The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

Mrs. Hans began to give her impassioned speech, and behind her was the surrounding version of bgm opened for her by a caring servant to set off the atmosphere.

"The reason why we all gather here today." Mrs. Hans raised her glass, "It is for the birthday of Mr. Hans, the previous patriarch we miss together..."

Mr Hans?I frowned, could it be that the previous owner of this manor was a foreigner?

Toru Amuro, who was sitting next to me, seemed to see my doubts and took the initiative to answer my doubts. He lowered his voice and told me quietly:

"Mr. Hans is Japanese, but he doesn't want others to call him by his original name."

"You know this... If you are in the Public Security Bureau, you must be suitable for the work of the intelligence team..." I muttered and complained to him, Amuro Toru's knowledge reserve has far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Toru Amuro dodged my eyes twice, and explained somewhat unnaturally:

"It's just that I took a second look when Mr. Maori investigated."

I looked at the Maori detective staring at the wine glass in a daze, with great interest, and I think it is more likely that he is investigating Miss Yoko Okino's private gossip.

But I didn't pursue it. In contrast, I was more interested in the name he just mentioned, so I asked him curiously: "What is Mr. Hans' real name?"

Toru Amuro didn't seem to intend to share with me, he shook his head and said, "This occasion is not suitable for speaking."

I was a little aggrieved, I didn't hear the answer I wanted, I shrunk back wearily, dejected, took two bites of the food in front of me and put it down again.

As soon as my curiosity arose, I wanted to know the answer right away. If Toru Amuro hadn’t told me the name of Mr. Hans, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to eat, the food wouldn’t taste good, and I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night. , shaking him out of his sleep, screaming for an answer.

I couldn't help but turned my head again, with a worried and pitiful expression on my face.

stare--

Toru Amuro pretended not to see it.

I secretly pinched the hem of his clothes, forcibly interrupting his state of listening to Mrs. Hans's speech.

Toru Amuro turned his head and looked at me pretending to be puzzled.

"Please..." I clasped my hands together aggrievedly, and begged him in a soft voice, "Tell me, I promise not to make trouble, I promise to keep it a secret."

"Really...well..." Toru Amuro seemed to be struggling a bit.

I nodded desperately, trying to prove my sincerity to him with speed.

"Actually, it's not a secret that can't be told." Toru Amuro looked innocent, looking at me with a hesitant expression, "But you have to promise me..."

Before I heard his request, I immediately nodded crazily, urging him to speak at double speed.

"You have to promise me that you will pretend not to have heard of it later, and you can't laugh. It seems impolite..."

Toru Amuro wanted to say something, but when he turned his head and saw that I was nodding and was about to faint, he kept repeating: "Okay, okay..."

I live like an infinite repeating machine.

Toru Amuro pondered for a moment, but his heart softened, and motioned for me to move my head closer.

I hastily put my ear to it happily, and then I heard him close to my ear, whispering four words:

"Tanaka Xiaoju."

...

Mrs. Tanaka at the dining table was still giving a speech full of emotion. I listened solemnly and nodded from time to time in agreement, but where I was blocked by the tablecloth, my hands were pulling my thigh hard to prevent myself I couldn't help laughing out loud.

I can assure you that I look like I used to find out in the conference room that the hairstyle under the boss's permanent hat is Mediterranean, and I want to nod to the boss while suppressing a smile.

As a human being, sometimes you just have to be involuntary.

But Toru Amuro's skill is obviously higher than mine by a few levels. I laughed so hard that my expression was not natural, but he actually sat upright like a clock, his expression unchanged, his expression as usual.

but……

Why are his shoulders shaking...

Xiaolan on the opposite side looked at our two shoulders that were trembling because we were trying to suppress our laughter, so we cast puzzled eyes.

I gestured to her with my mouth: go back and tell you~

At this moment, Mrs. Tanaka is still giving her speech in a dignified manner. The bgm has reached the most turbulent and intense time. Her words have reached the point of inviting us to come:

"It has been ten years since our respected Mr. Hans passed away, but the treasure he left behind has been sleeping on this isolated island. Originally, I wanted this treasure to be buried with his body, but a few days ago... the manor But I received a letter from Kaitou Kidd."

Mrs. Tanaka paused for a moment, and there was some whispering at the scene. Toru Amuro stopped joking. He put his hand down, his expression became serious, and he involuntarily glanced at Conan, who was staring at him silently.

This is a point that was completely absent from Mrs. Tanaka's letter to us, and is obviously a new piece of information that was not known.

She motioned to the maid standing by to hand over a letter, and showed it to everyone from afar.

I'm really depressed about this rich man's extended dining table, I can't read Kaito Kidd's notice letter clearly.

This is Kidd!Autograph!

