"What? When the explosion occurred on the Shinkansen, were you in the car?" Yuanzi shouted and looked at Xiaolan with concern, "Xiaolan, are you doing anything? Are you injured?"

Xiaolan wore a student uniform and smiled sweetly: "How could I be injured? If I were injured, I would definitely not come to school now! In fact, the bomb exploded outside the car, and the inside of the car was basically not affected..."

"Is that so? What a great blessing in disgrace." Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaolan continued, "By the way, when talking about the things on the Shinkansen, I actually found that there was a bomb, Conan! Conan is really a very smart kid!"

"Haha...Conan, Conan. During this period, you always talk about Conan. Xiaolan, you won't fall in love with that little guy, right? Your Shinichi will be angry!" Yuanzi teased.

Xiaolan glared at Yuanzi and whispered: "How is that possible! Yuanzi, if you say nonsense again, I will ignore you."

The two of them thought they were very low, but in fact, a large number of "communities" around them could hear it very clearly.

Shu Yunwen yawned and rolled his eyes. One day yesterday, he stayed in the office for a day, and went to a murder scene in the middle of the way, absorbed a soul. After returning home at night, he practiced until midnight, and now he is a little sleepy.

He also knew what Xiaolan said. After all, this guy named Yuanta was also on the Shinkansen, which scared Koji and Kojima Mie.

Originally, it was just a holiday to play, but who would have thought that this would happen?

The class bell rang, the teacher walked in, and the garden quickly sat down, looking like a good student.

Half a minute later, Yuanzi threw a ball of paper on his back and went to Xiaolan's table.

Xiaolan opened it and looked.

"Xiaolan, let's go to the cafe to eat cake after school?"

Xiaolan looked up and glanced at the teacher. Seeing that the teacher was writing on the blackboard, she quickly wrote "Okay", poked the garden on the back, and handed the paper ball to the garden.

Well, although Xiaolan is a good student, she may not necessarily not pass small notes in class!

Another half minute later, Yuanzi threw another piece of paper on Xiaolan's table with her hands behind her back.

Xiaolan opened it secretly.

"I hope there are handsome guys in the cafe!"

Xiaolan put away the paper ball and put it in her pocket.

...

Three days later.

Didan Primary School, first grade class B, end time.

Yuanta poked Conan who was lying on the table pretending to be a contemplator: "Conan, Conan, did I bring the money I brought with you?"

"Hmm? Ah..." Conan was stunned for a moment, put the notebook together, and took out his wallet, "One thousand five hundred yen, is it? But, Yuanta, what do you want money to do?"

"What to do? When I called you yesterday, didn't I tell you very clearly? We want to print flyers! Flyers!" Kojima said loudly, "Our Youth Detective Group has been established for a while, but no commission has been received! So, we must make changes! Changes! Do you know?"

Next to him, Mitsuhiko came over: "I came up with the idea of ​​printing flyers! When my sister was working, she sent flyers. She told me that if she did this, more people would know, and then our commissions would increase and we could earn a lot of money!"

Akimi said angrily: "Conan, do you really not care about our Youth Detective Group? You are obviously a friend of a club, but you don't care about the development of the club at all. You hate it the most!"

"Hahaha..." Conan was flipping his eyes with dead fish-

By the way, he was brought in by a strong man like Yuan Tai. OK?

Conan looked through the notebook in front of him, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said, "Hey, I said, Yuanta, do we each pay 1,500 yen?"

"Yes!" Yuan Tai nodded, "Sister said that this way, you can print about 400 flyers, and as long as you have ready-made content, you can print them in about half an hour. After school this afternoon, let's go to the commercial street to distribute flyers together!"

"Okay!" Ayumi and Mitsuhiko raised their fists together to echo.

Conan rolled his eyes and said, "Hey! If I remember correctly, there seems to be a simple printing room in Brother Yunwen's office, right? If we ask him, we can save this money."

"Ah..." Mitsuhiko and Arimi were both stunned.

Yuan Tai was stunned for a few seconds before speaking: "Yes, why didn't I expect it before?"

Mitsuhiko said: "That's it! Conan, you obviously thought of it, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Azumi opened her small coin wallet: "In this way, the 1,500 yen that Azumi and her mother would save. The cheese cake in the Rice Department Store is delicious..."

"I heard that there will be a Mask Superman show in the Water Park on weekends! And, there are special Mask Superman cards that are only available in the Water Park!" Mitsuhiko said.

"I really want to eat eel rice." Yuanta expressed his opinion.

"...Hahaha..." Conan's dead fish eyes appeared again.

Several little guys were arguing about how to use the money they saved, and Conan's eyes gradually became colder.

Is that guy who took the gold coins?

In his reasoning, although that guy was very suspicious,... he had no evidence!

...

"Hello Brother Yunwen!"

In the office, Shu Yunwen looked at the four little ghosts sitting in his office, and was speechless.

"Why are you guys here? Are you very free today?" Shu Yunwen put down his schoolbag and looked at the little guys sitting on the sofa eating cake and drinking coke.

"We are here to ask Brother Yunwen for help." Yuan Tai replied immediately.

"Our teenage detective team plans to expand their business recently and want to print a batch of flyers."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Azumidao: "Your firm has a simple printing room where you can print things..."

"Hahaha..." Conan seemed to be the only one who smiled like this, and he was too lazy to say anything.

Shu Yunwen heard what it meant and laughed: "You want the office to help you print the flyer! This is simple... Secretary Anda, please find two employees to help them print..."

