"Xiaolan's boyfriend? Is that the high school detective named Shinichi Kudo? ”

"Huh? Have you seen him? ”

Xiaolan's mood at this time was a little complicated, why did Shiliang act more excited than herself?

"I've never seen it."

Mai Kirishima thought about it carefully, "It seems that when I was in Tropical Paradise, it was the boy named Shinichi Kudo who solved the case. ”

"I wrote the report of the case at the time, and I gave it a name, the roller coaster murders."

At that time, Kudo Shinichi happened to be following Xiaolan, so it's no wonder that she thinks it's boyfriend and girlfriend.

Speaking of which, it seems that there has been news that Kudo Shinichi has solved the case for a long time. It's all a man named Mori Kogoro, Maori, Maori? Eh, could it be Xiaolan's father? ”

Mai Kirishima had a surprised expression.

Xiaolan nodded and admitted the father-daughter relationship between the two.

"So, Xiaolan is also a detective?"

When Xiaolan was about to say "no", Mai Kirishima continued: "However, you don't look like you like reasoning. ”

For reasoning and detectives, Xiaolan is actually indifferent and has a very neutral attitude.

However, she likes Kudo Shinichi's confident appearance when he reasons.

As the saying goes: confident men are the most attractive.

"I'm not a detective."

Xiaolan lowered her head slightly, but soon raised her head again and smiled: "However, why would Sister Mai say that?" ”

"If the detective's girlfriend is a detective, and the pianist's girlfriend is also a pianist, then the relationship between the two is more like a colleague than a boyfriend and girlfriend."

Qinghai Chuantang stared at the calm lake and said lightly: "Tongdao, you have too many words. I guess the fish were scared away by you. ”

"Isn't it?"

Mai Kirishima hurriedly walked over, pulled up the fishing line and took a look, only to see that there was nothing on the hook.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Have you ever thought that it's not my problem?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang's face did not change, and he said very calmly: "This is called Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait." ”

"If you fish like this, you won't get anything for a hundred years."

As she spoke, Mai Kirishima pulled her up, "And it's rare to have so many people on such a wonderful night, so why don't we play games together." ”

After all, if you eat all the time, you always feel that something is missing, and there should be some after-shows.

First, prepare as many disposable chopsticks as the number of people, then write "King" on one of the sticks, and the rest of the chopsticks have numbers written on it.

This is often referred to as the game of kings.

Not only the disposable chopsticks, but also the dice cup. It seems that this came prepared.

So, who will be the king in the first round?

"I didn't expect the king to be me."

At the top of the disposable chopsticks in Xiaolan's hand, the word "king" is written.

"Then, No. 3 feed No. 5 to eat."

No one answered.

"Huh?"

Mai Kirishima blinked, a little puzzled: "I remember, I obviously wrote these two numbers." ”

Okiya and Amuro glanced at each other, and immediately turned their heads away.

Obviously, they are No. 3 and No. 5.

Yuan Zi said seriously: "Since it is a king's game, then you must be willing to gamble and lose!" ”

"I'm sorry, it's me on Number 3."

Qinghai Chuantang raised the chopsticks in his hand and said with a smile: "I was wrong at first, I thought it was No. 2 drawn." ”

According to Mai Kirishima's writing habits, it is sometimes easy to confuse the numbers 2 and 3.

"So, who's the number five?"

"It's me."

I saw that on the chopsticks in Okiya's hand, the number written happened to be 5.

Qinghai Chuantang paused for a moment and secretly glanced at Amuro.

Although the other party has a smile on his face, why do he always feel that this smile is a little crazy?

So much so that when feeding, I almost shook my hands and let the fat cow fall to the ground.

"Alright, now for the second round. So, who is the king? ”

"Great!"

Yuan Zi looked at the king he had drawn, and said with a smile: "My request is that No. 5 and No. 4 hug each other." ”

Toru Amuro was lucky and drew the 5th again.

And it just so happened that the person who was chosen by No. 4 was Okiya Pleiades.

This time, there was no "misunderstanding".

The atmosphere became a little more subtle.

"Willing to gamble."

"I'm not like somebody."

Mai Kirishima watched the strange interaction between the two, and whispered to Qinghai Chuantang: "There is something wrong with these two people." ”

"And from the very beginning when I saw them, I had a-for-tat feeling."