The banknotes in the seafood market can’t be dealt with, and if they flow to the black market, it will trigger a fire from the black gang and autographed photos!

Recently, for some unknown reason, these □□ have been engaged in the business of reselling autographed photos in idol groups...

But aside from the digression, Detective Maori seemed a little dissatisfied, and he said:

"Why didn't Mrs. Tanaka tell us in advance, so that we can make some preparations for the arrival of Kaitou Kidd in advance."

Mrs. Tanaka pressed her gorgeous skirt, and the maid behind her quickly opened a chair for her a little bit. She stood up and nodded slightly:

"I'm sorry, because the incident happened suddenly, and I didn't want the news to leak out, so I had to hide it first."

She stroked the curly hair on her neck, her tone was gentle but distant.

Detective Maori originally wanted to say something more, but seeing Mrs. Tanaka's sincere attitude, he was too embarrassed to complain, so he could only shut up resentfully.

Mrs. Tanaka put away the letter and continued:

"Since the strange thief Kidd is coming to steal the treasure, and we don't know where the treasure is, how to protect it... why don't you invite everyone here, firstly to find the dusty treasure, and let us living Seeing its brilliance, secondly..." Mrs. Tanaka paused, sighed slightly, and said:

"If you want the treasure to fall into the hands of Kaito Kidd, it's better to leave it to the decent people here. Whoever finds the treasure first, the treasure will belong to that person."

My eyes lit up when I heard this!

If... If I found this treasure, wouldn't I be sitting on the ground full of wealth, so what kind of forensic doctor would I be!Why do you have to be angry!

I resign I go home!I fucked up and I went to the bar!I buy a villa and I plant flowers!I sleep all day and I eat whatever I want!

Then put snacks on the soft mattress, and make the TV as big as you want...

No, what kind of TV do you need, make a projection screen, 3dmax version, ask ten handsome guys to line up in a row when eating, and each of them will feed me with a plate.

Then I came to Poirot Cafe in a luxury car, looked at Toru Amuro, who was busy like a spinning top, and was still concentrating on reasoning, pressed the black card on his chest and said:

Be darling, take it and spend it, remember to come to my house, there is one less handsome guy serving the plate.

These scenes flashed through my mind one by one like a movie. The perpetual motion machine with handsome guys and delicious food gave me infinite motivation.

Although I may not be as quick-witted as the detectives present, nor do I have the skills of a psychic, nor even a magician's tricks, but maybe I am lucky!

Since God gave me a chance to be a salted fish in Mihua Town, maybe I will be given another chance to be a salted fish that will never have to go to work to earn money.

There seemed to be stars in my eyes, and anticipation was written all over my face, expecting Mrs. Tanaka to give us some clues about the treasure.Isn't that what is written in the book, such as treasure maps, old man's dictation, nursery rhymes... Collect all seven dragon balls and so on.

Sure enough, Mrs. Tanaka folded her hands on her chest and cleared her throat, just like the high school math teacher's habit of having to pause before talking about the main point.

The following is the key point...

Everyone present pricked up their ears.

"...Mr. Hans left a short poem to the descendants of the family before his death. Whoever can decipher the mystery in it will be able to find the location of the treasure."

Mrs. Tanaka dismissed the servants with a wave of her hand, put on a weird bgm, sat upright, and saw that we all pricked up our ears and were ready to listen carefully, then nodded in satisfaction and told us the content of the poem.

Her breathless voice echoed in the empty hall:

"Admit it, people

treasure hidden

Beadwork locks the entrance

tears condensed into the exit

God sends hopeless darkness and storms down

Explore the only light in the world"

I recited this poem silently in my heart and fell into deep thought.

A conclusion is quickly drawn:

great poem!

Someone once told me that the key to writing poetry is to create a hazy atmosphere, to speak nonsense, so that people can't understand the meaning of the poem.

So I collectively call the poems that I don't understand good poems.

What did I say at the beginning?Confident in finding the treasure?

Forget it, reading this poem is the same as reading a paper. I know every word, but I can't read it together.What treasure are you looking for, and you can't start!

Why bother to find a treasure that has no shadow, I choose to lie flat.

Disgraceful treasure digging activity, baaah!

How can I come to find the treasure, that's the detective's job.

What am I here for-

Let me hear your voices—

vacation! !

Toru Amuro is now holding his head and frowning, he must be very thoughtful.Hey, please be sure to find the treasure, I'll just wait for you to find the treasure and make a fortune, poke the black card on my chest and say:

Duck head, Café Poirot is still missing a mascot.

The author says:

Zero: I'm a professional, no matter how funny I can't laugh.

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unless you can't help it

感谢在2022-05-1415:01:35~2022-05-1515:00:17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 the irrigation nutrient solution: smashed the No.11 bottle;

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