"Hay!" Anda Langping nodded, and then said respectfully, "Sir Yunwen, in fact, Vice President Panasonic has arranged for someone to do it just now. The children's flyer texts are also very good, and they can be completed in about twenty minutes..."

"Ha, that's good."

Shu Yunwen took off her coat from the school and smiled at Yuan Tai and the others, "Do you want to look around in the office?"

"Ah? Is that OK?" Yuanta, Akimi, and Mitsuhiko's eyes were shiny.

Yuanta has only been here once, but Ayumi and Mitsuhiko have never been here. The child is curious when he is, of course he wants to stroll around in this Huiling office...

Shu Yunwen said: "Of course! Secretary Anda, please trouble you. Take the children to visit everywhere, just don't disturb others." Shu Yunwen finished speaking, and saw a few little kids staring at the cake on the table and reluctant to let go. She rolled her eyes: "...Little guys, you can take the cake everywhere, but be careful not to put the cake on the ground. If it is put on the ground, it will be very troublesome to pack it up..."

"Okay! Thank you Brother Yunwen!" Several little guys cheered, then followed Anda Langping with a tray and a cake.

When Arimi was about to walk out of the door, she suddenly turned her head curiously and looked at Conan: "Conan? Why are you still sitting there? Don't you want to go and have a look together?"

"Ah...I, my stomach suddenly feels very uncomfortable and I want to go to the bathroom. You go first, I will follow you later..." Conan immediately covered his stomach, looking very painful.

"oh?"

Azumi was surprised, and Mitsuhiko walked back: "Azumi, don't worry about him! Conan, this guy, is just dragging on everything he does..."

After a few little kids went out, Shu Yunwen took care of the door, changed her clothes in the inner room of the president's office, and asked Conan: "Tell me, Conan, you have something to say to me if you want to say to me?"

Conan sat on the sofa, picked up the coke on the table and took a sip: "How did you do it?"

"Oh?" Shu Yunwen narrowed her eyes, "How did you do it?"

"You took the gold coins stolen by the Italian robber group, right? How did you do it? How could you steal the gold coins without leaving any traces on the scene?" Conan asked.

Shu Yunwen put on her coat and turned her head to look at Conan: "Little guy, you're thinking too much. If you were the maple leaf gold coins you said in the news these days... The news said, wasn't it stolen by Kidd? What's wrong with me!"

"The one who stole the gold coins was definitely not a thief of Kidd!" Conan shook his head, "The card that stayed on the scene was much worse than Kidd's card in all respects. In addition, Kidd was only interested in gems and was not interested in gold coins at all. And what was said on the card - although it was just a guess, Kidd's family background was definitely very good, and it was certain that his family was rich. The reason for lack of money was not considered by Kidd..."

"Oh?" Shu Yunwen walked over, sat opposite Conan, and asked with a smile, "Then... why do you doubt me?"

Conan said: "Actually, as early as the day we were hunting for treasure, I felt something was wrong. That day, I and Yuanta and others went to the art museum together, but at noon, you suddenly appeared under the Tokyo Tower and deliberately met us. Don't deny it, I have actually investigated it in advance. Before you arrived at the Tokyo Tower, you called Yuanta's house and asked Yuanta's whereabouts. Then, you went to the art museum to find us. After learning that we were leaving now, you asked about the sister Shumei who happened to meet. After knowing that we arrived at the Tokyo Tower, you chased us again..."

"... After that, you should have found the three robbers, so you deliberately asked Sister Shumei to accompany us, protect us, and watch us. And you went to find gold coins... In the evening, you found the gold coins and came back to pick us up. Before that, Sister Shumei received a call from you. You learned through the phone that the three robbers were in the coffee shop, so they changed places and called the police... If my reasoning was correct, those gold coins were put in the trunk of the car at that time, right?"

Well, I have to say, the "washing machine" is really awesome. Shu Yunwen only left a little trace, but this guy was able to follow the traces and restore the whole process...

"Wait, Conan's little friend. You have said so much, is there any evidence?" Shu Yunwen asked.

Conan froze and then said helplessly: "No, there is no evidence. Although you don't know how you did it, I heard from the police officer that there were no footprints or hairs left at the scene of the crime; that card was one of the evidence, but no fingerprints were collected on it, and the handwriting identification was inconsistent with you, Vice President Panasonic. Of course, the scratches on the fountain pen tip left on the card can also be considered one of the evidence if there are other written materials to be compared and identified as written by the same fountain pen. But from the fact that you did not leave any traces on the scene, you can see that you are very careful and cautious. Moreover, the pen is a new pen, which has not been used for a long time and the nib has not been polished yet. It should be a new pen specially prepared for writing that card. That pen has also been processed, right?"

"Ha... you little guy, you have a lot of imagination! I really have a job to do when I go to Tokyo Tower. If you don't believe it, you can contact Yoko Okino, Eiichi Yamaki. I accepted their commission and helped them get rid of the spirits in the afternoon. And, if there is no evidence, it's best not to doubt others casually..."

When Shu Yunwen spoke, she felt cold sweat in her heart.

Let me tell you, it turns out that the identification of the nib scratches of the pen can also be regarded as one of the evidence!

Damn, I have to ask the guy Panasonic when I look back, what has he written about this pen.

All things written with this pen must be dealt with quickly.

He didn't want to be caught by Uncle Tiaozi to pick up soap...

In addition, there are indeed too many traces left this time.

He is now suspected, and seems to have to find an opportunity to create some illusions and attract Conan's attention!

The creature like a detective is so fucking!

ps: The pit was dug...lala ~

ps2: Some people say that the pen and ink cannot be used as evidence... Okay, then I'll change it, scratch identification is OK...
Chapter completed!