Just when one person and one puppet were having fun, a young policeman dragged a middle-aged man wearing glasses over from the front, and shouted loudly as he walked: "Police Department! This person...ah...
…”
The man was halfway through speaking, and then he saw Shirai Yui, who was teasing a child at the door of the solitary room and openly paddling in the water. He was stunned for a moment and stopped, "Senior..."
Shirai Yui is not guilty at all.
What's there to feel guilty about? A puppet's official job is to play with a boring master. Police and other such things have to stay behind!
However, superficial skills still need to be done well.
Shirai Yu handed the six-sided Rubik's Cube to Shirai Jiu, then stood up, patted his white suit that was wrinkled from squatting, straightened his sunglasses, and then said gently and calmly: "Well, what happened?"
The young policeman pointed at the timid middle-aged man with glasses behind him and said, "This man was sneaking around at the door just now."
"That's not what happened!" Although he didn't know what happened, but he was pointed out by a policeman as sneaky, the middle-aged man with glasses still had to defend himself, "I, I just came here..."
"What happened?" The Mumu Police Department, who was in the private room, heard the noise and came out to ask.
Mrs. Maru, who came out together, also saw this middle-aged man and said, "Mr. Hatano?!"
Before anyone could ask questions, the beautiful and elegant lady turned around and said to Officer Mumu beside her: "Police department, this is my husband's attending doctor. He comes every week to help my husband who suffers from sugar disease."
Doing routine inspections, same today..."
Oh?
Beside them, Bai Jingjiu, who was playing with the Rubik's Cube in boredom, moved his hands, raised his eyelids, and looked at the woman meaningfully.
This tone... is not the tone you would use to introduce an ordinary family doctor~
The Megure Police Department hadn't noticed it yet, so they looked at the notebook in their hands and asked, "So, the Hatano Ichiya written in this notebook..."
"Just, it's me..." Hatano, who knew nothing about it, was also very nervous, as if some secret had been discovered.
Well……
Shiraijiu's eyes glanced back and forth between the woman and Mr. Hatano.
It seems...do you think too much...My gut feeling is that...the probability is probably more than 60%...
Immediately, another voice sounded not far away, "What are you doing! Do you know who I am!"
Everyone turned around and saw a man with pigtails breaking away from the police, ignoring the police's interception and walking into the yard, "I am the master sculptor Akutsu!"
The unshaven man with braided hair approached the single room and was stopped by Shirai Yui, "Sorry, Mr. Akutsu, there was a murder here, so you can't break in at will."
"Fate, murder?!" The man with pigtails was stunned.
After hearing the name "Akutsu", the Megure Police Department took a few steps forward, holding the notebook in his hand and asked again: "Akutsu? Is this Akutsu Castle?"
"That's right." Akutsujo admitted. Thinking of the murder case just mentioned, he couldn't help but add another sentence, "The murder case you mentioned..."
However, no one paid attention to him.
After confirming the names, the Mumu Police Department fell into deep thought, "So, of the four people recorded in the notebook, three of them have arrived so far..."
Akutsu: "So, the murder is...?"
Mouri Kogoro had an epiphany, took the notebook from Officer Megure, pointed at the names of people inside and said: "Ah! I understand! The murderer has already been here, so he will not come again! So the murderer must be this man named Tori.
Yuuji Bo’s man!!”
As if deliberately proving that Kogoro Mouri's reasoning was wrong, the fourth person came slowly, "Why is there so much noise here?"
Mouri Kogoro was confused: "Huh?"
The person who came was wearing formal clothes, stood up straight, and had a mustache. At first glance, he looked like a serious person.
Mouri Kogoro looked at him and said with some luck: "You...could it be...to visit Yuuji...right?"
The reluctance in his tone was undisguised, and everyone could hear it.
Interviewing Yuuji, he was a little unhappy, "Yes, I am."
Mouri Kogoro was very disappointed: "Why are you here..."
It would be more direct to say, "How could you not be the murderer?"
Mr. Akutsu, who was ignored on the side: "So, so... what is the murder case...?"
Suddenly, Yuuji turned around and saw Conan grabbing his hand very directly and staring at it.
Interview with Yuuji:......?
Is there something wrong with this child? Do you know him well? Why do you hold hands when you meet him?
"What is this kid doing?"
I'm exposing myself.
Bai Jingjiu lowered his eyes expressionlessly and played with the Rubik's Cube quickly with his hands.
How should I put it, she just went out of her way to accompany Kudo and his wife to perform the Conan scene in vain.
But...
After staying in this world for a long time, Baijiu has become more and more accustomed to the routines of this unreal world. It is better to expect that this famous high school detective with a set personality and behavior pattern will change than to expect when her soul will be able to break through.
Dimensional wall, back to the third dimension.
"Well..." Relying on the fact that there was a group of people in front of him, no one would notice him. Bai Jingjiu didn't know when he came to Bai Jingjiu's side again, squatted down, and looked at Bai Jingjiu's Rubik's Cube, "Don't worry, this world
Smart people seem to be interested in solving crimes, so at the police station, the impression of Conan is that he is a smart kid who loves to play detective games, and there is no suspicion about him."
"His problem is not that he is afraid of the police getting suspicious." Shiraijiu didn't even raise his head, his hands kept moving, his expression remained unchanged, and his voice was cold.
"I know, I know, the black organization, right?" Shiraiji smiled, "But as far as I know, the black organization doesn't seem to have their thoughts on him."
"It's better to say that with you here, the black organization won't notice him."
"You want to say it's dark under the lamp?" Shiraijiu sneered, his tone getting colder, "I didn't let Qu Sheng join the black organization for this purpose."
Besides, who is Conan? Why should he spend two puppets to cover him?
...Of course, it is a resentment-generating machine.
Well, it's still worth it.
As long as the tool is easy to use, it doesn't matter if it has some minor flaws.
Thinking about this, Shiraijiu looked at Conan again and suddenly felt much more pleasing to the eye.
Well, at least her resentment about not being able to see the magic show tonight was suppressed.
Shiraijiu stopped what he was doing, threw the six-sided Rubik's Cube of the same color back to Shiraiyu, and then looked up at the night sky.
There are never any stars visible at night in Tokyo. The dark night is like a black curtain, with only a quarter moon hanging on it for decoration.
Under the night sky, Suiko Shirai was wearing a small white dress, holding a small white umbrella, and wearing a white cat-face mask. She was sitting alone on the railing on the top of the building, with her feet dangling in the air and swaying leisurely.
Opposite her, there was a white figure flying past with a hang glider on his back, and behind him there were vague scoldings from the police.
