"Is this a stage name?" Just as Matsuda asked people to go back to his house and wait for him to see the murderer, Conan went to the room of the second man in red who stole someone else's ID: "The man in red, I was almost deceived by your trick." ”

"I'm not trying to deceive anyone. Doi Ta turned his head on the balcony: "This time I came to see that the stupid boy who had died was still communicating, so I took a look." I didn't expect this to happen, little ghost, you didn't come at the right time. No wonder where there is a criminal policeman, the detective does nothing. ”

"Say something like that. Conan was annoyed. Thinking of Matsuda's cheap appearance just now, he was angry and hid his hand behind him.

Just now, it was obvious that I solved the puzzle, and I was shamelessly plagiarized by that guy, not to mention, I had to encourage me to go upstairs to find you, a pretending thief.

"Kid, stop talking. Seeing Conan's hands behind his back, Kidd's heart went cold. You can't even make a joke, and you still want to attack me on this occasion?

As Conan quickly swung his arm to aim at Kidd, Kidd fell straight back from the balcony and disappeared in front of Conan.

Conan took a few steps forward, just in time to see Kidd, who had completed his disguise, flying away with a glider.

This time happened to be the time when Tanaka and Matsuda were talking, and Tanaka received Matsuda's prompt and turned back to see Kidd leaving.

"Even without my presence, you won't run away. Matsuda said calmly: "You, after all, are not a person who can live without incident after killing someone. ”

"Hey, is this a comfort?" Tanaka turned around, but didn't make eye contact with Matsuda.

"Not comfort, but facts. If you do this, the saddest thing should actually be your grandfather. Especially because he made your life so miserable, and this kind of thing is actually the easiest to hit the old man's heart. Matsuda's expression was gloomy, and his eyes lost their luster. Silly boy? Silly and naïve child?

"Grandpa? He's dead, dead. Tanaka was so sensationalized by Matsuda that he couldn't stop his tears.

"Tears. Matsuda stretched out his hand to help Tanaka wipe it: "Now that you have chosen a difficult path, no matter what happens in the future, no matter what kind of eyes others will look at you in the future, don't miss it again." If you can, if you trust me, you can come to me for any difficulties in the future, but please stick to it, keep going, and don't miss it again. ”

Persevere, go on, and never miss again. Matsuda's voice was firm, because it was a cry from the depths of his heart, from behind his soul. Yes, we've all missed it at one time, but we're never going to do anything wrong again.

When Tanaka wiped away her tears, it was already dawn, and the sun shone through the window on her face, reflecting in Matsuda's eyes, soft and warm.

"I know another magician, her name is Miyoshi Asako. When I saw you, I suddenly thought, if one day I can see you standing on the stage together and blooming with dazzling brilliance, then I think that kind of light will definitely make me cry. ”

"Matsuda, this time it was very good. When the dust settled, in the office of the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Division, Twilight patted Matsuda on the shoulder and said, "You didn't live up to our trust, but did you forget something?"

"What did I forget?" Matsuda asked, confused. I didn't say anything about the promise that there wouldn't be a murder, did I? Hamano, who died, was already dead when I went, so I can't be considered my responsibility, right?

"Where did you drop the helicopter's parachute bag?" Seeing Matsuda's pretended to be at a loss, Twilight knew that he wanted to evade responsibility.

"I didn't throw it, it hung itself on a tree. When Matsuda heard this, he immediately began to prevaricate: "I was in a hurry to go to the villa. ”

"Don't make excuses, the driver has come several times. Twilight was also helpless at Matsuda's dead face: "I'll help you stop this matter, but you should pay attention to yourself, and you may be on his helicopter again in the future." ”

Hehe, the ghost will do it, it's a big deal that next time I don't parachute, let's rappel. Matsuda turned his face to the side, not wanting to have a fight with Twilight. Why did you think of abseiling now?

The murder was very simple, and the prisoner confessed, so it was quickly reported for examination. After that, Matsuda watched her be taken away by Prosecutor Kujo. Because it was a serial murder and the case was serious, this Madonna was specially assigned to the horse.

Of course, this Madonna in the prosecutor's world is more famous and has a stronger aura, but it is even more unpleasant to look at Matsuda. Like the suppressed detective Kogoro Maori, Matsuda is slightly different.

Behind the famous single Madonna, there is a lot of talk about unscrupulous people, with jealous female colleagues accusing her of relying on Matsuda to achieve political success, and lewd male counterparts repeatedly emphasizing that she and Matsuda have some kind of relationship that goes beyond friendship.

