

Standing on the side, Sekiya Ka, who was the childhood sweetheart of the deceased, said with a complicated face: “Katsuhiko’s biological parents died in a car accident seven years ago, and it is precisely because of this that he was adopted by Mrs. Miyakawa, who is an aunt. ”

“Alas, take her away.”

Twilight sighed and commanded his subordinates to take Mrs. Mikawa, who was still crying, away.

Then his gaze looked at Beiyuan Xun, who was still sitting in the chair, and praised with admiration on his face: “It’s worthy of being Brother Beiyuan, if it weren’t for you, you would have let the real murderer go this time.” ”

“That’s right, Officer Kitahara’s reasoning in solving the case is really great!”

Suzuki Sonoko couldn’t help but clench his fists and said happily.

“Thank you.”

This gossip in the garden won’t be fancy to this guy from Beiyuan, right?

When Conan heard Suzuki Sonoko’s words, he couldn’t help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

He, the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department, had never heard this sentence from her mouth.

As the case was settled, Conan also glanced down at the time on his watch.

Thirteen minutes had passed since Kitahara was anesthetized.

No, it stands to reason that you should wake up in ten minutes?

Could it be that Dr. Agasa had given him too much potion?

No, obviously he himself has done several human experiments.

And while Conan was still thinking about it, Chiba Kazu, who was a colleague, reached over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: “It’s time to close the team Kitahara, don’t fish here.” ”

White teeth!!

When Conan heard this voice, he was instantly agitated.

He quickly raised his head to look at Beiyuan Xun, who was still closing his eyes, and a drop of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Don’t him!

“Huh, why is Officer Kitahara still sitting here?”

Mao Lilan also walked over, a pair of beautiful eyes with a little doubt, asked softly.

Kitahara! You say something! Kitahara!!

Conan couldn’t help but take a step back and swallow a mouthful of saliva.

[Please flowers, please tickets, has already signed a contract. ] 】