Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

It was another bright morning, and Uncle Maori took Conan into the Poirot Cafe downstairs.

"Welcome to Mr. Maori, long time no see!" Azusa Enomoto greeted brilliantly.

"It's Azusa, it's been a long time indeed. As usual, give me a noodle dish, and Conan a children's set meal." Since the last time Azusa Enomoto's brother was involved in time, it was the first time that Uncle Mouri came to Poirot. .

"Hi! One seafood noodle, one set for children."

"Is your brother's affair over last time?" asked Uncle Maori.

"Well, thanks to you, it's over." Enomoto Azusa nodded happily. My brother cleared his suspicions. There is nothing happier than this.

"It's good when it's over. There are sharp-eyed police officers sitting in the cafe, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Sure enough, that kind of thing happens once." .

"This..." Hearing Uncle Mouri's words, Azusa Enomoto's expression was slightly embarrassed.

"Uncle, it seems that there are still a lot of police officers." Conan reminded him by pulling on Uncle's sleeve.

"What?" The uncle looked around, and sure enough he saw a group of familiar police officers.

"Hello Mr. Maori." A police officer sitting next to the uncle greeted him while looking at the uncle Maori.

"I remember you're... a police officer under Mizuma, right?" Uncle Maori asked.

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Mori to remember me. My surname is Kato." It was Kato Kumashin who greeted him.

"What's wrong with this cafe?" Uncle Maori looked around and asked cautiously.

"No, it's just that the food I ate when I came to the ambush surveillance last time was very good, so we're just here to be repeat customers." Kato Xiongxin explained with a smile.

"That's it." Uncle Maori breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly laughed wickedly: "Since that's the case, as a frequent visitor here, I recommend a delicious dish for you, and that is the delicious sandwich specially made by Miss Xiao Zi."

"Mr. Mori!" Azusa Enomoto, who was standing on the side, knew how good the sandwiches she was, and pretended to be angry.

"Isn't it right? Are you almost going to work now? You don't want to come back from the night shift just because you look like you?" Uncle Maori asked suspiciously.

"Cough... We were out looking for clues." Kato Xiongxin said a little embarrassedly, and was found out when he was lazy in the field.

"Hey, is that officer Mizuma who was sleeping on his stomach?" Conan suddenly discovered someone he thought more frequently than Xiaolan recently.

"Shh!" Kato Kumano suddenly made a silent gesture to Conan.

"What's the matter? Is the water boy very tired?" Uncle Maori frowned, why did he lie in the restaurant early in the morning and sleep late.

"He seems to have stayed up late in the police department. When I saw him in the morning, his two dark circles were scary." Kato Kumaobu said.

"Isn't it just staying up all night? At that time, we often couldn't sleep for three days or two days to handle cases." As a senior, Uncle Maori said that his current back is not good.

"The police department didn't get off work until the middle of the night the day before." Kato Xiongxin thought for a while and said.

"It seems like the day before yesterday, too," said Kenji Yuuki, who was sitting on the other side of Kato Kumaxin.

"It seems to have been the same before, right? The night that Miss Azusa's case was solved..." Kato Kuminobu said again.

"It seems that before Miss Xiao Zi's case, he didn't seem to have a good rest..." The two of them said to you, who were talking cross talk.

"Well, it's not easy for him." Uncle Maori shook his head. He said before that he was just bragging about not sleeping for three days or two days. In fact, this situation is rarely encountered.

"Father hit the fly...see the doctor..." Suddenly, at this time, Mizumayue started talking in her sleep.

"Huh?" Uncle Mouri was a little concerned about Mizumayuki's sleep talk, and Conan also secretly pricked up his ears.

"Conan! Hurry up, hurry up!" At this time, the other members of the juvenile detective team ran in. Today, Conan made an appointment with them to go to Bumei's house to play.

"Shh!" Conan stopped these noisy brats, and pointed at Tsuki Mizuma, who was still sleeping, so as not to wake him up.

"Mum! It's Officer Mizuma!" As a result, they reacted a little too much after seeing Mizumayue. They turned around and ran away after screaming. Yuan Tai grabbed Conan with great loyalty and ran out with everyone, waiting for Conan to react. When we got there, everyone had already crossed the road.

‘I haven’t…haven’t eaten yet. ' Conan, who was dragged away by Mrs. Yuan, was in remorse.