Under such a premise, how can the nine prosecutors who are ice clear and jade give Matsuda a good face, and the two of them finished the cold delivery, and even said a complete sentence.

"The profession of a police officer is a crime. After a few days of rest after sending Tanaka away, Matsuda began to moan painlessly. Our job is obviously to catch the bad guys, so why do we meet so many good people who make mistakes?

Tanaka walked for a few days, but Matsuda was still so cranky. In fact, frankly speaking, this kind of killing people because of quarrels, and this kind of thoughtful serial killing, is always unjustifiable.

In Matsuda's heart, Tanaka is the kind of ordinary person who is kind, and of course it is the duty of the police to guide them on the right path, and it is also the duty of the police not to make mistakes. What really touched him was actually the female magician Miyoshi Asako, as soon as he saw Tanaka Matsuda, he would think of her, and think of that night, she carried the sleeping Ninety-nine Fumino on her back and walked in the night.

When he was caught in the whirlpool of emotions and sentimentality, he looked up at the clock on the wall, and Matsuda jumped up excitedly: "Get off work!

"I'm back. Matsuda returned to his apartment and looked up to see Xiao Ai, who was watching a fashion catwalk in front of the TV.

"The dishes I have bought are in the kitchen. Little Wailing didn't even raise his head.

"Ah, yes, yes. Matsuda grimaced at the back of Xiao Ai's head and went into the kitchen. In order to better contact with Xiao Wai and make her cheerful and confident, Matsuda usually does not do this kind of childlike big boy behavior.

Although it seems silly, it is not without effect. Xiao Ai, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't look back, but he really wanted to see Matsuda's small movements. After whispering a word of "stupid". The corners of his mouth hooked.

And on the kitchen case, several kinds of vegetables were not only washed cleanly, but also cut and neatly placed, just waiting for Matsuda to fry in the pot.

The days of takeout every day are actually not very easy, no matter how you change them, you will get tired of eating after a long time. And Xiao Ai's body is still small after all, and Matsuda has had to start doing it himself for a while.

"Your level of chopping vegetables has been much better recently, in fact, it's good for me to come, can't you wait for it to eat?" Matsuda praised her after making dinner and sitting down face-to-face with Xiao Ai.

"You're not bad either. Xiao Ai took a bite of food: "At least grasp the amount of salt." "I don't cut vegetables, do I want you to throw them whole?

"Raising a family, learning everything, and not suffering in the future. Matsuda smiled dryly.

After eating, sitting on the sofa, Matsuda leisurely cocked Erlang's legs: "Conan, this little ghost is still quiet these days, right?

"Ha, I don't have an obligation to watch him for you. Although Xiao Ai said this, he still replied to Matsuda: "If the incident at the villa a few days ago is not counted, then he is a very ordinary child." ”

"Well, it's great that he hasn't been involved in anything with Maori in the past few days. Matsuda said here and smiled: "If he can take Maori and his family to travel elsewhere for a year and a half, then the whole world will be quiet." ”

People just can't stand the chatter, Matsuda just finished saying that his phone rang.

"Brother Matsuda, hurry up and come to the Metropolitan Police Department, no, no need, you are waiting at the intersection of Nimachi, and I will send someone to pick you up. As soon as the phone rang, I heard the anxious voice of Twilight.

"What's wrong?" Matsuda felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"I just received a call from my brother Maori that there was a murder in Mori's house. You have to be smart, the Mori Yuan family is a big conglomerate, a figure in high society, and every move is under the attention of the media. Twilight immediately hung up the phone after a little explanation, and organized people over there to get to the scene as soon as possible.

Listening to the busy sound of "beep" in his ears, Matsuda was still stuck while Twilight was talking. He said who called the police? Maori? That Maori? Maori Kogoro? Your sister, Conan, this little ghost is really not allowed to talk about it?

Quickly rushed to the agreed place with Twilight, and after the police car arrived to pick him up, he hurried to the scene of the murder, which was a luxurious villa.

After getting out of the police car, Matsuda didn't have time to sigh that there was still anyone in Japan who dared to be a rich man, so he saw that the door of the villa had been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Of course, it wasn't the police, but the reporters who had heard the news, and they were stuck in the doorway, as if waiting for the door to open a crack so that they could get the latest news.

"What are they doing, what about the police department? Don't you plan to take care of them?" Matsuda looked left and right, ready to look for a side door or an open window.

"The police department was in the crowd, and the owner of the villa had not yet opened the door when so many reporters poured in. All at once squeezed them into the innermost part. A police officer who knew the situation came up and said, "What should I do, Officer Matsuda, do you need to evacuate them?"