"Machiko, why are you here and dressed like this?"

Hearing Xiaolan's name to the big pink rabbit behind him, Yuji paused, narrowed his eyes and stared at Belmode, watching her turn her head away in embarrassment.

[Hey, why are you pretending to be me again...]

Holding her chest, Belmod closed her eyes and murmured in a low voice that Xiaolan could hear: "I'm just interested, and I don't like this very much..."

"It's so cute!" Xiaolan hugged Machiko suddenly and rubbed her body twice. Smelling the familiar aroma, she showed a kitten-like smile.

"Really? These are the pajamas I carefully prepared. I knew you liked them." Turning around in front of Xiaolan, Chris ignored the slightly disdainful looks from Yuji and Conan and continued to hug Xiaolan.

[I’m still here, can you restrain yourself when you hug my girlfriend?]

Finding that the elevator indicator light was rising continuously, Conan shook Yu Er's yellow leather pajamas, and the two brothers walked over together.

"Where are the dead?"

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Kudo Yuji in strange clothes and Conan holding his hand. Matsuda Jinpei lit a cigarette to cheer himself up and yawned.

"You are so tired, how dare you drive here?" Yuji shook his head and pointed to Mouri Kogoro's room with his inseparable gloves.

"Why don't you find a room to sleep first? Be careful that you don't have enough ideas to solve the case."

"Shut up."

Putting on gloves, Officer Matsuda skillfully ordered his subordinates to seal the door, and then asked Fei Yingli to explain what happened.

"As soon as I returned to the room, Mrs. Machino came over." Wearing short-sleeves and large pants, she walked out of the bathroom with her husband. Fei Yingli crossed her chest and began to recall: "She and her husband had a fight and said they wanted to stay here.

After staying one night, I went to take a shower."

When Mrs. Mori mentioned that Conan was on the phone, she came out of the bathroom and saw that Mrs. Machino was still alive. Officer Matsuda's eyebrows jumped and he subconsciously looked at Conan who was holding his chin next to Yuji and thinking.

"Did he kill him again..."

Finding that everyone except Kudo Yuji was looking at him with doubts, Officer Matsuda raised his head and helplessly threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray next to the corridor.

"It's like this every time anyway..."

Walking straight into the room, he immediately saw the woman lying on the bed near the door. Her body was stiff, the back of her head was slightly black, and there was a pool of bruises next to her.

Crouching down, Matsuda touched the blood stains, and with a pinch of his index finger and thumb, he determined the approximate time of the deceased's death.

"It won't take more than half an hour, which is when the concubine's lawyer comes out for the second time."

How did this guy do it?!

Conan immediately rushed to Officer Matsuda, pulled Curly's sleeves hard, and asked curiously: "Hey, Officer Matsuda, how did you judge it?"

"Taste, viscosity, color and humidity." Officer Matsuda turned his head and pointed to the grille on the window: "And the lawyer did not turn on the air conditioner, so it will not affect my determination."

"That's awesome, how did you do it?"

After a pause, the curly-haired police officer looked at Conan kindly. He took off his gloves, gently put his hands on the side of the primary school student's head, and then squeezed hard.

"It hurts, it hurts, Officer Matsuda!"

"Who do you think did this?"

After being thrown out of the room by Uncle Maori, Conan noticed Belmode who was talking to Xiaolan and suddenly thought about it.

"Sister Machiko, did you see anyone running in a panic in the aisle?" Conan walked up to his girlfriend, squeezed in, and separated them.

"This is really not the case. I have been in Yuji's room, so I don't know." Chris noticed Xiaolan's slightly surprised look, put the plush gloves to her mouth, and coughed twice.<

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"We played a card game and didn't do anything weird. Please don't get me wrong."

"Who...who misunderstood!!" Xiaolan's face turned red, she snorted, stiffly walked into the room, and left Conan, Yuji and Belmod in the corridor.

Glancing at the smiling Belmode, Yuji turned his head helplessly and rubbed his brother's pale face red.

"Think about it carefully, a lesbian girlfriend is better than a shot-control girlfriend. Be more open-minded, bro." Spreading his hands, Yuji whistled nonchalantly: "In the worst case, when you change back, I'll ask Yuko to find it for you.

The best doctor."

After comforting Conan, Yuji turned his thoughts to the corpse in the room.

"But Aunt Yingli said that she clearly saw Mrs. Machino sleeping soundly when she came out." The young man walked up to Fei Yingli and confirmed again: "Auntie, are you sure Mrs. Machino was still alive at that time?"

"She was still snoring at the time. She must be alive." Fei Yingli suddenly felt her body sink. She glanced slightly and realized it was her husband's purple suit jacket.

"I noticed just now that there were other marks on the carpet on the floor."

Temporarily forcing himself to forget about what was wrong with his girlfriend, Conan took out his phone and showed the picture to Yuji.

"There are blood stains on the bottom of the sheets, but not on the top, and there are also long blood stains on the blanket beside the legs of the bed. Both of these are weird."

Before Conan could continue, a burst of wailing interrupted the discussion between the brothers. They looked at the man who was stopped by the police at the door of the room, and all moved forward.

"Let me go in, my wife is dead, why don't you let me go in!"

This man is a bit thin. If it is Mao Ogaru, even if the police stop, there is a way to rush in, but he does not work. Even when the policeman shakes those policemen, he will not be able to let the other party move one step.

"Is this the case in Tokyo, my wife is dead!"

"Please calm down, Mr. Machi, we don't want to see such a thing, but since Mrs. Gui has happened. As a husband, isn't it the murderer who killed his wife to the law and send it into prison!" <

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At a glance, Police Officer Matsuda walked to the front, stretched out his hand on Mr. Tamano's shoulder and patted: "I want to ask, what are you doing half an hour ago?"

"What do you ask this ..." Looking at the police confusedly, Machye suddenly reacted, and the whole face turned red: "Bastard, are you doubting that the murderer is me, how can this be!"

"Although it was not hitting you, I only had a case in the morning. It was my wife killed my husband. At that time, I asked for a routine inquiry. She was exactly the same as you now, and there were many times before."

Speaking simply, a copy has been brushed dozens of times and has experience.

Rolling hair showed a harmless smile: "I think you don't want to be suspected, so I will tell me what I was doing at the time."

"That ... of course."

Machino swallowed and swallowed: "I was sleeping at the time."
Chapter completed!