Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

Kudo Shinichi's body was a little stiff as he slowly turned around and checked the others.

This time, he walked up to the corpse, and because he was now suspected of being mind-controlled, no one stopped him.

He could clearly see that the victim's face was exactly as Kurosawa had described, but with one difference.

There was still a faint smile on the victim's face, but the smile seemed a little unnatural, as if it was forced out.

Could it be man-made? No, it must be man-made!

However, the most horrifying thing is that the victim's eyes were still open.

They just stare at the people in front of them quietly, without any life or brilliance.

There was an eerie calmness in those eyes that had lost their luster.

When Kudo Shinichi carefully examined the victim's face and his eyes met the victim's, a chill went up his spine.

There was an unspeakable indifference and sadness in those cloudy eyes.

The hairs on Kudo Shinichi's body stood up one by one.

Based on the evidence found now, according to normal logic.

The true circumstances of this case are a homicide disguised as a suicide!

And when the masked man was talking about the chair just now, he said it was a disguised suicide, but later he said that it was suicide.

Plus the word Kudo he mentioned just now by mistake...he must be a member of the Black Organization!

But...should we expose that person?

This question lingered in Kudo Shinichi's mind, like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

Once exposed, with the Black Organization's ability to rejuvenate people, not everyone here will survive.

By then, Xiaolan might also...

When Kudo Shinichi thought of this, he forced himself not to think about what would happen next.

But once one has a suspicion in mind, it is difficult to stop the thought, and detectives are no exception.

He looked at Mao Lilan worriedly.

Does he really want to let innocent people die for the sake of his justice?

Unfortunately, Kudo Shinichi might think about it before making a decision.

But Conan won't, because he's a little kid.

"Inspector Megure! This case is not suicide, it's homicide!! No, it's murder, it's a premeditated killing!"

At first, Kudo Shinichi thought it was a murder, but after he said it, he felt something was wrong.

If it was a homicide, why would the person in the corner be here?

But with the Black Organization's capabilities, it would be better for them to just send one person for this matter.

When Kurosawa heard this, he also smiled.

Very good, things are finally getting on the right track. I guessed that Kudo Shinichi would carefully examine the evidence that he didn't fully understand.

Hee hee, fun, really fun.

Kurosawa spread his hands innocently, looking aggrieved.

"My friend, even though I just mind-controlled you, you don't have to be so petty as to doubt my judgment as soon as it's over."

"You are really bad-tempered, my friend."

Kudo Shinichi didn't want the truth to be covered up by the masked man, so he jumped up and said anxiously.

"Inspector Megure! I'm telling the truth. This case cannot possibly be a suicide!"

"The depression in the ground is man-made! There are eyes on the corners of the wall!"

"Everything I said is true, the truth is false, the truth is false! Only what I said is true!!"

Inspector Megure frowned, picked up the crazy Conan with an impatient look, and threw him out the door like garbage.

"Little friend, I know you may be unhappy with the mask, but I am also unhappy with him, but I can't do anything about it."

"Don't shout at me. It's useless to shout at me."

Conan was knocked unconscious but still unwilling to give up, struggling to rush into the room.

However, the two police officers who were originally standing aside and being lazy immediately became nervous when they saw the look in Officer Megure's direction.

They quickly stepped forward and stopped Conan.

"Little boy, stop making trouble and go home obediently." A police officer said seriously.

Another police officer quickly assured Officer Megure: "Don't worry, officer, we will never let this kid in again."

Officer Megure nodded, then waved his hand and said, "No need, I already understand the situation here. Let's pack up and go back to the police station."

Upon hearing the order, the two young police officers immediately let go of Conan and organized the team with other colleagues.

After they cordoned off the scene, they followed Officer Megure and left in an orderly manner.

Conan watched them leaving, feeling anxious.

While trying to catch up with Inspector Megure, he shouted the false truth at the top of his lungs.

