Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"The river outside the window?"

Kogoro Mori calmed his mind and looked curiously at the many tall buildings far away outside the window.

Hijikata Kozaburo turned to look at the French window, strode around the low wooden cabinet, stopped inside the window, reached out to press the window glass, and pushed it to the right. He turned back to look at Xiaolan's family and Princess Mira, and gently invited:

"Come, follow me and see the scenery outside."

Having said this, Hijikata Kozaburo turned his head, walked forward a few steps and stopped inside the balcony fence, looking down at the wider river bank in the distance ahead and below.

Seeing that Hijikata had his back to him, Maori Kogoro quickly searched for the place where the gun was hidden. His eyes locked onto the brown cushion on the sofa on the left. He bent over at lightning speed, lifted the cushion to hold down the gun, and said with a nervous heart:

"Next, I have to teach Mr. Hijikata how to play the detective role. It would be too embarrassing to say now that I destroyed his model gun."

When Xiaolan and the other three saw this scene, they all thought that Kogoro Mouri had done something wrong and was not admitting his mistake, so they stared at him, feeling shameful.

Kogoro stood up and turned to look at Xiaolan and the other three. Just as he was about to ask them to watch the scenery together, he suddenly realized that their eyes were not right. He explained helplessly in a low voice:

"I kept it a secret from Mr. Hijikata in order to avoid ruining the atmosphere. I will apologize to him before I leave."

"Oh."

Xiaolan and the other three tilted their heads and nodded in agreement.

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Four seconds later.

The open-air balcony is surrounded by concrete walls on both sides and a wooden fence in front. The comfortable sunlight shines on the concrete floor.

Hijikata Kozaburo stood inside the fence, his left hand in his trouser pocket, his right hand pointing to the river bank, and gestured in a friendly manner:

"Look, right there!"

"Wow~"

Xiaolan stood to the right of Maori Kogoro, who was to the right of Hijikata Kosaburo. She put her hands behind her back and clasped them together. She looked down at the lush greenery on the river bank and the many buildings in the distance, and said excitedly:

“What a beautiful view~”

Maori Kogoro put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the building with interest, and said sincerely:

"Compared to the daytime, the night view here must be pretty good."

"Mr. Maori, you are too kind. In fact, you will get tired of it after watching it for three days. It is not as good as you imagined."

Hijikata Yukisaburo looked at Mori Kogoro happily, and a polite expression appeared on his honest face.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood side by side in front of Xiaolan, with their hands in their pockets, looking leisurely at the river bank.

Princess Mira stood on Xiaolan's right, with her hands clasped behind her back, looking down at the river bank, enjoying the peaceful life.

suddenly!

"Jingle bell bell."

It is the continuous and pleasant ringing tone of the landline phone.

Xiaolan followed the sound of the bell and looked towards another balcony on the left, describing it subconsciously:

"There's a phone call."

During this period.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Maori Kogoro and Princess Mira looked at the balcony on the left and discovered with peace of mind that the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony was slightly open. Due to the refraction of sunlight, they could not see the scene inside the house clearly through the glass.

At this moment.

Hijikata Kozaburo turned his head to look at the balcony on the left, then looked at Xiaolan and chatted warmly:

"So it seems someone called my neighbor, Mr. Okita."

"what?"

Xiaolan made a surprised sound, thinking of the scandal between Okita Ichi and Nagakura Yumi, and looked at the balcony on the left with embarrassment, and responded politely:

"So your neighbor is Mr. Okita."

"Yeah, so those reporters insisted that my wife and Mr. Okita had something unclear."

Hijikata Yukisaburo smiled calmly, looking very free and easy.

suddenly!

"Boom."

It was the dull sound of Yumi Nagakura, who was sitting in the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony to the left of everyone, falling straight backwards through the open gap in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the back of her head hitting the concrete floor.

Kogoro Mori, Ran, and Hijikata Kozaburo looked at Yumi, who was motionless, pale, and had several thin red marks on her jade-like neck. Their pupils suddenly shrank and they looked horrified.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi turned 180 degrees as the balcony wall blocked their view and they could not see the tragic scene on the left balcony.

They looked up at Xiaolan and confirmed that her expression showed a panicked look as if she was about to scream. She nimbly walked around the crowd and ran towards the left wall of the balcony.

Princess Mira looked at the miserable appearance of Nagakura Yumi and knew that she was dead. She was mentally prepared but couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. She subconsciously grabbed Xiaolan's soft arm to seek a sense of security.

Xiaolan felt the sweat seeping out of Mira's trembling palms, and she suppressed her instinct to scream. She retracted her uneasy gaze at Yongmei, turned her head to look at Mira, covered her beautiful eyes with her left hand, and let her hold her right hand tightly, suppressing her panic and whispering to comfort her:

"Don't, don't look over there. You won't be afraid after a while."

During this period.

"Yu-Yuumi!?"

Hijikata Kozaburo tried his best to regain his senses, and rushed to the left wall of the balcony. He leaned forward, stretched out his hands to Nagakura Yumi, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"What's wrong with you, Yumi!?

Cheer up quickly!!!"

"Be careful!"

Maori Kogoro rushed behind Hijikata Kosaburo, hugged his stomach, and rationally stopped him loudly:

"This is the fifth floor!!"

At this moment.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi rushed to the left of Hijikata Yukisaburo, jumped up in tacit understanding, and supported the wall with their arms crossed. They looked at Nagakura Yumi with a serious expression, observed carefully, and judged regretfully in their hearts:

“It’s hopeless…

Alas, even ninjutsu is powerless to save the situation."

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi thought about it and sighed sadly in their hearts until the next second.

Hijikata Kozaburo turned to the left, veins popping out as he tried to break free from Mori Kogoro, and roared angrily:

"Let me go, let me go, I'm going to catch the bastard who hurt Yongmei!!!"

"Okay, I'll go too!"

After making sure that Hijikata Yukisaburo would not think of crossing the balcony again, Maori Kogoro let go of him quickly and followed him swiftly towards the open door of the living room.

Hijikata rushed to the gate with great momentum, clenched his fists and waved them repeatedly, his face was gloomy, and he angrily shouted:

"What did that damn guy do to my Yumi!?"

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at each other and exchanged eye signals. As usual, they decided to intervene in the investigation and jumped back to the balcony without hesitation.

They turned left and were about to chase after Maori Kogoro and Hijikata Kozaburo, when they suddenly realized something was wrong. They quickly retracted their right foot and turned to look at Xiaolan and Princess Mira, only to find...

Xiaolan stood one meter inside the wall on the left side of the balcony, with her back to the wall, and hugged Mira with both hands, gently patting her back repeatedly, looking down at her in her arms, and whispered to comfort her with her angelic aura:

"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you, Mira."

"Xiaolan..."

Princess Mira witnessed the tragic death of Nagakura Yumi, who was still alive not long ago, and inevitably thought of her mother and brother who were murdered. She hugged Xiaolan's soft waist with both hands, buried her head in her arms, and choked with sadness.