Although he doesn't have an extraordinary memory, the floppy disks in Itakura's Takura bag are all beige, and Mizuma still remembers it. What the hell is it that everything is black in front of me?

"Damn...... It's been tricked!......" Shui Jianyue slapped helplessly on the door of her head, knowing what was going on.

The purpose of assassinating him was to force him to put down his bag, and then steal the floppy disk inside and replace it with a pillar! And he arrogantly changed it to black, that is, he directly told him that the floppy disk had been taken away.

I don't know how important a floppy disk is, but it makes sense why there is the power to lock off parks and drive away visitors, but only one person carries out the assassination.

Because the target was not to kill him at all, but to take that bag of floppy disks.

As you can guess, even if you lose to that killer, there will be other accidents that will allow you to escape death, and if you defeat the assassin without giving them a chance to steal the floppy disk, reinforcements will definitely appear.

Other forces, such as the FBI, will not leave their lives even if they learn of the existence of the floppy disk, so it is self-evident that there is such a large amount of money that sacrifices a person just so that he cannot see the contents of the floppy disk. Mizuma Yue knew that there was nothing to pursue in this matter, and her injuries were in vain.

After confirming in the mirror that there was no problem with his dress, Mizuma Yue returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with a pack of floppy disks that had been replaced, and after checking that there was no problem with this thing, he would dispose of it according to Itakura Takura's relics, hoping that he would have any heirs to inherit the inheritance.

On the way back to the Metropolitan Police Department, Mizuma took out her mobile phone and made a call to Belmode.

"Hey——?" Belmode asked in a long voice, obviously knowing what Mizuma Moon was calling for, and still wanted to play.

"Who did that?" Mizuma Tsuki's voice thought of the cold wind of December, and anyone who was almost killed couldn't be happy. People with good psychological qualities can continue to talk to others with hippie smiles, but Mizuma is not, at least not for now.

"It's boring...... It was Chianti's order for a few peripheral personnel to do it. Belmode explained dissatisfiedly.

"Beep-beep-" Mizuma hung up.

"It looks like it's still very tender, and I don't realize it until now, I'm playing with us with my life. Putting down the phone, Belmode muttered to himself and lit a cigarette, and then watched the smoke rise, tumble, and settle again, thinking about whether the boss could control such a person with a ghostly heart, strange abilities, and a weak enough mentality.

"Conan, what are you doing?" Mizuma called Conan again.

"I'm ...... I'm ...... with the imps What's wrong with playing soccer with everyone?" Conan said in a rambling voice, feeling like a ghost.

"Conan, what did you just say?" said Motota's voice.

"Definitely talking about imps, right?" Mitsuhiko said.

"Conan is too good, aren't you a little ghost?" Ayumi said.

"That's it, it's clear that Conan is the most childish imp!" Avia's voice said.

"Ha~ah. "The sound of yawning should be the voice of the last member of the Junior Detective Group, Gray Yuan Ai, but obviously Mizuma Moon also saw Gray Yuan Ai just now.

"Okay, you, don't I know you well enough?" Mizuma pouted: "Stop playing with the voice changer, I didn't say that I wanted to stop you from searching Itakura Taku's house, I just wanted to tell you, if you get caught by Gin, don't give me a confession." After saying that, Mizuma Yue hung up the phone, and now he could see the Metropolitan Police Department building.

Getting closer, Shui Jianyue suddenly felt wrong, who was the big man with a knife at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department?

When Shui Jian Yue walked closer, the 'big man' also saw Shui Jian Yue, and seemed to let out a long howl, like Shui Jian Yue pounced.

Mizumayue wanted to hide, but she didn't dare to dodge, and the pain in her left abdomen had now slowly spread to her entire waist and abdomen, and she didn't dare to make big moves.

"Tsuki-kun, where have you gone!" Miwako Sato asked as she grabbed Mizumatsuki's collar and forced her to ask, while her other hand grabbed Mizumatsuki's flapping stick.

"You said it yourself, if you dare to run again, I will lead the stick to the door of the Metropolitan Police Department and block you to beat!" Seeing Mizumatsuki's gaze on the stick, Miwako Sato said with her neck tilted.

"Hey, I said it myself, I'm sorry, I just stopped by and suddenly wanted to go around the store. I didn't expect that skipping work and going around in a circle would make Miwako Sato have such a big reaction, and Mizuma Yue admitted her mistake very cowardly.

"The store, after more than three hours of shopping in the store, or do you still go to the store with something related to the case?" Although she didn't say it, Miwako Sato's expression clearly expressed the meaning of asking Mizuma to lie and have a snack.

"Actually......" Mizuma Moon wanted to find a reason, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Actually, what?" asked Miwako Sato, noticing another thing: "What's wrong with your clothes?" and it's not new...... Why are you so pale, are you fooling around?"

Fooling around...... The corners of Mizuma's mouth twitched, wondering where Miwako's brain circuits had gone.

As for the clothes, the original clothes were stained red with blood, of course they couldn't be worn, and Mizuma Moon couldn't come back in a hospital gown, so she was wearing a change of clothes that Naomura Lang put in the hospital, but fortunately, the two of them were about the same size.

"Not to mention, on the way back from the store, a car splashed me with muddy water. I went home directly and changed my clothes before I came, otherwise why was it delayed for so long. Mizuma Moon said nonsense with a wit.

"Then what the hell are you going to buy?" Miwako Sato squinted at Mizuma's face, still feeling that something was wrong with this pale complexion.

"Hmm...... Let me keep it a secret, the things I left at home when I changed my clothes. Shui Jian Yue said hesitantly.

Nonsense, what do you have time to buy along the way, Mizuma Tsukiman's mind is full of assassinations, assassinations, assassinations, and killing a person himself......

"Oh...... I know, whatever you want, but next time don't do this kind of thing during working hours, so that the Twilight Police Department will be scolded if they are caught. Suddenly, Miwako Sato seemed to have misunderstood something, and let go of Mizuma with a smile and patted the dust on Mizumatsuki's shoulder.

"Ahh......h

"Come back again. Before Mizuma could react, Miwako Sato stood on tiptoe again, holding Mizuma's arm with one arm and resting her head in his arms.

"Alright. In just three seconds, Mizuma Moon was let go, and Miwako Sato, who was smiling, walked to the Metropolitan Police Department first: "Go back quickly, don't be caught by the Twilight Police Department." ”

Looking at Miwako Sato's back blankly, Mizuma Moon suddenly remembered, no wonder Miwako Sato misunderstood something, next week is her birthday, 100% she thought she was secretly buying a gift and was surprised!

Mizuma Moon patted her head wildly, fortunately she was reminded once this time, otherwise she really didn't remember it all the time...... It's super tragic to definitely die.

And Miwako Sato, who was walking in front, had a look that was not so happy just now, but with a thick solemnity.

The smell on Mizumatsuki's clothes is not his taste...... Miwako Sato narrowed her eyes and gave up on the idea of investigating on her own.