Although his legs were half lame, he still tried hard to catch up.

Kurosawa grabbed Conan when he was about to trip and rush down the stairwell.

Who knows if something unexpected will happen if it breaks.

"Little boy, be careful when walking on the stairs. If you rush like that, you might fall down easily."

Conan looked at the mask right in front of him and punched forward again and again.

This bastard who deceived the police!

As soon as Mao Lilan came out, she saw Conan treating a detective so rudely, and quickly stopped him.

"Conan! What are you doing? Even though someone is controlling you without your consent, you can't hit them."

Mao Lilan took Conan away from Kurosawa and educated him.

Kurosawa is very tolerant of Conan's series of actions, after all, he was the one who forced him to do it.

Therefore, he was still happy to comfort the person being pranked with a friendly manner.

"Don't be angry, kid. There will be many more opportunities in the future. Maybe you will be able to reveal the truth in one of the future cases."

"I'll be looking forward to that day."

Conan stared at the person in front of him fiercely.

One day, he would make this damn bastard spend the rest of his life in jail!

Kurosawa gladly accepted the hostile look, after all, it was indeed his fault.

That wasn't the game plan at the beginning.

The initial plan was to tell all the police officers that this case was a fake suicide.

But he was also afraid that Conan's brain wasn't good enough to guess that this case was actually a suicide disguised as a homicide.

After all, most of the evidence has been destroyed, so no matter how hard you try, you can’t guess the answer.

I couldn't bear to see Zhu Fujingguang squatting on Orange, but I didn't want to give up playing games, so I chose a compromise.

It would be nice if someone who is not a police officer knew about it, but if they are not a police officer, it would be a lot less fun.

At this time, Conan appeared. He was the most suitable person to be pranked!

Kurosawa: Oh, I was forced into this.

The more Kurosawa thought about it, the more despicable his smile became. If he wasn't afraid that someone would come up and bite him, he would have started to mock him directly.

Although Conan was held tightly in the arms of Mouri Ran, his eyes were still trying to penetrate Kurosawa.

"click"

The door of the room next to Yoko Okino was opened, and everyone's eyes followed the source of the sound and gathered at the door.

Zhu Fu Jingguang walked out, his short hair fluttering in the wind, his blue eyes observing the people present.

Conan's pupils widened suddenly the moment he appeared.

I didn't expect it was him! He was the one that Sura and he had helped to stop!

The evil organization and the Black Organization are indeed the same organization!

Where did Suta get this information from? I'll have to ask him when I get the chance.

As soon as I came out, I saw so many people's eyes were focused on me.

Zhu Fu Jingguang began to reflect.

It seems that he didn't do anything excessive except watching the show.

Why are they all looking at him like that?

Didn’t he just secretly download a virus software onto Gin’s phone while he was doing the mission?

Didn’t you just feel annoyed with the little gold coin and shot him in the face while giving him shoes?

Didn’t you just take a picture and send it to Su when you scared the child just now?

What's wrong with that? What's wrong with that? I'm not wrong!

After strengthening his heart, Morobushi Kagemitsu calmly walked to Kurosawa's side.

"The game is over, but it looks like a failure."

Hearing the humiliating echo, Kurosawa sighed and fell on Zhufu Jingguang in distress.

"My friend, you are right. This is a complete failure. However, I have some latest news you would like to hear?"

Kurosawa said as he drew circles on someone's chest.

"The latest news...Do you want money?" Although Zhu Fu Jingguang was very hesitant, he still asked the second half of the question.

It's no wonder he asked that, because when they first met, this little gold coin was smiling one second and sold him for money the next.

The expression on Kurosawa's face changed several times. In his mind, this character should be a cute and stupid boy.

Why is this happening now?

Although the actual situation is somewhat different from his ideal, it does not affect his response.

"want."

Clean, neat and decisive.

This answer is really not surprising at all, Zhu Fu Jingguang thought silently in his heart.

