Dog roll's young tame dyed him alive again

The closer you get to the rectangle covered by the white cloth in the middle of the room, the more obvious the rotten smell in the air is, especially when Ayumi Yoshida walks in front of the white cloth, the overly strong rotten smell wafts through the white cloth.

Yoshida Ayumi frowned tightly on her palm-sized face. She took a deep breath, held her breath, and curiously stretched out her hand to lift off the white cloth on the rectangle that was as big as her.

"what!!!"

problem occurs.

Yoshida Ayumi's scream broke the weird atmosphere in the corridor, Edogawa Conan left behind the reason he had finally made up to explain, and ran straight into the room.

In the empty room, Yoshida Ayumi's eyes were wide open, and she fell down on the cold ground, holding tightly the white cloth that was originally covering the rectangle.

A smell of spoiled broth permeates the air. In the middle of the room covered by a white cloth is a rectangular iron box, which is filled with a large pot of broth that has been standing for a long time. It was broken, brown-green in color, and smelled bad.

"There are... there are... someone's skull inside." The cold floor made Ayumi Yoshida calm down a little. She took a deep breath, stretched out a trembling finger and pointed to the rectangular iron box not far away, and said in a stuttering voice. The reason for being frightened.

Then Kuchiki, who entered the room, saw that Xia just came in and heard Yoshida Ayumi's words. His face remained unchanged, and he bent down and reached out to lift Yoshida Ayumi who had fallen to the ground: "Ayumi get up first, it's easy to catch a cold when the ground is cold."

At this time, Edogawa Conan had already frowned and walked forward alone, carefully looking at the broth in front of him. In the smelly broth, white bones could be vaguely seen in the broth. All sizes are...

Human bones!

The bones in the broth are human bones!

After pulling up the beauty, Kuchiki saw that Xia straightened up and glanced at the broth in front of Edogawa Conan, and confirmed that the pot of broth was human broth. He turned his head and looked at the dog curly spine. There was no magic power in the whole room. The traces should not be made by the curse spirit or the curse master.

He lowered his eyes slightly and took out the phone from his pocket.

"Moshi Moshi, is this the Shinjuku District Police Station? It's in the innermost room of the haunted house on the west side of Tropical Land in Shinjuku District." He raised his eyes and glanced at the time on the top of the phone, "on the afternoon of September 9th At 15:54:[-], a pot of soup suspected to be made of human flesh was found."

"Okay, okay, I got it." After answering a few times with the phone, Kuchiki Jianxia hung up the phone, pulled the dog and the two stood obediently to the side of the room and waited for the police to arrive.

The police resources in Shinjuku District are very good. In the blink of an eye, the police arrived at the scene and surrounded the cordon. A chubby policeman named Megure was in charge of the whole incident. He seemed to be old acquaintances with Edogawa Conan and the others. Come and say something to Edogawa Conan and the others.

"What a coincidence that it's you again."

After a brief inquiry and investigation, the police quickly identified the suspects and brought all the suspects to the scene surrounded by a yellow and white cordon.

There are seven suspects including Kuchiki Jianxia and Goujuanji, two of whom are old acquaintances with Kuchikijianxia, ​​one is the conductor who bought tickets for Goujujiji at the gate of the haunted house, and the other is the former In the hallway of the haunted house, she hangs upside down on the ceiling and pretends to be Sadako's sister, the ghost-playing staff member who threatens them.

Miss "Sadako" looked like she was temporarily brought away from her job. Her pale face was full of confusion, and the thick hair on her face would occasionally drop powder. Dragging away, wearing a shabby white long suit, with two lines of blood and tears hanging from his eyes.

This time, Kuchiki Jianxia finally saw clearly whether the two lines of blood and tears on Miss Sadako's face were ketchup or tears from a confidante. He raised his eyebrows, and it was indeed ketchup on Miss Sister's face.

Because he just saw Miss "Sadako" secretly licking the ketchup on her face, and smacking her mouth a few times as if she was trying to taste it.

Kuchiki Jianxia was studying the makeup of "Sadako" sister's face with relish, when a silver back of the head suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, blocking her view, it was a thorn.

The dog's curly thorn purple eyes lowered slightly.

"What's the situation? Why did you bring me here all of a sudden? I still have a job. Will you be able to afford the money lost at work?" A young man wearing glasses, Sato Kazuo, raised his eyebrows and looked ferociously at the person beside him. The fierce questioning of the police officer attracted the attention of everyone present.

"There has been a murder case. You are suspected. Please cooperate with the police in the investigation." The policeman next to him calmly spit out this sentence without changing his expression.

The young man fell silent when he heard the word murder.

After the forensic doctor took a sample of the broth in the iron box, the deceased was a 45-year-old middle-aged man who was Ryutaro Murakami, the general manager of the haunted house.

The police officer named Mu Mu led another tall and thin police officer and began to question the suspects one by one, and recorded a few sentences in the notebook from time to time.

At this time, a man in a black suit lifted the yellow and white cordon around the room and walked in lazily.

"Conan, you won't cause trouble again." He looked at the scene of the police coming in and out of the room, and didn't ask the police officer about the specifics. He bent down and complained to Conan Edogawa who was standing beside him in thought.

"Is it 'Sleeping Kogoro'! That's great, we're saved!" The former Sato Kazuo, who was wearing black glasses, noticed the visitor, and his aggressive attitude towards the police officer just now had a 180-degree change. Full of sought after smile.

Hearing what the young man said, Mori Kogoro ignored what he had just complained to Conan, he blinked, raised his chin, reached out and touched the top of his head, smiled 'haha', and confidently looked at the young man wearing glasses: "Yes, I am" Sleeping Kogoro', since I'm here, don't be afraid, because I can see who the murderer is at a glance."

