Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Conan and Shiliang Zhenchun worked together to deduce the identity and modus operandi of the murderer.

They were quick to demonstrate how to make a big living in a locked box. And the method is just a short tube of rubber dyed a metallic color - put the tube over the lock, which looks like it is locked, but can be opened at any time.

It was in this way that Yugudu used this method to hide the sky and cross the sea, killing Takemu Masato, and then re-locking the box.

As for those apples that were lost out of thin air, Conan believed that the apples had been beaten into juice and drank by Fugudu, which is why he stayed in the preparation room for half an hour.

Yugudu didn't want to admit it, but after Shiliang Zhenchun pointed out that apple seeds are rich in highly toxic cyanide, his horrified expression has proved it all.

As for what evidence he was in a hurry to leave the studio after the body was found, it didn't matter at the moment. Even if the detectives still have no evidence this time, they have grasped the hearts of the people and let Jiang Gudu explain everything honestly.

Shinfan looked at the lively studio, tapped the next line of words on the phone, and pressed the send button.

A few seconds later, on the other side of the city, listening to a subordinate reporting the recent drop in public security work, he received a text message from a close friend.

[Officer Fall Valley, you were taken away by the police. ]

Seeing the content of the text message, Jiang Gu Ling's slightly lifted heart put it back into his stomach.

Fortunately, it's okay, it's not a notice asking him to protect himself after his identity was exposed.

It's just that Jiang Gu Ling was still very confused. He found that he couldn't understand the content of the text messages. What do you mean he was taken away by the police?

Gu Ling wanted to reply to a text message to ask, but before he could do so, he found that the text message had quietly disappeared.

Jing is still so cautious...but!

After thinking about it, Jiang Gu Ling still didn't understand the reason why he sent this message to himself. He even considered whether to call Shinfan and ask him face-to-face, but then he was worried about what to do if Shinfan was inconvenient to answer the phone now. He hesitated, and the day passed.

The next day, Zero Katsutani finally waited for the opportunity to question him face to face—

"So it's just that a criminal with the same surname as me was taken away by the police?" After learning the truth, Jiang Guling was dumbfounded.

In vain, he worried about all night last night, thinking about every possibility, and finally got such a boring answer.

He asked Xinfan helplessly: "Why do you have to text me about this kind of thing?"

"It's nothing." Xin Fan laughed, "I just think your surname is rare, maybe there is something between the two of you, for example, in case he is the great-grandson of your aunt's mother-in-law's nephew's nephew's grandfather... "

"Stop, stop!" Jiang Gu Ling stopped Nobuhan's chanting in time, "As far as I know, I no longer have any living relatives, not to mention,"

He paused, "My aunt's mother-in-law's nephew's aunt's nephew's grandfather's great-grandson doesn't seem to have the same surname as me, right?"

No matter how Xinfan knew, he just scolded it casually.

Just as they were chatting with pay, the wind chime hanging at the door of the Lufeng music classroom rang, and Nobufumi realized that Sila had pushed the door in at some point.

Seeing that the two people inside suddenly looked at her in unison, and one of them was her immediate boss with two jobs, Sila panicked and stammered: "Hold, sorry, the door is not locked, I just came in..."

Nobuman shifted his gaze to a certain black leather: "Anshi-kun, didn't you put the 'closed business, do not disturb' sign outside?"

Rei Furuya looked innocent: "I thought Mr. Asano, you've already hung up."

Saying that, Jiang Gu Ling took out a cleanly wiped sign from a pile of class schedules that had long since fallen into dust, and hung it on the doorknob of the glass door.

"Uh..." Syrah was a little embarrassed, "I haven't come to work for a long time. Is the business of the music classroom so bad?"

Contrary to Lufeng Music Classroom, Shiraz, who inherited the enemy's industry, has made the Zongshan family's industry bigger and bigger, and its development momentum can even compete with the original Suzuki consortium. Sila even began to think about whether to inject funds into the Lu Feng music classroom in the name of the Zongshan family to save his boss's precarious industry.

Hearing the words, Xinfan said bitterly, "It's all my fault that I don't know people well, and the employees I recruited tend to be absent from work, which has caused the music classroom to operate like it is now."

The number one absentee seed player Sila: "…"

No. 2 Absenteeism Seed Player · No Admit · Furuya Zero: "Although the music classroom is not operating well, I think Mr. Asano's other industries are developing well, especially the Iroha sushi restaurant next door, which is already a small rice flower town. Famous food."

Nobuyuki glanced at someone.

Nice to say! Obviously he has a more conspicuous face and a more tongue-in-cheek flickering ability than Curacao, but he refuses to make good use of his own conditions to create value for the company. Amuro Toru is really detrimental to his title of working emperor.

Sira still didn't know Amuroto's true identity. He came here today to formally report to Shinfan, so he turned his eyes to Shinfan.

No need for Shinfan to say anything, Jiang Gu Ling took the initiative to propose: "The piano room inside is empty. If you have something to say, you can go to the piano room."

As a veteran employee of the Lufeng music classroom, Sila did not know the specific layout of the music classroom. Rei Fakutani took him and Nobunaga all the way to the tidy piano room, and then closed the door thoughtfully.

Syrah opened the door suspiciously and looked out, and found that Amuro had returned to a position in the hall where he would never eavesdrop on their conversation. Sila was still not at ease, and checked the piano room again, inside and out, and confirmed that nothing was installed uncleanly.

Nobunaga found a comfortable sofa in the piano room and sat down, calmly watching Silas busy, before he said, "Is there any results for what I asked you to investigate?"

"Yes." Hearing Nobuban's voice, Syrah immediately moved a piano bench and sat honestly across from him, "I asked someone to investigate the origin of the sheriff, he was an orphan and lived in until he was sixteen. In an orphanage in Stockholm. When he was an adult, he worked as a gangster for a few years. He also broke into a house and robbed a local wealthy gentleman. He was arrested twice by the police, but he was finally acquitted. Later, I don’t know what happened. , he suddenly became a policeman and solved several suspicious cases."

Shinfan was surprised: "He turned out to be a gangster?"

This was completely different from the impression the sheriff had given him at first.

Sila nodded and handed a document to Nobufan: "I heard that all the children in the orphanage where he is from will be named 'Swan'. I asked people to investigate, and the result is here."

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