Conan Super Detective

Mitsuhiko and Genta didn’t get much better. Genta just pretended to be calm and said, “It doesn’t matter, even if he wants to scare us, there are so many people in the corridor, we just need to call for help!”

Hearing that Dongma Xiaoai and Conan rolled their eyes together, they are just shaping their appearance as an artist, don't you really need to be so scared?

Mitsuhiko, who had been silent on the other side, seemed to be comparing his sister and Mr. Onizuka which was more terrifying, but soon he came to the conclusion that the sister who lives together every day is more terrifying, so he can only bite. Go up and knock on the door.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, a fat man suddenly ran over and whispered: "No! Mr. Onizuka is still sleeping!"

"Does that guy sleep?" the three little ghosts asked with stunned faces.

At this time, the door of the lounge was suddenly opened, and the devilish ghost mound came out as if 313 had just woke up.

Then he still said in a terrifying voice: "Of course I want to sleep, if you don't sleep, you won't be able to reserve magic power! Ahahahaha..."

Hearing the terrifying laughter, Mitsuhiko still bit his scalp and handed over the signature plate and the signature pen, and his hands trembled because of fear = shaking badly.

"Yes, sorry, if you can, please sign me!"

"En?" Onizuka looked at him strangely.

"I, my sister is a fan of yours, she told me to get your autograph before I came!" Mitsuhiko said, holding back his fear.

Hearing this, Onizuka's mood seemed to improve a lot, so he immediately took what was in Mitsuhiko's hand, and held the signature pad in one hand, and the signature pen with the pen cap bit off in the other, with a vague voice. Asked: "What about the name?"

"Chaomei! Chaoyang, beautiful beauty!"

Onizuka nodded and continued to write: "Well, to the believers to be beautiful..."

Then he covered the signature pen and exchanged his signature to Mitsuhiko.

And I didn’t forget to add, "In this way your sister is a member of our demons! Ahahahaha..."

Chapter 1053 The Devil Of The TV Station (3) The Second More

Amidst Onizuka's frenzied laughter, Sister Takeda ignored him at all, but went straight into the room and found several origami cranes on the table.

"A lot of origami cranes!" Sarong shouted around the paper cranes.

"Paper crane paper crane!" Hui did not agree.

"Did you fold this yourself?" Sa Rong asked curiously after looking at it for a while.

"Yes, during the waiting time, a little experience of human games is a good experience, isn't it?" Onizuka smiled arrogantly, but this should be the role of idols, usually many professional artists once Determine the image, then even in daily life will maintain this state.

Of course, in the celestial arts circle, there are probably not many such artists.

"But there are a little bit of folds today, only five..." Onizuka seemed dissatisfied when looking at the five colored origami cranes on the table.

"Then what is this ruler used for?" Sarong picked up the ruler curiously.

"What is it for? What is it for?" Ewei still agreed.

"With a ruler, the paper cranes can be folded more beautifully and neatly." Onizuka explained.

"However, if the devil still plays origami, won't the image collapse?" Sarong asked again.

"Collapse! Collapse!" Still painted.

"Yes, you two little ghosts! So this matter is also kept secret from the believers of this uncle!"

Talking about Onizuka's expression again showed an extremely gloomy expression, and the three of Bumei were so scared that tears began to flow.

"So if you dare to leak the secrets, be careful that I kill you with a curse!!!"

"Yes!!!" The three little ghosts immediately said this answer in the most docile tone.

Suddenly the fat man took out a strange mirror from the bag and said, "Mr. Onizuka, this is the mirror you want."

Taking the mirror with the devil statue engraved on the back, Onizuka immediately smiled with satisfaction: "Oh! That's right! That's it! With this, even a person who loves dressing room makeup can feel relieved!"

But at this moment, Onizuka suddenly whispered.

"What's wrong?" The fat man who seemed to be Onizuka's manager asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, it seems that the contact lens is misplaced..." Onizuka closed his right eye, turned and walked into the lounge room.

"Would you like to come in too? Anyway, they are already here."

So with the invitation of the agent, Dongma and others entered Onizuka's lounge.

"By the way, I also bought eye drops!" The agent took out a bottle of eye drops from the shopping bag and said, "You used up the original."

"En, then you can put it there." Onizuka looked back and nodded.

At this time, Dongma suddenly discovered that Onizuka's takeaway seemed very strange, "Tianfu Pavilion, Quequexuan, Ronglin'an...Three Chinese restaurants in different places, but they smelled like ordinary Chinese food. Cooking.'

"Are these all takeaways that Mr. Onizuka eats alone?" Dongma asked casually with a little doubt.

The agent nodded and replied, "Yes, Mr. Onizuka is very picky about taste..."

"Huh! That's because human food doesn't match my taste at all." Onizuka said coldly.

However, Dongma looked strangely at the five origami cranes and five cigarette butts on the table, and then was attracted by the sound of police cars coming from outside. At the same time, other people gradually heard the sound of police cars...and, The sound of the ambulance!

"Could it be that something happened nearby?" Ayumi asked strangely, and immediately ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the lounge with Mitsuhikomoto and looked down, just to see all the police cars parked in this TV station building. Downstairs.

When everyone was wondering what was going on in this building, suddenly the rest room was knocked on the door.

The agent immediately opened the door and apologized: "Sorry, we will go to the studio right away!"

However, the staff of that TV station said in a panic: "No, no, it's the president of your firm...the president, something has happened!"

It seems that the panic in his heart has reached the extreme, and even his own breathing can't be controlled.

But he still remembered his mission, so he immediately took the people who were puzzled, or faintly guessed something through Lenovo, to the lounge where their company president was on the second floor.

"This is it!" the staff member said hurriedly.

Onizuka directly twisted the door handle regardless, and the moment he opened the door and entered, he suddenly saw a middle-aged silver-haired man lying on the coffee table in the center of the room with a knife stuck in his back and facing the door.

"Company, president!!!"

Looking at the surprised Onizuka and the agent, Dongma suddenly understood that the man who died in the room should be the president of the artist office they called.

Soon Miwako also led the team to the scene and asked Ono to do some preliminary investigation results.

"The deceased was the president of the Arts Agency, Noriko Urushahara, 47 years old, and the presumed death time was around 1 pm. The cause of death was excessive bleeding caused by this knife wound."

Saying that Ono closed his notebook, then turned to look at the TV station staff who had just notified them.