122 Chapter 122 (Vampire Conan)

Before the words fell, the atmosphere was tense instantly.

"Who did it?"

The cold blade pierced the air with a terrible chill.

It's a pity that Izawa doesn't seem to be disturbed by the coercion of the vampires, and he chuckles: "Jiu Lanshu won't really treat her as a handicraft that can be broken at the touch of a touch, and the slightest injury and pain will have to be turned upside down before he is willing." Are you her bodyguards or babysitters? ”

Lan Tangying glared at him, and shouted angrily to Ize: "Don't let you be disrespectful to Lord Cardinal! You don't know anything about Lord Cardinal! If I find out that there is a next time, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

"You misunderstood! I accidentally fell down the stairs and hit it, it has nothing to do with Zero and a wisp of classmates, don't wrong him. With tears in her eyes, Yuki argued for Izawa with unusually aggrieved feelings. People who don't know the truth still think that she was coerced by the other party and forced to hide the facts. What's funny is that she looked at Izawa's face after she finished speaking, as if the other party was still unhappy and was about to bow and apologize.

Cone Zero looked at Yuki, who was trembling, and frowned.

It's been a long time since I've seen Lan Tangying so high-spirited, and Ize actually has a strange feeling. He didn't care about the other party's threat at all, glanced at a circle of vampires with unkind faces, and then turned his head and said to Yuki with a smile: "It's better to go to class if the Discipline Inspector has nothing to do, after all, he has been asking for leave, even if there is a black lord behind his back to help, it is not very good-looking after all." ”

Yuki looked up sharply, looking nervously at both sides, unsure whether to leave or not. And everyone present looked at her silently, without saying a word.

Suddenly, she looked at Cone Zero pleadingly: "Zero ......"

"Let's go to class. The cone-born replied to Yuki, but his gaze fell on Izawa without moving.

I don't understand what I'm thinking, Yuki, who has no followers, has to go to the classroom alone.

When the only concoctor present left, the remaining few people simply didn't bother to maintain their superficial efforts, and Jia Yuanxiao said bluntly to Cone Shengling: "No matter what you want to do, if you touch the bottom line that shouldn't be tempted, don't blame us for being rude to you." ”

The implication is that you are not afraid to die if you want to, just don't find the wrong person.

Regardless of their attitude, Izawa began to chase people away: "Since everyone understands each other's goals, why waste time talking nonsense." It's a pity that my brother and I haven't seen for a long time still have something to talk about, and do we need to report to you about family matters?"

Lan Tangying snorted contemptuously, and was grabbed by the arm of Jia Yuanxiao and turned to leave together.

The woods were silent, and in the blink of an eye there were only two people left.

Cone Sheng Zero didn't understand what Ize wanted to do, if he could roughly guess the other party's thoughts and emotions before, but now such a close contact and Fang Cai's brother made him feel uneasy and excited from his heart. So, after everyone else walked away, he could only look at Ize silently, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Heh," Izawa laughed at the expression on which he looked at each other seriously, and for the first time he looked at each other seriously, his eyes surging with an extremely subtle light.

The unusually awkward cone, who was watching, unexpectedly left without raising his feet, and he waited for a while before Ize spoke, so he could only squeeze out a sentence: "What do you want to do." ”

Noticing the reddish tips of the person in front of him, Izawa didn't know what he thought, his smile faded a little, and after a pause, he asked a question that didn't hurt or itch: "Where to eat lunch?"

Cone Shengling looked at him inexplicably, and almost wrote the question mark on his face.

"What, are you afraid that I'll be poisoned?" said Izawa, half-jokingly, but his body stood stiff, as if it was about to break at any moment.

Just a stunned kung fu, Cone Sheng Ling put away the complicated emotions in his eyes, and responded: "I never thought about it like that." ”

Ignoring the other party's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Ize waited for Cone to agree, turned around and prepared to leave, "See you at noon then." ”

Metropolitan Police Department.

The guard standing guard at the gate was squatting and saying to a schoolboy, "Little brother, this is not the place for you to play. Did your parents come out with you? If you need help, I can take you to the building to find someone to help. ”

Elementary school students wear blue baseball caps on their heads, and even if they are only Douding's age, they can see their handsome faces from their facial features. He blinked wide, his wet eyes full of innocent curiosity. "Does Big Brother know Officer Twilight?"

"Do you know Officer Twilight? are you a fan of him?" the guard knew that Twilight Thirteen often attended media events as a representative of the police department, and it wouldn't be surprising if the child in front of him knew him.

The elementary school student shook his head and explained seriously, "Officer Twilight is my uncle, my father's brother." He said he would take me to the police station, because my dream is to grow up and be a detective! But my dad has something to do today, so he will take me to the door and he will leave. ”

Looking at the elementary school student's non-fake smile, the guard also felt that the child had no need to lie to him, and it was not too much to want to find someone. What's more, no one would dare to deliberately use him as an excuse for such a powerful officer.

Thinking so, the elementary school student followed the guard smoothly into the police station building and took the elevator to the office.

