Conan's Mori Kogoro

The game Stepmei just now cooperates very well, so now is the reward time.

Xiao Bumei was holding the strawberry-flavored ice cream and licking it, her small silkworm frowned slightly, her small tongue spit out and stretched, very cute.

Because this is a large ice cream specially rewarded by Kogoro Moori, Xiao Bumei can't grasp it with one hand, so she must hold it with both hands.

At the moment, the little Lori was obediently focusing on the big strawberry on the ice cream. She raised her head from time to time and looked at Kogoro Moori, and then showed an innocent smile, full of lethality.

Kogoro Mori also smiled back. He looked at the suffering Conan Sanxiao in the surveillance screen, then looked at himself and Ayumi. They were resting comfortably on the sofa here.

This treatment is totally different, and it really makes people feel comfortable.

However, Mouri Kogoro's evaluation of Conan in his heart has been constantly decreasing.

It's been too long to be able to deal with an old addict.

I still have to talk to Bumei, I still have to get closer to Huiyuan when I go out to play, and don't be fooled by these little ghosts.

On the first floor, Conan heard that both Mitsuhiko and Motota had decided to defeat Curator Tsukawa and rescue Ayumi, which happened to have the same intentions, so he nodded in agreement.

He looked at his anesthesia needle watch, now he only has this weapon.

But before that, he was going to verify his ideas.

As a result, San Xiaobi sneaked up the stairs under the command of Conan, hid in the dark, escaped the curator Jinchuan who was on the third floor, and came to the sixth floor.

Conan found the elevator control room, changed the elevator door to manual mode, and then opened the elevator door.

Sanshi stood by the elevator shaft on the sixth floor and waited until the elevator came up.

Mitsuhiko asked puzzledly: "Conan, what are you doing this way?"

Conan turned around, turned his back to the elevator and began to reason pretendingly.

This feeling is really long-lost for Conan. Although the live audience is only Mitsuhiko and Genta, it is enough.

"Do you remember the body of Yutian Kazuo we were looking for today?"

"I smelled a faint smell in this library before, and this smell is smelled on every layer. At that time, I was thinking about where to hide corpses and make the whole library smell smelly. Taste, but I never expected it."

"Until later, when the few of us were about to take the elevator up, after Yuanta followed the elevator, do you remember the overload alarm at that time?"

Yuan nodded, "But isn't this normal? Plus, I'm already more than seven people."

Conan scolded: "Idiot, we are all children, and the added weight is only the weight of two adults. How can we be overweight!"

"In other words, the alarm from the elevator proved that there was another person on the elevator, so if my guess is correct, Tamada Kazuo's body is above the elevator."

"That's why the rancid smell of his body escapes from the elevator shaft and can be smelled on every floor of the library."

Conan turned around confidently, looked at the slowly rising elevator, and was stunned.

Where's the corpse?Where's the corpse?Where is Tamada Kazuo's body?

Why is there nothing on it, this is impossible!There is no other place to hide the body except here.

Yuanta and Mitsuhiko saw that there was no corpse on the elevator, they couldn't help but turned their faces to talk.

"I thought it was a big discovery for us to wait so long here, but I didn't expect it to be bragging!"

"Yes, it seems that Conan didn't learn anything from Uncle Maori!"

"Bumei doesn't want to save, she always does these boring things."

"We should go and defeat the old curator."

Listening to this unconcealed discussion, the veins on Conan's forehead kept jumping.

At this moment, Genta and Mitsuhiko's expressions changed drastically, and they pointed behind Conan in horror, as if seeing a ghost.

Conan rolled his fisheyes dead: "What, you want to pretend to scare me, I won't be fooled."

At this time, a big hand came from behind, grabbing Conan's calf, and an old voice rang.

"Finally caught you, little devil!"

Conan turned his head and saw Curator Jinchuan, whose eyes were red, slowly rising up the elevator, like a zombie in a coffin.

Before Conan struggled, his body was hung upside down.

"You run away!"

With a violent drink, Conan opened the anesthesia watch, aimed at Curator Jinchuan's head, and shot directly.

No more missed this time, the anesthesia needle was in the forehead of Curator Jinchuan.

Curator Jinchuan staggered, his palm was weak, and Conan broke free.

Then his body swayed for a while, seeming to be shaky, but he did not fall down.

Soon, Curator Jinchuan pulled out the anesthesia needle from his forehead, gasped and said, "You, you kid, there are a lot of weird things!"

"It seems I have to kill you first."

Seeing this scene, Conan couldn't believe it, why this anesthetic needle didn't work!

Did the doctor pretend to be a fake medicine? No, it is impossible for the doctor to do such a thing.

Conan's head flashed brightly, remembering the white powder he saw in the reading room on the first floor, and instantly understood.

This curator Jinchuan just took drugs, which caused his body to be extremely excited, and he couldn't even anesthetize the needle.

At this time, the sound of breaking wind rang, and an iron rod slammed towards Conan.

Fortunately, Yuanta pulled Conan a hand, and was not hit.

Conan was dragged by Genta and ran towards the corridor, and the three minors rushed to their lives, and the curator Jinchuan behind panted for breath, and then followed him with an iron rod.

San Xiao pushed aside the reading room on the sixth floor and rushed in.

Conan glanced at this reading room, and continued to cry in his heart.

There was only one exit in the entire reading room, and I was suddenly driven into desperation.

Even if he hides in the reading room on the first floor, I am afraid that he can't hide from the curator Jinchuan who is chasing after him.

Three urinates directly to Jiao Luo at the end of the bookshelf to hide, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

Sure enough, Curator Jinchuan ran in. The first thing he did was to close the door, and then took out a bunch of keys in his arms to lock the door.