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

What just happened?

Did a gust of wind blow past just now?

Can someone come and tell me why?

This gentle and kind girl who went shopping and eating with me in the supermarket, did she fly up just now! !

Is this really a level humans can do?

She "sighed" and turned into an afterimage and flashed past!

"How is it!" Xiaolan looked excited, "See clearly!"

I was silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

I suddenly remembered the first high math class in college. I dropped a pen and squatted down to pick it up.

And never heard from it again.

The advanced mathematics class and Xiaolan's taekwondo teaching are not the same, but the spirit of not being able to understand is the same.

It's as difficult as Spider-Man teaching me how to spin silk.

"Come and have a try!" Xiaolan warmly invited me.

I smiled awkwardly, and wanted to tell her that we are not in the same physical dimension, but I turned my head and saw Xiaolan's excited eyes.

She looked at me with a smile on her face and gave me a nod of approval.

Looking at her shining eyes like an angel, I really can't bear to break her interest

So she pretended to imitate the movements she had just gotten up, clenched her hands into fists, placed them on both sides of her cheeks, and stood with her feet one behind the other.

Well, next, how did she punch?

I didn't see it clearly at all!

The scene was quiet for two seconds, and I smiled awkwardly at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan nodded, affirming my actions. Her eyes were shining with pride for me: "Good job Lizi! Next, let's punch with all our strength!"

Well, Xiaolan is really trying to teach me.

I looked at the towering tree in front of me without tears, and entered a still state like an eminent monk meditating.If it weren't for a leaf falling unsteadily on my head, some people might think it was a freeze-frame picture.

According to the routine of the Long Aotian martial arts drama at Midnight in Mihua Town, the protagonist sits quietly in the jungle, and then suddenly opens up the second channel of Ren Du, enlightens the Tao instantly, and becomes a master of ninjutsu.

It's a pity that I'm an idiot who can't even understand the math problems explained by the teacher, let alone comprehend the mysterious martial arts of Mihua Town.

Now I can't get off the tiger, I'm in a boxing posture, stiff and motionless at the scene, hey, I can only wave it casually!

I closed my eyes tightly, let go of distracting thoughts, and felt the muscle memory of my body, accumulating strength—— punching——

It hit the trunk with a "bang".

I open my eyes.

The big tree was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Xiaolan and I had two pairs of beady eyes, big eyes and small eyes, and we blinked twice.

Then I sighed regretfully, sure enough, I am not the material.

Xiaolan kept comforting me from the side. It is not easy for a novice to hit the target with a punch. Lizi-chan is so good. Lizi-chan still has a lot of room for improvement...

I was dejected, the hair on my head was drooping, and I decided to go back and watch my TV series and eat my potato chips.

For Xianyu, no matter how big the world is, only the bed is my warm home.

So depressed, I pulled Xiaolan and turned around and wanted to go back. As soon as the two of us took a step, we suddenly heard a "boom" behind us.

Something seemed to have fallen from the tree and landed on a thick pile of leaves.

Bird's nest?

I looked back, but couldn't see clearly.

I decided to turn back, and if it was a bird's nest, I would help put it back on the tree. After all, I was once the one who won the Mihua Town Miyoshi citizen pennant.

Xiaolan and I tiptoed in and took a look, only to find that it was not a bird's nest, but a black cloth bag that fell out, and something seemed to be stuffed inside.

Carefully poke it with your finger.

hard.Is it a notebook?

I wanted to put this book back on the tree, but the trunk was bare, and Xiaolan and I tried several times, but we couldn't climb it...

Being clumsy, I had no choice but to open it to see if there was a signature, and return it to him/her after I found the owner.

Opening the black cloth bag, there was indeed a small notebook inside.

The first page of the book reads:

Nana's diary.

I looked up and Xiaolan looked at each other tacitly.

Nana was the name of the little lady in the manor.

"This... How can I find someone here? Isn't she missing?" Xiaolan said worriedly.

I was silent, and I didn't tell Xiaolan Amuro Toru's guess—that Miss Nana might never come back again.

"Let's take it back to Mrs. Hans, doesn't she miss Nana very much?" Xiao Lan suggested.

I thought about it, and found what she said made sense:

"Well, let's go back and return the diary..."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow not far from Xiaolan's side from the corner of my eye!

"Who is listening to us!" I asked loudly.

"Ah... Just now... Did a strange person appear..." Xiaolan also noticed the person who appeared suddenly, and asked me with some fear, she unconsciously took half a step towards me, and I took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze her tightly wrist, and bring her to a safe position behind her.

"It's okay." I patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "I'll go and have a look."

"Did you see who it is..." Xiaolan lowered her eyes and squeezed my hand tightly.

"That figure flashed by, I didn't see it clearly..."

