Ghost Detective Kudo-kun

Although he said negative words verbally, Shinichi quickly let go of his hand holding the guardrail and walked downstairs, and what he said to himself seemed to be addressed to Iori Muwo: "But I Now that I have agreed to the commission, I will do my best to fulfill the task, and I will stay here until the end of the meeting."

Iori Muga turned sideways to make way for Shinichi, and Shinichi stopped when he was passing him, raised his wrist and made an inviting gesture to Iori Muga: "Brother, don't keep wandering outside to compare Well, I think your reasoning ability should be as good as any of us present."

Iorimu, I didn't expect Shinichi to say such a thing.

He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and naturally put his hands on Xinyi's shoulders to show the intimacy of brother and sister. At the same time, he supported Xinyi's side waist and led Xinyi down the stairs: "How did you see this? I never I have not shown how good my reasoning ability is."

"That's polite talk."

"……OK."

The fake siblings joined the conversation on the first floor.

Conan was deducing everyone's occupations. When they arrived, Conan almost guessed the occupations of those who could reason, and they all won. This surprised the people in the chat room. Conan smiled shyly and moved his eyes to come Shinichi and Iori Muga.

"This big brother's occupation is..."

"Housekeeper." Conan said firmly, "Your knuckles have specific protrusions, and you are engaged in the work of a clerk, but you have received special training in standing and walking postures. You should have been a soldier. Why did you say it was because You have long hair now. Retired military to be a clerk, all I can think of is that you were first hired as a bodyguard and then promoted to a supervisor."

The reasoning speaks well.

Iori Muga clapped both hands in response to Conan's words: "You are right, I am currently working as a housekeeper for a big family, my name is Iori Muga, and this is my sister, Iori Shinko. "

"I'm Iori Shinko." Shinichi borrowed Iori Muga's surname as if he didn't know Conan, "I'm still a high school student and I don't have a job, so you don't have to guess my occupation."

"Mr. Iori, hello sister Xinzi." Conan called out sweetly. After he got to know everyone, he realized that he hadn't introduced himself. "I'm Conan Edogawa, please give me your advice!"

Unsurprisingly, the name combining Edogawa Ranpo and Conan Doyle attracted the attention of the reasoning fans present. They already had a good impression of Conan, and now their attitude towards him is even more enthusiastic.

A group of people quickly sat around and started the activity lively. The people in the chat room were not surprised that Shinichi and the company staff won the first place, but they were surprised that Conan spoke clearly and logically. In the end, the prize fell into his hands because of Conan's age advantage .

But obviously Conan is more willing to meet a group of like-minded people. He has already started to ask for contact information with everyone. Although it may not be useful, meeting is fate.

Yuanzi rested his chin and rolled his eyes, complaining about his incompatibility with Xiaolan. Xiaolan smiled helplessly, but did not refute Yuanzi's words. After all, she was also not interested in reasoning. If she really liked it, she only cared about that Kudo Shinichi, a childhood sweetheart who likes reasoning, is nothing more than that.

The old man who brought Xiaolan and others to the villa just sat in the corner and drank tea slowly without making a sound.

The ghosts flying all over the sky have also stabilized their emotions under the comfort of Mr. Ghost who has been following Conan all the time. Five or six ghosts surrounded him talking and explaining the situation. Xin listened to everything. But still careless.

In his opinion, although the current villa in the typical Blizzard Villa style is potentially dangerous, with Conan around, solving the incident is not a problem at all.His original plan was to call the police afterwards and pretend nothing happened beforehand. Now that Conan is here, everything will be easy to handle, and everything will be left to him.

Xinyi was in the game, but he seemed to be a bystander watching the development of the situation, and the beginning of this incident began with a tragic scream the next morning.

Xinyi's room has floor-to-ceiling windows. He opened the window and walked out of the balcony. There were already a group of people around him. On the road that was still muddy after the storm, a strange person was lying. His eyes were not closed, and there were many marks of trauma on his body, so it was difficult to determine the cause of death.

"Could it be that she died because she couldn't come in to shelter from the rain during the heavy rain?" Yuanzi held Xiaolan's arm tightly, and she was really flustered. She thought that if they didn't find the villa last night, they might be killed. The storm has devastated him like this, and the whole person is not well.

"Stay away, this is not suitable for children to watch." The swimming coach squatted next to the corpse, frowning and observing the corpse, "The surface temperature of the corpse is low, the skin is pale, rigor has already appeared, and the mouth and nose are fungus. Foam, the possibility of drowning cannot be ruled out..."

He let go of the hand that opened the corpse's chin, and was about to untie the collar of the corpse to observe the corpse spots exposed on the shoulders, but when he noticed Conan approaching, his expression suddenly changed: "Conan, this is not you something to see!"

He took off his gloves, picked up Conan, and walked towards Xiaolan. At this time, the costume designer had already bowed down to take the place of the swimming coach and muttered to himself: "The clothes are so tasteless, they look like they were made by a murderer." Put it on, and deliberately splashed water afterwards to mislead us. According to the clothing preference, the murderer is largely a man, and the body was thrown after the rain stopped last night."

"The fingers are slender, especially the index finger and thumb span. The deceased should have learned the piano and had a certain financial foundation." The music teacher took the corpse's hand and observed it carefully.

"There are only footprints left by the deceased around the deceased, and no means of transportation was found. She seemed to appear here suddenly." The racer who had searched the surrounding circle made a speech.

The staff of the company thought of other cases: "They are all the victims of the rich lady, and they are all cases of homicide suspected of being accidental. This is... the sixth case in three years."

Down there was silence.

After Xiaolan who was hugging Conan broke the silence with a suspicious question, a heated discussion erupted.

Shinichi stood on a high place and looked at another ghost, and Iori Muga's voice came from beside him: "That is Emi Sawanari, the missing classmate of Master Ninomiyaki."

"……this is my room."

"I'm really sorry, I knocked on the door for half a minute, but you didn't hear it, so I just took the liberty to come in."

"Yeah." Xin nodded, and the matter has been covered in this way, "You said just now that the client, Mr. Ninomiya's classmate Emi Sawanari?"

"I saw her when I was picking up Missy." Iori Muga lowered his eyes, "She has been missing for a long time, I didn't expect to see her dead body here."

Xin took a look at Iori Muga, and turned his gaze back downstairs. After only two or three seconds of watching, he took the initiative to hold Iori Muga's hand, and pulled him downstairs: "Talk about it in detail." Let's talk about Miss Zecheng."

"Okay..." Iori Muga's voice paused.

He noticed that Shinichi curled up his fingers slightly when he and Shinichi held hands together, and a slightly cool touch was transmitted from the two touching hands. Flooded.

Shinichi looked back at Iori Muga.

"My brother didn't work as a soldier before retiring, right? Is it a policeman or a public security officer? It seems that the police don't need to retire so early, and you don't have to hide it. You don't have that kind of temperament, so..."

"It's the police."