Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 206 Your Vest I Wear It

However, regardless of the original intention, this precisely hit Nana Koyama's cuteness.

She let out a "wow~" and ran over in her high heels. Seeing that posture, she wanted to kiss the car cover deeply, but considering that it was someone else's kanban car, she kept it in the end and just walked around. It turned twice and said in a high-pitched tone like an aria, "It's a Ferrari F40!"

Others were not so interested in the car, so they glanced at it, recalled the price and performance, then looked away and focused on the current focus, "Why isn't Mr. Xu here?"

Xu Shengyi's name briefly appeared in Bai Shu's notebook, when his soul was in a waiting state.Coupled with the smell of artificial mental retardation around at the moment, the ending of this local tyrant is very clear: let alone a person, his soul has long since disappeared.

But obviously, other people don't know this.

Mori Kogoro glanced down at his watch, and found that it was almost [-]:[-], he couldn't help but rubbed his chin and muttered:
"The guests are here, but the master is still there... I remember that Mr. Xu was very punctual before, why are you so late today? Could it be that after arriving here on time, he found that none of you came, and went back when he got angry Bar."

"...No, and on the way here, we didn't see the return cable car."

Speaking of this, Shiratori Police Department suddenly thought of something, he raised his head suddenly, his coral-shaped bangs flickered, and speculated, "Could he have been attacked by Murakami?!"

"Assault?" Shido moved his ears, put down the camera that was shooting continuously and turned his head, very puzzled, "Why was Mr. Asahi attacked?"

"Oh, I almost forgot about this." The forgetful Mu Mu Police Department slapped their foreheads, beckoned them to sit down, and gave an overview of what happened earlier.

When Mu Mu told the story of the case, Shiratori and Mori Kogoro took the initiative to search everywhere, and of course Conan also took the opportunity to sneak out.

Bai Shu didn't follow them to join in the fun, he pulled a stool and sat down, but just sat down firmly, he suddenly felt something moving slowly at the speed of a turtle inside his coat.

"..." He secretly opened his skirt and looked in his inner pocket, and sure enough, it was the bronze mirror the size of half a palm that had moved.

This means that the "nail" is nearby.

And judging by the way it twisted and drilled all the way down, could it be... in the sea?
Bai Shu lowered his head in confusion, and looked at his feet.

The floor they are currently on is the bottom floor of the Crystal Restaurant.

Further down, there are the pillars supporting the restaurant and the sea.

He just wanted to make some extra money, but he still had to experience what it means to find a needle in a haystack, which is difficult.

According to past experience, the time for the nail to appear ranges from 2 to 8 hours, and the time for the white tree is not enough.

After thinking about the bronze mirror's weak but guiding function, as well as the generous extra money he could get after completing the ticket, he finally persuaded himself to get up with difficulty, and followed slowly to "search".

The others were listening intently to what the Mumu Police Department had to say, and didn't pay much attention to his departure.

Shiroki avoided the Shiratori Mori and Conan who set off first, found an empty room and walked in, then he took off the shell, and before "Fujiwara Naoki" fell to the ground, he called out the door panel and pushed it in with his backhand. The whole set of actions was done in one go.

It only took a few tenths of a second for the expelling shell in front of him to go from empty to agile. "He" was leaning back, but at this moment he suddenly flapped his arms in a rather funny posture, stopping the falling movement.

After regaining his footing and synchronizing Bai Shu's memory in this short gap, the door panel waved to his master with bright eyes, "You don't worry! I'll take care of your body!"

"Don't worry about you ghost, if you dare to mess around, I'll tear you down!" Bai Shu slapped it up, and after successfully suppressing the inexplicable excitement of this silly bird, he pulled away Fujiwara Naoki's coat and took out Bronze mirror, held in hand.

When the bronze mirror came into contact with his hand, it began to be slowly tempered like an iron ingot full of impurities. It became more transparent as a whole and began to blur. It finally no longer looked like a set of handicrafts worth tens of dollars on the wholesale street. up.

After waiting for a while, Bai Shu stretched out his hand and pulled out a string from the door panel, stuck it to the bronze mirror, put the mirror to his feet like walking a dog, and let it roll on the spot to find the direction.

After that, he straightened up and looked at the "person" opposite with his eyes rolling wildly.

Spiritual artifacts share the same mind as their masters, but their personalities are different... In short, looking at its virtues, Bai Shu asked again with uneasiness, "Just try to reduce the sense of existence as much as possible, and you don't deserve to die if you save it." It’s fine if you’re someone, and also, pretend to be like me.”

"I understand, I understand." The door panel immediately leaned against the refrigerator next to it as if boneless, and waved his hand indifferently, "Isn't it just following the water and asking three questions, such a simple thing can be done with a brain Do it!"

"I can't rest assured that, after all, you don't have such a thing as a brain..."

Having said that, what the bird said made some sense. The job seemed to be not difficult, and Bai Shu wouldn't be away for too long.

While talking, the little copper mirror finally found a direction and slowly sank into the ground.

Bai Shu knelt down to take a look, stretched out his hands to hold the smooth ground, and sank himself.

The moment he disappeared into this room, "White Tree" stood up straight, turned 450° on the spot and opened the refrigerator door:

"Undersea restaurant, I really know how to choose a place... This time I must eat enough before leaving, hahahahaha!"

……

When Mu Mu finished talking about the series of events that happened before, the few people who went to search also returned one after another.

Kogoro Mori and the Shiratori police department found nothing, Conan slipped to the stool next to the white tree, and shared his findings in a low voice, "Only one warehouse is locked, and the other rooms can be freely entered and exited, and no trace of Murakami was found. "

"Really?", a perfunctory answer, accompanied by a soft "bang".

As soon as Conan turned his head, Bai Shu opened a can of drink sleepily, raised his head and poured tons of water into his mouth, as if he hadn't drank water in his life.

After filling him, he wiped the corner of his mouth and sighed, "There is nothing to eat, only a bunch of unknown seasonings and a cold drink in the refrigerator... Is this also worthy of being called a kitchen? Bah!"

"...Are you hungry? It's still early for dinner." Conan looked at him speechlessly, "And this restaurant hasn't opened yet, so how could it be possible to put ingredients in it now? If you don't pay attention, it will spoil It’s good to have drinks.”

"Alas...", the life next to him sighed hopelessly.

Conan felt that Baishu's focus and questions were very strange, but thinking about the usual brain circuits of this guy, he was also unpredictable, so he quickly gave up searching and refocused on a few visitors.

(End of this chapter)