Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

Dongfang Haoyue dragged the confused Kudo Shinichi to the side of the marble, turned his back to the crowd, bent down to pick up the marble and hung it on his collar, lowered his head slightly, and looked at it curiously.

Shinichi stood to the right of Haoyue, staring at the marbles intently, wondering in his heart:

“Marbles?

How could something like this appear in a warehouse that specializes in ceramics?"

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue thought for a moment, put a marble in his jacket pocket, and then dragged the thoughtful Kudo Shinichi out the door. He turned to look at Xiaolan and applied with a smile:

"Sister Xiaolan, Conan and I need to go to the bathroom~"

"what?"

Xiaolan was slightly stunned, turned her head, and looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi who were getting closer to the gate.

Maori Kogoro bent down and handed the broom to Seto Ryuichi, then stood up, turned to look at Haoyue and Shinichi, and complained speechlessly in his heart:

"These two brats finally found the marbles on the ground. I was just thinking that if they didn't pick them up, I would find a chance to hint at them.

Having said that, they really are not good at making excuses!

You always say you need to go to the bathroom. Can't you come up with a new excuse?

But...my daughter seems to believe their lies...!"

When Kogoro Mori thought of this, he felt a little depressed.

Dongfang Haoyue dragged Kudo Shinichi out of the door, stopped, looked back at Xiaolan, and said goodbye innocently:

"Bye~~~"

Dongfang Haoyue didn't wait for the ignorant Xiaolan to respond, and happily dragged the still-thinking Kudo Shinichi towards the Japanese-style bungalow.

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After a short time.

Japanese style bungalow, spacious bathroom corridor.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood side by side inside the wooden window that was opened to the right, with their backs to the closed wooden door in the distance.

They put their hands in their pockets and looked straight ahead, admiring the lush greenery outside the window until the next second.

Dongfang Haoyue turned to look at Kudo Shinichi and reminded him carefully:

"It is obviously unreasonable to find marbles in a warehouse that is used to store ceramics."

"Correct."

Kudo Shinichi turned and looked at Dongfang Haoyue, nodded slightly, and asked for advice in confusion:

"The question is... why are the marbles there?"

"Hmm... Shinichi, do you still remember?"

Dongfang Haoyue recalled for a moment, then suddenly had an idea and smiled, happily reminding:

"Ms. Mashiko said...she tried to climb up the stepladder and the feng shui pill rolled down."

"Ah, I understand!"

Kudo Shinichi thought for a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly realized and judged:

"If the Feng Shui Pill is leaning steadily against the wooden frame, then climbing the ladder should not cause it to fall."

"Yes."

Dongfang Haoyue nodded slightly and analyzed rationally:

"The criminal wanted to destroy the Feng Shui pill and put the blame on someone else, so he placed a marble between the Feng Shui pill and the wooden frame."

"In this case..."

Kudo Shinichi turned his head and looked out the window, and reasoned in a low voice:

"When Ms. Mashiko, who was often in charge of taking the ceramics, climbed the stepladder and caused a slight vibration, the Feng Shui pill would naturally roll off the wooden frame and fall to the ground."

"Besides that, based on our previous experience in solving cases..."

Dongfang Haoyue stretched out his hand to straighten Kudo Shinichi's round head, looked straight at him, and analyzed seriously:

"The criminal wouldn't be so bored as to frame someone for a piece of ceramics."

"Frame-up... I understand!"

Kudo Shinichi grabbed Dongfang Haoyue's two hands in a lightning-fast manner and placed them between their stomachs. He looked at her calmly and made a serious judgment:

"The criminal wanted to kill Ms. Mashiko!"

"Correct!"

Dongfang Haoyue nodded carefully, gently pinched the back of Kudo Shinichi's white and tender hand, and reasoned rationally:

"As long as they provide Mashiko with a reason to commit suicide, such as accidentally breaking the Feng Shui pill and feeling guilty, the criminal can easily convince the police after faking the scene of Mashiko's suicide."

"It seems that..."

Kudo Shinichi was not willing to be outdone and squeezed Dongfang Haoyue's soft palm, and said calmly:

"The prisoner will soon begin the next step of the plan."

"Well, we have to keep an eye on Ms. Mashiko."

Dongfang Haoyue opened Kudo Shinichi's two small hands one by one, pressed his soft shoulders with a little force, and advised very cautiously:

"How about this, we go to the kitchen and watch Mashiko cook, and never let her out of our sight."

"Absolutely not."

Kudo Shinichi shook his head thoughtfully, and opened Dongfang Haoyue's two small hands one by one, and took the initiative to press her tender shoulders, and explained rigorously:

"We can only protect Ms. Mashiko in secret. Otherwise, the criminal will not find a chance to attack Mashiko and will choose to postpone the plan, which will be troublesome."

"That's right, we can't protect Ms. Mashiko from morning till night."

Dongfang Haoyue nodded in agreement, and pressed down Kudo Shinichi's soft waist with both hands, and calmly judged:

"Normally, if a criminal wants to kill someone, he or she must prove that he or she was not there at the time of the other person's death."

"In other words, the criminal most likely set up a scheme to kill Ms. Mashiko in order to create an alibi."

Kudo Shinichi's handsome face flushed slightly, his hands slid along Dongfang Haoyue's shoulders to his arms, and gently grabbed them, pretending nothing had happened and analyzed calmly:

"If you want to set up a trap to kill Mashiko, then the warehouse she frequents is the most important."

"uh-huh."

Dongfang Haoyue couldn't suppress a muffled groan, and gently tickled the soft flesh on Kudo Shinichi's waist, causing him to itch unbearably and make a shameful sound, and reasoned meticulously:

“And the Feng Shui pills were broken in the warehouse.

If the criminal faked the suicide scene of Ms. Mashiko in the warehouse, the police would probably believe that Mashiko died because she felt guilty about the broken Fengshui pill after accepting everyone's confession. "

"Yes, it is."

Kudo Shinichi's face flushed red, and he hugged Dongfang Haoyue tightly, resting his small and delicate chin on her soft shoulder, his lips close to her white ears, blowing hot air, and managed to maintain his sanity and whispered:

"In my opinion, the criminal most likely faked Ms. Mashiko's suicide in the warehouse.

Wait until we finish dinner, find an excuse to leave everyone's sight, fly above the warehouse, wait for the criminal to appear, and use the camera to record the other party's crime behavior and the mission will be completed."

"No, I can't stand it anymore."

Dongfang Haoyue was defeated and unsatisfied. She put her hands on Kudo Shinichi's chest and pushed him with a little force.

Shinichi knew what Haoyue wanted, and tactfully took a step back, his hands still around her waist, staring intently at her twinkling eyes.

Dongfang Haoyue lowered her head slightly, put her right hand around Kudo Shinichi's soft waist, pressed her left hand on the back of his head, and kissed him tenderly.