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

In the era of martial arts masters per capita in Mihua Town, I have been calm about the fact that the waiter in the coffee shop subdued the mastermind behind the murder and kidnapping at the speed of light.

Toru Amuro restrained the enemy with one move, showed pride and style, the perverted butler who was so high-spirited just now has turned into a bereaved dog, lying on the ground and clutching his injured wrist in pain.

Toru Amuro just glanced at the perverted butler who was lying on the ground with no power to resist, and didn't pay any more attention.Instead he turned his head and stared at me deeply, but he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere of silence made me take two steps back, "What's wrong?" His eyes made me feel a little unnatural. Am I embarrassed now that my hair is disheveled?I touched my face and asked, "I've been tied up for so long, don't I look ugly now?"

I touched my face and ran my hands through my hair, trying to straighten out my grooming.

"No."

Toru Amuro stretched out his hand, but paused in the air with some hesitation.

He froze for a moment, and when I realized it, his eyes gradually changed back to the gentle look on the front of the coffee shop.

He patted my head lightly, pushing down a raised hair.

他 说:

"It's just a little messy hair."

He was so close to me as he was ruffling my hair, I could almost hear him breathing.

This caused me to ignore his other hand, the hand that had been holding my wrist tightly ever since the argument with the butler began.

Since then, he has never let go of my wrist, including when he was pulling me behind him, he never let go.

When the perverted butler fell to the ground holding his wrist, did Toru Amuro let go?

No.

The perverted butler's tears flowed down his face into the soil, when he yelled and tried to force his wrist, did Toru Amuro let go?

No.

When the perverted butler gave up struggling decadently because of a fractured wrist, and was waiting to be caught without a fight, did Toru Amuro let go?

No.

He kept holding my wrist firmly, as if he was afraid that the butler would suddenly violently hurt me, or that I would disappear without warning like last night.But we all know that the perverted butler has given up on himself, and nothing will happen to me again.

I asked Toru Amuro if it would be too cruel to break a wrist that a painter depends on for his living.

Amuro reveals the scary cat's eyes:

"But he made you almost never return. Give your sympathy to others."

After thinking about all the bad deeds of the perverted butler with a human face and a heart who kidnapped me, I felt that Toru Amuro seemed to have done too lightly, so I rushed up and kicked him again.

Anyway, he couldn't draw anymore in prison, and at most he stepped on the sewing machine or something.

The storm is still going on on the island, and Police Officer Megure is still on his way by boat.

Toru Amuro and I asked the perverted butler who had become completely decadent and dispirited to come out with an umbrella, and we were responsible for escorting him to the manor and guarding him, waiting for the speedy police officer Megure.

The sluggish housekeeper, who had nothing to love, almost without resistance directed us to take the umbrella he had just brought from the shelf, but unfortunately there was only one.

There is no doubt that Toru Amuro and I have a hand in hand.

The housekeeper got caught in the rain.

I kindly thought of a way for Toru Amuro to escort him back to the manor.

See the wire rope on the ground?

bundle up.

I'm sorry I'm very vengeful.

So Toru Amuro and I walked ahead with an umbrella, and the housekeeper walked behind us in the rain.

When holding the umbrella, Toru Amuro finally let go of my wrist. I always suspected that he was not afraid of the perverted butler running away, but he was afraid of me running away.

I will not run away, I will only be kidnapped accidentally, how could he not understand.

This section of the road has become the most harmonious scene between Toru Amuro and me in the past few weeks. It is hard to imagine that we were still fighting each other a few days ago. He was suspicious of me and I was wary of him.

Neither of us spoke, just walked quietly. Occasionally, when we encountered a muddy and broken path, he would reach out to help me, and then continue to use a small umbrella to prop up a temporarily peaceful space under the umbrella.

Behind him was a languid drowning dog led by a wire rope.

Yes, I am very vengeful.

When I returned to the manor, I became the first object of everyone's attention.

In fact, I am not used to the feeling of being surrounded by people like this. I am more used to sitting in the corner eating melon seeds, watching other people's melons, and being an unknown little salted fish.

Now everyone is chattering around and asking questions, just like meeting passengers on a train who are using the public release of small video software, their heads are buzzing, and they don't know which question to answer first.

Conan ran over hesitantly and asked me:

"Lizi... Sister Lizi, did you feel any strange feeling after you were hit on the head?"

"Strange feeling?" I recalled the scene in doubt, touched the injured area, the pain caused me to close my eyes and "hiss", "The head hurts very much, does it count?"

Conan breathed a sigh of relief and left.

Xiaolan sniveled and burst into tears, she held my hand tightly, and apologized frantically to me:

"Woooo...I'm sorry Riko... I didn't expect that I just wanted to invite you to come on vacation, but you were involved in a murder case and a kidnapping case...Woooo..."

I don't know why things turned out in the end. As a victim, I was eager to comfort her who was crying bitterly.I gently stroked Xiaolan's hair and said to her:

"It's okay, Lan Jiang, do you think I came back safely? And thanks to you, I have eaten very good ice cream in the past few days. It's so delicious that I won't forget it for a long, long time."

