It's Mod, not Mord
The concubine of the concubine mile, in English, is "QUEEN", which is exactly the same as playing cards.
Now it seems that the sword-shaped playing card ......
Officer Twilight's full name is Twilight Thirteen, which corresponds to the playing card Spade 13.
Is it a coincidence?
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Conan has returned to the Asasa Mansion.
Dr. Asa is holding a pair of pliers on his stomach and helping Conan with his solar skateboard.
Things like watch-type anesthetic needles and bow voice changers are not bad, although Conan is a loser, but he is produced by Akasa, which must be a high-quality product, and it is still not so easy to damage.
Skateboarding is different, after all, Conan usually uses it a lot, and the pulley rubs against the ground every day to make a fire, and no matter how good things are, they can't stand him making them like this.
Inevitably, you have to take care of it!
Otherwise, at the critical moment, it will be embarrassing to break it, and it will ruin his big belly, oh no, the name of the great inventor.
"Ding Zero Zero One"
As soon as the skateboard was repaired, Agasa heard the sound of glass plates breaking in front of the house.
Because he usually blows up a lot, he already has experience, and when he hears this voice...
It's just that the glass is broken, fragrant and crispy!
Dr. Asasa walked towards the door
on the glass door. One more hole!
Which bastard! Don't let go of the glass! What do you poke and poke anything? You have to cherish your personal property, you don't know! β
Dr. Asa was about to open the door and go out to have a look, when Conan, who was following him, suddenly saw through the small hole in the window......
One, wearing a red jacket and a floral turban?
Strange man on a motorcycle, he ...... Socks masked, he...
He's holding a glittering crossbow bolt!
"Doctor, don't open the door!"
"What's wrong Shinichi?" Dr. Asa had already opened the door, and turned his head to look at Conan in confusion.
In the next second, there was a sharp pain in the doctor's round buttocks.
Yes! Pain!
Dr. Asa slammed into the ground and lost his breath.
Seeing that he had hit the target, the mysterious man directly started the car and ran away, rushing towards the house next door.
One is not enough, he has to come to one.
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"Dr. Asasa! Are you alright?", Conan looked up at the outside, his eyes flashing with dissatisfaction.
If it weren't for the concern about Dr. Asasa, he would have already launched it.
Dr. Asa didn't hear back.
"Doctor, don't scare me!" Conan shook his delicate body and roared.
The pot-bellied old man turned over with a shy belly, and when Conan looked at him again, he found that the doctor had become a tearful man.
"Doctor, you... Are you okay? Conan couldn't help but start thinking in a bad direction, the position of this arrow seemed to be a little off!
Don't...
Is it related to the happiness of the doctor's old age?
But, Doctor, isn't he a single mother?
Ah Kasa pulled the arrow off his buttocks, openly took off his pants, and from the mezzanine, he took out a book of spring palaces with a thickness of about half a meter, although it was already tattered, but looking at the rich colors, Conan took the initiative to label it.
Conan looked at the white-bearded little old man in disbelief and shook his head fiercely.
Doctor, how could he...
Could it be this kind of person?
Dr. Asa shook his head in pain and raised his head to the sky and shouted, "O source of my happiness! I borrowed it from the north wind yesterday! β
Conan: "......"
Sure enough, it's the North Wind that is not serious!
In the whole book of Dumb, the face that is comically similar, shining yellow in the sun, corresponds to Conan's oily head, showing a healthy green.
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Beifeng sat on the bench, half-constricted, even if he was at home, he didn't forget to wear a mask, after all, the Grim Reaper has good skin, he can't get out of the beans, and the cells of the whole body can breathe, take a breath, and be happy.
On the other side seemed to be a friend of some unscrupulous Mode, who was chatting with him: "MoΓ«t, chatting with you, I spent 0.2% of my battery, 320k of traffic, 10 seconds, 73 joules of heat, and in addition, I wasted 26 keys typing 47 Chinese characters, 8 commas, 16 Arabic numerals." β
"This has made the economy of the collapsed winery even worse."
