Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

Just when the murderer Hongshang Wuyi was taken away by the police officer, the lights of the venue dimmed, and the performance was about to start.

Mizumayuki and Conan hurried to their "friends and relatives seat" to get ready to watch Xiaolan's performance.

As he walked, Conan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Officer Mizuma? How did you notice the poison in the drink?"

The emergency situation was lifted, and Mizumayuki was in the mood to play Conan again, completely forgetting the matter of just accepting Conan's love, and started talking nonsense.

"I passed by the beverage stand several times when I was walking around the venue before, and I noticed that Hongshang dance suit." This sentence is still true, if I didn't have an impression of her before, just relying on Conan's words "poisoning in the drink" "The inspiration is not to think of her directly.

"At that time, I saw that she had just finished buying a drink and was adding cream and honey to the coffee - since there is cream and honey on the lid of the cup, it should be coffee, right, but I vaguely heard the sound of bubbles bursting, and I glanced at it. I took a look and confirmed that it was filled with ice cola." This is nonsense, the venue was so noisy at that time, let alone Shui Jianyue, even if the Interpol, Wei Xinghu, was brought in, it is estimated that the bubbles of the carbonated drinks would not be heard. That's something only a monster of the gin level can do.

"But I didn't care at the time. The drink stalls are all run by students from your school. It's not surprising that the wrong drink is loaded, but when I passed by there for the second or third time, I found that the Hongshang dance clothes had not been changed. The drink didn't take the drink back, just put the drink aside and stood there looking at the watch waiting for the time, which is weird." In fact, it was only because I saw her for a few laps that I had an impression of her.

"Later, in the murder method you proposed, I remembered her problem when I heard the method of poisoning in the drink, so I found her and checked her drink." Mizumayuki grinned, "It's actually her too. I have a guilty conscience. I have researched that cup of coffee for a while, but I haven't found out what the poison is in it, but the four people are doctors and nurses in the hospital. Probably in her own cognition, the poison is easy to find. Bar."

"The last question, why does Hongshang Wuyi have to stand near the beverage stand for a long time? Well... I'll leave it to you to do your homework after class." Suizuki didn't figure out this suspicious point, so she found a reason to throw it away. Conan thought to himself.

"Cut...that's not easy. When she found out that the drink was wrong, the poison had already been put in it, because there was no second poison, so she couldn't go to the drink stand to replace it or buy another one, so she had to delay the time and bring the drink until the start of the play. Go back, so that the victim will drink the poisonous wrong drink if it is inconvenient to change the drink after discovering that the drink is wrong." Conan felt that Mizuma was underestimating his IQ.

"Alala, you have a very keen sense of crime." Mizumayuki, whose IQ was dropped by Conan two blocks, sighed sincerely, "Then one more question, why did she buy iced coffee herself? Not afraid of drinking with the victim. Confuse yourself with a poisonous drink?"

"I'll make fun of you there..." Conan yawned boredly. "According to the murderer's expectation, the victim was poisoned by the drink, so she who bought the drink is the well-deserved first suspect. At this time, if she throws her and the victim away Drinking the same drink can confuse the judgment and transfer the suspicion to the other companions who dispense the drink." Conan's aura of being a scholar is getting brighter and brighter.

"Mmmm, it's amazing." Mizumayue didn't seem to show Conan's face at all, she nodded in praise of him, suddenly changed her words, and asked with a sullen face: "Now you understand why the detective appeared at the crime scene by coincidence, Did the police classify him as a suspect in the first place instead of asking for help?"

Isn't it because you have an opinion on me? Conan said in his heart, but what he said on his mouth was: "Officer Mizuma means that the detective's criminal awareness is too strong?"

"That's right. In all fairness, most people known as detectives are better at solving crimes than most police officers. This is also the origin of the habit of police seeking help from detectives, but in contrast, the more good they are at solving crimes, the better they are. Good at planning crimes, if you detectives commit crimes themselves, we police officers will definitely have a headache, if the detectives who plan the crime are still on the scene to guide the police to solve the case, and let the police go round and round, even I am no exception."

"That's why—" Mizumayuki published the final summary to finish the pretense, "Detectives should not be delusional about being active in the front line, wait for us to visit you as a consultant with problems, of course, it is my personal wish. That day will never come."

Conan suddenly became suspicious. It seemed that what Tsukishima said made sense. His father, Yusaku Kudo, has always been a consultant to the police, but he used to think that it was because he was not a detective but a mystery novelist. Now It doesn't look like that?

Could it be that my definition of a detective has been wrong before? Conan fell into a huge self-doubt.

No, no! Conan suddenly reacted, the guy in front of him is the enemy! How can you surrender to the enemy's mouth cannon!

"Hey hey hey!" Conan intends to object.

"Let's go quickly, it will start soon." Mizumayue ignored him at all, and quickened her pace.

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When they reached the seat Xiaolan reserved for their friends, Mizuma Yue and Conan discovered an embarrassing thing.

No more seats! I don't know if it's because there are a few more people than in the original book, and the result was not lined up or something else went wrong. In short, they have no seats!

"Hey... how can I do this." Lin Miao thought for a while, then decisively picked up Ivia and placed it on his lap: "This will free up a seat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I should call you dead Sister control or dead lo*ic*n? Mizumayue complained about Lin Miao's impure motives in her heart. However, he was still very unpretentious and sat down before Conan.

Conan scolded Mizuma in his heart and had to think about where he should sit.

"Conan-kun...take a seat with me." Ayumi suddenly blushed and said a surprising remark, then moved her little **** to free up half of the seat.

Mizumayue watched the fun and wanted to make things bigger, and blew a satyr whistle to enhance the atmosphere.

"Conan..." Mitsuhiko and Genta stared at Conan through gritted teeth, murderous max.

"Um... no..." Conan still refused the offer for the sake of his life.

Conan looked left and right... It's impossible to sit on Uncle Mouri's lap... Mizumayuki definitely didn't think about it.

Conan moved his gaze to Haibara Ai, and then felt two condensed murderous auras again, one was from Haibara Ai himself, and the other... Hey Mitsuhiko! Why is it you again!

"Gong... Conan, why don't you sit on my lap too, come on, come on." A black boy sitting in the back row suddenly said.

Tsuki Mizuma hadn't noticed that there was someone they knew behind Conan, but when she turned her head, she realized that it was Hattori Heiji, and there was a female high school student of the same age next to her.

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PS: After April Fool's Day joke, many book friends are clamoring to send razor blades, so I posted the school address and phone number in this chapter, and try to see if clamoring to send razor blades to send kitchen knives will really send them.

In fact, it's best not to send it. It's very troublesome to get the express delivery. If you have to send it, you can send a pencil eraser or something in addition to the blade (smile)

————— Origami star who wants to do things