Black's me is also jumping repeatedly today

Almost everyone noticed the movement here.

The originally eccentric and untamable horse is now as well-behaved as if she had been raised by her since she was a child. You must know that even if the boss is here, the extremely humane red horse sometimes refuses to buy it.

The staff was a little surprised: "This..."

He couldn't help but said: "Maybe it's Miss Qingye who has the traits that horses like...? There are people like this, but this is the first time I've seen them."

The white-haired girl tilted her head, and she didn't have any special mood swings for this special treatment. She just smiled: "Ah, maybe it's more like me than humans... right?"

The girl's voice was soft, and the distance was a little far away. Except for Hui Yuanai who consciously stood beside her, no one heard the phrase "compared to human beings".

Conan looked at this scene, revealing his half-moon eyes subtly: Good guy, he takes back what he said before—except for people, Aoba Yue will not spare even animals!

At this moment, a scream came out suddenly, because of the distance, it was not very real, but the eyes of the boy who was wearing glasses and had always been sensitive to these things suddenly became sharper, almost at the same time he dropped the feeling of freshness. The little pony headed for the source of the screaming.

Mao Lilan was the first to chase after Conan and made a preparatory action to pick up the mobile phone. The Boys Detective Team followed closely behind, and the staff calmly picked up the walkie-talkie and asked what happened.

Before leaving, Conan paused for a moment, glanced back inadvertently——

The white-haired girl who was ignored by everyone in front of the screams was still calmly and seriously brushing the red horse's hair. The golden sun's rays hit her, and she should look warmer and softer. Her calm expression was at this moment , but inexplicably makes people feel a little shuddering.

——That is not quiet and calm, it is clearly indifferent and indifferent.

Even Huiyuan Ai made some reactions, but she seemed indifferent to everything that happened around her.

Conan felt inexplicably cold.

But now he didn't have time to think about the situation so much, he only glanced at it, then hurriedly turned around, and took a few steps to the place where the scream came from.

Huiyue Racecourse is divided into two parts. One is the internal venue where they are currently located. It is used to receive important guests and friends of the boss. The privacy and privacy are relatively high, and it is very quiet.The outside is Huiyue's business scope. Apart from the reception room and lounge, they also have all the infrastructure that a regular racecourse should have, and they are even very high-standard. In addition to entertainment venues, there are also special facilities. training grounds.

The composition of this part of the staff is obviously more complicated, and Conan and the others came relatively late. At this time, the scene—that is, the lounge has already surrounded several people, but reliable staff have already controlled the scene to prevent people from entering and exiting again.

"Why, why did he suddenly die?"

"Oh my god, it's scary..."

"The murderer isn't still among us... has anyone called the police?"

"Wait, who's child is this, why did he suddenly pop out!"

The child rushing over attracted people's attention almost instantly, and when Conan stopped to recover his breath, he could feel several eyes falling on him.

and many more.

... There is something wrong with this gaze.

His body was slightly stiff, trying to maintain a normal child's expression, boldly looking towards the source of sight.

I saw a few people dressed as employees looking away as if nothing had happened, completing their work dutifully to prevent anyone from slipping away or breaking in again.And on their faces, there was no trace of curiosity and fear about the possible harm that might have happened.

It seems that he is used to it, and he doesn't think this kind of scene is a big deal.

Conan's back was soaked in cold sweat, and only then did he realize the reason why he felt uncomfortable since entering the racecourse.

When they entered the door, the muscles of the two gatekeepers were full of explosiveness and strength. There seemed to be faint calluses on their hands, and they couldn't see clearly, but they looked at them with a veiled cold scrutiny.If this is not strange to the staff in charge of security work, the more internal atmosphere seems weird——

Almost all the employees there are skilled, their muscles are tense and vigilant at all times, and they pass and stay in every corridor and place with certain rules, as if they are silently and covertly patrolling; and they treat Ueda The attitude of the workers is not like that of workers treating their bosses, but rather like... [superiors] who are so prestigious and feared that they have gained all their loyalty.

...What kind of racecourse did Uncle Mao Li draw? ? !

Conan shuddered at the thought that they might have fallen into one of the strongholds of a Yakuza.

At this time, other people also arrived one after another, Mao Lilan and the others almost appeared together with Ueda Maka.

As Conan expected, at this time, the woman still had a perfect business smile on her face, but her eyes were cold and her voice was deep: "Someone tell me what happened here."

"Boss," the nearest employee next to her took a step forward and replied respectfully, "At about 16:25, a lady who entered the lounge accidentally bumped into a man next to her when she sat down. But the other party fell directly to the ground and was found dead."

"Has the surveillance checked?" Ueda Maka asked calmly.

"...checked," the man's voice was a little subtle, and his posture became more respectful, "but... the monitoring at that time happened to be broken."

Maka Ueda smiled: "...?"

There was almost a crack in her perfect expression.

broken? ?She just changed to the latest smart monitor!

It just happened to be that time period, isn't this the internal invasion? !

