After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

Haruto Saotome was stunned on the spot. He looked around and found that everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with this scene. It seemed that it was very common for Mori detectives to faint every now and then.

and so--

That's how "Sleeping Kogoro" came about!

Physical sleep! !

With a tangled expression on his face, he wrinkled his face and tentatively asked Gojo Satoru next to him: "Did you see any strange pictures just now?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him inexplicably, and said in a neutral tone: "I saw a little ghost shoot an anesthetic injection into the back of the adult's neck, and he is standing behind the bookshelf and using a voice changer to reason about the case-does this count?"

Haruhi:! ! ! !

Very good!It turned out that it wasn't him who had the problem!

After receiving this reply, Qingli felt relieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I was hallucinating."

"It can only be said that we can observe a side that ordinary people can't see." Wujo Wu stretched out his finger and nodded unconsciously, then suddenly laughed with great interest, and said, "Looking at it this way, that kid is indeed not simple. Sure enough, the detective's law I said is true! Don't you think this happened?"

Haruhi: "..."

Stop clinging to your detective laws!

Fortunately, they were standing in a relatively remote corner, and few people noticed this side, so no one heard Gojo Satoru's vile remarks that ruined the atmosphere.

While the two were whispering, Kogoro Mori's reasoning continued in the house—or rather, Conan Edogawa's reasoning continued.

It roughly shows that the murderer secretly put cyanide in the water of the kitchen ice machine without distinction. Except for those who have a strong demand for ice, few people will go to the kitchen to get it, and the bride is a person who likes iced coffee and chews it. People who are used to ice cubes mean that poisoning will definitely succeed.

What a depravity!Thinking that they had a brush with death, everyone felt the chills in their backs.

Qingli didn't listen carefully to the detailed reasoning process, because he didn't have much to do with who the murderer was, and besides, he actually guessed something in his heart.As for why he still stays here, maybe he wants to see what earth-shattering things that elementary school student over there can do.

"So—there is only one truth!"

Mori Kogoro's voice suddenly echoed in the room.

"The culprit is Mr. Fujita!"

Qingli raised her eyes slightly, followed the sound to search in the crowd, and finally her eyes fell on a middle-aged man who looked familiar among them. It was the man who bumped into him in the restaurant lobby earlier. When that zashiki boy raised his head after being named, his neck even made a teeth-stinging clicking sound.

Facing the accusation, the man's eyes were heavy and he didn't refute immediately. Instead, he stared at Kogoro Mori who was sitting peacefully on the chair, and began to grind his teeth.

People who knew him were startled when they saw this different expression than usual, and they all took two steps back to leave this person's side for fear that the other person would suddenly go crazy, regardless of whether this person was really the murderer who hurt the bride. Even this abnormal appearance is enough for them to avoid it.

Conan Edogawa still uses Mori Kogoro's voice to unhurriedly sort out the murderer's poisoning process, and finally points to the fact that the criminal is indeed Mr. Fujita—the bride's ex-husband is correct.

"That's right, so what if it's me?"

Fujita opened his eyes wide, and his honest and honest face, which was always praised by others, suddenly turned ferocious and terrifying, and the maniacal laughter made the people present couldn't help but jump with fear.

The hostess of the restaurant was filled with grief and anger, and her anger reached a peak after the other party admitted: "Why did you do this to Yuko! She has nothing to say sorry to you!!"

"She divorced me and fell in love with other men in front of my eyes is the greatest regret to me!" The man was equally angry and shouted emotionally, "I love her so much! I knelt like that and begged her not to leave, but What about her? After the divorce, she fell in love with another man in an instant!"

He glared angrily at the bridegroom who wished he could eat him raw, sneered fearlessly, and taunted him.

"Isn't it just a little more money than me? Women are always so poor and love the rich, and they are promiscuous. I should have killed her before I divorced me—"

Snapped.The crisp applause resounded through the silent room, interrupting Fujita's chatter.

The hostess's hands were frozen in mid-air, and her palms were burning with pain, but this was nothing compared to the grief in her heart when she heard the man's words. At this moment, her eyes were full of tears, and she was trembling with anger, and her eyes were filled with overwhelming anger.

"The guy who only shirks responsibility! Isn't it all because of your damn paranoia that Yuko lost a miscarriage in the dispute with you and was completely disappointed in you, you bastard, haven't you realized your problem yet?!"

"I should have kicked you out! If Yuko hadn't stopped me, you wouldn't have had the chance to complain here!"

Thinking of her daughter asking her not to care about this man's words before the banquet started, she still had a fluke mentality that he knew how to repent, but who would have thought that such a thing that she would regret would happen.

Yuko's life and death are uncertain in the hospital, but this bastard is slandering her daughter in public, it's unreasonable!

The hostess' voice was almost choked, but she still expressed her resentment hoarsely.

"How dare you... how dare you treat her like this!"

