Two or three minutes later, a paparazzi finished handing over to a colleague on the night shift, yawning and going home.

He squatted for Yoko Nono for a whole day, but he didn't get anything, seeing that there was no hope for this month's bonus, and when he was sighing, he suddenly saw a strange man standing on the side of the road.

The man was blindfolded by a scarf, shivering in the corner, and the paparazzi gave him a strange look as they passed by, and after a few seconds, he slapped his forehead.

- Although the upper half of the weirdo's face is covered, judging from the body shape and the lower half of the face, isn't this the one who has become popular recently!

God's bonus! I just picked up an old man who fell down yesterday, and today I encountered this kind of gossip that fell from the sky, and sure enough, good people have good rewards.

The paparazzi took out the camera, and he had already thought of the title of the material: shocked! In the middle of the night, the popular little fresh meat was blindfolded on the street......

……

Shiraishi's first attempt to make extra money died tragically.

After the car drove away, Amuro explained the reason to him calmly - if they let Bai Cang transfer money, they need to prepare an account that is not afraid of being traced, and if it is a cash transaction, if the other party calls the police, it is easy to lock his whereabouts, in short, for tens of millions of yen, it is not worth spending so much effort.

Shiraishi was a little disappointed, he felt in his heart that cash transactions should not be so easy to detect.

But soon he thought that Amuro had been in the organization for so many years, and he should know a lot about these shady channels. And he doesn't know anything about the world's means of tracking down cash flows.

There are not even as many robberies here as there are murders, perhaps because they are more advanced in tracing stolen money......

In addition, after learning that the deposit of a popular model was actually only so little, Shiraishi didn't have much interest in this matter.

If you have the energy to think about this, it is better to take on a few outsourced tasks to carry out blasting, which can not only improve your skills, but also earn about the same reward.

The two split up downstairs at the Amuro Detective Agency, with Amuro going to dispose of the pack of disks, while Shiraishi turned into an alley, turned into an inconspicuous cat, and headed home with the ball.

But this time, there seemed to be someone outside the house.

Shiraishi stopped far away, and he saw Gray Yuan Wai standing at the door of the store with a lunch box, looking down at his watch.

Today is the first day of the life of the Gray Plains Mourning Elementary School students.

Shiraishi had thought that she and Conan would also go to Professor Hirota's house tonight to try to find the disk that contained the drug materials.

But now it seems that it may be because Akemi Miyano's memory has been blurred, and Gray Hara Wai doesn't remember this stubble.

Shiraishi ducked into a corner and changed back to his body.

Gray Yuan Wai noticed that someone was approaching, looked back, and saw that it was Shiraishi, she raised her hand and handed over the lunch box: "If you come one minute late, I'll leave." ”

"There's something to do today." Shiraishi checked the still warm lunch box, it felt heavier than usual, there was an extra dish today?

"Young people should eat on time, otherwise the stomach is prone to problems, and you are already 1 hour and 32 minutes later than usual." Gray Yuan knocked on his watch and criticized it rigorously.

When the meal arrived, she was ready to leave. But before leaving, something suddenly occurred to her.

"That's right." Gray Yuan glanced upstairs and mysteriously hooked his finger at Shiraishi.

Waiting for Shiraishi to squat down, Gray Yuan Ai approached him and whispered in his ear, "Kudo Shinichi has a little problem here because of the side effects of the drug. ”

She tapped her head:

"In short, don't believe him too much, he is no longer the detective who makes the prisoner fearful, if he wants to do something stupid in the future, you can stop him, if you can't stop him, throw him away, and run by yourself."

“……？” Shiraishi was a little confused when he heard it, except that Conan was too imaginative and too impulsive when he encountered the events related to the black-clothed organization, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

If I had to say, Shiraishi felt that the nearest Conan was a little more than his Kudo Shinichi, although he was still very capable of death.

"Okay, that's all. You can wash the lunch box yourself and bring it with you tomorrow when you have breakfast. ”

The reminder has already been reminded, and Gray Yuan patted Baishi on the shoulder: "I'm going back to do my homework." ”

It was getting late, and Shiraishi wanted to send her.

But after thinking about it, he felt that Gray Yuan Ai would definitely refuse, so he simply went into the house, put down the lunch box and turned into a cat and came out.

Running out of the middle of the street, just after catching up with someone, Gray Yuan Wai suddenly had a spirit, and turned his head to look back.

“？” Shiraishi stood behind the telephone pole, looking at her expression suspiciously, how did he feel that the scientist was a little frightened?

Gray Yuan looked around for a long time, but didn't find anyone around, so he had to attribute himself to being too sensitive and misreading the wind and grass.

She didn't dare to take a leisurely walk anymore, wrapped up her coat tightly, and trotted back to the doctor's house.

After Gray Plains entered the door, Shiraishi lifted his form and returned to his body.

After washing his hands and nibbling on the spicy chicken wings in the lunch box, he gradually came back to his senses.

Gray Plains mourns her......

Afraid of walking at night?

……

The next morning, when Shiraishi returned home from dinner, he heard the phone ring in the café.

This phone has always been like a task release machine before, but recently, it has added the function of reminding to eat.

Considering that he had just finished eating, this time, the phone call was probably there to fulfill its duty......

Shiraishi glanced at the caller ID and knew what to expect.

He picked up the phone, and sure enough, the voice of Mrs. Shiraishi came from the other side—that is, the rented basic mother.

Mrs. Shiraishi's assignment is still very casual.

She met a nouveau riche friend in Hawaii who had been unable to contact his daughter for several days, and he was worried that her daughter was again addicted to writing and forgetting to eat and sleep, so he wanted Shiraishi, who was also in Tokyo, to bring something to eat and take a look at it.

Shiraishi wrote down the address, took out the mobile phone in his backpack, opened the mailbox and text message to check, there was no new news in it, it seemed that he didn't have to go to work today.

He went to the supermarket to buy some water, rented a car, and drove to the address given to him by Mrs. Shiraishi to feed the house of the man named Nakamura Sada.

Following the route on the map, the car drove further and further away, and finally reached the suburbs.

When I parked my car, I saw that the place where Nakamura Sadashi lived was an old bungalow that was exquisitely repaired but looked a little old.

Suburb + villa, Baishi is instantly alert. It looks too much like a futuristic murder scene.

Shiraishi wanted to call the police directly.

But if you can't tell the facts of the case, you will only be treated as harassing the police.

In addition, in some cases, the police can become an obstacle to the task. He didn't dial in the end, intending to see where he could trigger the quest first.

Most likely, Mori Kogoro had a flat tire or got lost during his trip, and then came here to complain.

Shiraishi looked around and found no broken down vehicle, and the murder had not yet begun.

After thinking for a moment, he parked the car in a nearby bush and got out of the car with snacks.

I wanted to ring the doorbell, but Shiraishi's hand hung in front of the doorbell for a while and then put it down again.

He turned and crouched down, pushed a flower pot on the porch, and picked up the spare key that was pressed underneath, while releasing the fox for it to explore.