Blessings for the Daily Life of the Second Dimension

: Today's eighth shift

Chapter 2 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━? Licking a dog is terrible ([-])

After being identified by Qianye, Songtian also showed a hint of panic, but he quickly recovered and looked at Qianye with a proud face.

"Yes, I did move the bed in the room, but this house is a guest room, and Mr. Yoshida arranged it for me. I feel that the position of the bed is a little uncomfortable. Is it enough to move it?"

"This guy!"

After seeing Matsuda's smug expression, Conan and Hattori Heiji showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

This law is a guilt sentence. To prove a person's guilt, he must produce evidence of his crime.

But according to the current situation, Matsuda's behavior is indeed reasonable and legal, and even if he gets it in court, he will not be convicted of any crime. After all, he just moved the bed in his room, and the deceased accidentally fell down, and Matsuda has nothing to do with it.

"Mr. Matsuda, if you don't curse the deceased at the last minute, there must be a sparseness in every hundred secrets. I really have nothing to do with you this time."

With that said, Qianye took out a cell phone, and Matsuda's expression changed immediately after seeing the cell phone.

He had already recognized it, and it was the dead man's cell phone.

If a normal mobile phone fell from such a high floor, it would definitely be shattered, but unfortunately the deceased was a very nostalgic person who did not use a smartphone, but a very retro Nokia, even if he fell from such a high floor. , the phone still has no problems.

"The deceased grabbed the curtains before he fell downstairs, and for a few seconds he pressed the phone's record function, so your curse on him has been recorded."

With that said, Qianye pressed the play function of the phone and released Matsuda's curse on the dead.

"You bastard, go to another world and take care of your crimes!"

After hearing the recording, Matsuda also showed a wry smile, knelt on the ground and stretched out his hands.

"It's all to blame for that bastard. That bastard deceived my junior sister's feelings, and then kicked her away so hard that she couldn't think of suicide. I just wanted to avenge my junior sister!"

"What does the junior sister you said have to do with you? It's scary to lick the dog!"

Matsuda was taken away by the police for murder, and Qianye and Conan also went to the police station as witnesses together with Officer Mumu to take notes.

Everyone left the meeting, and Judy, who returned to her room, frowned.

"What's the matter, why does that guy feel so familiar, it's absolutely impossible to have this feeling if you just watched it on TV.

But his character doesn't look like someone from an organization..."

Judy Saint Timilion is not Judy's life, her real name is Judy Sterling, she is a detective, and also Akai Shuichi's girlfriend.

A year ago, Chijin Xiuyi's lurking operation failed because of her, and she was also suspected. It took a full year for her to clear her suspicions. work.

As a member of her, she has not performed a stealth mission, so everyone she knows is a member.

But after going through all the people she knew, she didn't find Qianye's figure, so she could only think about the organization.

However, Qianye's personality differed too much from the people in the organization. Not only did he not have that kind of organization...the bloody smell that could be smelled from far away, he even had a feeling of sunshine.

After thinking for a while, she gave up the possibility that Qianye was a member of the organization.

"Then where did you meet this guy?"

When Judy was having a headache, a phone call suddenly came on her phone. After seeing the caller ID of Reina Mizuno, Judy frowned speechlessly.

"It's really a headache, why do I know a big star friend? If this goes on, it will probably be exposed in a few days, and then James will kill me.

Ahhh, why are you so unlucky recently!"

Chapter 3 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━? Encounter again ([-])

In fact, only Conan and Hattori Heiji really need to make a transcript. After all, all eyewitnesses only need to have a transcript, Qianye is just a hitchhiker.

After all, although their car was not broken, the front cover was smashed off. Even if the sign of the little angel was on the road, it was easy to be stopped by the traffic police. Miyano Akemi had already called a tow truck and followed it to the repair shop.

"It's alright, Officer Mumu, just send me here, and I'll just walk back by myself."

After asking Officer Mumu to send him to a commercial street near his home, Qianye got out of the car directly. He had not tasted the croquette in the commercial street for a long time, and just on a whim today, he was going to try it.

After parting with Officer Mumu, Qianye wandered around the commercial street.

Although there are supermarkets everywhere now, it is very convenient to buy things, but the commercial streets that can bargain can never be replaced.

After walking around the commercial street for a while, Qianye quickly found a croquette at a meat stall. After buying two croquettes, Qianye decided to find a chair to taste it.

But maybe it was because of the reason that he met Conan just now. His luck wasted too much. Before he could find the chair, he was hit by someone. Although the person was fine, the croquette flew out.

"Hey!"

Looking down, Qianye realized that the person pretending to be him was an acquaintance.

The silver shoulder-length short hair, the black sailor suit, and the high-cold temperament are none other than Sora Ginko, who bears the name of Naniwa's Snow White.

"Silver! Why, this time I met a kidnapper again"

"Qianye-kun! It's not a kidnapper, this time I met a fanatical fan."

After looking at the back and realizing that the other party had caught up, Sora Yinzi grabbed Qianye's hand involuntarily and ran wildly in the commercial street.

"Your physical strength is too poor."

Looking at Kong Yin Zi, who was already tired after taking a few steps, Qianye shook his head without any hesitation, and after pulling her into his arms, a princess hugged her and fled along the side alley. the scope of the commercial street.

"What happened, what happened?"