I am a good doctor from Stealing Pens and crossing Conan

"That, sister Xiaolan." Conan held the cup and looked up at Mao Lilan (?o?o?).

"Conan." Xiaolan asked with a smile, "Do you want to go with me too?"

Conan took out a purple earring phone and handed it to Xiaolan, and said with a smile, "You can take this with you."

"It will come in handy just in case."

Mao Lilan was a little hesitant: "What if?"

"Just take it with you." He Ye persuaded: "Although I don't know Conan very well, I always feel that he will be jealous of you."

Lin Qingzhu nodded: "Anyway, it doesn't hinder anything. It's better for girls to be safe outside. By the way, isn't Conan the sister-in-law?"

Sensing two gazes on him, Conan blushed slightly and took a sip of tea in a concealed manner.

Please, why am I jealous!And Lin Qingzhu, who looks serious on the surface...

"By the way, what does sister control mean?" Xiaolan was a little puzzled.

"Yeah, it doesn't sound very serious." He Ye was thoughtful.

"A complex refers to people who have a pure or impure yearning for sister-type girls. In summary, it is a complex of admiration for older sisters." Lin Qingzhu explained to several people with a blank expression.

"Ah?!" Xiaolan's face turned red instantly.

what the hell? !This guy Lin Qingzhu!Conan blushed instantly with anger, he was obviously a few days older than Lan!

Lin Yuzhu turned her head to glance at her brother.

Several people watched the two girls get into the car, and Rob Taylor drove away.

People at the banquet continued to do their own things, and the five men returned to the place where they had just eaten. Uncle Mao Li was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly because he was drunk.

After closing the door, Conan's face was serious: "There is indeed something wrong with the two of them."

Hattori Heiji looked towards the direction outside the door: "I think so too."

"Don't you think that American is strange?" Lin Yuzhu frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Conan looked at his little classmate.

"The worship can be done at dawn tomorrow. Why do you have to go to the grave at night, when it's dark?" Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips: "Isn't it strange?"

"Is it strange?" Conan scratched his head: "Didn't he say, go now, the moonlight can just shine into the valley, and it may be because of the death of an acquaintance, so he is eager to visit."

"If it's urgent, how can I still be in the mood to see the moonlight shining on the valley, and it's not right to enjoy the scenery when worshiping." Lin Yuzhu looked at Conan and analyzed seriously.

Hattori Heiji looked at Conan and a child who was about the same age, discussing back and forth, with a look of surprise, and looked at Lin Yuzhu with a strange expression. Is this child... the same as Kudo?

"His reasoning is a bit flimsy indeed."

Lin Qingzhu glanced at the young boy and nodded in agreement: "Aren't you afraid of bumping into ghosts when sweeping graves in the middle of the night?"

Conan was speechless: "Brother Qingzhu, you must believe in science."

Lin Qingzhu glanced at him: "I believe Ke Xue, if a special substance may escape after death, which is similar to the composition of the soul, then there may be ghosts in the world."

Zhang Qiling looked at him and nodded: "There is a puppet."

Lin Qingzhu nodded slightly at Zhang Qiling, and continued:

"And even if you don't know how to bump into ghosts, it's quite scary to run into ghost fire."

Hattori Heiji and Conan froze for a moment: "Yes, it makes sense."

"Brother, the will-o'-the-wisps are actually pretty pretty." Lin Yuzhu looked up and commented.

Lin Qingzhu was speechless: "Actually, I think so too."

Hattori and Conan instantly poked eyes at the same time.

…………

"Big brother! Big brother!"

After sobering up, Takeda Yuzo went around and couldn't find anyone, so he shouted anxiously in the yard.

Takeda Ryuji opened the door suspiciously: "What's the matter? Yuzo."

"I didn't even see my elder brother, and I couldn't find anyone else anywhere." Yong San stepped forward to explain.

Long Er: "What?!"

Hattori Heiji: "How could it be?"

Conan: "Where's the warehouse?!"

"Have you looked for the warehouse yet?!"

Takeda Yuzo also sensed something was wrong, with cold sweat already appearing on his face: "I searched everywhere, but I just didn't see it."

"What about the second floor of the warehouse? Isn't it there too?" Hattori Heiji asked.

Takeda Yuzo responded vaguely.

"That's weird." Long Er looked in the direction of the warehouse suspiciously: "The window on the second floor of the warehouse is actually open."

"Two people hanged themselves there. Everyone avoids that place, so they shouldn't get close to it."