"Is it a lot? If it's more, I may not be able to give it."

Kurosawa glanced at Conan next to him, leaned close to Morobushi Keimitsu's ear, moved the mask a little to reveal his mouth, and whispered.

"Friend, the police are so poor, do you want to be my assistant?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang had just felt a slight itch in his ear and some discomfort when he heard words that were both unexpected and reasonable.

He did know, but there probably wasn't any conclusive evidence yet.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"My friend, I didn't report you to them. I want you as my assistant more than money."

Fearing that he might be worried, Kurosawa added, "By the way, I also have a deal with the public security."

But suddenly, he thought of something and couldn't help but say something extremely sarcastic.

"Even you police officers have deals with the organization, hahahaha..."

Kurosawa couldn't help laughing, and tears silently flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The smile is simply uncontrollable, and the tears are out of regret.

The mask slowly fits the face, fitting tightly without leaving any gaps.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was not affected by Kurosawa's words, or maybe he was affected. The fact that he did not smile at all now explained everything.

"I know I won't be your assistant. I'd rather be sacrificed."

When Kurosawa heard this, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not get a response, so he looked at the time and left.

Ran Mao Li bowed to Kurosawa again, apologized twice sincerely, and led Conan away.

Kurosawa stood there in a daze for three minutes, and suddenly cursed inwardly.

Forget it, forget it. If the person I like wants to continue to do things, can I not accompany him?

At worst, I can just throw a few bombs at my boss every day, and he will have to agree with my proposal even if he disagrees.

I don't believe that if I bother him every day, he will still not give me his consent!

Kurosawa scratched his hair, distractedly adding Scotland to a new spare machine.

............

Maori Detective Agency.

After finishing this series of things, Kogoro Mouri returned home and lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

I’m sleepy. I’m so sleepy.

"Conan, you can't be so rude next time. I've worked so hard to..."

Ran Mouri, who was still educating Conan, noticed the old man lying on the sofa.

"Dad, you'll catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa. Go back to your room and sleep."

As expected, Kogoro Mori did not take any action.

Ran Mouri sighed, put Conan on the corner of the sofa, then lifted her father up and walked to the room upstairs.

"Ding dong."

When Mao Lilan carried her father into the room, the doorbell of the detective agency rang.

Little Conan glanced upstairs, determined to prove himself, and walked to the door without hesitation, about to open it.

"Hello, hello~ You are so cute."

A furry head came in before Conan opened the door, and coiled around Conan's head in a familiar manner.

"Hello."

Someone put away the wire in his hand, pretended nothing happened, and greeted.

Conan tried hard to get rid of the big hand that was wrapped around his head and stared at the two of them warily.

If he remembered correctly, he did not open the door, so the two men could only have broken in by picking the lock.

Who would pick a lock in their right mind? These two people must be abnormal.

He had just met people from the Black Organization, and these two people who suddenly appeared might have come from nowhere.

Seeing how alert he was, Shi Xi and Yi Cun spoke at the same time to ease his tension.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, we are not bad people."

"Don't be nervous, we are not good people."

When Shi Xi first heard what Yicun said, he was stunned. Is his brain circuit finally normal?

"You actually admitted one day that you are not a bad person." Shi Xi was shocked.

Yicun was silent and repeated what he had just said: "Don't be nervous, we are not good people."

Shi Xi’s eyes turned dead in an instant, and he knew it.

Conan didn't say anything. Looking at the two of them, although they looked a little silly, they might just be pretending.

And he must not be a good person. Maybe he is lowering his guard now.

The atmosphere remained tense for a while, and Conan remained alert.

But Yicun didn't feel anything. He quite liked this state of not having to do anything and not having his salary forcibly deducted.

Shi Xi was the first to give up, and looked at Conan with his dead fish eyes wide open.

"Is there something on my face? You've been staring at me for so long, can't you invite me in and sit for a while?"

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