Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Hanging up the phone in her hand, Kitahara subconsciously looked at the girl sitting opposite her.

“Look at me? You don’t hurry to the scene of the murder yet. ”

Nakano Erno cocked his calf, supported his chin with one hand, noticed the gaze coming from the opposite side, and said with a slight helplessness at the corner of his mouth.

After listening to the conversation just now, she also understood that in order to date her, Kitahara deliberately pretended to be sick and asked the Metropolitan Police Department for leave today.

In this way, she can’t even complain.

Because it is a special leave for her.

Thinking of this, the corner of Nakano Erno’s mouth couldn’t help but show a smile.

What, is he still very valued in his heart?

“If you go on a date, it’s good to come back next time, after all—you’re my person now~”

Saying that, Nakano Nina’s face leaned forward slightly, and his small hand also grabbed Kitahara’s collar, pulled him over, and then kissed him directly.

Ah, this time it’s strawberry flavored.

Kitahara San, who was passively enjoying, thought with half squinted eyes.

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Since the place where the deceased was located was near Yonehana Town, Kitahara Shō quickly arrived at the scene.

“It’s really troublesome for you, brother Beiyuan, obviously still recovering at home…”

Looking at Kitahara Shun, who had already rushed over, Twilight said with an apologetic smile.

No way, he also studied this case with Takagi and Chiba for a long time, and he didn’t see any clues – not to mention that there was also a Maori Kogoro who was responsible for messing up.

Since the last time Kitahara solved a bizarre suicide case for him, now as soon as he encountered such a tricky murder case, Twilight Thirteen immediately thought of his brother who had just entered the industry.

“Nothing.”

“Twilight Police Department, what is the situation now?”

Kitahara rubbed his head and looked at the scene in the courtyard.

After seeing those familiar figures, the corners of his eyes couldn’t help but twitch.

Sure enough, as long as there are dead people in Tokyo, there is definitely this guy on the scene.

Under Kitahara’s speechless gaze, Conan, wearing a blue suit, was squatting in front of the deceased, thinking seriously about something.

It’s still so undisguised.

“Officer Kitahara is also here.”

Maori Kogoro, who was talking to Twilight XIII on the side, also spotted him and greeted the young police officer.

“Senior Takagi, what’s the situation now?”

Nodding at Maori Kogoro, Kitahara looked at Takagi Wataru, who was in charge of recording, and asked.

After all, his reasoning hat can’t reason out the murder process without any clues.

“The deceased’s name was Katsuhiko Mikawa, a student at the Faculty of Medicine of Yonehana University, and the cause of death detected from the body was initially judged to be due to pesticide poisoning

Takagi replied.

Valentine’s Day murder – I don’t have any impression in my head.

Kitahara squatted on the side of the corpse, frowning at the corpse lying on the ground, holding a burned cigarette butt in his hand.

Since the time he crossed over, Conan has already published more than a thousand episodes, and there are only a few cases that he can remember.

For example, the Moon Shadow Island incident, the mountain villa bandage weirdo, the blue castle….. It’s all a shadow of childhood.

After examining the body, Kitahara glanced at Conan, who was still thinking, and suddenly smiled, reaching out and touching his dog’s head.

“Little – Conan-kun, have you found any clues here?”

“Ah, also… Not yet. ”

Conan, who was touched on the head, forced a smile and replied with two embarrassed laughs.

“You’re really unreliable.”

Kitahara rubbed his head vigorously, then stood up and walked towards the house.

If you want to rely on children to commit crimes, you can’t rely on them.

And you guy just wanted to call a ghost, right?

Looking at the back of the departure, Conan revealed a pair of dead fish eyes, and said with a somewhat speechless belly.

Since he was punished by Beiyuan last time, he couldn’t help but have a trace of interest in this person.

Just sitting in a chair and dozing off, you can reason out the whole suicide case, and it is too wasteful to be a police officer with such reasoning ability.

Inside the room.

“Miss Maori, long time no see.”

As soon as Kitahara entered the room, he saw Maori Lan standing by the wall, and he nodded with a smile and said hello.

“Huh, is Officer Kitahara here too?”

Mao Lilan was slightly stunned, and then nodded politely.

Beside her stood a young girl wearing a hairband, and her eyes couldn’t help but light up after seeing Kitahara who walked in.

However, before she could say hello, Kitahara had already walked slowly to the position of Twilight Thirteen.

“Xiaolan, was that officer your friend just now?”

“And seeing as he just smiled at you, is he pursuing you?”

Looking at Kitahara who turned to leave, Suzuki Sonoko couldn’t help but touch Mao Lilan’s arm with his elbow, and asked with an interested look.

“How is that possible… We have only just met, and the last suicide case of Miss Okino’s suicide was handled by Officer Kitahara. ”

“Huh, is that so?”

Hearing Maori Lan’s bland explanation, Suzuki Sonoko’s eyes lit up slightly.

“So do you know if he has a girlfriend?”

“How do I know about this kind of thing?”

Mao Lilan looked at Suzuki Sonoko, who already had an idea, and said in a helpless tone.

While Suzuki Sonoko was still asking questions from east to west, Kitahara also came to Twilight XIII’s side.

“All in all, the murderer is you – Watanabe is so beautiful.”

“The deceased died after eating the chocolate you gave her, and you must have poisoned the chocolate.

“The motive for the crime is also very simple, that is, a dispute of love, as long as you investigate the chocolate eaten by the deceased, you can get the result!”

After Maori Kogoro learned what happened, he immediately looked determined and pointed to a female college student named Watanabe Yoshimi sitting on the sofa.

Well, let’s rule this one out first.

Kitahara pinched his chin lightly and looked at the others present.

Now that one option has been removed according to Mao’s exclusion method, there are three suspects present.

One is the deceased’s friend, a muscular college student – Wakamatsu Toshihide.

There is also a tomboy who is a childhood sweetheart with the deceased – Sekiya Ka.

And the last fat man who had a festival with the dead and wore glasses – Straight.

Oh, and the dead – Mrs. Miyakawa.

“How is it, does Brother Kitahara have any ideas?”

Looking at Kitahara who walked over, Twilight Thirteen hurriedly asked.

He now felt that what Maori Kogoro said did make some sense.

“I just checked the situation of the deceased, and in combination with the records made by Takagi seniors, there are three kinds of things that the deceased touched with his mouth before he died.”

Kitahara said the clues he had just investigated.

“One is the chocolate given by this name Watanabe Yomi, then the coffee that has been drunk, and finally the cigarette in the hand of the deceased.”

Cigarette?

“Ugh!”

Hearing the word cigarette, Suzuki Sonoko, who had been observing Kitahara from the side, suddenly shouted, attracting everyone’s attention.

“That, I saw, when Mr. Miyakawa went outside, Mr. Naomichi handed him a cigarette.”

Hearing this, the face of Zhidao, who was full of impatience on the side, changed.

“Since everyone has drunk the coffee and there is nothing, it means that one of Mr. Naomi and Miss Yoshimi Watanabe is now the murderer!”

Twilight Thirteen suddenly realized.

Is it that simple.

Kitahara shook his head, leaned against the corner of the wall alone, and took out his reasoning cap from his four-dimensional pocket.

In the end, he believes more in the truth given by props than in his own reasoning.

However, when he was about to put his hat on, he suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Spider induction launched?

He quickly raised his eyes to look at the glass of the window opposite him, and through the reflection on it, he could clearly see Conan behind him aiming his watch at him.

Good boy, this time changed the anesthesia needle, right!?