In the hotel, at 11 o'clock in the evening:

Seeing that the five little ones on the side and Xiaolan were already asleep, Conan quietly groped his way up from the bunk, and then he found that the window was locked.

Conan reported the plot department.

Do it all over again...

The window was open, and through the window, Conan climbed into the next room very smoothly.

Beifeng was sitting in a chair, looking up at him with a wooden expression.

So much so that Conan, who has delusional victimization, always thinks that he will take out a murder weapon from behind and click him Conan off.

"Hey, Beifeng, you guy, why don't you sleep?" He dared to ask, and then said to himself, "I guess you didn't sleep." ”

The north wind glanced at him and found that Conan still had a small hairpin on his hair, he took it out and gave it to Conan with a brain break.

"Can't sleep." Beifeng looked speechlessly at the three or four little black Grim Reapers, who were squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, and the uncle who was snoring on the big bed, and finally touched the skull of the Grim Reaper elementary school student: "Go back early tomorrow." ”

The four low-level Grim Reapers on the side were moved to tears, and they were finally leaving, and the elementary school student with the red-green Grim Reaper aura was terrifying!

It's just that they came here for a walk, and the mortality rate tonight has doubled!

"Beifeng, who is the Hanhan who played me today?" Conan's eyes widened, not quite understanding why the north wind suggested that they go back sooner.

"A passerby." Beifeng thought for a moment and replied seriously.

He forgot to ask his name, but he remembered the transfer code and transferred a performance fee to the boy who looked like a high school student.

"Uh, a passerby, you told him about Kudo Shinichi so aggressively?" Conan looked at the north wind in disbelief.

"I only talked about the case."

Hearing this, Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and then, he heard, Beifeng continued to say faintly: "Also, the relationship between Xiaolan and you. ”

Conan suddenly dyed pink, and a black breath came to his face, and he shouted loudly: "What can I have to do with Xiaolan!" ”

"No... Isn't it just being honest with each other? ”

"What should you think about now, what kind of job should you change?" Conan glared fiercely at the man with his long hair scattered.

This time, Boss Ming lost his son and his wife became a murderer, so he was ruthless and disbanded the courier company, and Beifeng was temporarily unemployed.

Beifeng lowered his head, his snow-white skin was dyed with a layer of silver frost by the moonlight, and the top of his hair also shone with a soft light.

"The next one, Beida Fast Food." Beifeng has already chosen a good company, than the Chinese immigrants to the Ming family good luck to come to the fast food service is much more reliable, Senyuan Group, it is a large enterprise engaged in greening, Hengke sideline and involved in high-tech industry, aviation field, clothing, food, catering industry.

Conan looked at him with Doudou eyes, and couldn't help but complain: "You really have a soft spot for food delivery!" ”

"Well, I forgot to say that."

"Didan Primary School, I also got the teacher's professional qualification certificate."

"Responsible for the class, class B in one year."

Conan couldn't help but stiffen, and looked at the north wind incredulously: "You! What are you doing? ”

"Assign homework." The north wind calms the way.

Conan let out a wail.

Why did he work two jobs? Why should it harm our school?

The main reason is that Beifeng thinks that everything still has to be prepared second-hand.

After all, the Grim Reaper aura of the Grim Reaper elementary school student is a bit naughty.

Maybe one day it will plague the fast food company, as for the school, it is still relatively safe, there is a saying in ancient times, the time bomb should still be placed around the reliable.

Moreover, Beida fast food is a double repair day work, and the extra five working days are boring, and bullying Conan is the only fun.

After Conan finished calling, he realized that the uncle was still sleeping, he silently lowered his voice, his ears were still a little hot, and when he climbed the window, he returned to his bunk, and lay down slowly, and suddenly began to put Xiaolan's private pictures in his mind.

Conan's brain, all at once...

Unusually awake and sleepy.

……

Rice Flower City at this time:

You may not believe it, I am Twilight Thirteen, tonight, I gave up using my wife, gave up the romance of men, and squatted in the boundless night.

