Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

The red-haired man opened the lid of the lunch box, took out two mole balls and placed them in the dustpan on the right side of the schoolbag, covered the lunch box properly and placed it on the ground. He picked up the glowing ball on the right side of the dustpan, stood up, and threw the ball to the back of the villa courtyard with all his strength.

The wolfhound looked up at the colorful ball that drew a beautiful parabola and rushed over with a howl.

The red-haired man's mouth curled up with a trace of success. He bent down, picked up the dustpan, and rushed towards the fenced courtyard gate nimbly.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi did not hold hands. They walked silently on the green grass to the right behind the man in the Shenwei world, and analyzed their thoughts synchronously in their hearts:

"The criminal wanted to kill the dog but was afraid of it, so he used a colored ball to divert the dog's position, sneaked into the door and tried to throw the mole pellets.

Um...if the criminal wanted to poison the wolfhounds, couldn't he just throw mole pellets into the courtyard to attract the wolfhounds to eat? Why bother?"

The red-haired man stopped on the right side of the courtyard gate, with his back to the gray wall. He knelt on the ground, stuck his head out, and cautiously glanced at the brown ceramic plate with a cute puppy painted on it lying on the green grass in front of the left side of the door. He was about to reach through the crack of the door with a dustpan in his hand and hand over the ceramic plate.

Dongfang Haoyue opened the gap between the Shenwei world and the outside world, reached out to the camera held by Kudo Shinichi, pressed the close button, stared at the man intently, and quickly circulated chakra along a specific route in his body. He silently said in his heart as if it was normal:

"Heart Turning Technique!"

"Oh!"

The red-haired man fell on the cold concrete floor, sleeping peacefully.

Dongfang Haoyue knew that Kudo Shinichi wanted to take out the videotape, so in order to prevent his fingerprints from remaining on the tape, he considerately took out a pair of police gloves from the left pocket of his shirt and handed them to him.

Shinichi took the gloves and handed the camera to Haoyue as usual. He put on the gloves slowly, took the camera she handed over, took out the videotape and held it in his palm, put the camera back, looked at the red-haired man calmly, and reasoned rigorously:

"The dog may have been professionally trained and could not eat anything that was not in its bowl, so the prisoner used a dustpan to carry the mole pellets to the dog's bowl to prevent the mole pellets from falling on the lawn."

"That's it~"

Dongfang Haoyue smiled faintly, and with a thought, a gentle breeze carried the videotape through the gap in space and laid it flat on the red-haired man's soft belly. In order to prevent outsiders from seeing him unconscious and having bad intentions, she arranged an invisible wind wall to protect him closely.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Haoyue, and said with a smile as if the matter had come to an end:

"Next, we will ask the police to investigate the criminal's motives~"

"Well, then we can kiss!"

Dongfang Haoyue took the initiative to hold Kudo Shinichi's white and tender little hand, looked at him with a happy smile, turned her head to look at the light curtain, her heart flew to the green grass corresponding to the telephone booth in the Shenwei world, and her pure face was filled with joy.

Shinichi looked at Haoyue shyly, and his handsome face unconsciously flushed slightly.

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The next day, at five forty in the morning.

Maori Detective Agency, third floor, Xiaolan's spacious bedroom.

Xiaolan was lying on a soft bed with light pink sheets and against a light purple wall. She was wearing light purple pajamas and pants, covered with a thin red quilt, her fair face pressed against a soft pink pillow, her black, soft hair pressed against her back. Unfortunately, she dreamed of...

The remains of classical buildings are scattered all over the ground, and the blue sky and white clouds complement each other.

Xiaolan wore the same pajamas and pajamas as in real life, and pink slippers. She walked along the stone stairs in a daze towards the wide open space surrounded by several tall round stone pillars above. She stopped at the uneven square stone bricks and discovered with a confused look on her face...

Farther ahead, Eri Kisaki stood on the stone bricks with her back to Xiaolan, wearing a light purple women's suit, a short skirt, a white lining and red flat shoes, semi-circular frame glasses, a gold wedding ring around her left ring finger, and brown curly hair scattered behind her chest.

Yingli turned her body to the left and turned her head to the left, looking at Xiaolan calmly.

Xiaolan came back to her senses and called out in surprise:

"Mother?"

Kisaki Eri smiled without saying a word.

Xiaolan ran towards Yingli happily.

Fei Yingli's face suddenly changed. She leaned forward, stretched out her left hand to Xiaolan, and said anxiously,

"Don't come over here, Xiaolan!!"

When Xiaolan heard this, she suddenly stopped.

suddenly!

"boom!"

It was the sound of brutal gunfire!

The mysterious man stood not far behind Xiaolan's right side, his handsome face obscured by gray mist. In his right hand, he held a small-powered old-fashioned police pistol hanging on his right chest, and accurately shot Kisaki Eri's left leg.

Yingli's left leg was bleeding red blood, and she fell powerlessly on the cold stone bricks.

Xiaolan subconsciously turned back to look at the mysterious man, then looked at Kisaki Eri, and ran towards her with anxious steps. Who would have thought...

"what!"

It was Xiaolan's panicked voice as she woke up.

She sat on the bed, her hands pressed down her legs through the soft quilt, staring ahead in shock, breathing heavily, a few drops of sweat flowing down her white cheeks and forehead. She came back to her senses and murmured in a daze:

"It was a dream..."

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Two hours later.

On the third floor, in the spacious living room, warm sunlight shines through the tightly closed pink thin curtains and into the house, which is not too bright.

Xiaolan sat in a duck-like position on the light purple tatami in front of a long wooden cabinet inside the window, with her left hand placing the cabinet flat on her back and her right hand holding the receiver of a black landline phone on the cabinet to her ear, looking at the curtains with an unstable mood until the next second.

"what?

You dreamed I was shot?"

On the phone, Hibiki Eri smiled in surprise and joked:

"So you called me so early in the morning~?"

"I'm still worried about you!"

Xiaolan said with concern, and then said worriedly in a slow tone:

"Lawyers can also be hated sometimes. What if..."

"You think too much, Xiaolan."

Kisara smiled softly and soothed:

"Maybe you dream about unfortunate things because you experience cases almost every day."

"Well...Mom, you're okay. I feel much more relieved~"

Xiaolan dragged out the words in worry, vaguely remembering the details of the dream, smiled slightly, grabbed the end of the microphone with her left hand, leaned forward slightly, and shared lively:

"I remember~

The mother in my dream was younger than she is now~!"

When Hibiki Eri heard this, she inevitably recalled some past events. She was silent for a while, then quickly adjusted her mindset and said in a gentle and elegant tone:

"Oh, you are so rude~

I am still very young now~!"

"Hahaha~~~"

Xiaolan smiled happily, put down her left hand, closed her eyes, and joked happily:

"Yes, yes, you are right~

I'm so rude~!"