Conan's I am Pikachu

You can search for "Conan's I am Pikachu Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Ze Yu naturally understood the meaning of Hui Yuan's sadness, he just smiled, did not speak.

Conan returned to the room from the balcony, touched his chin, frowned and thought.

at this time……

"Huh? Why are you all in the room? Did something happen?"

The tall Masahiko suddenly appeared at the door, looking at everyone in the room suspiciously.

He was wearing short sleeves soaked in rain, and on his left arm, there was an obvious bruise, as if he had been hit by a baseball bat.

There was a bruise on his face, and a band of tape wrapped around his right palm, which seemed to be injured.

It looked like it was a fight with others not long ago.

Conan turned his head and looked at the injury on his body, his eyes condensed, thoughtfully.

"I was just assaulted on my side." Yuanzi asked curiously: "What about you? Why are you injured?"

"Oh, that's it. When I came here just now, I saw a guy who rushed out of the hotel. I thought he had a problem, so I stopped him and wanted to ask." Masahiko explained.

"As a result, that guy went crazy and attacked me. Although I managed to beat him away, I was also injured."

Speaking of this, Masahiko deliberately raised his injured arm and said helplessly.

"Is that man... a man?" Yuanzi asked.

Masahiko was stunned for a moment, seeming a little surprised, but still honestly replied: "Although I can't see his face clearly, it is indeed a man."

"Sure enough, it is him!" Yuanzi blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "That guy attacked me in the room. If it wasn't for Xiaoyu who appeared suddenly, I would almost die!"

"By the way, Xiaoyu, I forgot to thank you just now." Yuanzi turned around, looked at Zeyu gratefully, and bowed sincerely to him: "Thank you so much!"

"Sister Yuanzi, you don't need to be so productive." Ze Yu said with a smile: "What is our relationship? It's just a matter of effort."

Raise your hand?

Masahiko remembered his red and swollen back of his hand, and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, and then was discovered by Conan.

Conan's eyes were not covered. Since he had begun to doubt Masahiko, then all his actions could not escape Conan's eyes.

The same goes for micro-expressions.

And Masahiko naturally didn't notice Conan's observation, he had only one idea now.

That is……

damn it!

The garden can't be let go, nor can the brown-haired kid.

And this blond kid can't let it go easily!

If you accidentally fall into my hand, see how I torture you!

You can't even want to die happily!

Without revenge, I will not be a man!

Masahiko thought viciously.

But what he didn't expect was that Ze Yu would hear his voice and his thoughts were read face to face.

Ze Yu raised his head, but took a faint look at Masahiko, then withdrew his gaze.

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In this world, there are too many people who want to punish Ze Yu. It is just a dead end, no matter how round he is.

In other words, Masahiko was not qualified to make Ze Yu take it seriously, and was not qualified to waste his attention.

Masahiko couldn't think of it anyway. He tried his best to kill the other party, and after the other party knew his thoughts, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

That kind of dismissive attitude is like treating ants on the side of the road.

"Uncle, can you take off your shirt? Your clothes are soaked. If you wear wet clothes, you can easily catch a cold." Conan said suddenly.

"Well then, kid, thank you for your suggestion." Masahiko took off his soaked shirt without hesitation, and put it on the ground.

Although his arm was injured, there was only a bruise and no bite marks.

Both Conan and Huiyuanai saw it.

At this time, Kyogoku Ma suddenly appeared behind Masahiko, with white light on his glasses, and asked, "What's wrong? Two young ladies?"

There was a bandage wrapped around his right arm, and he was obviously injured like Masahiko.

Seeing Jingji's real arm, Xiaolan's pupils shrank, and she immediately stepped forward with her eyebrows slightly raised, and asked, "How did your arm hurt?"

Her attitude was not friendly, and there was even a trace of questioning in her tone.

Obviously, Xiaolan regarded Jingji Zhen as the murderer who was bitten by the garden.

"This one was bitten by a drunk customer a few days ago." Jing Jizhen raised his arm and said lightly.

"When is that? Please make it clear!" Xiao Lan asked nonchalantly.

"I think the murderer shouldn't be him." Yuanzi stood up and became a peacemaker, explaining: "Because the person who attacked me has a lot of hair on his arms."

If the murderer is true Kyogoku, is it possible for him to shave off the hair on his arm after being bitten, and then put a bandage on it?

This is impossible.

In such a short period of time, if he was really a murderer, he would not have time to shave his hair.

What's more, at noon, Yuanzi had seen Jingjizhen's arm, and there was really no hair on his hand, as it is now.

As for whether he was bandaged or not, the garden did not observe carefully.

"This big brother is really not a murderer." Huihara said, "Big brother should be a karate master? If he did it, Yuanzi would never have a chance to bite him, and it would be impossible for us to come over."

Ai Harahara's instinct is very strong, Kyogoku really left her with a lot of pressure, so she was really impressed by Kyogoku.

What Huihara Ai told the truth.

If Kyogoku is really the murderer and wants to kill the garden, it can be done in less than 10 seconds.

But Yuanzi and the murderer were in a stalemate in the room for nearly a minute. Kyokushin really didn't have such skills.

"That's right." Xiaolan nodded in embarrassment and smirked.

Kyogoku looked at them calmly, as cold as a piece of wood, and asked, "Someone attacked you?"

"Yes, that man robbed our room. After being hit by the garden, he attacked her. Then, we rushed over and the man ran out along the window." Xiao Lan raised her arm and pointed to her The window near the balcony.

Jing Jizhen walked over, closed the balcony door, and then locked the French windows.

He stood up and said casually: "Perhaps a thief did a good thing? This kind of thing happened once before."

"And, didn't I remind you, remember to close the doors and windows?"

Yuanzi said uncomfortably: "Really, something similar happened here before, why didn't you tell us?"