Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery - Chapter 40

What is all this mess?

“These…” After reading the business card, Mao Lilan asked seriously, “Do you really know martial arts?”

She is the main general of the karate club of Tedan Junior High School in the Kanto region of Japan, so she has a natural sensitivity and kindness towards fighting.

She has met twice, and just had a simple exchange on the road together. Although Mao Lilan’s defenses have not been completely relieved, she always has a strange feeling in her heart…

Perhaps Mr. Chijiang is not a bad person.

Jiang Yizhi smiled and said, “A little bit.”

Kudo Shinichi curled his lips, judging from what he observed just now, how could this be a little…

The other party must have practiced.

It’s just that Chi Jiangzhi shot too fast, he didn’t know the specific move.

Since the first meeting, Kudo Shinichi has been guessing the identity and purpose of Chi Jiangzhi. After all, this is a person who dares to throw bombs in a crowded area like a hospital. Even if there are no casualties, he has reached a dangerous level. .

To Kudo Shinichi’s surprise, the other party’s date of birth, schooling situation, etc., these basic materials are clearly and clearly placed on the bright side.

This is what he found without resorting to his father’s connections.

The easier it is to get, the more doubtful it is. Kudo Shinichi didn’t believe what he found out at all, he secretly decided that he had to rely on reasoning—

Detective Sherlock Holmes has roughly speculated about Watson’s life experience based on the performance of the other party when he met John Watson for the first time.

There’s no reason why he couldn’t figure out the details of Chijiang-ori.

The road was slippery in the snowy days. Fortunately, the distance from the bathroom to the ski resort was not very long. It only took a few minutes to walk there. You didn’t even need to squeak a word. After a while, the crew, the staff of the ski resort, and the publishing house joined in the fun. They all surrounded the Kei round prize soldiers.

“Ki Lun…” Director Dashan asked blankly, “What’s going on with him now?”

“how so…”

“Is it a shock? Are you sick?”

Sanbao stood in the back row of the crew, with one hand in his pocket, looking grimly at the clumsy and hypocritical care of these people.

When Mizuhiro Erlang died, he had never seen this group of people care so much.

——Obviously, the senior on the water is such a good person. In the crew, he has helped many people, but who has expressed his concern more or less?

Kudo Shinichi and Maurilan stood in the middle of the crowd at a loss, a little stunned, but Kudo Shinichi wanted to say something, but it wasn’t long before the loud volume overwhelmed his speech.

Too noisy, like a vegetable market.

Jiang Yizhi frowned, raised his left hand, palm down, right index finger pressed against his palm, making a stop motion.

“Quiet.” He raised his voice and said, “Everyone, stop howling.”

When people around him started to stop the noise one after another, and the noise finally dropped to a tolerable threshold, Jiang Yizhi said succinctly: “The Keilun Prize Soldier is not dead, he is alive, he was just knocked unconscious.”

The female make-up artist of the crew, ex-Jiro Minami’s fiancee, her eyes widened when she heard the words, and she asked, “How do you know? Who knocked Mr. Keiwa unconscious? What’s going on? We’re going to call the police!”

Jiang Yizhi pointed to himself: “I.”

Maybe it was because his tone was too natural, the female makeup artist was stunned for a while, and stammered for a while: “What, what do you mean?”

Jiang Yizhi speeded up his speech impatiently: “It means that I knocked him unconscious. And if you want to call the police, please hurry up. After a while, it will snow heavily and the police will not be able to go up the mountain… Do you have any questions? ?”

Female makeup artist: “…”

She paused for a second before saying, “Why did you knock him out?”

All eyes were on Jiang Yizhi.

Jiang Yizhi was silent for a while: “You may not believe it, but Mr. Keilun made the first move.”

The female makeup artist frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but Jiang Yizhi robbed her.

“This kid happened to be by his side.”

Jiang Yizhi turned his head, squatted down, looked at Kudo Shinichi, who was automatically ignored because of his young age, and smiled: “You can testify on behalf of your brother, right? Mr. Keiwa not only moved his hand, but also held it in his hand. A knife.”

As if by magic, he took out the knife from his pocket, wrapped it in cloth, Jiang Yizhi handed it to Kudo Shinichi: “I’ll have a fingerprint test later to prove that this is Mr. Keiwa’s knife. “

Kudo Shinichi: “…”

Being dragged onto the stage so suddenly, he didn’t even hesitate, but nodded neatly: “Okay. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com”

Not pretentious or vague, Kudo Shin just rolled the eyes of the dead fish, expressing his disdain for Jiang Yizhi’s behavior of hiding a knife in a smile and pretending to be an elder.

He turned towards the crowd, and first gave a regular introduction to the crew: “Hello everyone! My name is Kudo Shinichi, and I’m a detective.”

Plus a sunny, handsome, cheerful and generous smile.

The female make-up artist didn’t like this very much, she curled her lips and muttered, “The entry threshold for detectives is really low…”

Kudo Shinichi: “…”

Director Dashan: “Cough.”

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“It’s so lively over there.” Hattori Heiji squatted in the corner of the cafeteria, with a fork in his mouth, he stretched his neck, looked at the ski resort outside the window, and said to himself, “It happened. A murder case?”

The film detective lowered his eyes in disinterest, and said sarcastically, “How could it be a murder case? It must be the horror film crew doing something.”

“That’s interesting too.” Hattori Heiji picked up the hat, put it on his head, and said cheerfully, “Anyway, let’s go and have a look first. Let’s go, Kazuya.”

Yuan Shan and Ye: “…” Don’t pay attention to her, she has a sprained foot, she is so tired.

Detective Pianpin watched the two young people leave, the girl among them was still limping, he looked around the empty canteen, hesitated, but kept up.

As he got closer to the ski resort, in addition to the sound of wind and snow, Hattori Heiji also heard a sonorous and powerful male voice: “Saiba Minwa, the murderer of Jiro Minami four years ago! Jiro Minami didn’t commit suicide!”

The film detective suddenly widened his eyes.

Hattori Heiji paused: “…”

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