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!Shimoda is a crazy murderer after all, his attitude is so perfunctory, it is normal.

But Sakai's attitude is very inappropriate.

As an adult male, his attitude was so casual when his female companion was attacked, he even smiled...

It's simply undue beating.

"You men are really unreliable. It seems that when we encounter danger, we girls can only protect ourselves." Teacher Mihara shook his head helplessly.

Conan's mouth twitched.

How did he feel that he was scolded together?Is this an innocent lying gun?

Ze Yu didn't care.

After all, he is now a boy, not a man, only Conan, a pseudo-child, has always treated himself as an adult.

"You talk slowly, my stomach seems a little uncomfortable, go to the toilet first." Teacher Mihara stood up suddenly and walked towards the toilet.

The next moment, the door bell of the villa rang suddenly, and everyone in the room looked at each other.

Shimoda was a little silent and didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere. Seeing this, Shimoda let out a sigh of relief and quickly stood up, wanting to open the door.

"Let's go there too, maybe Mr. Sugiyama is here?" Mr. Nakamura smiled.

Everyone nodded, then left the room and walked over to open the door.

Only the garden was left lying on the bed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ms. Yonehara, who had originally made an excuse to go to the bathroom, suddenly slipped into the room and carried Sugiyama's body from under the bed.

Then, she quickly left the room.

On the other side, everyone who walked to open the door found that there was no one outside, and only a string of messy footprints were left in the snow.

"Who is playing the prank?" Shimoda frowned suspiciously.

"Maybe it was the murderer who attacked Yonehara-sensei and the others?" Nakamura-sensei guessed.

"Follow him, since there is no one, let's go back first." Sakai said casually, then closed the door and walked towards the room.

Everyone nodded, and then returned to the room.

After about half an hour, Miss Yonehara looked a little ugly and walked into the room.

"Ms. Yonehara, why did you go to the toilet for so long? Are you okay?" Teacher Nakamura asked with concern.

"Diarrhea." Teacher Mihara said glumly, clutching his stomach.

"No?" Teacher Nakamura blinked in surprise: "After we arrived at the villa, haven't we eaten anything?"

"It was probably in the morning or at noon, I accidentally ate the wrong thing, right?" Teacher Mihara said casually.

"Then you have to pay attention."

"Ok."

The voice fell, and the room fell into silence, looking a little dull.

At this time, the door bell of the villa rang suddenly.

"Ding Dong..."

"Why is it ringing again? Who is ringing the doorbell?" Shimoda was very upset, cursing, and walked over to open the door.

He opened the door of the villa and saw Shanshan leaning against the wall at first glance.

Shimoda breathed a sigh of relief, the dissatisfaction on his face disappeared, and a relaxed smile appeared.

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Sugiyama is fine.

"Sugyama, it's you, why are you here now? We thought something happened to you."

"Wait... why are you unresponsive? Don't scare everyone!"

Shimoda frowned slightly, feeling something was not right, but he forcibly resisted the anxiety in his heart, stretched out his hands, and wanted to help him into the villa.

But just when his palm touched Sugiyama's body...

I saw that Shanshan fell straight down, like a stiff wood, and fell in front of the villa.

Seeing this scene, everyone standing behind Shimoda fell into silence again.

Nakamura-sensei looked over in surprise and found that Suiyama fell to the ground, his eyes widened, his expression stiff, and his body was still covered with a lot of snow.

Obviously there is no breath.

"what!"

Nakamura-sensei's expression became horrified, and then he screamed later.

"What's the matter? Mr. Sugiyama, wake up!" Ms. Yonehara squatted down quickly, shaking his body with worry.

Others thought that Ms. Yonehara was really worried. Only Zeyu knew that Ms. Yonehara was completely acting.

Obviously, taking advantage of the moment when everyone left the room, and the half an hour when Miss Mihara made an excuse to go to the bathroom, she had already handled everything properly.

Ze Yu stood aside, yawned boredly, and said casually: "Don't look at it, he is dead."

"Why... why is this?!" Shimoda was a little broken, he turned his head, looked at Ze Yu, and questioned: "You just said that Sugiyama may be dead, so, did you do something? "

"You killed Sugiyama?"

Hearing his questioning, Ze Yu just looked at him with idiot eyes, and vomited: "Please, are you kidding me?"

"I am a seven-year-old kid who can kill an adult alone? Can I also kill you now?"

Shimoda was silenced by Zeyu's words, not knowing what to say.

Only Xiaolan looked helpless.

She knows that Xiao Yu does have the power to kill adults alone.

Xiaolan even thought that if there were no guns, even an army of a thousand people would not be able to stop the full-fire Xiaoyu.

In her opinion, Xiaoyu, who is so powerful that he can destroy cars at will, will he die with this punch?

Therefore, it is too simple for Xiaoyu to kill Sugiyama.

But there is no reason.

Moreover, Xiao Lan also had no room to believe that Xiao Yu definitely couldn't be that kind of person.

What murderer?It's all slander!

Shimoda was silent for a while, and said in a low tone, "How did Sugiyama die?"

"Perhaps it was frozen to death, right?" Ze Yu rolled his eyes: "I didn't kill him. How could I know?"

Conan squatted down, raised his finger to Sugiyama's neck, and said with a serious face: "He was strangled to death, and there are traces of strangulation on his neck."

Huihara held his hands in mourning, and said coldly, "So, the one who killed him and the one who attacked Mihara-sensei and the others are the same people?"

"Yes." Conan nodded: "Moreover, his body has become tough. This is the so-called'stiffness after death'."

Mr. Nakamura, who knows a little about this phenomenon, said in surprise: "In this case, Mr. Sugiyama has been dead for more than nine hours?"

"So..." Shimoda's body couldn't help shaking, and said in horror: "Who actually pressed the doorbell just now? Where is that person?"