"These little bastards, really." Uncle Maori shook his head helplessly, then frowned as he listened to Mizumayue's dream words, the two words just now made him a little concerned.

"Crying... Punishment for poker... Draw... Panic..." Mizumayuki did not disappoint him, and continued to talk in his sleep.

"Crack!" Suddenly, Uncle Maori slapped Mizumayuki's table.

"Ah! What!" Mizuma Tsuki was awakened suddenly, looking up to see Uncle Mouri's angry face, even more terrifying than the Matsumoto manager.

"Is something wrong? Mr. Mouri?" Because Poirot is downstairs from the Mouri Detective Office, so Mizuma Tsuki is not surprised to see Uncle Mouri. Rather, he will appear here just to see if Conan will do it next. What else happened.

"I said you kid, did you play mahjong all night last night!" Uncle Maori roared, saliva sprayed on Mizumayue's face.

"Mah... mahjong?" Mizumayue opened a pair of black circles in confusion. Last night, he was pulled out by Miwako and kept walking around the streets, just to find out why the three victims went out every Saturday, or in other words, three people went out. destination.

"That's right! You stayed up all night playing mahjong last night! In your dreams, you were talking about the dealer's dancing and listening, right? There are also cards and cards! Are you playing mahjong in your dreams?"

"Father knocked flying? See a doctor?" Mizumayuki repeated blankly.

In Japanese, father and Zhuang Jiayin are close, dancing Hu and bumping Feiyin are close. It has always been similar to seeing a doctor. As a result, Mizumayuki and Uncle Maori said different things, but no one noticed.

"That's right! I'm not telling you, there's been a very difficult case recently, isn't it? That person last night doesn't seem to be the prisoner you're looking for. I remember last night that the management officer said that the prosecution period for this case is about to pass. Right? How dare you waste your energy playing mahjong? You're a plaything, do you know that?" An uncle who had friends all over the world spit on Mizumayue's face without hesitation.

"Slow... Slow!" Mizumayue interrupted Uncle Maori: "Things you just said are all mahjong terms?"

"Eh? You don't know?" Uncle Maori was stunned. Did he misunderstand Shui Jianyue or was Shui Jianyue trying to excuse himself?

"What do you mean by penalty and draw?" Mizumayuki asked with her eyes shining.

Uncle Maori didn't look like Shui Jianyue's expression was fake, so he explained in a good way: "The penalty for poker is that if it's your turn to draw, you will pay the other three..."

"Is there a distinction between east, west, north and south in mahjong!" Before Uncle Maori could finish explaining, Mizumayue asked again, "Is the direction clockwise?"

"There are four cards in the east, west, north, south and south. If there is an order, it should mean that the person sitting on the east side will be the banker in the first round. The order of cards is clockwise, and then the winner..."

"What's the special meaning of crybaby in mahjong?"

"A crybaby? It should be someone who often listens to crying cards, right? You know how to cry..."

"Thank you!" Before Uncle Maori could finish speaking, Mizumayue stood up and ran out hastily.

"What are you doing? Ready to go!" Mizumayuki suddenly ran back and called to the police officers who were still dumbfounded.

The three dead are playing mahjong! Thanks to Uncle Maori, otherwise they may have to wait until they retire and start playing mahjong if they want to know these mahjong terms, and then they can remember the details of this case, and the prosecution period of this case at that time. long overdue.

Obviously, the three victims went out every Saturday night to play mahjong together, and the murderer was the one sitting in the north of the mahjong table!

Back in the police car, Mizumayuki took out the map and opened it, marking the three people's residences by memory.

Next, just find the mahjong hall roughly in the middle of the three people's residences... Mizumayue was stunned, there is no mahjong hall marked on the map!

In the coffee shop, Uncle Maori sighed, and it turned out that he had inadvertently provided Mizumayuki with important information to solve the case.

"No, I have to find a chance to manage that kid to please people." Uncle Maori laughed and said to himself.

"Mr. Maori!" Mizumayue, who was still talking about it just now, walked back with a smile like a flower, holding a map in her hand: "Mr. Maori~ Can I ask something?"

…

After 20 minutes, Mizuma Yue, who had obtained a map of "the locations of all the best mahjong parlors in the city", walked out of the cafe satisfied.