North Wind: "......"
If you don't want to talk, you don't have to talk! And no one forced her, this winery is really ......
Just gin is a reliable point! Others, fishing in troubled waters, reversing in the nest, being pig teammates!
The boss even did anything to recruit people, and willingly called him Dad.
North Wind doesn't know for the time being, but it was Belmode who pit the boss.
She not only satisfied Lei Xiaofeng mellowly, but also easily turned her boss into a son, a woman who can kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone, and kick with high heels!
"Mom, are you idle?"
The other side was silent for a while, and sure enough, he corrected his mistake very idly: "It's Belmode, not Mom." β
"Okay, no problem."
Although she didn't feel any difference between the two names, Beifeng politely replied to her.
She is idle, but he is not.
It's really not good, the next time we meet, he makes Belmode, gone...
Was it sent to Africa for mining, or went to the Americas to move bricks, or sold for 800......
That's a problem.
He's not good at multiple-choice questions, so why don't you just do them all over again?
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Belmode uploaded an image, which is a...
About gin, he!
Pressed by a man in the picture below!
Gin's hand pinched the man's chin, the black mask, was pulled off a little, and the man, his hood, just slipped down, and his side face was peerless!
Those beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with a sparse soft light.
Gin, he... looks like a smile but not a smile, if you look closely, you will find that the man's eyes contain danger and a faint sense of alienation.
Still, more, seems to be panicked?
And the masked man, what a back killer! It's just that I don't know why the real face is......
The photo is very clear, and even the pink shorts of various styles and colors scattered on the side are clearly visible.
Belmode, how did she have this picture?
She... What do you want to do?
Belmode's tone on the other side seemed to be brisk all of a sudden: "How about this photo?" β
"Shoot... Pretty good. β
This is not an exaggeration, the photo, really well-shot, whether it is from the angle of color or highlights, it's...
The content is a bit improper.
"No, I'm not asking about camera technology, it's about people, the one below."
The north wind held back for a long time before replying: "It's cute." β
"yes, you think so, too? Me too......" Belmode reluctantly agreed with this point of view in order not to talk to death.
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Please, though...
Gin is a good model worker, but, what... It's not anything to do with cuteness, right?
Look at Gin's expression:(βΌαβΌγ‘)
Is this cute?
It's obviously a fierce god, okay!
Belmode, that's what she actually thought.
"Is that you? Piano, does it feel good? Belmode asked the north wind.
Beifeng tapped on the keyboard and replied, "It's hard." β
Belmode instantly ignited the soul of gossip, and saw Beifeng continue to reply: "Just kidding, that's not me, really." β
Belmode: "......"
She didn't believe it! Double Negative Expression Affirmation, She Knows Everything!
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Suddenly, there was an extra hole in the window, accompanied by a "click...... sound.
The north wind silently pinched the bow and crossbow that came in from the window, and the window was poked a hole!
A card with a 1 of spades floats leisurely.
Isn't it in order?
Isn't the target of 1's attack Shinichi Kudo? The murderer can't find a drum brand washing machine, is he going to change the brand?
What does this murderer want to do?
The windows are not spared!
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There is a riddle: called Beifeng Jiang Shanghan, the number answer, exactly 1.
This murderer has a good language.
It's a pity that I didn't use it on the right path, and I obviously have the IQ to go to the university for the elderly, but I want to fight with Conan.
It's really not a very smart sub.
The curtains slowly floated up, tracking the murderer over the wall, Conan, and the north wind, staring wide-eyed.
Beifeng put away the mobile phone issued by the black-clothed organization seriously.
I'm not sure if Conan recognizes it, but... It's okay to recognize it.
The same mobile phone~
Now, who hasn't?
Vest, he has a lot, even if he is picked up one or two, it doesn't matter, the excuses are all thought of, don't panic.