Lin Yuzhu looked up and said in a low voice, "Brother, something must have happened to that person."

Lin Qingzhu nodded: "It's probably cold."

Hua Lengfeng watched the live broadcast with relish:

[Your sarcastic remarks are also quite cold. 】

Chapter 155 The Shadow of Childhood: The Beautiful Pansi Hole

The night is dark, silent and gloomy, the sky is like a huge black curtain, the wind outside is howling, and the rustling of the leaves can be heard from time to time.

A group of people cautiously tried to go to the opposite warehouse. Takeda Ryuji turned on the light, and the warehouse instantly lit up.

"Look, the stairs are over there." Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up instantly, and he rushed up with Conan.

Takeda Ryuji had time to make Erkang's hand.

Lin Qingzhu looked at the two people in a hurry, and followed the others upstairs unhurriedly.

"Hurry up and bring something like an ax over here, move quickly!" Conan's anxious voice came from above.

"The door was locked again?" Lin Qingzhu found this scene very familiar for some reason.

Conan nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Lin Qingzhu was speechless for a while, he had an ominous premonition that he might be happy to mention a new job in the future, kicking the professional door.

"Get out of the way, I'll come." Lin Qingzhu walked upstairs, and Conan and Hattori also recalled something, and looked happy.

Bang!

The door lock instantly deformed under the tremendous force, Lin Qingzhu retracted his legs, put his hands loosely in the pockets of the windbreaker, and looked up into the room.

This is? !

Everyone was startled, and their pupils constricted violently.

A person was entangled with various silk threads and hung in the air, with his feet off the ground, forming a loose spider web, like a prey caught by a spider and bound by a huge spider web.

One of the childhood shadow series.

Now it feels like a pansi hole.

Speaking of it, it seems that in the last world, clouds were hung in a similar way, but that was a real poisonous spider web.

"Big... big brother." Long Er and Yong San couldn't believe it.

"Quick! Call an ambulance!" Long Er hurriedly shouted to his wife next to him.

"it is good!"

Lin Qingzhu looked at Yangzi Takeda and was puzzled for a moment, why Japan likes to ask women to call, call the police, call an ambulance, call various...

"You are all wrong." Hattori Heiji's voice came from the front: "It is not the ambulance that is called, but the police. His body is cold."

"At this rate, death must have been at least an hour."

Lin Qingzhu also walked into the room, put on gloves, and took a rough look at the corpse:

"Indeed, the corpse showed a slight rigor state, the masseter muscles, cervical muscles, and facial muscles were stiff, the mandibular joint was fixed, and there were no obvious corpse spots."

As he spoke, Lin Qingzhu looked at his watch: "The time of death was about nine o'clock. The fatal injury was on the back of the head. The cause of death should be head injury and suffocation."

Yong San was startled: "I said, don't talk nonsense."

"Don't come in!" Hattori Heiji said with a serious face, "This might be a murder scene."

Several people were shocked: "Murder?!"

服部平次点头：“我收到的那份信上说，今晚又会有活生生的木偶惨遭始。发'于.小'说.群:9？:8；0：2?0，5：8,5.6，蜘蛛毒手。可见已经有人预言会有命案了。”

"This is what you're talking about?" Lin Qingzhu took out an envelope from his pocket: "Speaking of which, the person who sent the letter might be the murderer."

"After all, this kind of prophecy is generally similar to a fortune teller telling you that you will have a bloody disaster today, and then they will beat you up."

"What?" Hattori Heiji blinked for a moment, and also took out the entrustment letter he had received: "But what you said is indeed reasonable. By the way, you also received this letter."

Lin Qingzhu nodded: "Otherwise, why would I come here suddenly."

"It's true. Judging from the literal meaning of the letter, there have been accidents here before, so I want to come here to prevent tonight's murder."

Hattori Heiji looked at Lin Qingzhu next to him: "You should have the same idea, right?"

Lin Qingzhu coughed lightly: "Actually, because I'm not busy recently, I wanted to go out with my cousin and younger brother to relax. At this time, I just received this entrustment letter..."

Hattori Heiji and Conan were speechless (#－.－).

"I didn't expect the tragedy to happen." Hattori Heiji put away the letter and sighed.

Yong San stammered: "By the way, who are you?"

Hattori Heiji raised his head and smiled confidently: "My name is Hattori Heiji, and I'm a well-known detective in Kansai."

Long Er was stunned: "Detective!"

Yongzo: "I have heard about you. I heard that there is a very young but very shrewd young detective in Osaka."