Conan Super Detective

Tomoaki Shinide pushed Officer Mumu away and ran over.Mumu yelled, "Wait a minute!" Maori said, "If you can, I hope you surrender before your family finds it out." Yoko said, "You are so kind! Those who designed traps are also kind. On the one hand..." Dongma said, "No, not for you, but for Miss Guang."

Shindai Chiaki and Yoko were shocked when they heard this.

"You are the one who set up this killing agency, but the person who opened the switch is responsible for the execution is Miss Guang. Although it is not intentional, if she knows the truth, she will think that she killed people, and maybe she will be in the shadow of crime all her life. Spend."

Only then did Yoko understand, "Then when you simulated the first power outage, you said it had nothing to do with the outage..."

"Yes, that's why I came out alone."

"Here I have a proposal to change the method of murder. It is said that Mr. Yoshihiro was fainted with drugs, and then the wire of the timer was put into the water, and the timer was used to make him electrocuted to death. After the power failure, the timer also Then it stopped. In other words, Mr. Yihui was already dead when the power went out for the first time. As for the extension cord of the electric shaver, it was just a trick to deceive Police 447."

Yoko looked relieved, "Although a murderer is a bit stupid to say this, I don't want everyone to hate me for it."

"Then, the deal is concluded, and we can also close work and go home..."

After speaking, Dongma once again recovered his lazy expression, but the new monks realized just how powerful a person is.

As for Conan's concerns, the real reason why Xiaolan and Tomoaki Shinide are so close is that Xiaolan wants to borrow a new sweater and knit one by herself as a model.

Hearing this, Conan was greatly relieved, but then he found that it was a little too difficult for Xiaolan, a female man who was only talented in karate and cooking and was messy in other aspects.

Conan, who was wearing a sweater that almost covered his entire body, whether it was the original body or the current body, was thinking about it dumbfounded.

But he didn't know that Xiaolan also knit one for Dongma, and also sent the sweater that Yingli taught her to knit.

As for whether Yingli acquiesced, no one knew.

0166 Chapter cursed mask (1)

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On the rugged mountain road, Dongma was sitting in the car driven by Pu Si Qinglan.

"Speaking of it, I thought you were a very possessive man, but I didn't expect to lend your favorite twins to Ms. Su Fang?" Changdai, who came here as Dongma's assistant this time, asked suspiciously .

The cold expression makes her look like a superb manager rather than an assistant.

Well, in fact, she is indeed the manager of the God and Demon Brokerage Company.

"Although this guy has a poor reputation, he is a predecessor in the entertainment industry after all, even more senior than Xizi, and her network of relationships is definitely not less than that of an entertainment predator." Dongma smiled coldly. stand up.

"It turned out to be because of this..." Changdai said with such an expression.

"I said Masashiro..." Looking at Masashiro, who still had an indifferent expression, Dongma suddenly showed a weird smile, "Do you know that your expression makes me unhappy every time I talk to you." "

"Then please don't talk to me!" Changdai said without hesitation.

"Is this your attitude when talking to your master?"

After speaking, Dong Ma pressed the disobedient deaconess fiercely under her body and slapped her full-bodied butt.

"But the moment you tear off your indifference mask, when you show this expression now, the kind of peculiar pleasure makes me want-can't stop..." Dong Maxie smiled.

"You really are an out-and-out gentleman... Hmm..." Changdai still said coldly, but the pure-emotional look in her eyes revealed her heart unabashedly.

"At this point, I have to say, you and I are half a catty..." Dongma rushed forward and pressed this glamorous and arrogant girl fiercely under her body, and mobilized fiercely. Impact.

"Ah... I won't succumb...!" This glamorous deaconess sometimes has a second grade.

After teaching her disobedient deaconess to be obedient, Dongma lay comfortably in the back seat, exposing her body just like this, enjoying the soft-faced Changdai's waiting under her.

However, at this moment, Qinglan suddenly stopped the car, and Ju Zhenye, who was sitting in the co-pilot's position, immediately opened the door and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

But Dong Ma discovered at this time that the reason Qinglan had stopped was only because of a thick-sturdy tree trunk blocking the intersection and the familiar trio in a car.

"Uncle Maori, are you also going to Ms. Su Fang's party?" Dongma greeted as he got out of the carriage.

"Yes, Ms. Su Fang specially invited me, a famous detective who claims to have a clear mind even if I fall asleep, and has the title of'Sleeping Kogoro' to participate in the celebrity party tonight, hahahahaha..." Maori laughed without embarrassment.

At this time, Zhenye took a piece of paper from the tree trunk with the characters cut from the newspaper hanging on it. The spelled sentence, "Assist Su Fang's charity performance, you will regret it!"

The inscription is "Cursed the Masked Messenger".

Dongma showed a funny expression, "Speaking of which, who do you think is blocking the big tree on the road?"

"It's probably someone's prank, after all, there will always be some people who are jealous of celebrities like Ms. Su Fang." As always, Maori thought there was nothing.

"Yes, this kind of possibility is the highest..." Dongma smiled non-committal, then motioned Zhenye and Qinglan to move the tree away, and everyone set off again to the villa.

There has just been a spring snow on the mountain here, and there is still snow that has not disappeared.

"The rich man's villa is really beautiful!" Xiao Lan exclaimed.

When everyone parked the car, they saw a man in front of the villa with a camera taking photos of the snow scene and the villa.

Conan was a little surprised, because he recognized that man was the famous photographer Masaki Katagi.

Then two more cars drove over. In the car ahead came a tall man wearing a sweater. Kogoro recognized it instantly. This man was a famous baseball player, Matsudaira Mamoru, 24 years old, known as the home run king. .

Matsudaira also recognized the well-known detective Kogoro Mouri, and Katagiri smiled and said hello.

Dongma asked, "Are you two also guests of the charity party next week?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see the sleeping Kogoro and the goddess demon here. It's really an honor!" Matsudaira laughed boldly.

And Masaki Katagiri obviously knows a little more, "As expected, Ms. Su Fang, who was able to get the new long head of the current entertainment industry, Mr. Kamijou, the boss behind the God and Demon Agency, seems to be the right one this time. Up!"

"Thank you for the compliment. If Mr. Katagiri is interested, you can visit our company at any time, but we are short of teachers with rich experience behind the scenes like you..."

"In other words, the God and Demon Brokerage Company, ready to transform?!" Katagiri reacted instantly and asked in surprise.

"It's not transformation, it's just ordinary business expansion..." Dong Ma said with a smile.

After all, with so many celebrity resources in hand, it seems impossible not to engage in terminal business by yourself.

Although Dongma spoke very lightly, everyone was shocked, and Katagiri showed a look of eagerness. It seemed that he could not wait to board the big ship about to set sail and ride the waves.

At this moment, a beautiful woman with classical beauty walked down in the taxi behind.

The retro black long and straight, with the shawl that she casually puts on her shoulders, she has a lonely and self-admiring temperament.

"Big beauty!" Maori couldn't find Bei for an instant, and looked at the beauty who just got off the car with an obsessive expression.

"It's really no cure..." Conan murmured silently.

But then Xiao Lan also exclaimed, "She is a fortuneteller, Miss Haruka Nagara!"

"Fortune-telling master?" Conan asked suspiciously, with some disdain.