Coincidentally, the calm white-haired girl just came over at this time, and she seemed to tilt her head curiously when she heard this: "—is it broken?"

Her expression was not turbulent, although her tone fluctuated, but if you listen carefully, you will find that she is extremely cold.However, this performance, in the eyes of those who are interested in observing, has another meaning.

Ueda Maka, who originally wanted to make a good impression on the other party: "..."

Saved a big life.

How should she explain to Little Moon that she didn't raise a bunch of trash?

——As an insider who participated in part of the process of Zhuyeqing saving Scotland, Ueda Maka knew that Zhuyeqing knew the disguise technique, and of course knew about the original [five-year agreement].

For this reason, she has been looking forward to it for a long time. When issuing this year's experience coupons, she was lucky enough to issue an extra one, and successfully recognized the other party in an instant.The result—was God just to ruin her image in front of Little Moon? !

... If Little Moon thinks that she has become more and more useless in the past five years, she will probably want to poke her to death with a cane ()

Thinking of this, the expression on the woman's face became more kind, but the words she uttered became colder: "I don't want to see all those who are in charge of this area today. Tomorrow, I don't want to see them here again. After you go down, take them to receive punishment."

"Yes."

The man replied respectfully without any objection.

"Please don't worry, Miss Ueda," Mori Kogoro thought her displeasure was because of what happened in his own racecourse, and promised, "I will help you find the murderer and restore the reputation of the racecourse!"

"..." Don't just talk about it, at least take a look at the scene first...

Conan, who had just come out of the scene, couldn't help showing half-moon eyes.

However, the content of what Ueda Maka just said... He raised his head and glanced at the woman after listening to the whole passage, but he didn't expect that the other party's eyesight was extremely sensitive, and he caught his gaze almost instantly.

Conan was startled suddenly, but his extremely excellent reaction ability made him show a somewhat stiff expression of surprise: "...Sister is so amazing, all uncles listen to you so much!"

"It's nothing to me," Ueda Maka shook his head with a smile, but his words meant something, "You are obviously a genius, aren't you? I just noticed that you seem to have obtained a lot of useful information."

Did she notice...?when? !

Conan couldn't keep his smile anymore, and he sweated profusely: "I learned it from brother Shinichi, I feel so handsome, but I didn't find anything..."

"Excellent."

The white-haired girl who had been silent all this time spoke calmly.

As soon as the name was spoken, the woman who seemed aggressive just now put away all her thorns, stopped testing Conan's psychological endurance, and changed the subject naturally: "The police should be here soon. ? Today is a rest day, maybe the nearby police will be dispatched to maintain the scene first."

Although he knew that the other party was probably still doubting him in his heart, Conan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief at this time, but his doubts and curiosity about Aoba Yue's identity were even stronger in his heart.

... Besides Haibara Ai, why does Maka Ueda have such an attitude towards her?

Can Aoba Yue be the Napoleon of the criminal world, or the Moriarty of the real world?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Hui Yuanai frowned slightly and looked at Ueda Maka thoughtfully—this seemed to be a breakthrough point, allowing the other party to reveal a little information after returning.

As for who the murderer is, of course he already knows, but it's a pity that there are too many people at the scene, and there is no bad surveillance at this time and Ueda Maka who doubts him... Conan can't use the identity of others to complete his reasoning, so he can We can look forward to Uncle Maori being able to learn the truth because of his easy-to-understand reminders, or simply waiting for a more reliable policeman to come.

Mori Kogoro again casually pointed to one of the three people who might commit a crime: "You are the murderer, right?"

Conan: "..."

Hey, tired.

Uncle Mao Li, do you know that you will be sued for defamation?

"Yue...how do you see it?" Ueda Maka's attitude towards the case was like treating a drama, which made Conan feel uncomfortable.She turned her head and asked the white-haired girl who was distracted: "When you just came in, you just took one more look at that man—"

She reached out her hand and pointed at one of the three suspects who had escaped Kogoro Mori's identification, and said with a smile, "At that time, you already knew that he was the murderer, right?"

Hearing this sentence, Conan raised his head abruptly, with an unconcealable surprise in his pupils.

That man—Kota Asami—is indeed the murderer of this case.

...However, without enough clues, how could it be possible to discover who the real murderer was when he first came in?

If what Ueda Maka said is true, then this ability can no longer be described as good enough.

— This is clearly bordering on horror.

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The author has something to say:

I haven’t written about solving crimes, and I don’t know how to write them. I usually read Conan’s fanciers solving crimes and reasoning parts are all jumping () qaq, so I skipped it. Thank you for your understanding!

——感谢在2022-02-1901:03:39~2022-02-2001:10:08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 who threw the grenade: Dazai is so cute, of course it is Mai;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Mingyou, Chuanzhizi, and now there is only one regret left;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：川馅子30瓶；不到20年10瓶；又儿灵波6瓶；就山5瓶；任小年、蘋袖1瓶；

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