No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Middle-aged men like Maori Kogoro are fascinated.

Qiao Qiao looked at each other carefully and did not look away.

After more than ten seconds, he blurted out:

"I hope you are innocent."

"Oh?" Okino Yoko was a little stunned: "Mr. Suzuki, what do you mean?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head, but did not notice anything unusual on her face:

"What do I mean, you should be very clear."

"what?"

"As soon as the spare key was dropped, the furniture's location changed, and it was clear that the key thief came to disrupt the house. In this case, you're neither installing surveillance nor replacing the door locks, you're asking detectives for help, it's like... ...you need someone to accompany you to the crime scene, in order to wash away the suspicion of committing the crime. Miss Yoko, I have a hard time understanding what you are doing."

Yoko Okino's eyes were red, and she had an aggrieved expression on her face.

She bit her lip tightly, revealing a pitiful innocent look:

"Mr. Suzuki, I obviously didn't kill anyone, why do you doubt me?"

"Yes, no murder. You see, Miss Yuko didn't kill either, just handed the knife to Mr. Fujie."

Having said this, Qiao Qiao laughed at himself.

He lamented that he was nosy, waved his hand, and walked towards the door:

"Okay okay, don't be nervous, you have a perfect alibi. No matter what you do, you won't go to jail. It's getting late, I'll go home and sleep first. I hope you have a good dream tonight, Miss Yoko."

"boom!"

Qiaoqiao walked out of the room and closed the door, without looking back to see Yoko Okino's expression.

There's no way to decide anyway, so let's just stop here.

……

When I woke up, the sky was blue outside the window.

It should be fine weather without dark clouds.

Qiao Qiao stretched out, feeling like he was falling apart.

I slept soundly last night, and I don't know how long I slept.

He moved his limbs and picked up his mobile phone to check when his condition recovered.

09: 30.

Qiaoqiao, wearing pajamas, came to the balcony and checked the clothes of passersby through binoculars.

Most wear long sleeves, it should be autumn.

Professor Hirota had other guests in the afternoon, so he set the appointment time at [-] pm.

I'll leave at two or three o'clock later, it's totally in time.

Qiaoqiao used the stock in the refrigerator to make a breakfast.

Then lie on the sofa and watch TV to pass the time.

The days without work are really comfortable, and I don't even want to go to work.

As noon approached, Qiao Qiao was neatly dressed and ready to go downstairs for dinner.

His cooking skills are very ordinary, to the extent that he can barely eat according to the recipe.

Now that there is a surplus of savings, it is faster and easier to eat out.

"boom."

As soon as I closed the door, I met the agent of Rice Flower Real Estate.

Thanks to him in the past, I was able to choose the room I live in now.

"Mr. Suzuki, good morning."

Qiao Qiao has been on TV and is well-known in Rice Flower Market.

Someone took the initiative to say hello, and out of politeness, he responded with a smile:

"It's almost noon, it's getting late."

Seeing the intermediary standing at the door of Yoko Okino's room, Qiaoqiao raised his finger and pointed:

"Is this house out?"

"Yeah, you probably don't know about the murder that happened just yesterday. By the way, you're next door anyway. Would you like to consider moving in? I'll consider you cheaper for a fresh accident room."

Qiao Qiao was very speechless and waved his hand awkwardly:

"Forget it, I still have something to do, let's go first."

After lunch, it's time to go to Professor Hirota to get the magnetics.

……

(This paragraph is not worth the money: I have a little cold, I will make some details in the evening, and I will add more tomorrow.)

Chapter 087 Zhibao, Dad Loves You

Before heading to Shizuoka Prefecture, Suzuki Takahashi took a taxi to Dr. Akasa's house.

The content of the magnetic disk is related to the recovery of the body, and it is necessary to carry the person involved.

"Let's go."

Even if she gets smaller, Miyano Shiho is still a beautiful woman.

She is wearing children's clothes bought by Suzuki Qiaoqiao, mature and cute.

The beautiful young lady in front of her is like a weak rabbit.

I don't know why, but it always makes him feel like he wants to be bullied.

When the taxi stopped in front of him, Suzuki Qiaoqiao deliberately slapped:

"Daughter, sit in the back."

Miyano Shiho was a little displeased when he heard the words, and glared at him:

"Who is your daughter?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao shook his head, sat in the co-pilot's seat, and closed the door:

"Master, go to [-]-chome, Kitasancho, Shizuoka Prefecture."

It takes about two or three hours to get there from Rice Flower Market.

This small long distance can bring a lot of income to the driver:

"Okay, please fasten your seat belt."

The journey is long and the time is long.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao took out his mobile phone, searched for recent news, and looked back from time to time.

Miyano Shiho leaned his head against the car window, watching the receding scenery.

Since studying abroad, she has been in the lab for a long time.

Apart from meeting with her sister Mingmei, she rarely leaves the scope of the pharmaceutical factory on weekdays.

Miyano Shiho is curious about the new things that change on the street.

However, she is introverted, and even if she has doubts, she will only silently keep it in her heart.

When you go home and check the Internet again, there is no need to turn to Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

Doing so will make you look like a child.

Although his body has become smaller, Miyano Shiho is still an adult at heart.

……

Taking the initiative to chat with passengers is the basic ability of taxi drivers.

Use stories from all over the world to kill the boredom on the journey.

Usually, they only speak to passengers who are pleasing to the eye.

If you don't look good, you don't even have the desire to chat.

The driver occasionally looked into the rearview mirror and thought to himself.

The handsome guy in the co-pilot called her daughter before, so the two must have a father-daughter relationship.

The man looked quite young and should have been married very early.

Thinking of this, he found a chat entry point:

"Handsome guy, your daughter is so cute. I also have children at home, but I'm so irritable, she's a hairy boy."

Miyano Shiho had a cold face and solemnly warned:

"Uncle, I'm not his daughter, please don't talk nonsense."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao tilted his head to look behind him and said with a wicked smile:

"Children, don't know her in general."

The driver, as a passerby, smiled and nodded.

This happens every time my son wants to buy a toy and is rejected by an adult.

Sometimes the trouble is so bad that it will force you to cut off the parent-child relationship.

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest.

Eat according to the meal, live according to the house, the typical heart is different.

The driver has a lot of experience with this rebellious child:

"Understood, it's good to coax a child. If it's really not good, I will try my best to provide it. If I want such a beautiful daughter, even if I want the stars in the sky, I can pluck them off for her!"