Just me, and Takagi, Sato.

The three of us were all squatting in the police station, waiting for Lei Xiaofeng's arrival.

……

The moon shadow was swaying, like a ghost, Officer Takagi shrank in fright, and Miwako Sato on the side let out a scream, and swept her long legs: "Don't come here!" ”

By the time she reacted, there was no other person's shadow in front of her, and she was holding a dizzy tall tree in her arms.

"It's so cute..."

Miwako tugged at Takagi's hair, rubbed it twice, and suddenly blushed in confusion, and Twilight, who was hit hard on the buttocks, looked confused, and he slammed the door with his head, and was suddenly fed a mouthful of dog food.

Sour.

When he looks at Lei Xiaofeng's words now, he can feel that his eyebrows are clear.

Early the next morning, the three of them stood up in a daze with panda eyes.

Last night, it was Christmas Eve.

Lei Xiaofeng did not send the dead.

It wasn't the temporary worker Kazama Hazuki who went on strike, but, the Grim Reaper elementary school student was not in the local area, and the murder did not happen.

However, Twilight felt that he would keep going.

After all......

The Japanese police, if you can't solve the case, you will make up for it with the speed of the police; The brain is not enough, and the longevity and patience of the liver make up for it.

……

The Māori Detective Agency on the second day:

Maori and his party, who went home from the morning shift, waved goodbye to the North Wind Group.

When he arrived at the door, Maori Kogoro opened the house, and the next second, he closed it again, looking a little unnatural.

"Dad, what's going on?" Xiaolan asked tentatively.

"The house... It's green. ”

Determined that he had made a mistake, Maori reopened the door of the detective agency.

The wall in front of him was covered with leaves on all four walls, and Kogoro tried to pull it with his hands...

I can't tear it off, and it's sticky tightly.

All the leaves of the potted plants in the house are gone, and they are all on the wall, and they look green from a distance.

Conan closed his eyes and sniffed closer, it was...

Five-zero-two glue! He's soaked in Hawaii!

On the table, there is also a pile of blue cloth neatly placed.

Expand one, that's a I-word.

After putting all the strips of cloth together, Xiaolan and Maori Kogoro began to glow black, and the two of them pounded their fists on the table at the same time, and the poor table had two more fist prints of similar shades and steaming.

"Washing machine! Bastard! ”

The note on the table, which was reduced very flat, read together: Kudo Shinichi came here to visit.

There is another sentence: Give people green, and leave a lingering fragrance in your hands.

Conan cautiously moved farther away, fearing that he would be angered, and his eyebrows began to sweat. Accidentally kicked the table, making a crunch sound, and the two humanoid Tyrannosaurus rexes looked back at Conan.

Conan: "......"

I'm Chewing Conan, who is the drum washing machine? I don't know, don't even look at me!

That's not right! I didn't do it at all, what am I afraid of?

Suddenly there was a birdsong outside the window, accompanied by a childlike voice like a mischievous ghost bear: "The Death Schoolboy Bird is here, report!" This greenery is a masterpiece of drum washing machines! ”

Once again, Conan suspected that the bird had become a sperm, but he had no proof.

When he has evidence, the day when the bird is sliced is not far away.

Xiaolan put down her fist and touched Conan's head twice: "I'll beat the new one another day, really, how can you casually change the layout of someone's house?" No wonder they run when they see me. ”

Xiaolan would rather believe in a bird than in the discipline of his drum washing machine!

The electric fan overhead shook and shook, and Conan was messy in the wind for the nth time.

Maybe it was too many times in the wind, and Conan sneezed on the spot.

When Xiaolan touched his head, she was also surprised, and asked with concern: "Did Conan get cold yesterday?" It seemed that there was some fever and I went to find medicine. ”

Conan nodded in a daze, another sneeze, his face flushed, and his mind was full of what he had thought about last night.

They...

For the time being, no easter eggs left by the two birds have been found.