With tears in her eyes, Xiaolan said sobbingly:

"Really? Riko-chan."

"Hmm, it's true."

When everyone who watched the excitement gradually dispersed, Conan and Toru Amuro were still analyzing the case. Detective Maori dozed off with his head propped up because it was a bit late, and his snoring accompanied the debut song of the Lady Earth team. There is a strange harmony, like a lullaby of the Showa style.

After Mr. Steward was subdued, the communication equipment blocked by him also returned to normal.

I held my mobile phone for a while, but decided not to tell Matsuda Jinhei about this extremely dangerous incident, in case he called in anxiety and asked me about it like an interrogation prisoner.

An ice cream flower was updated on my social platform.

With text:

I also ate a delicious ice cream bowl today! yammy~

Matsuda Zhenping lighted up Xiaoxin at the speed of light, followed by Xiaolan.

Hmm... There is also a new account I don't know who likes it.

The nickname for the new account is:

work hard work hard 0

Hmm... well... a very hard-working name.

Conan and Toru Amuro, the two Mihuacho detectives, sorted out all the clues of the case non-stop, and called everyone who had just dispersed.

"Is there anything to tell us to come, the murderer has already been caught." The magician said lazily, referring to the butler who had been tied up.

Needless to say, I tied it.

Thanks to himself for teaching me how to tie an elephant.I used the wire rope he left behind to tie me.

I said to him, "You deserve it."

The steward blinked his beautiful eyes like an innocent passer-by, and said:

"You tied me so tight, I'm so happy."

I shook my hands, and then I never said a word to him, but silently picked up the remaining tape on the ground and sealed his mouth.

Amuro turned his head, looked at the magician with complicated eyes, and said:

"Actually, I called everyone here to reveal the truth to everyone. That is, Mr. Hans five years ago did not die of illness, but was murdered."

The housekeeper blinked at me with big bright eyes, and I glared back at him.

Now that he has become my defeated opponent, I can't help but shake out all the bad things he did in the past.

Since even a little idiot like me can deduce the crimes Mr. Housekeeper once committed, Toru Amuro should even be able to deduce how many times he washed his hands after the murder.

Toru Amuro begins by telling the story of this beginning:

At the beginning, it was just some ordinary artists seeking revenge and murder. The young butler was jealous of Mr. Hans, thinking that his world-renowned reputation was just relying on Miss Nana as his muse. If he himself had this luck, he should be more than Mr. Hans walked further and stood taller.

So he did everything possible to apply to the manor to become the butler of the manor, approached Mr. Hans, and made up his mind to replace him. First of all, he secretly drugged and murdered him.

It's just that Mr. Steward's plan made a small mistake, and that was Miss Nana who was outside his plan.

We should have noticed from the moment we entered the estate, the soft carpets, the ubiquitous foam crash pads, the airtight window frames and the low ceilings.

This manor is not like a seaside building built for vacation and recuperation, but like...a huge cage for someone to be confined.

Miss Nana was born in brocade, and was well protected since she was a child. She had no worries about food and clothing, and grew up quietly, but she never stepped out of this manor.Until she was an adult, she was still protected like a baby, walking on soft carpets, and no sharp edges were allowed on the furniture, so as not to hurt her tender skin.

The only thing she needs to do is to be Mr. Hans's model, sitting on the bench in a gorgeous dress, motionless.

Like a delicate doll without a soul.

Not long after the death of Mr. Hans, Miss Nana, who was the muse, mysteriously disappeared. The princess bound by chains lost the protection she needed to survive, and she also left mysteriously like the legendary muse. .Mr. Steward not only guards the manor, waiting for the lost muse to return, but also hibernates secretly, waiting for the arrival of the unknown next muse.

"I understand why Mr. Steward killed Mr. Hans, but why did he kill Mrs. Hans after so many years?"

The magician poked his head out among the crowd and asked.

The psychic old lady on the side didn't wait for Amuro Toru to answer, and immediately started to answer: "It's not easy, because the kidnapping of the forensic lady has a new model, in order to become the master of the manor, I will remove the stone Hans in advance. Ma'am kick it off ahead of time."

I turned my head to look at the housekeeper who was accused of killing Mrs. Hans. He was tied up and thrown in the corner by me, and I sealed his mouth firmly with tape.

But he didn't have the slightest intention to open his mouth to defend himself, so I asked him:

"Is there anything you want to say?"

He blinked and motioned for me to remove the tape from his mouth.

The author says:

Conan and Riko: Beheaded and Victims Alliance

The loose and sweet hand speed in this chapter is only used for likes at the speed of light. I counted, and it’s time for him to shine after finishing this story.

Please don't start a war with the sand sculpture plot

感谢在2022-05-2609:30:04~2022-05-2723:01:34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 cast the mine: 1 Kuku Feifei;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5397410410 bottles; 538922885 bottles; 4 bottles of iced oolong tea; 1 bottle of Qianluo and Abu;

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