"..." Jiang Xia looked back with an innocent look: maybe it was in a hurry, or maybe it was subconsciously that she had said it. What Officer Takagi told him just now was not as detailed as when he made a statement to Conan.
As an ordinary detective who has nothing to do with the mastermind behind the scenes, Jiang Xia could only raise his hand to touch the path-dependent brain of Officer Takagi: "Think about it yourself, is there any man among the three suspects that a certain kind of special habit only women have?"
"The special habits of women..." Officer Takagi thought anxiously, but the more anxious he was, the more blank his mind was. He even started to play romantic music while thinking about it. If he could not solve the case, he could not leave here to go to Officer Sato's blind date venue. If he could not arrive in time, Officer Sato would have a romantic date with Officer Shirato on Valentine's Day...
He subconsciously looked at the watch, trying to determine the specific time of sunset. At this moment, Takagi Shibu stared at the watch on his wrist and was stunned.
"...I understand!" Suddenly, Officer Takagi said excitedly, "Watches are watches! I understand them all!"
Jiang Xia nodded slightly, showing a child's teaching-worthy smile.
...
When an enthusiastic detective accompanied the police to play a crime-solving game.
On the other side, a fake secretary was taking the mini pistol entrusted by the master of the psychic master, avoiding the lively streets and heading towards Mikacho in a low-key manner.
At the same time, opposite an apartment building along the way.
Maya Hashimoto was wearing a suit and sat in a cafe like a human being, talking to the building materials dealer.
Suddenly, he moved his eyes and felt a caring figure walking along the street outside.
Maya Hashimoto looked over there intuition. The next moment, he suddenly stood up, revealing the solemn expression of the middle school student suddenly saw the director when he was skipping class.
The building materials dealer opposite was stunned: "Mr. Hashimoto? What happened?"
"Speak quietly!" Hashimoto Maya quickly stopped him, fearing that he would disturb the people outside. At the same time, he also held the coffee cup himself and sat back in a low-key and uneasy manner.
However, when the man sat back, his mind was no longer on buying building materials.
"This, isn't this Uzo's subordinate?" Hashimoto Maya rubbed his eyes, "This outfit, this momentum, this face... I definitely didn't admit my mistake."
But for some reason, this secretary in black seems to be a little different from before. She used to be elegant and calm, and under her ordinary appearance, she had a kind of indifference and arrogance of treating everyone like air. But today she has no expression on her face, as if she is vaguely protecting her waist, and her whole body seems to be floating with a kind of evil spirit that will kill anyone who dares to block the road.
"What happened?" Suddenly, every cell of Hashimoto Maya tensed up. "Did Lord Uzo take any very important actions today?"
While thinking, he took out his cell phone and quickly checked his email address and other communication software on the call list.
However, unlike what I imagined - no message was sent by Uzzo or someone related to him.
"I really scared myself..." Hashimoto Mayyson breathed a sigh of relief.
I immediately remembered something and sucked it all back.
"I didn't call me if I had a big move but didn't call me. Did I unknowingly become a marginal person in Uzo's team, and I was always ready to be eliminated by the last place?"
He felt a thrill in his heart, and could only keep comforting himself: "No, you can't be so pessimistic - except for this secretary, have I not seen other colleagues? Perhaps this task is just a top secret, and there is no place for peripheral members like me."
"and……"
He looked at the big belly supplier opposite and felt slightly calmer: "And I haven't slaughtered fish, and I'm working. Speaking of which, my efficiency has been a bit low recently, so I have to speed up a little more..."
...
When a model employee is serious about himself.
Outside, Miss Spider walked along the sidewalk with a relatively fast pace.
She did not take the bus because a series of experience accumulated by her master told her that once a car accident or murder or a bomb was loaded in the car, she would inevitably be noticed by the police or passers-by as a limited number of passengers in the car... just like countless members of the organization before.
Although she was a piece of puppet clay, she could run away with the Shikigami who made up this body at any time, but in that case... the gun in her arms could only be left at the scene.
As a dedicated and reliable adult ghost, Miss Spider is determined to eliminate this unprofessional possibility.
In short, after thinking about it, it is indeed safer to walk back from the street than taking transportation - so that no matter what happens, she can slip away in time before being blocked around her, and the route is more flexible.
Nothing happened all the way here, which seemed to prove that her decision was right. Miss Spider touched the mini pistol entrusted to her by the master of the psychic master through her clothes, and breathed a sigh of relief with accomplishment.
However, before I could finish my breath, I suddenly heard the exclamation of "Ouch!", followed by a jingling sound.
"?!" Miss Spider turned around alertly and happened to see two porters carrying a sofa in a furniture car on the side of the road. When she passed by, one of them was stunned when she saw her. When her feet slipped, the long fabric sofa rolled down from the car.
...If it was just a sofa, it would be fine. But while it was tilted, everyone present clearly saw an old lady falling out of the hole under the cushion.
Her stiff body rolled twice, and stopped in front of Miss Spider, and a slightly stiff hand just grabbed her ankle.
Miss Spider: "…"
Two porters: "…"
Hashimoto Maya in the cafe across the street: "…"
Walking on the road, suddenly a murder fell from the sky. Feeling the stiff and firm touch on the ankles, a reliable adult ghost briefly fell into panic.
But soon, Miss Spider remembered the instructions from the master of the psychic master following the mark before she walked away. Jiang Xia's gentle and calm voice replayed in her mind: "If you are involved in a case, don't panic. When the case first happened, the police are often not present. You just need to leave before they arrive, just like when Gin silenced her mouth before.
"After the police found the real murderer, they naturally would not continue to track down an ordinary passerby who left in a hurry.
"In addition, there may be detectives around the murder scene. No matter how skilled the person is, or whether he recognizes him or not, he will throw this mess to him first. When he gets home, he will send me the address and I will go over and deal with it as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!