It was June and the heat was hard to pass away.

At around 3:30 pm, Bengqing Hotel in Wenrou Township is above the sloping eaves on the second floor.

Under the gaze of Ling Lie, he tiptoed over to the terrace of Jue Yumei's room, stood in front of the woman, looked over her and asked seriously, "Can you get into the house and talk?"

"If you don't explain it clearly to me, I will tell Hima that you broke into his room without authorization and had a bad intention!" Yumi Jue flirted with Xiaowave's hair, shook her hand and opened the sliding door, and walked into the room.

The structure of the house is similar to that of the room in Zhongdao Hoshi. However, the living room connected to the terrace is slightly longer than the former in length.

The woman, who was over thirty-five, sat cross-legged at the low table placed in the middle, waved her hands to Saki to sit opposite her, then crossed her hands into her cuffs, narrowed her eyes, "Tell me, what's the big deal that concerns my life and death?"

"I can't say it, it's just a guess now," Saki also sat cross-legged on the futon and placed the black parasol next to it. "In the morning, you met Detective Maori, Xiaolan, and my group at xx Commercial Plaza. There were police officers nearby at that time. Do you know what happened?"

"Oh... I heard that there was a bank robber who was caught by Kogoro in the alley. Does this matter have anything to do with me?" Yumi Hiroyuki's eyes widened, with a confused look on her face.

"Well, maybe a little bit," Saki Old God is shaking his finger on the ground," then you must not know that an automatic pistol left nearby was taken away by a passing pedestrian!"

"Did the police find that person and... that gun?" Yumi Yumi poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, glanced at the boy opposite him, held the transparent kettle and asked, "Do you need it?"

"No...no," Saki shook his head and refused, and then said, "No, the police did not find it because no case related to the pistol occurred."

"What does that have to do with me?" The woman's tone gradually became impatient.

Saki lifted the frame slightly and rubbed his nose with his hands, "Then I won't keep it from being stuck. I suspect it was the pistol taken away by Kazushi Kazuki, after he was separated from you."

The water in his mouth was not swallowed, and Yumi Hirotsuki was suddenly shocked, his face stiffened, "You...how did you know that I met Kazushi in the morning?"

As if she felt that she had missed her mouth, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands.

He smiled sly, "It wasn't very certain, but now it's certain."

"You!" The maroon-haired woman stood up suddenly, pointed at Saki's straight nose viciously, her arms turned, pointing to the door, "Please leave this room!"

"The reaction is too big, right?" Sakigi did not move, his hands wrapped around his chest, looking like an old god. He looked up at the woman's eyes, "Don't you want to know what the purpose of Zhongdao and Zhi picked up that pistol?"

"Hiss..." Yumi Yumi took a breath, her fair neck swayed slightly, and her voice became trembling, "He...had he really picked it up?"

"If my eyes weren't blurred."

"Then did you see it with your own eyes? Why didn't you tell the police?" Her eyes were confused.

"I did see it, but I didn't see him picking up the pistol, I only saw his back." Saki made up a random word.

"Haha...he just happened to pass by."

"The problem is that I didn't see him entering the alley here at all. Why did he go out after entering the alley at the other side at the alley at the alley at the same time?" Saki smiled meaningfully, "Then Uncle Maori and the police found that the pistol used by the gun bandit disappeared without a trace. During that time... except for Nakado Kazushi, no one had ever entered or exited. Of course, I didn't know him at that time, but I only recognized him after I arrived at this hotel." The latter sentence is the truth.

As if he thought of something, Yumi Hirotsuki swept to the corner of the room with panic, "It's impossible... if you have a photo, I'll give it to him today... Could it be that he... is he going to kill me in this class reunion?" The last two words were faint, but mixed with indescribable emotions.

"Photo? What photo?" Saki followed her gaze and saw the dark low cabinet placed in the corner.

Things are getting clearer and clearer.

"No... nothing!" She sat back on the futon with a panic expression, grabbed the collar of the yukata with her palms, looked at the ground with her eyes, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"You can't say it. Actually... I didn't find the pistol in his room, and I can't be sure whether he is carrying it with me. Just give you a reminder!" Saki saw that the woman who bowed her head opposite was still unwilling to talk to him, so he grabbed Mo Um with expressionless face and stood up, ready to leave the room.

"that……"

The high school student with a hairstyle in September 1st stopped and looked back at her.

Without waiting for the rest, Saki opened the door, walked out of the room, and slammed, closing the door.

"Why go and look at Kazushi Kazushi!" He walked to the door of the billiard room and heard the "ping-pong" hitting sound coming from inside.

When I went in, I saw that everyone was there.