The schoolboy was frowning at the big screen, and the victim who was magnified on the electronic screen seemed to be particularly frightened, and his face was full of fear of death.

Compared to Twilight Thirteen, who didn't say a word, Shiratori Ren Saburo carefully observed the picture on the screen, not letting go of the slightest detail. It's just that after watching the crime scene for two days, there were no surprising new discoveries.

Miwako Sato, who was sitting in the first row, frowned while sorting out the information from the forensic side: "The results of the forensic doctor's integration are very strange in some places, and the layout of the scene seems to show that the murderer is different from ordinary people." ”

Takagi Wataru, who was next to her, scanned the report in his hand, combed through the clues he had obtained so far, and said in a deep voice: "If something impossible really happened, it means that something went wrong, or if the mystery we don't understand has not been solved, in short, I don't believe that the murderer is not human." ”

"Unfortunately, every line we've tracked has reached a dead end, and now all known progress is stagnant, and it's really helpless. Miwako Sato rubbed her swollen forehead, put down her pen and leaned back in her chair tiredly.

There was an oppressive silence in the conference room.

Every time the process of tracking down and solving a case will not be smooth sailing, and police officers who have experienced countless cases will naturally not be fragile. However, this time all the evidence points to an unbelievable outcome, which makes them puzzled and at the same time give birth to a sense of powerless panic.

How exactly the modus operandi of the crime, which cannot be inferred by common sense, is carried out. Is there another path or is it really not human.

The officers who stayed up late and worked overtime closed their eyes, forced to slow down their tense nerves, and wanted to take a moment of calm respite.

"Dangdang. ”

Shiratori Ren Saburo raised his voice and responded, "Come in." ”

The guard who was supposed to be guarding the door pushed the door in a little awkward, followed by a handsome boy with glasses, he looked at the people in the room, and then said to Twilight Thirteen, who was sitting in the center of the conference table: "Officer Twilight, this kid said that he made an appointment with you to come to the police station to find you, but I saw that he didn't have parents to accompany him and couldn't tell the contact information of the guardian, so I had to bring him over." ”

Just by glancing at the little boy, Twilight Thirteen knew what this guy had in mind. Since they all found this place, he had no choice but to nod to the guard: "Leave him with me, and I'll contact his guardian later." ”

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, the guard said hello and hurried back to guard the gate.

The little boy who was left alone did not feel uncomfortable in an unfamiliar environment, he easily ran to the empty seat next to Miwako Sato and sat down, and stretched out his head to look at the case materials that were open on the table.

Twilight Thirteen looked at the little boy with a headache, sighed and said helplessly, "What are you doing here, don't you want you to study hard and don't always come to the police station to make trouble?"

"Conan is our lucky star, and if there is any difficult case to solve, as long as you meet him and his uncle, you can ensure that it will go smoothly. Wataru Takagi has a crush on the little boy named Conan, and he half-jokingly enlivens the stiff atmosphere.

Miwako Sato, who didn't know what was going on in it, couldn't help but agree: "That's right, although this kind of physique that can always run into cases is not lucky, but most of the cases we have encountered that Conan is also involved in are indeed not unsolvable." ”

"Okay, you're really going to join in the fun, what can he know as a child, so let's stop here today. Officer Twilight took the coffee cup in his hand and drank it down, the cold bitter liquid slid through his esophagus and provoked him to crack his mouth, "Pack up your things and go to dinner, tomorrow morning we will have a meeting to re-compile the information clues at hand and try to find something that can be used." ”

Everyone had been busy all day, and when they heard that they didn't need to work overtime and stay up late, they all quickened their movements, and in less than a few minutes, only Twilight Thirteen and Conan were left in the conference room.

"Don't have a clue about that case?" Conan jumped out of his seat and stood beside Twilight Thirteen's legs.

"It's none of your business, you just have to do your thing now. The wrinkles between Twilight Thirteen's brows deepened, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a strong smell of smoke, "You can't follow up this time." ”

"But you've reached a bottleneck, and you need someone to give you new ideas. Conan didn't ask why, it was clear that this was not the first time he had been rejected, and he knew how to negotiate with Twilight.

Unfortunately, this time, Twilight Thirteen was unmoved, and he shook his head unquestioningly, "This time is different, things are not as simple as imagined." As for what to do, it shouldn't be your concern, just leave it to us. ”

"If you insist on this, there's not much I can do as a child. Still," Conan tilted his head and smiled, "you can't seem to stop me from doing anything." ”

"I hope you calm down and listen to what I say, if it's really just an ordinary case, I won't stop you from interfering, just like before. After all, being able to crack this morning and bring the murderer to justice is something everyone wants to see. ”

"So, what the hell are you hesitating about?"

"What if the murderer doesn't exist?"

"What do you mean?" Conan looked confused. "It's reasonable for the truth to exist, and Officer Twilight has believed some unrealistic falsehoods. ”

"Of course I won't be deceived by falsehood, but isn't the fact that you can be smaller just because it can't really exist, Shinichi. ”

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