Daily life in the world of famous detectives

"It's Miwako..." Matsuda was startled.

"Really...Matsuda, what are you doing here...you're still with Conan..." Miwako asked strangely with her waist in her arms.

"Ahaha, I think this kid is smarter, let's see what's weird..." Matsuda laughed.

Conan on the side twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Then what did you find..."

"Yes, the murderer is not that Kubota, I have to go to the scene to confirm one thing..." Matsuda took off his sunglasses and smiled.

"Hey..." Conan was speechless.

Matsuda, who came to the exhibition hall, saw that the walls were empty, and couldn't help but smile...

At this time, Miwako and Conan ran over, and Matsuda suddenly had a wonderful idea...

"Hey, Kudo, a minute..."

Seeing Matsuda talking to Conan quietly, Miwako was even more surprised, with a puzzled look on her face.

"You bastard..." Conan rolled his eyes and ran away.

"Matsuda, what did you say to Conan..." Miwako asked doubtfully.

"Just watch it later..." Matsuda said with a smile.

Seeing the confident look on the man's face, Miwako's little face blushed imperceptibly...

"Toilet, toilet, where is the toilet, Uncle Curator?" Conan cutely clutched his crotch.

"Toilet is in..."

"You just say that I don't know, write it on paper... Hurry up..." Conan took out the notebook from Xiaolan and handed it to the curator.

"Puff, that's what you asked him to do..." Seeing Conan's adorable appearance, Miwako's heart seemed to be melted.

"This kid... really knows how to pretend..." Matsuda curled his lips and said.

The curator who took out the ballpoint pen in his arms seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped, sweating profusely.

"What's wrong, Mr. Curator? Do you know that this is a ballpoint pen that can't write..." Seeing the trembling hand of the curator holding the ballpoint pen, Matsuda said.

Conan also smiled.

"Can't write? What's going on, brother Matsuda..." Mu Mu asked suspiciously.

"The prisoner deliberately gave Boss Zhenzhong a pen that he couldn't write on, and then asked the boss to read the words on the paper. When the boss saw the word "Kubata", he knew that the prisoner wanted to blame Kubota, and then picked up the pen on the table. pen, wanted to cross it out, but found that it was a pen that could not write..." Matsuda explained. .

"So that's how it is..." Mu Mu suddenly realized.

"This is a ballpoint pen that fell beside the sculpture. I put it away when I found it, so it can't be the pen seen in the video. The real one is the one in the curator's hand. I said That's right..." Matsuda took out the ballpoint pen he picked up.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the lonely old man...

"Curator, curator..."

"At that time, I was waiting for a meeting with a demon with a corrupted soul, and I thought he was beyond repair, so I hid in the armor, and then the next thing was the same as the police officer. ..." the curator said slowly.

"For this reason, you have practiced many times..." Matsuda continued.

"Yeah, everything has been calculated..."

"So, the armor will move at night, that's..." Maori thought of something.

"Yeah, maybe you guys think it's stupid, all of this is done to get rid of the boss, because he is selfish, he wants to destroy this sacred art museum, destroy this art museum that is like my own child, And Kubota who sold works at will, I will punish you too..." the curator said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Matsuda sighed, the greed of human nature will eventually kill itself.

"Mr. Curator, you have already been stained with the blood of the devil..." Matsuda shook his head.

"Yeah, the knight of justice has also been polluted...hahahahahaha..."

Listening to the old man's relieved laughter, everyone fell silent...

On the way back, Matsuda was still thinking about what happened just now, if it was inevitable, he could only face it bravely.

"Still thinking about the case just now?"

"Actually, that old man just wants to protect his favorite artwork..." Matsuda paused.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's wrong to kill someone, no matter what his reasons are..." Mei Hezi looked serious.

"Really......"

In the early morning, when Matsuda was asleep, he was awakened by some noises outside.

"Huh? That's Kudo's house..."

I saw some furtive men in black looking around, and a woman in a white coat walking in the middle.

"That's... Shirley?! It's so late..." Matsuda narrowed his eyes.

"Hi...it's me, is the organization doing anything today?" Matsuda asked on the phone.

"Brother, no..." Tequila said cautiously on the other end of the phone.

"Where's Shirley?"

"She seems to be going to confirm that the high school detective is really dead..." Tequila thought for a while and then replied.

"Well... Got it... By the way, send a copy of Shirley's information..." Matsuda hung up the phone after finishing speaking, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shirley, who had just come out of Kudou's house at this time, seemed to notice something, and trembled all over.

"That feeling...how could it be...huh? Disappeared again..." Shirley's eyes flickered, the sense of oppression just now was unmistakable.

After a while, the woman still didn't find anything, so she had no choice but to leave...

"As expected of Shirley, her sense of organization is still so high..." Matsuda by the window twitched his lips.

===Chapter 18 Unusual Car Accident===

"Really, Yumi-chan, you just go out on patrol alone..." Miwako said helplessly.

