For three minutes and nineteen seconds, with the sound of the key being inserted into the door lock and turning, the heavy and solid iron door opened, and a beautiful young woman appeared in a black strapless dress with long gray hair.

"Mr. Detective, I apologize for detaining you here. After all, no one can believe in strangers for the first time."

"I understand!" Yun Tian said with a smile.

"Huh! Ma'am, are you feeling well?"

The gray long-haired woman said: "Mr. Detective, why do you ask?"

Yun Tian said: "Looking at the lady's face and trembling fingers, you seem to be suffering from a lot of pain."

The gray long-haired woman smiled and said, "Mr. Detective, you are wrong. I have no discomfort."

Yuntian raised his brows and said, "Really? That couldn't be better."

"By the way, something seems to have happened outside. Just now, I faintly heard gunshots."

The gray long-haired woman suddenly became sad, and said: "An unfortunate incident just happened. My sister Dione’s husband Sebo Ai was killed. We need help."

"I'm here for this."

Yuntian sighed: "Someone wrote me to tell me that misfortune would happen here, let me come and stop it quickly."

"Ugh!"

"Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late!"

"Unexpectedly, it is so!"

"Mr. Detective, you should have told us earlier."

Yuntian said: "It's not too late now!"

"can.............!"

Yuntian interrupted the other party and said, "That letter said more than one victim, Ms. Diosa!"

"You...how do you know my name?" Diosy asked in surprise.

He was only surprised that he knew her name, and the suspicion of murder of the sister in front of him was there.

"It's just a detective trick."

Yun Tian said solemnly: "In order to prevent others from destroying the scene of the crime, I think I need to rush as soon as possible, Ms. Diossey."

"Yes!" Diosai took a deep breath and said to Yuntian: "Mr. Detective, please come with me!"

Unlike the room made of stones, Yuntian walked out of the room where he was being held, and found that the buildings outside were all made of wood. He walked on the wooden corridor under the orange light above his head, looking at the walls, one by one. He could only see the body, the mural whose face was covered in mist, Yun Tian looked at the front and his body suddenly returned to normal. The leading Diosy, touched something in his pocket, thoughtfully.

"Hahahaha, this old thing just happened to die. I thought I won't get any assets this time. I didn't expect the opportunity to come."

"Shut up Seld, the one who died is your father!"

"Son? Hahahaha, son? Leave your family property to your son-in-law, that is, you, Affrey, don’t give your son a little bit of property, Ariel Sen, my sister, Affrey’s wife, you say, Saibo Is that man Ai, a worthy father?"

As soon as she followed Ms. Daiosai to the scene of the crime, Yuntian heard a hearty conversation that drew the crowd.

In other words, this inexplicable sense of familiarity is the same thing as swollen. In this situation, the son is not filial, the owner of the house is dogged, fighting for the family property, grievances, grievances, grievances and grievances, the nobles are tearing the daily life, so Yuntian has a sense of seeing the live version of Detective Conan.

Sold, the man who had just sprayed twice, was dressed in colorful and bohemian clothes. His head was dyed green. On the surface, he knew that he was a playboy. Well, he also coveted his old man who had just married. Wife, stepmother's mind.