Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

He is also the leader of the entire drug trafficking group.

It's just that he doesn't have enough qualifications.

So the other backbone members of the group were actually not convinced.

In the end, it was only after Kuroiwa Tatsuji gave up a few pieces of meat that Kawashima Hideo and the others finally shut up.

"So that's how it is." Wang Changsheng nodded and asked Heiyan Chenci to write down everything he knew in full on a piece of paper.

"It wouldn't matter if Asai Narimi killed all of this cancerous group, but I don't think Asai Narimi has the energy or time to take them out one by one. I don't want to be associated with the sin of killing on Asai Narimi's behalf, so I'll just hand this booklet over to the police."

In short, no one can escape.

Wang Changsheng was very sure.

He will not let anyone in this group go.

After all, he had sworn an oath.

I will be sworn enemies of gambling and drugs for the rest of my life.

A vow is a vow, and he must stick to his original intention!

"Wow, you still want Hirata and Akira to take the blame for you?"

After being severely tortured in Purgatory, Kuroiwa Tatsuji finally told him the news weakly.

It turned out that after Kuroiwa Tatsuji and Nishimoto Ken learned that Hirata Kazuaki was arrested by the police, they planned to let him take charge of all drug-related matters.

Hirata Kazuaki did not dare to disobey.

Because his old mother was still in the hands of Kuroiwa Tatsuji, and the lives of his family were in his hands, he had no choice but to confess to the police.

"What a pity, that was a nice thought."

Wang Changsheng smiled, left the World Tree space, and then calmly handed the booklet to Linghuan Xinlong beside him.

"Go ahead and give this thing to Uncle Maori, and say that you found it accidentally in the toilet flush bucket." Wang Changsheng dismissed him casually.

In fact, no matter what the excuse is, it doesn’t matter whether it is reasonable or not.

He just had to tell the police and Conan what he wanted to tell them.

Whether it is these notes or Conan, they have no choice but to believe and have no right to refute.

There was no way they could find any clues that he was lying anyway.

Besides, the booklet itself was written by Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

Even if he was a ghost, it was written in his own handwriting.

The police can check notes or fingerprints as they please.

"Okay." Lingxuan Xinlong nodded, then took the booklet in his hand seriously and handed it to Uncle Maori.

"What is this?" Uncle Maori looked at Wang Changsheng's butler, and Linghuan Xinlong suddenly handed him a notebook, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The moment he opened it, his expression changed immediately.

He quickly found Inspector Megure and handed the booklet to him.

After seeing this, Inspector Megure's face changed drastically, and he quickly ordered several police officers to call back those who had already been counted or had their statements taken.

Obviously, they are all on this list.

"They all fit the criteria for attending the Kameyama Isamu Memorial Ceremony?"

Yesterday's memorial ceremony included almost all the top and bottom levels of the drug trafficking gangs.

It's not just Hideo Kawashima and Kazuaki Hirata who are involved in drugs!

"You are..." Inspector Megure looked at Uncle Mori with a serious face.

Conan was also a little curious about what made Uncle Mouri and Inspector Megure's faces change so drastically. He immediately got up from his seat quietly, and then walked up to Inspector Megure without making any sound.

"Swish"

Suddenly, Inspector Megure felt his hands were empty.

The booklet he was holding was snatched away by Conan.

"Huh?" Inspector Megure was stunned.

"Little Conan, what are you doing? That's not something you can look at! Give it back to me right now!"

His words seemed to be blocked out before they reached Conan's ears.

Conan looked at the booklet in his hand with burning eyes.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I become, and the more mysterious it becomes.

"Is this true?" He couldn't help but doubt.

Look at the names and contact information on it.

Conan's mentality was a little broken.

"Could this be the person hiding behind the murderer? How could he introduce himself so clearly? He must be fake, right?!"

Conan took two deep breaths.

Why hasn't he figured out a name for this case yet, but Wang Changsheng has already given a version of the answer?

Although Wang Changsheng's actions were very covert, Conan's attention was largely focused on Wang Changsheng, so he saw this booklet, which was actually given by Wang Changsheng to his butler.

In other words, the people listed in this booklet were provided by Wang Changsheng.

"Could it be possible that he knew this in advance?"

Conan simply wouldn't believe that Wang Changsheng achieved success overnight.

On the contrary, he was certain that Wang Changsheng's arrival at this place was definitely not as ordinary as he said. Instead, he felt that there was a deeper secret in it.

"Damn it! If Wang Changsheng had released the list of drug trafficking gangs earlier, this person wouldn't have died..."

Chapter 344 Reward: Minions?

"state!"

When Uncle Maori's sandbag-sized fist hit Conan's head.

He finally returned the booklet to Inspector Megure with stars in his eyes.

"This……"

Inspector Megure looked at the booklet in his hand again, and finally looked at Wang Changsheng and Lingxuan Xinlong with a serious expression.

Knowing that Reigen Arata was Wang Changsheng's butler, Inspector Megure started by asking Wang Changsheng.

