Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"Wow, ah, ah!" Conan was taken aback by Ai Haibara, who had walked up to him at an unknown time. He patted his chest and muttered, "It's too close~", just now he turned his head and saw the girl Bai Yu Like a profile face, even the soft fluff can be seen up close.

"What are you doing, you know what you're thinking of strange things." Haibara Ai just focused on analyzing the handwriting on the paper, ignoring the distance between the two, and rolled her eyes sarcastically after realizing the reason for Conan's gaffe.

"It's really too close..." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko and Yoshida Ayumi, who saw this scene next to them, wanted to speak but dared not speak, and muttered in unison in a low voice, but the voice was so low that no one could hear each other.

"What happened to you when you said that?" Conan changed the subject.

Haiyuan Ai gave him a glamorous white eye and said, "I said that his hands trembled a lot when he wrote, as if he was enduring great pain."

"Huh?" Conan was stunned for a moment, remembering that the grievance between him and Mizumayue was caused by Suimayue's sudden headache at the crime scene? Does Mizuma have a migraine or something like that?

"Oh yes," Haibara Ai added, "Mizumaki comes to the hospital at least once a month to 'inquire about the development of the antidote', but does he seem like someone who cares about the antidote?"

"You mean..." Conan already had the answer in his heart.

"Anyway, I once again saw that doctor Naomura prescribe ten boxes of painkillers for him, but I don't know if he needs that many every month." ' looks like.

"Ten boxes? Is he actually a drug addict?" Conan's eyes widened. Even people who are addicted to painkillers rarely need ten boxes a month. The more addictive they are, the more pure they are.

"Idiot, he took the type without drug ingredients, do you think there is only one kind of pain reliever?" Haibara Ai continued to roll his eyes, "Can the common sense of the detective be more extensive."

"I doubt if your 'common sense' in medicine is common sense," Conan retorted.

"Sherlock Holmes is very proficient in medicine and pharmacy."

"Okay okay you won." Conan whispered in a low voice: "Dad is right, don't reason with women...", and then brought the topic back: "The kind of medicine that the police officer took, a lot of Will there be side effects when taking it?" Basically, almost all medicines will have side effects, especially if they are taken in excess.

"Let's think about it," Hai Yuanai pointed at her delicate chin with her spring onion-white jade-like fingers, "Well...it should be irritable, irritable, suspicious and violent, plus..."

"Needless to say, I feel that these are all symptoms of that guy." Every time Haibara Ai said the same thing, Conan's face turned pale, and finally he couldn't listen anymore and interrupted.

In fact, the two of them still have some wishes for Suimayue. Although Suimayue often has headaches when handling cases and needs to take a lot of medicine, although Conan has cases to be handled basically every day, Suimayue will not eat ten times a month. The box of medicine, when Hai Yuanai saw it, it was actually a three-month medicine...

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"Ah!" Mizumayue sneezed loudly, "Is the weather getting cold... That's right, it's already August."

Mizumayue didn't know that the headache he had hidden for a long time was about to be exposed because of the two stinky brats and that scribbled reasoning. Plot memory, but he just has an intuition that must be related to the map, and he believes that this intuition must come from those memories that are dusty in the soul.

"Hey! I'm going!"

Mizumayue suddenly found that the loud sneeze just now accidentally sprayed the spit on the map, and Mizumayue quickly wiped it with her hands.

"Hey, I'm going! Unlucky!" As she wiped, Mizuma wailed again, and the water-soluble red pen used for marking dried super slowly on the smooth map, because this type of pen was originally the kind that is convenient for conferences. The whiteboard marker, which was focused in the middle circle and then easily wiped off, is now combined with Mizumayuki's saliva, and it is easy to draw a blood-red route on the map, which is becoming more and more difficult to wipe.

"Huh..." Mizumayuki was about to find toilet paper to wipe the map, but Zhengji had already decided to wipe the entire map clean, and then marked the location again. But now Mizumayue suddenly stared at the route, and she was a little dazed.

It was a perfect arc. It started from the sky and crossed Yotsuya. After Yotsuya filled up the ink, it went straight to Shimokitazawa. If Mizuki stopped early, she would probably refuel in Shimokitazawa and leave. The city of Tokyo then leaves this map from the outskirts of the city.

As a result, the original five points on the map became two points and an arc, just like a crooked "ソ" to the right of the plus point.

Shui Jianyue stared at this word blankly, and the more she read, the more fascinated she became, she suddenly screamed while holding her head, and hurriedly took out painkillers from the drawer, poured out a small handful, swallowed it without counting, and even covered the lid. Before he could screw it up, he rolled up the map and ran out, cursing in a low voice as he ran: "Are Japanese people writing Chinese characters with their pens down!"

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is very boring. It is to take the "airline" as a stroke, and then add a stroke to the vicinity of "Shinagawa", and add Ikebukuro and Qiancaoqiao as two "points", which constitutes a Chinese character "Fire" ".

The game of hyphenation with strokes has also been thought of before, but he is more used to the order of Chinese characters in his previous life. When writing the word "fire", he first writes "dot" to start the stroke, then writes "skew", followed by "short skimming" and " Nai", and according to the order of arson, the prisoners wrote the characters "dot" and "shorthand" on the left and right first, and then wrote the following "person" - one stroke and one nai, and almost 60% of the Japanese do this. When writing the Chinese character "Fire", 30% of the remaining 40 adults do not know how to write Hanzi.

Mizuki didn't stumble to look for Officer Mumu, he needed to find a high-level who could really give orders at the first time and had the courage, not Mumu Shisan, who was full of caution and hesitation, and had to make a decision. The door to the memory of the reported dead fat man ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has been opened. According to the original plot, the prisoner was about to ignite the flames of Shinagawa, and almost made a charcoal-burning Takagi.

But in the plot, when Takagi jumped up and down because of Sato Miwako's father's problems, he was killed by Sato Masayoshi's murderer—it's not right to say that it was murder. I heard that there seem to be other secrets, but it's not wrong to say that it was murder, anyway. It was the man who knocked him unconscious and threw it into the old wooden warehouse where the arsonist was about to attack.

However, the current situation is that the person was taken away last month. At least the risk of Takagi being burned by charcoal is not high, but it should also mean that the three of Sato Takagi Shiratori should all be hanging around Shinagawa now. Maybe One of them would be in charge of taking the children home, but at least two of them played shoulder-to-shoulder games with the killer in Shinagawa.

Thinking in my heart, Mizumayuki has already arrived at that person's office - the police chief Hakuba.

"Director, the criminal's behavior has been found!" Mizuma Yue didn't even knock on the door, she used the rolled up map to "bump" open the door of the office and called out.

The chief police officer of White Horse, who was working, immediately raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were like two lightning bolts, aiming at Mizumayue.

Mizumayue looked back indifferently, letting him see the flame in his eyes. Involuntarily, he spread the map over the director's office documents, picked up the red pen on the desk, filled in the last stroke of "fire", and then drew a hard circle on Shinagawa's position.

The circle is too deep to be erased.

Director White Horse glanced at the "fire", the answer was too simple for him to believe.

The two looked at each other for a second, one let the other see the doubt in his eyes, while the other expressed his confidence and firmness.