At this time, the two of them were playing against Kogoro Mori and Yoshio Ayagi. They saw a small white ping-pong ball "bounce" on the tables on both sides. The two played back and forth, but after a few rounds, it was still obvious that Kogoro was at a disadvantage.

On one side of the bench, Kazuno Kazushi, Conan and Ran Mori were successively seated.

"Uh... Saki Jun, where did you go just now?" Xiaolan saw Ryuta Saki standing at the door.

Saki had a bitter face and covered his stomach, apologized, "I had a stomachache just now, so I went to the toilet."

"Okay!" Xiaolan smiled awkwardly and didn't say the next sentence, "It's been too long."

At this time, Jun Omura passed by him, pulled the opening of the sliding door, and went out sideways.

"What's wrong?" Kazumachi tilted his head and asked him.

"I'll go to the bathroom," the round man's face was covered in sweat.

"It's your turn soon. Come back early to play basketball!"

"Okay, I'll try my best."

The dark brown haired Ran Mori asked, "Hey... Uncle Zhongdao, have you ever won a personal victory at the National Conference?"

"Yes, that was when I was in my third year of college, that was just that time." The bald man crossed his hands into his cuffs and responded.

"So, is Uncle Zhongdao the strongest person in the Judo Club?" Xiaolan praised.

Zhongdao raised his head, as if he was trapped in memory, and said negatively: "No, there is another person who is higher than my digits, but this guy has never won a game."

"Ah..." Ran Maori said in surprise, "There are such people!"

"Actually, you know this person, Xiaolan, and he came today." Zhongdao smiled heartily, his eyes narrowed into a narrow gap.

"Ah? Who is the person you are talking about?"

"Peng", Maori, who had a mustache, slipped his soles and fell to the ground in order to catch the strange rotation of the ball in the direction. At the same time, he threw the ping-pong racket and drew an arc in the air. "When" it fell back to his head, his head appeared on the horizontal line on the table. "So cunning, he actually sent the ball!"

"Are you okay, Kogoro?"

"No problem," he raised his hand and patted the dust stained on his butt, and was full of fighting spirit, "Continue!"

"You know how great I am, a high school physical education teacher!"

"Hmph... I just won a few goals by chance and started to be complacent. I haven't shown my power yet!"

Saki looked at the funny scene on the ping-pong table and guessed: "It's not Uncle Maori, right?"

"What? Uncle Maori?"

"My dad is the highest-ranking judo club?"

"Well..." Nakado Kazushi was about to continue talking, but the sliding door was opened again. Saki turned his head and swept it with his eyes. Roshan blocked the door. It turned out that Jun Omura was rushing back.

"What's going on? Why are you back so soon?" The bald man looked up and asked him.

"Nothing." Jun Omura was dejected.

"Uncle Zhongdao, is the person you just mentioned my father?"

"Saki is right, it's your father Kogoro Mouri."

Ran Maori was confused: "But he is obviously the highest rank, so why do he always lose during the game?"

"Yes!" Conan echoed.

"In my opinion, maybe Uncle Maori has never been serious!" Saki, who was holding the ink umbrella, shrugged, looking very familiar with him.

"Oh? What you said is consistent with what I thought. I asked him this question, but I didn't get a positive response. It's strange. Have you had a lot of contact with him?" Jundao and Zhi looked at him with great interest.

"No...nothing is true," Saki slapped his palm beside his cheek, consciously saying he let it go, and immediately remedy, "It's just that I can think of Uncle Maori's always carelessness."

"Haha... it's true. I rarely see him seriously."

Afterwards, it was replaced by Yuki Ayaki and his wife Kiko. The two of them spread the stinky odor of love on the table tennis court and beat the table tennis ball into a health ball.

Kogoro Mori, who was waiting next to him, watched the ping-pong ball jumping in front of his eyes at a slow speed, and his eyelids were lifting and falling, "You two old husbands and wives, when will you play like this last..."

Two hours later, it was almost six o'clock.

Conan, who noticed the time of the wall clock on the wall, said: "It seems that there is not enough time!"

"Oh no, it's almost six o'clock!" Ayama Yoshiyuki immediately put down his red and black-faced ping-pong racket.

Kiko Ayagi, who had a ponytail, held up the racket, looked at the clock, frowned slightly and said, "Oh no, we should move faster, otherwise the fireworks party will definitely be people."

Kogoro Mouri and the tall and handsome Yotsuo Ayagi immediately went to unplug both sides of the net frame and packed up the table tennis net.

"Then let's go quickly!"

Several people threw the rackets and the nets they had taken out into the yellow paper basket.

The bald man, who was dark-skinned, was carrying a trash can, "Then I'll take the racket and net back and replace it first, so you can take the seat first."

"Okay, no problem." Kogoro Mori replied.

"Brother Saki, aren't you leaving?"
Chapter completed!