No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

According to the uncle of the intermediary, this used to be an accident room.

So in terms of rent, there is a great deal of preferential treatment.

She didn't turn on the light, took off her high heels, and lay on the sofa.

He took out his mobile phone and contacted FBI investigator Black, who also came to Japan.

After waiting for about 1 minute, the call was connected:

"Judy, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I met the criminal investigation consultant of the Mihua Police Department."

"What? You won't reveal your identity, will you?"

"That's not true. This person's case handling ability is very strong, and his efficiency is unbelievably high."

"Heh, I must have two brushes to be praised by you. Well, I will negotiate with the Japanese public security and see if I can find time to arrange for you to meet alone and exchange information."

Meet in an official capacity without worrying about revealing your identity.

Judy Starling nodded and agreed:

"Okay, just do it."

……

(This paragraph is not considered money: now 'ri himself' is considered a blocked word, I will lose it.)

Chapter 257 Maid Huihara Ai

The next day, in the morning, the alarm clock rang suddenly.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao got up when he heard the sound, and made two loving breakfasts while his girlfriend was washing.

After he finished eating, he continued to go back to make up for sleep and slept until eight o'clock.

In order to satisfy the hobby of this old snakeskin, Haibara Ai recently tried a maid outfit.

I find this role play to be interesting.

After she was full, she went back to her room and kissed Suzuki Joe Bridge lightly on the forehead.

Immediately, he put on his schoolbag, went downstairs, and said goodbye to Dr. Li and Xiaoguang.

"I'm going out, bye!"

Haiyuan Ai took the bus from Mihua No. [-] Street to Didan Elementary School.

Looking at the elementary school students coming and going, she felt very relaxed.

My old self, perhaps because of illness, deliberately kept social distance.

Occasionally blending in and mingling with the children doesn't seem to be bad.

"Classmates, please turn the textbook to page 69..."

The teacher is on the podium, imparting basic knowledge that can no longer be basic.

This content is too childish for a genius scientist.

Haibara Ai sat in the seat and pretended to listen to the class.

But his mind has wandered far and wide, deducing biological equations.

Her brain, like an electronic computer, can get answers by mental arithmetic.

Before you know it, it's approaching school time.

"Students, today's homework is to write a book report, the subject matter is not limited, and it requires no less than 500 words."

The voice fell, and the get out of class bell rang.

The teacher closed the book and faced everyone with a smile:

"Today's homework is this, be sure to complete it well."

The students responded in unison:

"it is good!"

"Well, let's go to get out of class."

Teachers at Didan Elementary School rarely assign homework.

Maybe other schools in Japan, too.

Otherwise, people like Ayumi Taimitsuhiko would not be idle all day long.

Either go out on an adventure or go camping.

The happiest moment is when school is over.

The pupils happily packed their bags and prepared to leave.

Haibara Ai has always had the habit of reading and has covered a wide range of subjects.

Not only Dr. Li's collection of books, she also ordered books online.

A 500-word book report is not too easy.

Ayumi came to her side and asked:

"Haihara-san, do you want to go to the library together?"

"Need not."

Conan at the same table touched the back of his head and reminded:

"I think what the teacher asked for should be the aftertaste of children's books."

Haibara Ai pondered for a while, and this is indeed the truth.

If she were to write about the effects of genetic sequences on human cells, she would likely have to be sent back for rewriting:

"Okay, let's go have a look together."

"Great!"

The five members of the Youth Detective Corps left the school and came to the Rice Flower Library.

They took the elevator up to the second floor and came to the children's reading area.

Conan flipped through a few books at random, and found it extremely boring, but detective novels were interesting.

Haibara Ai observed for a moment and pulled out a fable.

Just use this to get through today's homework.

Conan has not found a suitable book, so he touches it in the east and looks in the west.

I soon noticed that there were original books in English in the cabinet, and they were tightly sealed with plastic film.

"Strange, are these children's books?"

At this time, someone stretched out a hand from behind and took the book from his hand.

Conan turned around and saw Hideji Tsugawa, the curator of the Rice Flower Library.

He bowed slightly, showing an amiable smile:

"Children, this is not a book you should read."

"Sorry, I do not know."

Suddenly, a siren blared downstairs.

Ayumi lay beside the window and greeted:

"Look, there's a police car coming."

When Conan heard this, he became sleepy and came to the window:

"What happened?"

"I don't know, there might be a case."

A female librarian came to the second floor and reported to Director Tsugawa:

"Those cops have gone downstairs."

"Well, I see, it's over."

Conan narrowed his eyes, quickly put down the book, and chased out.

After Suzuki Takahashi's training, he is no longer a teenager who regards murder as a reasoning game.

Just subconsciously feel that it is necessary to go and see.

"Hey, Conan, wait for me."

Seeing Ayumi and several others chasing out, Haibara Ai did not get up.

This confused detective is doing his old trouble again.

She stared at the fable book in her hand, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

After all, it is something for children, and the story is easy to understand.

Haibara Ai didn't bother, just figured out how to write her homework.

Not long after, the juvenile detective team returned to the second floor.

Before Conan could speak, Ayumi grabbed the lines:

"Haihara-san, do you want to stay and solve the case with us?"

Haibara Ai closed the book, her neck crooked:

"What case?"

"We saw Officer Mumu downstairs, and he said that a clerk named Mr. Yutian had been missing for two days.

Conan suspects that the man was killed and was hidden in the library. Would you like to come find him together? "