"Anyway, Miwako-chan, are you okay... Besides Matsuda is not here, I think you are out of your mind..." Yumi stuck out her tongue.

"Who, who has lost his mind, don't talk nonsense..." Mei Hezi blushed.

"Ah~ I'm shy, I'm shy...I haven't said anything yet...hehe..." Yumi laughed.

"I'm ignoring you!" Miwako said in a low voice, turning her head away.

"Speaking of which, Matsuda is really kind, you're on vacation again..."

"Hmph! That guy..." Miwako gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

At this time, an unexpected scene happened ahead, a fast-moving car hit a bus head-on.

"Yumi, be careful!" Miwako anxiously shouted at Yumi who was driving.

The police car narrowly avoided the colliding vehicle, and then stopped slowly...

"Huh...it's almost over..." Yumi patted her chest lightly.

"Yumi, call an ambulance!"

At the scene of the car accident, passers-by gradually gathered around...

"It's so miserable..."

"yes..."

"How could this happen..."

"Hey! Hold on, the ambulance is coming soon!" Sato called to the unconscious car driver.

"M..." The man said something vaguely, then pointed to his pocket, and passed out again.

"Wake up..."

"Now there is an urgent news, there was a car accident at the xx intersection just now..."

"Miwako?" Matsuda gave a light snort.

"Huh? Isn't that Yumi from the traffic police section?"

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Matsuda put on his suit casually and rushed to the scene of the car accident...

After about half an hour, when he got off the bus, Matsuda saw debris all over the place. The car was already torn apart, but the bus was better. Although there were quite a lot of injured people, no one died.

"Matsuda? Why are you here?" Miwako accidentally saw Matsuda on the side of the road.

"I saw you and Yumi on TV, and I was worried about what happened to you... so I came to see..." Matsuda replied.

"Ah... I didn't expect you to care about us..." Yumi suddenly appeared from the side.

"Yumi-chan!" Miwako glared at Yumi in embarrassment.

Matsuda smiled awkwardly, and then observed the scene.

Through the broken car, Matsuda found that there seemed to be a problem with the brakes, and there was not much oil left in the car. After asking Miwako, he found out that the car was galloping very fast on the road at that time, which was very strange.

"The Matsuda Police Department has found out the identity of the victim. The victim's name is Ryoichi Nakajima, and he is the president of a company." The little policeman reported from the side.

"Hey, this guy obviously didn't go to work today, should you report to me?" Mei Hezi snorted softly.

"This..." The little police officer froze, not knowing what to do.

"Okay, have you found Mr. Nakajima's family?" Matsuda smiled helplessly.

"Found it. The victim currently has a wife at home and a daughter..." The little policeman wiped his sweat.

"Go and inform them..." Matsuda continued.

"Hi!"

"Huh! You bastard, you seem to be making people feel like that..." Mei Hezi complained, crossing her arms.

"Ahaha... I learned from Megure Police Department..." Matsuda laughed.

After a while, the deceased's wife came to the scene, but the daughter didn't seem to come. Seeing the woman's dodging eyes and panicked expression, Matsuda was thoughtful.

"Ms. Nakajima, didn't you bring your daughter?" Matsuda asked tentatively.

"She, she's at school..."

"Really..." Matsuda stared into the woman's eyes.

The woman's expression became more and more flustered, with a look of hesitation...

"Huh? That's weird, what's stuck on your back, auntie?" Conan, who suddenly appeared, tore off a sticker on the woman's back.

"Stinky boy, here we come again!" Mao Li picked up Conan and threw it out.

"Hey, you..." When Matsuda heard the voice, something was wrong, and then he saw the Mori family, who seemed to be passing by by chance.

"Officer Matsuda, Officer Sato..." Xiaolan smiled and waved.

"Lan Jiang..." Sato also greeted with a smile.

"Kudou, what did you tear up just now?" Matsuda approached Conan who had just got up speechlessly.

"Children's stickers..." Conan said with his eyes closed.

"Looking at this, it's obvious that it's just been posted..." Looking at the pale woman, Matsuda became more and more suspicious.

"Officer Matsuda, just investigated. The woman is the deceased's remarried wife, and the daughter is not hers...the two seem to be having conflicts..." Officer Takagi reported from the side.

"Really..." Matsuda touched his chin.

"By the way, the victim just said something about rice, something... Then he pointed to his pocket..." Miwako thought for a while and said.

"What's in that pocket!!" Matsuda and Conan shouted anxiously.

"Ah... yes... it's a thousand-yen bill..." Miwako was taken aback.

"Conan! How can you be so rude!" Xiaolan hugged Conan who was smiling angrily.

"I see..." Matsuda also laughed.

"Ms. Nakajima, you planned all of this, right?" Matsuda said to the trembling woman behind her.

"What?!!" The onlookers were in disbelief.