I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

The drizzle was hazy, and people in the city opened up their umbrellas. Many people became depressed because of the rain, but the children were not affected. They liked special activities on rainy days, such as stepping on puddles.

Although the three of Bu Mei did not participate, their faces were filled with smiles that were completely opposite to the rainy day. Bu Mei's voice was as clear as a bell: "I don't know if Conan is at home or not. It won't be fun if not."

It is rare that Yuanta did not say anything about eating, and she also kept a smile on her face: "Yes, we finally thought of the puzzle."

Guangyou was holding an umbrella and walking side by side with Xiao Ai. The big umbrella protected the two people’s bodies well from being drenched by a drop of rain. Guangyou glanced at Xiao Ai next to him: "Xiao Ai, do you like rain? ?"

Xiao Ai bowed her head slightly: "I don't like it very much. The day I escaped from the organization was also rainy, I..."

"It was my fault. I forgot that there was another one." Guangyou said apologetically.

Xiao Ai shook her head: "It's okay."

No matter how slow the two walked, they kept up with the Bumei trio who were waiting for the green light, and a hint of happy flush appeared on their faces inadvertently.

Yuanta also murmured, "The appearance of Conan surrendering is really exciting."

Hearing this, Xiaowei's mouth showed a smile, and Guangyou's mouth twitched slightly: "Are you three underestimating the Conan goods."

The three people's resentment towards Conan is not ordinary...

Stepmi retorted, "We finally figured it out this time!"

"Why are you three giggling?"

Conan's voice immediately awakened the three people who were still imagining.

Bumei’s face was full of expectation. She couldn’t wait to see Conan kneeling on the ground and surrendering to them. She ran a few steps ahead and said to Conan: “Conan, the three of us thought of an ultimate puzzle quiz. ! We just wanted to find you at your house!"

"Q&A?"

Conan was disdainful in his heart. He was not aiming at anyone, but at the three children of Step Mei. He was also helpless in his heart. Even if he came to question and answer, he would lose if he couldn't answer!

"Listen well, when we asked Huiyuan-classmate what you think Conan is like, she looked at the moon and said, "It can't be regarded as summer."

For this question, Mitsuhiko gave two options: "One is that classmate Huiyuan is complimenting you, and the other is that classmate Huiyuan is belittling you. Guess which one is the answer?"

"Hey, the confidence of the three is overwhelming, so I used the word guess." Guangyou had to applaud the confidence of the three.

But the face was not late this time. After listening to the three people’s questions, Conan thought about five breaths and came up with the answer: "I see, the answer to this question is two! Because the moon in summer is mainly It is the three months of six, seven and eight, which means it is not a normal person."

The loss on the faces of the three of them is already overflowing. The puzzle they finally thought of only supported five breaths and then was solved. Amy, who has always been Conan's little fan, quickly sorted it out. Emotion, praised: "It's amazing!"

Ayumi is okay, but the other two people are not in such a good mood. Yuanta raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky: "Really, it's not fun at all!"

"So, what were you three laughing at just now?" Conan didn't fluctuate in his heart and even wanted to laugh.

Guangyou yawned and explained to the three of them: "They are thinking that you can't answer the riddle and admit defeat."

At this moment, the green lights of the traffic lights were flashing crazily. Yuanta hurriedly thought about crossing the road when she found out, but at this moment, a deep and magnetic voice directly made everyone stay where they were.

"The flashing of the green light means the same as the flashing of the yellow light. It is to remind you that you should wait for the next green light to pass."

The owner of the male voice is dressed in a suit, has a square face and dangled eyebrows. The word Guangyou thinks that he is not angry with himself.

Mitsuhiko sighed, "It's really uncomfortable to be scolded for no reason."

Bu Mei comforted: "People are concerned about our safety after all, but this uncle looks a bit vicious."

Conan turned his head and glanced at the uncle just now, and said, "Then I should ask the question. Can you guess what the uncle does?"

The three were at a loss. They were still young and didn't have Conan's observation ability. The answer was pure guessing.

"Well the school teacher?"

"If it's a salesman, he didn't bring a suitcase."

"Could it be the eel rice seller?"

Yuanta’s answer made Guangyou dumbfounded, and said, “This uncle is a criminal policeman. The aura cultivated by police officers for a long time is difficult to cover up. Second, he opens his mouth to stop us from crossing the road. Third is the most important thing. One point, didn’t you see that this uncle is holding the police manual?"

"It seems so." The three laughed awkwardly.

The green light was also chilling at this time. As soon as everyone walked across the road, they heard a few dull voices behind them, and everyone saw the uncle fell to the ground just now.

Conan just turned his head subconsciously just now. He just saw the uncle being attacked and hurriedly wanted to rush to the uncle's side, but the red light turned on and Conan wanted to run the red light, but the drivers didn’t know and ignored Conan’s passing by Conan. .

After Conan cursed secretly, he hurriedly greeted Bumei and the others to call for an ambulance, while Conan went around the overpass to get to the opposite side of the road, but the person who attacked the uncle had already run away.

The pedestrians on the street just saw the painful uncle holding his chest. When Conan saw that he could not find the murderer, he gave up the idea of ​​chasing him. He ran to the uncle’s side and squatted down and asked: "Hold it, uncle, do you know it? Who attacked you!"

The uncle's eyes were extremely wide and blood-red. His mouth opened slightly to say but he couldn't say anything. He could only use his right hand to grasp the pocket in front of his left chest, and wailed at Conan in pain.

It seemed that he had exhausted his energy. The uncle closed his eyes after this action last night and released his hand. Conan sighed, knowing that the uncle might not be able to save him.

The rest of the people hurried to the phone booth after the phone call. The raindrops hit the uncle, and the blood spread with the rain. Pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, and there was a pity and pity in their eyes.

Guangyou arrived one second after Conan, but when Guangyou arrived, the uncle had already lost his breath. If he didn't, Guangyou could still hold him for a while, but the uncle's injury made him lose his vitality very quickly.

The murderer took the pistol and fired three shots on the uncle’s chest, not to mention the close distance. The distance between the three bullets was very close. The internal organs were bleeding to a certain extent, and the uncle used a lot of strength to grab him. His chest promoted his blood circulation, which left a clue to Conan but it was not obvious, but leaving the clue also accelerated his own death.

The rain is getting bigger....