PS The buddies in the book review area are not joking, the computer is bad, and it is troublesome to update.

"Ah~~~I'm so sleepy~" Mizuma Yue yawned and appeared at the scene of the crime.

It's been a month since the last kendo-related case, and during that time, the Mori family has been operating in Tottori, Yamanashi, and Yamagata prefectures, and the crime rate in Tokyo has dropped by 30 percent.

This is 30 percent of all crimes, including theft, fraud, robbery, etc.

There are also a few homicide cases in charge of the three departments of the search class, but compared with the previous high-IQ crimes with hard work, the cases without the presence of detectives are so simple that they explode, and sometimes Mizumatsuki feels that those murderers are simply pig brains, basically after the forensic personnel investigate the scene, the murderer can almost turn himself in.

However, the good times didn't last long, and when Mizumatsuki saw the Maori family at the scene of the crime again, he was embarrassed to find that not only did he not take medicine, but he didn't bring medicine at all, but he didn't feel cute.

Because she didn't know if she would have a headache, Mizuma decided to take advantage of the good state of mind now and hurry up to make preparations.

The first step is to throw Conan out. Mizuma walked around behind Conan as usual and lifted his collar. Just as he was about to throw him out of the door, Mizuma Moon suddenly smelled a strange smell, not unpleasant but with a sweet fragrance, but a little pungent, very familiar smell. It seems to be sake, but it is not sake or beer.

"Liquor?" Mizumatsuki sniffed Conan again, turned his head and asked Xiaolan, "Did Conan drink liquor?"

Xiaolan is a little embarrassed, Japanese law prohibits minors from drinking, and when it gets serious, Conan drank liquor, and she, the guardian, is responsible, and it seems that she will inevitably yell at safety education?

Looking closely, Conan's appearance was not only drunk but also a little cold, and Mizuma Yue was a little hesitant: Isn't it not good to throw Conan at this time, after all, on the surface, Conan is just a child. After thinking about it carefully, Shui Jianyue handed him into Xiaolan's hand and then pointed to the door, the meaning was very clear.

Xiaolan is not stupid, she took Conan, and turned around and left the room like the owner of the house asked about the guest room, Mizuma Yue glanced at Uncle Maori with a questioning expression, Xiaolan is also a minor, and Conan's guardian should be him.

Of course, the uncle understood what Mizumayue meant, pouted his lips and gestured to the dark-skinned young man next to him who was interested in circling around the corpse, and complained: "It's all this kid, what nonsense is a cold medicine and poured it down for Conan, and then told us that it was dry wine." And they followed me here uninvited to make trouble. ”

"Oh, who is this?" Mizumatsuki was stunned for a moment, at first he thought that this young man was one of the members of the family, and when he heard Uncle Maori say this, it seemed that he came with Uncle Maori?

"Heiji Hattori," the young man introduced himself, "I'm a high school student from Kanto, ...... detective."

"Get out. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mizumatsuki, who had just said the three words of a high school student, and Mizumatsuki asked him to go out.

"What?" Hattori was stunned for a moment, no one had ever talked to him like that.

"I said it. Mizuma Moon responded indifferently, as if Hattori Heiji really didn't hear clearly. "If you have nothing to do with the case, please leave the scene and do not make trouble, and the first person to be found is Mr. Mori to explain the situation. ”

"Are you letting me out?" do you know who I am?" asked Hattori Heiji.

"I don't know, now you go out, and when the case is over, you can introduce yourself to me, but please don't make a mess now. Mizuma looked at Hattori Heiji coldly, and was a little dissatisfied with this high school detective who didn't leave the scene.

A group of policemen, including Miwako Sato, who came with Mizumatsuki, also stared at Hattori Heiji, and they naturally stood on the side of Mizumatsuki, and they didn't have a good impression of this kid who didn't know what to do, and it was already out of politeness that they didn't directly pick people up.

"My father is the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters!" Hattori Heiji said a little angrily and with some fanfare. And in the eyes of Mizuma Tsuki, who hates detectives and hates high school detectives even more, this is simply a model of flying and domineering.

"What position are you?" Mizuma asked Hattori Heiji with a change of tone.

"Are you an idiot? I told you I was a high school student!" Hattori Heiji looked angry at this stupid police officer who didn't eat oil and salt.

"Since you're not a policeman, why don't you go out?" Mizumatsuki didn't care what he looked like, and his tone was still cold.

"My dad is the head of the department!" Hattori Heiji was completely angry, and slapped the table next to him, shaking the stack of books on it.

Mizuma's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at Hattori Heiji with a look of pity, seeing that he was inexplicable.

Mizuma Yue didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned his head to the subordinates next to him and said, "After the case is closed, remember to contact the police station in Osaka Prefecture to pick him up, this stupid kid got lost from Osaka to Tokyo and he doesn't know yet." ”

"Bastard, of course I know this is Tokyo!" Hattori Heiji said angrily when he understood what Mizuma meant.

"Oh?" Mizuma looked at the other party, "Do you know that this is Tokyo and still making trouble here?" Your father is the head of the headquarters and the head of Osaka, even if he is the mayor of Osaka, he can't control me, right?"

After a moment of conversation, he added, "Now you don't have to go. Glancing at the messy books on the table, Mizuma said with some anger: "Now you are officially listed as one of the suspects on suspicion of sabotaging the scene." ”

"Huh?" Hattori choked, rolled his eyes away from the table, and stayed aside, not involved in finding any evidence - he knew very well that the suspect could not be involved in solving the case.

Soon the police officers carried out their work step by step, but they all glanced at the central command of the room from time to time with some worry, after all, it was the son of a head of the department, and on the surface, the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters was not in charge of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but secretly contacting a few friends to go to the water moon was easy and pleasant, which was a little worrying.

But Mizuma Moon didn't care, two lives plus a fifty-year-old he was sure that this time he guaranteed nothing to ......

To put it darkly, after all, he is still useful to his superiors now, that is, he offended the head of the headquarters in Osaka, and the head of the headquarters contacted the superiors of Mizumatsuki to give him small shoes to wear, and his superiors would also keep him down, or he would make a fool of things without pain.

PS The notebook that has been used for eight years finally can't stand it, and it can't be repaired no matter how much it has been repaired since yesterday, so I'll be silent.