After the end of Mizuma's monthly vacation, there was indeed good news, his performance in the Shinkansen bombing case made the top very satisfied, and he was reinstated and exempted from the exam.

Now that Mizuma Moon is back to the identity of the patrol minister, she feels that her waist is straighter than before when she goes out and takes two steps. In fact, he was demoted for a total of half a month, and even his salary was not reduced.

There was also a great event for the whole search lesson, and there was one less person in the family of the Matsumoto administrator.

It's not a death, it's not a disappearance! The Administrator, though vicious, has not yet gotten to the point of gloating over the whole search.

The daughter of the manager, Sayuri Matsumoto, is married! She is about to put on a wedding dress and change her surname to Takasugi.

What worries Mizumatsuki is that when he heard the news, his head hurt again, although it was only for a moment, but it still made him worried, I am afraid that the wedding of the manager's daughter will be involved in the incident again.

On the day of the wedding, Mizuma looked at the detective family portrait in front of him with a confused expression: Mao Lilan and Edogawa Conan, and Suzuki Sonoko, the second lady of the Suzuki Foundation, with him. Mizuma remembered that in the plot, Sonoko Suzuki was Conan's second stand-in, and she was anesthetized without Maori Kogoro.

Mizumayue glanced at her colleagues again, and they were all beaming with joy and looseness, losing their usual vigilance. Generally speaking, Mizuma Moon is like this at this time, but I already know that there will be cases, and I can't stand it when I look at them again.

"Lizheng!" Mizuma Moon drank lightly. Most of the colleagues around him were forensic personnel who had been yelled at by him for more than ten days, and they had already practiced conditioned reflexes, although Mizumayue yelled 'Lizheng' for the first time, their faithful bodies had immediately tensed.

Then everyone reacted, now is not a mission, why is Shui Jianyue roaring upright?

Receiving everyone's questioning eyes, Shui Jianyue replied: "Be vigilant, what does Hanger Lang look like." I know you think it's full of cops and no one dares to do anything. But on the other hand, there are police officers everywhere, and if anyone else does something and succeeds, it's a big slap in the face of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. After saying that, Mizumazuki's face sank, and it is conceivable that if that time comes, those media can be said to be crazy with laughter.

What Shui Jianyue said is indeed reasonable, no one present wants to repeat the tragedy, one pass ten, ten pass hundreds, all the grassroots police officers and some middle and high-level officers are cautious. The atmosphere of the wedding remains the same, but everyone's eyes are sharper.

In the final stage of the pre-wedding preparations, Matsumoto went to see his daughter, followed by the Twilight Police Department and Mizuma Tsuki.

As soon as the management officer entered, he startled Xiaolan and the garden inside. Thinking that a gangster had broken in, Xiaolan also put on a defensive posture and prepared to fight, but the bride didn't squeak, and the Dusk Police Department hurriedly stood up to explain. The misunderstanding was resolved, but the atmosphere was embarrassing, and the blind could see that there was any contradiction between the manager and his daughter, but Shui Jianyue couldn't manage it, and he couldn't manage it.

Finally, after finding an excuse, everyone came out, leaving the bride alone to make the final preparations for the bride, and while Mizumayue breathed a sigh of relief, the bad premonition became more obvious.

Lemon Tea!Mizumatsuki suddenly remembered the key, and before she had time to explain, she immediately turned around and ran to the room, slammed open the door and ran in, just in time to see the bride drinking lemon tea, and the bride's movements that were frightened by Mizumatsuki were frozen there.

Seeing that the lemon tea had not yet entered her mouth, Mizumatsuki breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the bride not only did not put down the lemon tea, but continued to pour it into her mouth, as if she was still in a hurry.

Mizumatsuki's soul was almost scared away, and when she went up, she slapped the bride in the face!

Face!

After beating Mizuma, he was dumbfounded, he fanned the manager's daughter?

But if you don't fan, you can't do it, the poisonous lemon tea is in your mouth, if it weren't for this slap, you would have swallowed it.

Half of the lemon tea in the bride's mouth was "spit out", and the can fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound, waking up the two fools.

"Mizuma, what are you going to do?" the steward angrily ran in, stunned when he saw the lemon tea on the ground.

On the side of the poured can, in the spilled lemon tea, floated a small dissolved and broken capsule.

"Steward, we found this guy sneakily throwing this thing into the trash. At this time, two patrols rushed in, handcuffing the groom Takasugi Toshihiko, holding a small bottle in his hand.

The truth is revealed, and it is such a sad story.

He was a childhood sweetheart with her, he kept her safe, and she had a secret affection for her.

Her father killed his mother, and he disappeared without a trace, leaving her with a long history.

When he reappears, he is bent on seeking revenge on her father, but he doesn't recognize her.

She knew it was him, and she knew what he wanted to do, but she didn't know if he had denied her.

If that's what he wants, then she drank it.

A can of lemon tea, the packaging is changing, the taste is changing, and her love remains the same.

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A "snap" slap in the author's face.

Shui Jianyue: "Why are you so literary and artistic?"

PS There is a local tyrant who gives a reward of 588! Thank you for the reward of the local tyrant!

PSS It stands to reason that I should add a more to express it, but I've been studying signing recently, and that contract is so long (crying). Remember it first, I'll add it later.