After finishing speaking, she knelt on the ground, covered her face, and cried bitterly. The strong woman praised by outsiders is just an ordinary mother who is worried about her daughter at this time.

There was silence in the room for a while, only the woman's sobs and sobs kept echoing.

Reflecting the scene in front of her eyes, Qing's face was pale, but her eyes were a little moved, but she didn't say anything after all.

Outside the restaurant, police cars honked one after another, and Fujita was handcuffed with both hands and escorted out of the gate. When he got into the car, he still looked unrepentant.

Fortunately, news came from the hospital that the bride was fine and passed through the dangerous period safely, but she hadn't woken up yet.The hostess of the restaurant who learned that her daughter is fine has finally lost her heart, and then she will use another way to get revenge for the guy who hurt her daughter.

The police car escorting the prisoner sped away, and Gojo Satoru's voice sounded suddenly.

"That Zashiki boy has evolved to level four."

Qingli quickly turned her head back and let out a groan, her brain still hadn't realized what he meant by this sentence.

Wujo Satoru explained: "The mother's body is hurt, and it has evolved because of the negative emotions of its relatives."

"Is the speed of evolution on the spot too fast? Will it hurt people?"

"That's not true, have you seen how many fourth-level curses can hurt people?" He snorted, extremely dismissive, "At most, he is unlucky, and he has nightmares or something, look at him like this In the future, if I suffer from cervical spondylosis, I should not run away."

Haruhi: "..."

...Cervical spondylosis, although it is a little out of place, but he wants to laugh, what should I do.

According to the size of that shikidoji... Kids, let's work hard!

"Big brother, are you leaving?" Edogawa Conan, who also came out to watch the police car go away, found that Haruto and Gojo Satoru wanted to leave, so he asked aloud.

Seeing that it was him, Haruto specially squatted down to be at eye level with Conan, with a faint smile on his face.

"Yeah, we have no reason to stay here anymore."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes and said with a malicious smile: "The reasoning just now is very exciting, isn't it, Kudo-kun?"

Edogawa Conan:......?

That's right, as early as the moment when she had doubts about Conan, Haruno had a vague premonition that it would be that Kudo-san. After all, the world itself is not very scientific, and he can switch genders himself, let alone just rejuvenate?

Caught off guard, Edogawa Conan's face froze when his vest was stripped off. Just as he was about to pretend to be stupid, he heard Qingli say again: "Although I don't know what happened to you, I will help you keep it a secret."

While speaking, he patted his head meaningfully, as if the elders cared for the younger generation and couldn't find any faults.

Conan in this room was still in a daze with a blank expression, and Mao Lilan, who had finally found someone over there, trotted over complaining.

"Really, Conan, you're running around again."

Mao Lilan looked at Qingli apologetically: "Conan didn't say anything nonsense, did he?"

"No, Conan-kun is very sensible."

After playing tricks on his junior high school classmates, Qingli was in a happy mood, and the end sound rose by three points. He waved his hand to say goodbye to Mao Lilan, turned around and walked to the other side of the road with Gojo Satoru.

It was almost dusk, and they spent a long time in the restaurant, but it was not a waste of time to eat a full stomach of high-end cuisine.

Recalling today's experience, Qingli sighed subconsciously: "It's really a creepy love."

Wujo Satoru at the side immediately understood what he was expressing when he heard this murmur, his face was inexplicably displeased, and the corner of his mouth immediately curved into a mocking arc.

"What kind of love is this? It's just the self-movement of some boring trash fish."

To call such a get-or-break relationship love is to insult the word.

Haruto was amused by his statement, and also thought that Gojo Satoru was quite right. If this could be called love, then this world was too hopeless.

So he asked jokingly: "Seeing that you understand it very well, what do you think love is?"

Wujo Wu moved his eyes upwards and looked at the sky above his head for two seconds, as if he was thinking about the answer to this question. After a while, his eyes turned back.

"'Love' is a curse. "

He said so.

Qingli was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "It's quite a new way of saying it."

Perhaps for conjurers, whether it is love between family members, love between friends, or love between lovers, any commitment to the next life is automatically acquiesced as "bondage" to each other.

"Binding" is "cursing".

Even though the occasion was wrong, Qingli still felt an urge to shake hands with this person for no reason, and he, who has always been conscientious, did not hesitate at all, and did as he wanted.

Qingli lowered her eyes, and solemnly held Wujo Wujo's hand hanging by her side. The two palms, which had no lower limit, joined together in mid-air, and slowly interlocked their fingers.

He whispered softly.

"So, will you curse me?"

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly, and his blue sky eyes emerged from behind the pure black lenses, staring at the person in front of him without blinking.

"The strongest curse is not something everyone can bear, Qingli, you have to be prepared."

"Wuzhen can joke."

"I'm serious."

The streets are bustling with noise.

And the two stood on the side of the road, silent, incompatible with the surrounding noises, forming a world of their own.

"Okay."

Qingli heard herself responding like this.

"Let's curse each other until we die."