Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

"What's in there?" Tsunayoshi Sawada grabbed Nanchuan Yuu's arm violently, and his whole body suddenly became tense.

"Conan! You're running around again." A irascible uncle interrupted the child's calm and mature mask. He pulled Conan's back collar like a cat, then reached out and grabbed the cup in Conan's hand and handed it to the side Police officers from the Evidence Search Division.

"Uncle Mao Li..." Conan was dragged almost out of breath, but Mao Lilan, who arrived later, quickly reached out and rescued him.

"Be good, Conan, don't run around." After putting Conan down, Mao Lilan reached out and rubbed Conan's hair, and then turned to complain to his father after gently comforting him, "Dad..."

"Got it, sister Xiaolan." Although Conan agreed, his sly eyes were still patrolling the venue.

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the chaotic scene like a family farce, couldn't help frowning, and kept his eyes on Conan's every move, "Child, what did you mean just now?"

"Huh?" Conan blinked, "I,? I just said it casually. I'm a child and I don't know anything."

Although Conan's realization was normal,? But Tsunayoshi Sawada vaguely felt that something was wrong,? He was about to continue asking,? Conan was blocked behind him.

"This classmate." Mao Lilan stood in front of Conan, "Conan is still a child,? If you have anything to ask the police or my father, he is a professional detective."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Noticing that Tsunayoshi Sawada's mood was not right, Nanchuan Yu patted reassuringly, and changed the topic with regret, "Obviously I invited you to play, but you were finally let go During the holidays, this kind of thing happened..."

"Is it time to think about vacation?!" Tsunayoshi Sawada wanted to hold Nanchuan and see if his brain was full of water.

"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding, it seems to scare you." Nanchuan Yu patted Sawada Tsunayoshi's shoulder, softening the tense shoulder under the palm.

"I'm afraid... I'm the one who got you involved." Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth quietly, but didn't say anything.This is what Tsunayoshi Sawada is most afraid of, because of his identity, he will implicate innocent people and even his family and friends.

Nanchuan Yu saw that Tsunayoshi Sawada's face was not very good, so he could only point to the elementary school student Conan who was still scurrying around in the playground, "Maybe he likes to play a detective game, he looks about the same age as Rambo Ippei and the others, you Don't worry too much."

"Yeah Gang, it's like we're playing a mafia game right now."

"Yamamoto-san, don't say that at this time." Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was comforted by his friend, held his forehead, feeling deeply tired.

Several people sat and waited in place, and then saw the policeman who had sealed Nanchuan Yu's thermos with an evidence bag brought a report, and the fat policeman who got the report came over with a serious expression.

"Hi, I'm Meguro Shisan, a policeman from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. The investigation results came out. There was indeed highly poisonous ** in the hot water bottle, and it was similar to the one found on the deceased..." Police officer Meguro I just came to inform Nanchuan Yu and the others that they could not leave for the time being because they might be related to the case.

But after hearing his words, several young people suddenly stood up together, and the aura around them made Officer Mumu feel a palpitation.

These teenagers who looked like junior high school students were obviously not simple characters.

"Xiao You's water was also poisoned?" Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't maintain his gentle smile, and he looked back at Nan Chuan Yu nervously, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Please, the onset time of ** is very fast." Hayato Gujiji rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at Police Officer Megure, and cracked his hands, "Please ask, Mr. Police Officer, can I know Who did this?"

Nan Chuanyu pressed the two classmates on the seats with each hand, and then smiled at the fat police officer with a tense expression, "Sorry, my classmates are a little nervous, don't worry. But as one of the victims, May I ask how the investigation is progressing now?"

"For the time being, I don't have any clues yet. Everyone is still investigating and monitoring." Police officer Mugure understood the feelings of these teenagers very well, so he focused on comforting and told the truth sincerely, "But we have the best Maori detective in Japan. It will definitely come to light.”

While Police Officer Megure was calming the young man's mood, Conan lay on the side and secretly looked at the contents of the document in Officer Megure's hand.

"Ah, why is there only this little brother's fingerprint on the wall of this cup?"

"Hey, is that so?" Officer Mugure looked at the information and replied subconsciously, "Because this cup belongs to him."

"No." Conan blinked and said cutely, "This cup has only these few fingerprints, and they haven't overlapped. Someone obviously wiped off the fingerprints on the cup."

"That's right, no, who told you to run around." Police officer Megure nodded, then moved his gaze down, and saw the small and tall Conan.