The phone rang again, and Mizuma was a little scared. Picking up the phone, it turned out to be Conan.

"Hello? Conan, who died?" Mizumayuki asked directly.

"Uh..." Conan was choked, and he said hurriedly: "The deceased is the criminal psychologist Pingdong Tangji! The murderer is the prisoner twenty years ago!"

"Damn it!" Shui Jianyue shouted: "Location! Quick!"

…

Ten minutes later, the crime scene.

"The Police Department, the Traffic Section seems to have an opinion." Yuuki Kenji put down his phone and said to Mizumayuki.

"It's not like I didn't ring the alarm bell, it's more important to catch the criminals... I told people who haven't caught up to not come up and surround the entire community for me." Mizumayue said indifferently.

"Hi." Yuuki Kenji nodded.

"But the speed of going out of the suburbs in the city is too dangerous." Kato Kuminobu whispered, and it is estimated that the remaining police officers are still halfway there.

Forensic doctor Sen Yehong stood on the spot with a pale face. After shaking it, he walked to the corpse to start his autopsy work. He was not used to the high speed.

And the unconscious Mizuma Yue still felt that her decision to go out and bring in the forensic doctor was wise, and turned around to look at the shivering young detective team.

"The first question, why are you here?" Because of staying up late and lack of sleep, Mizumayuki's face was a little pale, and the faces looking down at the children were a little terrifying in the eyes of the children.

"Bu... Ayumi lives here. We came to Bumei's house to play, and Conan suddenly ran over and said that someone was dead." Ivia, the head of the young detective team, stood up and said, and casually threw the pot to Conan .

"Okay, you guys go back to Ayumi's house and wait, Conan left to answer some questions for me." Mizumayue waved her hands and told them to get out.

"Haihara saw that person too!" Conan took the time to pull Haibara Ai into the water.

"Then the two of them stay, and you can go quickly." Shui Jianyue obeyed and continued to drive people away.

"The door I went out with Xiao Ai, if Xiao Ai saw the murderer, I should have seen it too!" Ayumi suddenly stood up and said.

However, when dealing with these real little devils, Mizumayuki is not as trusting as the fake little devils, and she stares...

"Let's go now!"

"Are the children running so fast now? Your class's sports meeting results are quite impressive, right?" Mizumayuki asked, looking at the children's smoky backs.

"Haha..." Conan didn't know what to say, but suddenly he remembered something and turned to look at Haibara Ai. Sure enough, Haibara Ai also had a gloomy face and didn't speak.

"Haihara...Sang's cold has healed? Was you pulled out to play?" After considering the name of Haibara Ai, Mizumayuki asked.

Just as Conan asked Hui Yuan Ai to answer, Hui Yuan Ai said in a cold tone: "Don't bother the police officer, my illness is not that serious, and I will be cured soon after taking the medicine."

Conan also interjected: "The doctor said, Hai Yuan is too tired recently, just take a rest."

"Too tired?" Mizumayuki raised her eyebrows: "Are you still researching? The antidote is...poison." Because she's been too busy recently and seems to be being concerned by the people in the organization, Mizumayuki hasn't gone to Naokura Lang for a long time. Check out the research progress in the lab.

"Now I'm researching the antidote, but those two are still more interested in the performance of atpx itself." Hui Yuanai's voice was still cold and cold.

Mizuki is a little strange, everyone is acquaintance, although the relationship is not friendly, why is she as indifferent as she is talking to a stranger.

Conan, who was standing on the side, knew it well~www.NovelMTL.com~ Haibara Ai was under the pressure of Mizumayuki's organizational breath, and it was not easy to achieve the current level. Usually, when she encountered the organization's aura, it was almost impossible. Not standing still.

"By the way, Officer Mizuma, after Mr. Judy and the new doctor left that day... woo!..." Conan opened his mouth to change the subject, but was blocked by Yue Mizuma.

"If it's something related to that organization, you don't have to tell me. I said I don't plan to care anymore." Mizumayue said with a smile.

"..." Haiyuan Ai suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Mizumayuki in horror.

It's not because Mizumayue said that she doesn't care about the organization, but because the moment Mizumayue smiled and spoke to Conan just now, the aura of her organization became stronger.

No, it's not that the breath has really changed, but the fake smirk that gives Haibara Ai a very familiar feeling, a smile she often sees in the organization.

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