It's more than-for-tat.

It's a miracle that they can tear each other apart with their bare hands now.

"Third round. Who is the king this time? ”

Mai Kirishima said, and the moment the chopsticks were pulled out, she showed a surprised expression: "I didn't expect this luck to land on me." ”

Mai Kirishima smiled slyly: "Since it's a king game, of course there are must-have chocolate bars." So, No. 1 and No. 4, let's finish this chocolate bar together! ”

Conan looked at the people around him, looked down at the chopsticks in his hand, and didn't expect that he was number 4.

So, who is the number 1?

"I'm number one. Which of you is number 4? ”

Xiaolan looked at the people around her, and finally found that Conan had been staring at her.

I couldn't help laughing: "What, it turned out that Conan won the draw." ”

For some reason, she actually had a feeling that her heart was finally letting go.

Conan nodded slowly.

At this moment, his face is flushed, like a monkey's butt.

When I watched Xiaolan slowly lean towards herself with a chocolate bar in her mouth, I always had a strange feeling: how nice it would be if I wasn't Conan now, but Shinichi Kudo.

If it's just a child, she probably doesn't care about anything at all.

If it was Shinichi Kudo, she would definitely be blushing, not as active as she is now.

However, Xiaolan's shy appearance doesn't want others to see it

"Little pervert."

I don't know who scolded him in a whisper.

"Well, now it's time for the exciting and exciting fourth round. Who will be the king this time? ”

Shiliang Zhenchun looked at the chopsticks in his hand and was surprised: "I was actually drawn." ”

"Since it's a game of kings, you have to play a little exciting."

As he spoke, Sera Zhenchun showed a sly smile and said his order: "No. 6 and No. 2, kiss for a minute!" ”

Yuan Zi exclaimed, "Isn't it, it's so exciting? ”

"So, who's 6 and who's 2?"

Qinghai Chuantang showed the chopsticks in his hand, and the number on it was exactly 6.

After repeatedly checking the chopsticks in his hand, Amuro said with a smile, "I'm No. 2." ”

"Click"

It is the sound of chopsticks being broken.

Okiya: You're really a good sister to my brother.

"Is this so exciting?"

Sonoko covered her eyes with her hands and looked out carefully through the gaps in the tips of her fingers.

Mai Kirishima looked in the direction of Toru Amuro and showed a shy smile: "Actually, if you don't mind, I can replace Xiao Tangtang." My skills are good. ”

"Willing to gamble"

At this moment, a scream was heard not far away, interrupting what she was about to say.

"Yes, someone died! Come on."

The game was aborted.

The moment they heard the scream, Conan and Sera ran towards the place where the sound came from.

And they are the same people from the previous alumni reunion.

The deceased's name is Katsuhiko Takehou, male, 34 years old.

At the time of the crime, several people were playing the game of kings together.

At the king's request, No. 1 and No. 2 kissed for 3 minutes.

And the one who kissed with Katsuhiko Takehou was an old classmate Yonezu Tsuko.

Everyone is an adult, so drinking is indispensable for such activities.

They don't know how much wine they have poured into their stomachs, but now, they feel like they have taken sobering pills all of a sudden.

"No, it's not me, how could I have killed him"

Yonezu sat down on the ground, waving his hands frantically and shaking his head, trying to convince everyone that he was not a murderer.

But at the time of the incident, she was the only one who had intimate contact with Katsuhiko Takehou.

It was indeed after kissing her that he fell to the ground and finally died.

"Kill with a kiss? It's really romantic. Did he have any visions before the crime? ”

Zhimu nodded, and said a little nervously: "Yes, there is indeed something wrong, that is, Zhuhou suddenly has a little cold." ”

"I remember, you guys came here early, didn't you? Isn't it normal to have a cold when the wind blows outside for so long? ”

"Yes, yes."

No, it must not be that simple!

When Conan just wanted to speak, he suddenly remembered the appearance of his current child, and he was not convinced at all.

"Acute throat edema and rash on the arm. Not a cold, but allergies. If it had been earlier, maybe there would have been salvation. It's a pity that now, it's late. ”

Qinghai Chuantang stood up, looked at everyone, and asked, "Do you know what he is allergic to?" ”

"Allergies?"

Several people looked at each other, apparently unaware of the matter.