The shadow disappeared into the forest, and we don't even know if he was someone from the manor, maybe from outside... maybe.

Moreover, that person's skin color is relatively dark, maybe he could compete with Toru Amuro, so he could be hidden in the background panel so quickly.

(Nonsense! Even the men in black have the same skin hidden in the background board!)

"How about this." I suggested, "Xiao Lan, you take Nana's diary back to the manor and return it to Mrs. Hans. I will go after that shadow and ask him why he eavesdropped on us, ghost What is the purpose of being sneaky?"

I handed the black cloth bag containing the diary to Xiaolan, intending to go alone to chase that shadow.

But I just took two steps, but Xiaolan didn't let go of my hand, and stopped my next move with some hesitation.

"We don't know who that person is. You go alone...what if you encounter danger." Xiaolan looked worried, "There was a person...he left and never came back..."

It stands to reason that if the usual script comes here, the supporting role who decides to go alone to chase the murderer will definitely encounter accidents.If this is a horror movie script, the next step is likely to be a ghost encounter.

I watched Xiaolan hesitate to speak, and thought about the current situation.

If it was me before - fuck her I'm an atheist!The world is physical!

Now I have Conan around me—ordering = reaching the end of death.

Afraid of death, I still want to go to 99.

I hugged my arms and shivered.

So I followed Xiaolan's suggestion, quickly changed my mind, and retracted my outstretched feet.

Don't care about things, don't worry, it's nothing to do with yourself.

Let's record this sentence in the forensic code of Mihua Town.

I immediately changed my face, and held Xiao Lan's arm with lingering fear: "Then let's go back together and give the diary to Mrs. Hans!"

If the heroines of TV dramas have my awareness, I am afraid that one episode will be over, and the eight o'clock file of Mihua Town every day will be fresh episodes.

Two people together, perfect lightning protection.Xiaolan and I returned to the manor without incident.

In the corridor, I also met Conan who was pacing while thinking.

The elementary school students in Mihua Town even think so hard during the holidays, and keep moving forward on the long road to becoming a detective.

It's so terrifying, I admire it.

Conan's eyes lit up when he saw Xiaolan:

"Sister Xiaolan! Where are you going!"

Xiaolan told the story from the beginning to the end that we just picked up Ms. Nana's diary by accident.

Conan's glasses flashed a light, and I knew he was thinking again.

"Can you lend me your diary?"

Conan asked in his usual innocent tone.

I handed him the diary, and Conan took the diary and checked it carefully, just like those police detectives checking evidence on TV.

After checking the outer shell of Wanji's diary repeatedly, he reached out to open the first page of the diary and take a closer look at the contents inside.

"Pa~" Xiaolan stretched out her hand and slapped Conan's hand that was about to turn the page.

Although she didn't use any strength, Conan still pretended to be in pain embarrassingly.

Xiaolan muttered "I didn't use much strength" and rubbed Conan's hand in an attempt to make amends.

I suddenly felt that there was nothing unacceptable about elementary school student detectives compared with black-bellied elementary school students.

"Kids, don't flip through other people's diaries! This is very impolite behavior!"

Xiaolan explained what she did to stop him just now.

Conan had no choice but to withdraw his hand resentfully:

"I'm sorry, sister Xiaolan, I don't want to read it. But can I go with you to deliver the diary?"

"Yeah, okay~" Xiaolan leaned down, her eyes were at the same level as Conan, and she showed a sweet girl's smile, "Conan can go with us."

So the three of us inquired about Mrs. Hans's room to the butler who happened to be passing by, and asked him to show us the way.

Mr. Housekeeper was polite and gentleman, he put down what he was doing, and took the three of us to Mrs. Hans' room.

"Dong dong dong..." The butler politely knocked on Mrs. Hans' door, "Mrs. Hans, three guests said they have something important for you..."

Mr. Housekeeper knocked on the door several times, but Mrs. Hans did not respond.

I asked him worriedly: "Is Mrs. Hans really in the room?"

"It's absolutely true, Miss Lizi." Mr. Housekeeper nodded slightly, "If she goes out, a servant will report it, and I will find out in time."

Mrs. Hans' room was very quiet, not even a single noise came out.

I turned my head and glanced at Conan. He heard Mr. Steward's words, and his brows began to gather slowly.

He took a few steps forward and lay down on the door, intending to observe the scene inside the room through the keyhole.

and many more!

This scene!

Inside the door is an unknown world, and outside the door are anxious people, as well as elementary school student detectives looking at the situation inside the door through the keyhole with a serious face.

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

The author says:

If the washing machine knew the current affairs like Riko and acted alone, Conan would not have so many ghost stories

感谢在2022-05-1921:00:09~2022-05-2017:56:11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: 1 bottle of duck;

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