"Oh, my brother at that time was so amazing! Yesterday you accompanied Mr. President to work so late, and you even had to go to have supper at two o'clock in the morning, deducting the time for you to go home for supper and get up this morning to freshen up, you only slept for four or five hours in total when you knew that you were going to pick up Mr. President at eight o'clock this morning, isn't my brother tired?" Xingchen looked at Shi Ren with a smile on his face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's my job, I'm used to it!" replied reluctantly.

At this time, a fluffy Persian cat walked up to Shi Ren's feet and leaned his head against Shi Ren's trouser legs, looking very intimate.

"It's so cute! it's a Persian cat!" Xiaolan bent down slightly to look at this cute little kitten, women have a natural love for cats.

"This cat's name is Aslang, and it's a cat raised by our eldest lady. Secretary Miura introduced to the crowd.

"Meow, meow......" Aslang kept making a sound.

Shi Ren squatted down, picked up Aslang, and said, "It looks like it's hungry, I'll help it find something to eat." But in his heart, he thought, "This little ghost named Xingchen has something to say, has he seen through it?" I should avoid it first, so as not to be tricked by him." ”

After Ren left, Maori said to Twilight, "Officer, I want to see the body too." ”

The body is examined by the forensic police, and Twilight doesn't expect Mori to make any new discoveries, but in order to avoid dampening Mori's enthusiasm, Twilight generously agrees to his request.

It stands to reason that a private investigator is not entitled to approach a corpse, even if Maori has the status of a former police officer.

However, the store is a big bully, and the customer is a big bully.

A well-known person like Kogoro Maori who has repeatedly solved strange cases for the police and has a certain social influence still needs to be given this corresponding privilege.

After carefully examining the body, Maori said, "I see, there are no external injuries, and there seems to be no sign of drinking the poisonous substance." ”

"Did you drink a toxic substance, can a preliminary autopsy alone tell from this?" Xingchen asked, puzzled. Compared with Conan, Xingchen didn't open a plug-in, he was just an ordinary person, and it was impossible for him to know such a professional partial knowledge.

Xingchen was just a simple question this time, and he didn't mean to target Mori Kogoro.

Maori, who felt that he had been brushed face, was a little unhappy, but seeing that it was Twilight's son, Maori could only explain patiently: "Generally, people who die of poisoning will have all kinds of black spots and red spots on their corpses. Or the destruction of blood vessels leads to signs such as bleeding from seven holes and foaming at the mouth. ”

“p.g.7。 Xingchen suddenly said a word that puzzled everyone, "A poison that dissolves in water, whoever accidentally drinks it will have heart paralysis, and the autopsy will not be able to detect it." ”

"Is there such a thing? How do you know that?" Twilight's eyes widened, and she looked at her son incredulously.

"Seen on TV. Xingchen replied a little weakly, do I want to tell you that I learned about it from watching old movies?

"Now TV is really getting more and more outrageous! There is no such thing in the real world. Twilight taught Xingchen earnestly: "Xingchen remembers, what our police need to solve cases is professional knowledge, and some criminal methods in TV and movies are simply impossible to achieve. If there is something that induces a heart attack, then sodium chloride, or table salt, can make it happen. However, when we asked the attending doctor, Yuki Ohki, he clearly told the president that he needed to pay attention to his salt diet. Secretary Miura's confession also said that the president doesn't like to eat salty things, so this can be ruled out. ”

Xingchen has always relied on knowing the plot to solve the case easily, but this advantage can't follow him for a lifetime. If you can't solve the case with your true strength, then how can you save Xiao Ai from the clutches of the black-clothed organization in the future, and be with Xiao Ai to give her a sense of security and have the ability to protect her......

Just when Xingchen fantasized about living a happy and beautiful life with Xiao Wai in the future, Conan, who had a very low sense of existence, could no longer stand the feeling of being ignored, and for the only truth, Conan began to exert his strength!

"It's so strange! Why does this person sweat so much?" Conan said, standing beside the bed, and tilted his hand at Okiyu's corpse, "You see that the sheets are wet, and so are the sheets. Even if it's sweating because of the pain before death, it's too much!"

"This house is completely controlled and managed by a computer, so can't it maintain a comfortable temperature all the time? But why is this happening?" Conan had already entered a state of reasoning, completely unaware that Maori on the side was already on the verge of going berserk.

Maori thought to himself, "I can't handle that little imp of Xingchen, can't I cure you kid?"

Regardless of the reactions of the other people around him, Maori grabbed Conan and threw Conan out of the house violently. There were also words in his mouth: "Adults handle cases, children don't come to make trouble!"

Maori's words are quite suspicious of scolding Huai, but even so, Xingchen is very knowledgeable and follows Conan out of the house.

Conan pondered the case as he walked. Unconsciously walked to the living room, and he saw a pot of flowers on the table that was very wilted.

According to the detective's sixth sense, Conan walked over to the trash can in the house again. I pulled out the receipt for the purchase of the flowers and found that the date of purchase of the flowers was just yesterday.

"Maybe the president's wife bought it and used it to arrange flowers?" Conan said in a self-inflicted analysis.

"Conan, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby? Xingchen's voice suddenly appeared behind Conan, which really startled him.

"Didn't your adults tell you that children who pick up garbage won't grow up?" Xingchen said as he walked over to the table, picked up a piece of high-end looking chocolate from a pile on the table, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth.

"Hey, hey, this is evidence at the scene of the crime? How can you move it casually? Aren't you afraid that this box of chocolates contains poison that caused President Oki Yuki to have a heart attack?" Conan was shocked, he didn't expect Xingchen to be so bold!

"Didn't Uncle Maori and my father already say that there are no signs of poisoning on President Okiyu's body, and there are so many chocolates on the table that no one will notice if they eat a piece!" Xingchen looked like a greedy child at the moment.

Conan was completely speechless at this, as if Xingchen's behavior was more in line with that of an ordinary seven-year-old child.

In order not to be confused by the appearance of the stars, Conan simply went straight to the point and asked, "I always feel a little strange about this incident. Xingchen, what do you think?"

"Uh. Dealing with the question of the stereotype, Xingchen had no choice but to answer in the stereotype: "Conan, I think there is something strange about this matter. There must be a big secret behind this. There must be a mystery in this matter......"

This kind of Tai Chi-like answer obviously could not satisfy Conan's strong thirst for knowledge, and Conan continued to ask: "Don't change the topic, I saw that your questions were a bit aimed at Mr. Ren before, do you think he is more suspicious?"

What a terrible intuition!

Xingchen secretly wiped his sweat in his heart, picked up the chocolate on the table without changing his face and handed it to Conan, "You can know who the murderer is if you eat this chocolate." ”