"Wow, ahhhhh

"What are you doing, you know how to think of strange things. Gray Yuan just cared about analyzing the handwriting on the paper, didn't notice the distance between the two, and rolled his eyes and sarcastically after realizing where Conan's gaffe came from.

"It's really too close......" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya and Ayumi Yoshida, who saw this scene next to them, wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, and muttered in unison, but the voice was too small for anyone to hear each other.

"What's wrong with that?" Conan said, changing the subject.

Gray Yuan gave him a charming white eye, and said, "I said that his hands trembled very badly when he wrote, as if he was enduring great pain. ”

"Huh?" Conan was stunned for a moment, and remembered that his grudge with Mizuma Moon was caused by Mizumatsuki's sudden headache at the scene of the crime? Could it be that Mizuma Moon has a migraine or something like that?

"Oh yes," Gray Yuan Ai asked again, "Mizuma comes to the hospital at least once a month to 'inquire about the development of the antidote', but does he seem to be a person who cares about the antidote?"

"You mean......" Conan already had the answer in his mind.

"Anyway, I saw the Naomura doctor prescribing ten boxes of painkillers for him again, but I don't know if he needs that many every month. "Gray Yuan mourns the appearance of not caring about himself, 'I didn't say anything'.

"Ten boxes? He's actually taking drugs, right?" Conan's eyes widened, even if people are addicted to painkillers, very few people need ten boxes a month, and no matter how addictive they are, they need to be more pure.

"Idiot, he's taking a drug-free type, do you think there's only one type of pain pill?" ”

"I doubt that your 'common sense' in medicine is common sense at all. Conan retorted.

"Holmes is very well versed in medicine and pharmacy. ”

"Okay, okay, you win. Conan muttered in a low voice, "Dad is right, don't reason with women......", and then brought the topic back: "Is there any side effects when taken in large quantities of the medicine that Officer Mizuma took?"

"I want to think about it," Gray Yuan Ai tapped his small and delicate chin with his white jade-like fingers, "Hmm...... Should be irritable, irritable, suspicious and violent, plus ......"

"Needless to say, I feel like it's all the guy's symptoms. Every time Gray Yuan said the same, Conan's face turned white, and finally he couldn't listen anymore and interrupted.

In fact, the two of them still have some wishes for Shui Jian Yue, although Shui Jian Yue often has a headache and needs to take a lot of medicine when handling cases, although Conan basically has a case to handle every day, but Shui Jian Yue will not take ten boxes of medicine a month, and Gray Yuan Wai saw that time, it was actually three months of medicine......

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"Ahh......h That's right, it's August. ”

Mizumatsuki didn't know that the headache he had hidden for a long time was about to be poked out because of the two stinky imps and the scribbled reasoning, and he was still looking at the map intently, about this incident, in fact, he didn't remember a clear memory of the plot of his previous life, but he just had an intuition that must be related to the map, and he believed that this intuition must come from those memories that were sealed in the soul.

"I'll go!"

Mizumatsuki suddenly found that the loud sneeze just now accidentally sprayed the foaming star on the map, and Mizumayue hurriedly wiped it with her hand.

"Eh, I'll go! I'm unlucky!" wiping and wiping, Mizumayue wailed again, and the water-soluble red pen used for marking dried super slowly on the smooth map, because this kind of pen was originally the kind of whiteboard pen that was convenient to circle the key points in the meeting and then easily erase it, and now with Mizumatsuki's saliva, it was easy to draw a blood-red route on the map, which was becoming more and more difficult to erase.

"Hey......" Mizuma Moon was just about to find a paper to wipe the map, and Masaji had already decided to wipe the entire map clean, and then re-mark the location. But now Mizuma Moon suddenly stared at the route, a little dazed.

It was a perfect arc, starting from the end of the sky across Yotsuya, and after Yotsuya had refilled the ink, he headed straight for Shimokitazawa, and if Mizuma hadn't stopped early, he would probably have refueled Shimokitazawa, and left Tokyo City and then left the map from the outskirts of the city.

As a result, the original five points on the map have become two points and an arc, just like a point on the right side of a crooked "ソ".

Mizuma Yue looked at this word blankly, the more she looked at it, the more fascinated she became, she suddenly held her head and screamed, hurriedly took out a small handful of painkillers from the drawer, swallowed them without counting, rolled up the map and ran out without even screwing the lid, and cursed in a low voice while running: "Do Japanese people write Chinese characters with a pen!"

Actually, to put it bluntly, it's boring, just take the "route" as a stroke, and then add a stroke to the vicinity of "Shinagawa", and add Ikebukuro and Senchobashi as two "dots" to form a kanji "fire".

Mizuma Moon had also thought of the stroke ligature game before, but he was more accustomed to the order of Chinese characters in his previous life, writing the character "fire" was to write the character "point" first, then write "apostrophe", followed by "short apostrophe" and "nai", and according to the arson order, the characters written by the prisoner were to write the left and right "dots" and "short skimming" first, and then write the following "people" - one skim and one nai, and almost sixty percent of the Japanese wrote the Chinese character "fire" in this way, and three out of ten of the remaining four adults did not know how to write a man.

Mizuma didn't stumble over Officer Twilight, he needed to find a high-level person who could really give orders at the first time and had the courage to do so, not Twilight Thirteen, a dead fat man who was full of caution and hesitation, and had to report his decision layer by layer.

The door of memory has been opened, and according to the original plot, the prisoner is about to ignite the flames of Shinagawa, and almost made a charcoal burning takagi.

But in the plot, when Takagi jumped up and down because of the problem of Miwako Sato's father, the murderer of Sato Masayo - it's not right to say that it was killed, I heard that there seemed to be other hidden secrets, but it was right to say that it was killed, in short, it was that person knocked him unconscious, and he was thrown into the old wooden warehouse where the arsonist was about to start.

However, the current situation is that the person has been withdrawn last month, at least the risk of Takagi's charcoal burning is not great, but it should also mean that the three of Sato Takagi Shiratori should be hanging near Shinagawa by now, and maybe one of them will be responsible for sending the children home, but at least two people are playing a game of rubbing shoulders with the murderer in Shinagawa.

Thinking in his heart, Mizuma Moon had already arrived at the man's office, the police director Hakuba.

"Superintendent, you've found the prisoner's behavior!" Mizuma didn't even knock on the door, and shouted as she "banged" the door of the office with a rolled-up map.

The director of the White Horse Police Department, who was in the office, immediately raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes were like shooting two lightning bolts, aiming at the water moon.

Mizumatsuki looked back indifferently, letting him see the flame in his eyes. I couldn't help but spread out the map on the director's office papers, picked up the red pen on the desk, made up the last stroke of the "fire", and then drew a circle on Shinagawa's location.

This circle is too deep to be erased.

Director Hakuba glanced at the "fire", this answer was too simple to make him believe.

The two men looked at each other for a second, one let the other see the doubt in his eyes, while the other expressed his confidence and determination.