Little by little, the first rays of the sun fell on the earth and into the crevices of the wardrobe, and the washing machine curled up before barely burrowing into the pile of clothes.

"Xiaolan, there is a commission, come down quickly, we are ready to go." The uncle pushed the door open, and Xiao Lan pulled his hand at the wardrobe.

"Dad, Conan, he's gone!" The girl looked worried.

"He's going to the bathroom! Oops, Xiaolan, put the medicine here! He'll drink it himself, let's go! ”

The footsteps faded away little by little, and when he heard the sound of the car piloting downstairs, Shinichi Kudo slipped down from the closet and sat down on the ground, his heart still pounding.

One by one.

The distance from the ceiling suddenly narrowed, and he was still a little uncomfortable, so he took off the pair of eyes without a degree and felt the familiar height.

Shinichi Kudo looked up to the sky and laughed: "I... It's back! ”

He took out a shirt and trousers from the closet, Maori Kogoro, although it was a little ill-fitting, and it was also a little rude to not tell the owner of the clothes.

However, it can only be appropriated temporarily.

He ran downstairs, looking at the messy living room, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

However, what I miss most in my heart is the figure who accompanies me every day but is still not enough, and takes off a mask from the cabinet.

He can't show his face in public just yet, so he has to simply disguise himself.

He's going to find her.

Right now... She shouldn't have gone far, the voice recording on the phone downstairs, using the detective's brain, Kudo Shinichi directly determined the destination.

I took off my backpack, thought about it for a while, put the children's clothes in my backpack, ran downstairs, and opened the door.

A green bird moved, a glint flashing in its eyes, and through the window, it watched Shinichi Kudo go away.

Yesterday after a day of hunger, he and the pink bird Dongfeng learned to open the birdcage!

One foot is standing, the toes of the other foot, the first two toes are hooked on the edge of the cage, the edge of the bird cage, has been used by the pink bird with scissors, a small hole drilled in advance, it stretched out one toe, rubbed a few times on the iron door, click, the door moved up a little, and it continued to slide upward.

Until... The bird's head is out, the body is out!

The emerald green bird, fluttering its wings, escaped from its cage with great effort, only to find out.

The windows are locked, the doors are locked.

The windows on the second floor were also locked.

Fortunately, the sky is endless, the road of birds, through the vents, the west wind, free!

With its superior memory, it found the House of the North Wind and struck the glass with its wings fluttering.

By the window on the second floor, Gray Yuan Ai was sitting and looking at some information about cell activity.

The windows, all of a sudden, were green.

She looked at it strangely, just right, a pair of bright, smart, bird's eyes?

Doudou blinked twice, and she opened the window. The bird rubbed her hand with its feathers very meekly, and the soft and fluffy feathers swept one by one in her hands, soft in her heart.

She remembered that there was also a parrot at home, a pink one.

Xiao Ai showed an interested look, just as Xiao Yu came up with the fruit bowl and water, and as soon as the door opened, the parrot in Gray Yuan's hand shook, and quickly turned into a burst of green light.

It's fast, and it's faster.

With a wave of his hand, the green bird was clamped around the neck and sent back to Gray Yuan's hand.

"Xiao Ai, here you go."

Gray Plains brushed his fingers away, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the green parrot ran.

"Really, be gentle with animals."

"But... Birds don't digest quickly... I'm afraid of it. ”

"It's like... yes. Gray Plains Wai summoned Beanie Eyes again, her long eyelashes fluttering, like butterfly wings.

She felt that the bird suddenly did not smell good.

She's still fit to unravel them.

Gray Plains has been dissected by birds, fish, rats, and especially mice, and the most favorite thing to give her is mice for tissue experiments.

It was also easy to use, and Gray Yuan looked at the white-haired child, fantasizing that he had a pair of mouse ears.

Seemingly...

A little cute?

But she still got it!

Ahem... Emptying the strange thoughts, Gray Yuan felt that maybe her body had become smaller, and her thinking had become a lot more naïve, and she followed some children every day, and was infected with a trace of innocence.

She continued what she was doing, Scarlet looked at her, and handed the apple piece to her mouth by the way.

Xiao Wai subconsciously took a bite.

Crisp and sweet.

And someone's hand, hard and diaphragm.

Gray Plains: "......"

This reminded her of the little villain who stabbed her for a hundred needles, and she hadn't eaten that candy yet.

Slowly retracted his mouth and continued the work at hand, there was a small tooth mark on Scarlet's hand, and the boy was stunned, looked at it, and suddenly smiled.

Smile, a little less confused.

……

On the first floor, the slow-digesting green parrot with enteritis turned its eyes and began to look for the figure of the north wind, when suddenly, a slender finger pointed on its wings, and the man's shallow breath blew on the bird's back.

"I'm in the back."

The Zephyr bird stupidly wanted to turn back, but found that the bird's neck could not turn, it flapped its wings, stood up from the table, and used the bird's head to support the table upside down.

It was on all fours, but it didn't fall.

Because the north wind lifted it upside down, the emerald parrot exploded like a ball.

The man said to himself with some curiosity: "Meng Po... What does she want to do? ”

"Actually, I got your memories back."

The river of hell, hundreds of billions by the river, countless flowers on the other side, a flower, is a soul, a buried memory. It is not easy to find a few flowers from here, even if it is Meng Po.

The Zephyr Bird fluttered a little uncomfortably, and opened its beak: "Lord Death, the Death Elementary School Student has been upgraded!" He's a high school student version! ”

The north wind let go of the parrot.

"Oh..."

"Don't panic, don't want to go, don't interest." The man seriously denied the triple.

The green bird added: "His Grim Reaper aura turned green!" ”

The north wind stood up suddenly, and the speed at which he changed his face surprised the birds, and he said, "I want to see it." Afraid of birds and not believing it, Beifeng quickly changed his shoes, hung up his mask and walked out.

As soon as the Grim Reaper's Manual turned on the radar and searched for the nearby Grim Reaper, an ordinary villain hung in front of a row of little black.

The north wind began to stalk in a daze.

In the corner, a black carbon boy is also quietly following him, although he is already very hungry, but it is obviously more important to find Kudo Shinichi, and he also wants to compete with Kudo to see what level the savior of the Japanese police is.

The praying mantis flutters the cicada, and the black finch follows, which has always been this crooked.

However, because the color does not match the color of the trees, the north wind has already spotted him.

Seeing through it or not saying it is also a kind of wisdom.

……

The sun was high and death was shining. At the diplomat's house, the woman smiled and prepared to prick the needle, and the green unknown creature flew through the window, so frightened that she didn't hold it steadily.

The needle fell off.

The north wind is blowing, the chrysanthemums are cool, and the lady's smile has turned yellow.

She crouched down and looked for needles all over the floor, but in the end, she found that the needles were hanging on the sleeve of the detective she had found.

I heard that detectives are generally more fatal, so they shouldn't be able to die, right?

The woman leaned closer, retrieved the needle, and was relieved to see that Mori Kogoro was still alive.