"Ah, it was Uncle Mori who asked me to help." Conan curled his lips, showing off his cuteness with a cute voice, and once again missed his identity as Kudo Shinichi.

"Brother Maori..." Police Officer Mugure was a little helpless, but out of trust in the sleeping Kogoro who had cooperated many times, he still let the little boy of Maori's family go.

The investigation time was not short, because it was already lunch time. For the mood of those who cooperated with the investigation, the police station also specially provided lunch.Because the quality of the lunch was really not that good, plus the incident of poisoning in the water before, several people were not in the mood to eat.

Nanchuan Yu looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi frowning tightly, with a heavy face, put down the bowl and couldn't help but reach out and rub the other's cheek, "Gang, don't be so sad, I'm fine."

"But when I think of..."

"Don't torture yourself with the past." The strength in Nanchuan Yu's hand increased, rubbing Sawada Tsunayoshi's cheeks red, "Look forward, for example, when we catch the poisoner, we will kill him Get a good meal."

"Okay! Let him taste my strength." Hell Temple Hayato waved his hand, looking excited.

"Hey, beating a criminal in front of the police is a crime." An immature childish voice looked over with extremely disapproving eyes.

"It's you." Nan Chuanyou recognized the boy's identity. He was wearing a suit and leather tie with a small red tie. It was the kid running around the scene. "Did you find anything out of your investigation, little detective?"

The well-known high school student detective Kudo Shinichi, now named Conan's elementary school, listened to Nanchuan Yu's tone of coaxing the children one by one, and pursed his mouth in displeasure, "I won't tell you!"

There are quite a lot of people in this temporary cafeteria, besides Nan Chuan Yu and his friends, there are also quite a few policemen and some people who have failed the investigation or are suspected.

"Damn, what the hell! Is it for pigs?" An angry and arrogant male voice sounded, followed by throwing the boxed lunch on the ground.

His behavior quickly attracted everyone's attention. Nanchuan Yuya turned his head subconsciously, and saw a young man in his early twenties with bright blond hair standing beside his seat cursing.

"I was struck by lightning for wasting food." Nanchuan curled his lips and raised his voice to the furious one.

"You fucking..."

"Master Hugu..." Behind the blond young man, a man with short black hair stretched out his hand to stop him, and said softly, "Please bear with me, the chairman will worry about this kind of thing."

"Hmph, let me forgive you for now."

A master and a servant played happily in front of Nan Chuan Yu, Nan Chuan Yu put down his chopsticks and his hand was stiff, and after watching the people leave, he complained to Sawada Tsunayoshi in a low voice, "What the hell is this.

"Gang, do you know, his state reminds me of a movie I once saw, a young lady pointed at the sun in the sky, and said confidently, 'Even the sun belongs to our family', you are ridiculous. "Nan Chuan You and his friends shared their raging desire to complain.

It's a pity that the imperial family in Japan still exists, and the hierarchical system is still strict, making it impossible for people to say "the Qing Dynasty is dead".

What the two didn't notice was that the kid named Conan left at some point, and then returned to their seats at some point.

"Hey, don't you know the brother who died?" Edogawa Conan blinked and looked at the table full of people.Nan Chuanyou and the others had a lot of people. Four junior high school students and three children sat at a table. "I don't know you." Nan Chuanyou shook his head, remembering the photo of the dead man, which was brought by the police who came to inquire at the beginning. After reading the photo, he registered the information, and those unrelated people can leave , but did not expect that ** was detected in Nanchuan Yu's thermos, and now he can't go away.

"Does that brother know the name of the deceased?" Conan tried his best to observe the expressions of the teenagers in front of him, very calm and calm, as if he didn't know him.

but……

too weird……

"Huh?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was the first to feel that there was something in the boy's words. He raised his head and looked at the boy firmly.

"The person who died was named Nanchuan Zhenghui, and you have the same surname as Brother Nanchuan You, what a coincidence."

The whole table suddenly fell silent, and even Nanchuan Yu, who was originally wandering in the sky, shrank his pupils and looked away.

He turned his head and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi for a while, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"Xiaoyou..." Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little nervous, but his outstretched hand stopped slightly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah?" Nanchuan Yu raised his head and looked back blankly at Tsunayoshi Sawada, then smiled, and patted the back of Tsunayoshi Sawada's hand, "I'm not sad, I'm just remembering the name of my cheap father .”

The author has something to say: I actually created an original magical background for the protagonist

I'm really good... I even have a brain, but I don't know if I should put it into action.

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