"Little brother Changsheng, where did you get this thing?" Inspector Megure's expression was very serious, and there was even a hint of questioning in his tone.

However, Wang Changsheng didn't care.

At this moment, a halo seemed to emerge from his body.

In a flash, among the people present, except Conan, the rest of them looked at Wang Changsheng with somewhat different eyes.

It was a natural feeling of closeness and trust.

"I found this when I went to the bathroom just now. I flipped through it and found that it was full of names. I couldn't understand them, but I thought it must be something very important, otherwise it wouldn't be deliberately hidden in the bathroom. So I thought of showing it to Uncle Maori. After all, Uncle Maori is a famous detective, and I think he must know what is recorded in it."

Wang Changsheng's tone was innocent and cute.

His words seemed to have magic power, making everyone present unable to help but believe what he said.

"Now it seems that this is indeed the case! Uncle Maori, Inspector Megure, have you figured out what this thing is? You are so amazing!" Wang Changsheng praised enthusiastically.

"This is indeed a very important thing." Uncle Maori nodded, and the look he gave Wang Changsheng was filled with a hint of fatherly love. "Little Changsheng, you did a great job. You found an extremely important clue."

This is Wang Changsheng's magic - the effect of the beauty halo.

It can subtly influence how Wang Changsheng appears in the eyes of others.

It makes others feel a little more fond of Wang Changsheng.

Among these people, even those like Sakura who understand magic are inevitably affected by this magic under the blessing of Wang Changsheng's profound magic power.

Not to mention Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure, who are mortals without magical powers.

"Hey, do you feel that Changsheng seems to have become a little different?" Yukito nudged Touya with his elbow and whispered.

"It seems to be a little more pleasing to the eye." Touya's eyes were calm, and he just raised his eyelids.

"??(???*)I think so too." Snow Rabbit nodded.

The two of them were whispering, and their style was always a little different from others.

And the way Sakura and Syaoran looked at Wang Changsheng also had a strange meaning in their eyes.

Wang Changsheng didn't pay attention to these things. Seeing that the adults didn't seem to ask him about his plans for the booklet, he reduced the intensity of the beauty halo.

At the same time, he guided Officer Megure and said, "Since this is a very important clue, please, Officer Megure, you must find the real murderer!"

After being reminded by Wang Changsheng, Inspector Megure also nodded.

"This is a very important clue. I will send it for examination and research now."

After saying that, Inspector Megure hurried away, twitching his legs.

After the others left, Wang Changsheng completely stopped using magic.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that Conan was looking at him strangely, and he smiled at him.

Conan covered his head and saw Wang Changsheng grinning at him. He immediately frowned and came over: "What do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Changsheng tilted his head, not quite understanding what he meant.

"Still pretending!" Conan grimaced, clutching his large lump in pain, and glared at Wang Changsheng fiercely, "You didn't get that booklet from the toilet, did you?"

"Ah? If I didn't get it in the bathroom, then where is it?" Wang Changsheng looked at him innocently, "Little brother Conan, what on earth are you talking about? I really don't understand."

"..." Conan took a deep breath and said calmly, "That list contains the names of the members of a drug trafficking group. Don't say you don't understand it. What's there in black and white that you can't understand? Did you come here this time specifically to crack down on this drug trafficking group?"

"Then why don't you just tell the police about these evidence and clues? Why do you want to kill people?"

It seems that Conan inexplicably blamed him for Hideo Kawashima's death.

Wang Changsheng didn't explain and just let him misunderstand.

All I have to do is keep his attention from being diverted to Asai Narimi.

So what if he doubts him?

What about the evidence?

Just like he said.

If you have evidence, you can naturally call the police.

But if there is no evidence, what's the point of looking for them?

Without evidence, everything is just suspicion and speculation.

Without evidence, reasoning is just reasoning.

So Wang Changsheng, relying on the fact that science couldn't defeat magic, smiled easily, his voice suddenly rising several degrees: "It seems that little Conan has really lost his mind playing detective games. How could we have killed him? What the hell are you talking about?"

Uncle Conan was the first to be attracted when he heard Wang Changsheng's words.

"Boy, what did you say about me just now?"

Uncle Maori is many heads taller than the current Conan. He looks like a mountain standing in front of Conan, looking very imposing.

"Gulp" Conan swallowed his saliva. To save his head, he smiled awkwardly: "No, I didn't say anything! I was just joking with Brother Changsheng!"

Uncle Maori's punch just now has made him much more sober.

Although he didn't rest well yesterday and another punch might make him more sober, he didn't want to endure any more.

"Hmph, don't let me see you doing anything weird again!" Uncle Maori looked at the big bump on Conan's head. This time he didn't attack him again, but just warned him with a dangerous look.

Conan immediately nodded repeatedly and agreed.

But after Uncle Maori turned around, he suddenly turned his head back and glanced at Wang Changsheng with a look of grievance and anger.

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