"Really! Really worthy of the legendary 'Sleeping Kogoro'."

Looking at the adoring eyes of Sato Kazusho beside him, Mori Kogoro turned his nose up, stretched out his fingers confidently, and said firmly.

"That's right, you are the murderer! Kuchiki Jianxia who has been secretly standing aside from the beginning."

When Kuchiki Jianxia, ​​who stayed obediently, heard the words of the famous detective "Sleeping Kogoro", he couldn't help laughing, and stretched out a finger pointing at himself with crooked eyebrows: "Is it me?"

"That's right, it's you! The murderer!"

"Huh?" After the inquiry and investigation just now, plus the results of the forensic examination, because there was no time to commit the crime, the police officer Mugure who had just ruled out the suspicion of Kuchiki Jianxia and Goujuanji.

"Huh?" Conan Edogawa was rushed aside by the police as an ordinary child. Sure enough, the uncle's reasoning was still as unreliable as ever.

He hid behind the iron door, adjusted the red bow tie, pressed the watch, and shot a small anesthetic needle, which accurately pierced Mori Kogoro's back neck.

Mouri Kogoro, who was still talking confidently just now, his eyes turned into circles of mosquito coils, stepped back a few steps and fell on the white wall behind him, lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ahem, I just saw that the atmosphere was too dignified. It was a joke with everyone. The real murderer is someone else."

"there is only one truth."

"The murderer is you, Sato Kazuo!"

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, Sato Kazuo took a few steps back in disbelief and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Detective, are you joking again, how could it be me."

"No kidding, look at your right hand."

Hearing this, Sato Kazuo raised his right hand dully, and there was a faint red mark on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.

"If you guess correctly, this should be left when you smashed the corpse with a machete."

Hearing these remarks, Sato Kazuo stared angrily, and his eyeballs protruded as if they were about to fall off in a second: "Why do you say that, can't I leave it when I was chopping vegetables!"

"A weak employee who usually doesn't know how to cook suddenly wants to chop meat and cook vegetables on a whim? The red mark on the tiger's mouth is at least left by chopping dozens of catties of meat continuously. You should be able to see the consumption record of the meat-chopping kitchen knife as soon as you open it."

Hearing these remarks, Sato Kazuo fell to the ground, hugging his head with his hands, tears streaming down his face. He was one of the persons in charge of the haunted house, and the deceased was his boss. He usually taunted and beat him. After ridiculing, he accidentally smashed Murakami Ryutaro to death, and the haunted house happened to have a cauldron because of the previous activities, and then he bought a kitchen knife for chopping meat from the Internet to destroy the corpse...

"Because the amusement park is full of people on weekends, you can't take away the huge broth for a while to destroy the corpses. You can only put it in the haunted house you are familiar with."

Edogawa Conan's brows and eyes were full of calm, and the voice paused for a moment before continuing.

"So you hid the broth in a long-abandoned room in the haunted house, and planned to wait until the weekend passed to dispose of it. What you didn't expect was that the sign at the intersection in the haunted house accidentally fell on the ground, and happened to be There is a group of people walking this road at this time."

Kuchiki saw Xia squinting his eyes, with a faint smile in his eyes, tilting his head slightly to look at Mori Kogoro leaning against the wall with his head hanging, and glanced at the iron gate.

The "sleeping" Kogoro is as powerful as the outside world says!

Conan Edogawa, who was hiding behind the iron gate, suddenly felt that someone had looked at him coldly. He looked around and found nothing wrong, so he squeezed the voice-changing bow tie in his hand and continued to tell about Kazuo Sato's criminal process.

"Because this haunted house was originally an escape room project before you were in charge, but you are from Osaka and have only come to Shinjuku in recent years, so you don't know this history, let alone the locked room where you hide the broth , there is a small line of questions in the corner of the corridor to get the unlock code..."

"Sleeping Kogoro is really a good detective, he deduced the whole case easily." Kuchiki Jianxia opened his hands and looked at the sun through his fingers.

"Salmon salmon," agreed the dog Curlythorn, who walked side by side.

A huge Ferris wheel stands not far away, and the colorful seats are surrounded by pearl-like lanterns, which radiate brilliant colors like a dazzling aurora.

"Couples must ride the Ferris wheel when they go on a date in an amusement park. By the way, Goujuan, do you know the legend about the Ferris wheel?" Goujuanji recalled Pang Da's previous instructions.

"Don't forget when the time comes..." Pang Da's voice disappeared in his ears, and the evening wind gradually blew away the heat from the dog's ears. He lowered his eyes slightly, hesitating a little.

Jian Xia, do you want to ride the Ferris wheel?

"Ji, let's go to the store manager to see the cat, Xiao Nai must miss you!"

"Salmon salmon."

"I don't know if the High School of Conjuration does not allow cats to be kept. I want to take cats to the dormitory."

"Salmon?" The school didn't seem to specify whether pets are allowed, so it should be possible.

"Then I'll take the cat to the high school of magic."

"Salmon salmon."

The young man's gentle voice gradually drifted away, and finally disappeared in the gentle evening wind.

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The author has something to say:

Jian Xia had never been to an amusement park, didn't know the legend about the Ferris wheel, and missed a good opportunity!Disappointed cub!

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昨天文案突然被锁了，好像是约的封面的问题，我就快速摸了一个见夏人设图放了上去，很糙，等放出来，不好看小天使们直说我去约一个！感谢在2021-04-0323:56:15~2021-04-0509:00:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I also want to kill 9 bottles today;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!