Zhimu looked at the short-haired woman standing on the side, "Guangshan, you used to be Takehou's wife, you should know, right?" ”

Guangshan Yizhi was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"He never mentioned it to me. All I know is that he loves peanuts, and when he used to be a singer in a bar, someone would always give him spicy peanuts. ”

Zhimu was a little surprised, "Does he like to eat peanuts?" But why did he say he wouldn't eat peanut oil when I asked me what kind of oil I used before? ”

"This is normal, okay?"

Oniyama put his hand on his shoulder, "Like I like to eat strawberries, but I don't like to drink strawberry milk." People always contradict themselves like this. ”

Studies have shown that 90% of allergy deaths are caused by peanuts.

Now, new problems have arisen.

Since Katsuhiko Takehou didn't eat food brushed with peanut oil, how did he get allergies?

Could it be that someone secretly crushed peanuts and added them to other foods for him to eat?

"Ahh

The length of the disposable chopsticks on the table is not consistent, and even the tops of some have subtle differences.

For example, some chopsticks are longer, some are shorter, some have sharp upper corners, and some upper corners are slightly rounded.

"If you use these as signs, you can know what the other person's number is. And as long as you cheat seriously, you feel like you can be a king in every game! ”

Conan smiled innocently, as if he had said something inconsequential.

"That's what you say?"

Zhimu scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, because I didn't bring so many of the same chopsticks, I used other brands instead, which looks more miscellaneous." ”

"Although I wrote these numbers, I don't have any intention of cheating. So every time I let them take it, I take the rest of it. ”

Conan couldn't help but be silent, did he think complicated?

No, it's not.

Now I should think about what kind of method the murderer used to kill Mr. Takehou.

Then, the murderer who hid in the shadows

"Anyway, in fact, the taste of today's barbecue is a bit difficult to describe, right?"

"Huh?"

Takabe turned to look at the man who had spoken, "That's true. But with enough sauces, it's actually okay. How do you know, though? ”

"Peanut oil told me."

The peanut oil in front of me is dark yellow, and there are a few words written on the bottle: virgin peanut oil.

If you use refined peanut oil, it will not cause allergies.

Virgin peanut oil has peanut protein residues, which are allergenic, and the allergenicity is stronger after baking and heating.

"But, but, these foods, Zhu Hou has not been touched at all, how can they cause allergies?"

"When a person eats, the food allergen remains in the saliva for up to 4 hours."

"That is, during these 4 hours, any person with an allergen in his saliva will cause allergies if he has close contact with him."

"And allergies are not short-lived, they can last for a while and then lead to anaphylactic shock."

Death from anaphylactic shock, on the other hand, can occur within minutes.

Allergy homicide is one of the most difficult methods of killing.

It's not because it's so clever, it's because it's simple and leaves enough clues that it's easy to get to a stalemate.

Because sometimes, it's hard to know whether the other person is intentional or unintentional.

Dai Tian looked at Mitsuyama Yoshieda and said in disbelief: "Mitsuyama, you brought the peanut oil." Could it really be that you did it? But why would you do that? ”

"Why?"

Mitsuyama Yizhi chuckled, "If it weren't for that woman, how could I divorce him?" ”

"Could it be that Song Xue's death was not an accident?"

Mitsuyama looked up at the night sky and sighed leisurely.

"Her death was indeed an accident. After all, I wouldn't have expected her to go straight to the hot springs. ”

When the two things are superimposed, it is easy to form the illusion of "premeditated".

And complicating what was originally simple is tantamount to setting up a barrier for yourself.

When she was very young, her parents divorced, and she lived with her mother.

When she grew up, she lacked family nutrients and had an incomparable desire for family.

After finally having a family of her own, she carefully and wholeheartedly maintained it.

They have also been in love with each other and have had happy times.

"But why did he walk into the hotel with her?"

Cheating, betrayal.

Her family was shattered again.

When the police arrived, they saw a woman kneeling on the ground and sobbing quietly.

"Mr. Policeman, take me."

Mitsuyama stretched out his hands, waiting for the cold handcuffs.

"A woman is a creature that feeds on love, an evolved version of the tapir. If you lose your love, nothing matters."

As he spoke, Hikariyama Yizhi smiled. Laughing and laughing, she cried again.