The Bad Works of Comics

When a big truck came oncoming, Miwako's father pushed the prisoner away, and he was hit by the truck and died. He was really a sad and respectable person.

Also, when Miwako was a policeman, the person she liked was Matsuda Jinpei, who was transferred from the explosive ordnance disposal squad of the mobile unit of the security department, but he died in a bomb explosion.

A love affair that hadn't started ended in tragedy, which greatly affected Miwako's relationship, and she is still a single older leftover woman.

However, judging from the final result, the person Miwako likes should be her subordinate, Police Officer Takagi.

Of course, it will take a lot of experience and grinding before the two can understand each other's intentions, and then they can come together and establish a relationship.

Misaka doesn't know how far the relationship between the two has progressed now, and whether Misaka Misaka's arrival will ruin the relationship between the two. If there is a chance, Misaka will try to help, the beauty of adults.

After all, Miwako has always been taking care of Misaka Misaka, and she also cares about Misaka, so Misaka can't just sit idly by.

While thinking like this, Last Work stepped in front of Miwako Sato, and said slowly: "Wait a minute, Misaka is going there too, Misaka Misaka announced her decision like this."

"Huh? What were you doing in the past?" Miwako Sato was taken aback, then shook her head and refused, "I'm going to handle the case, now is not the time to mess around."

"Because Misaka Misaka is gone, it will help Miwako sister.

Don't you remember the last coffee shop case, but Misaka told you about the murderer and the modus operandi, Misaka Misaka explained in this way with an accentuated tone. "

"Uh... this... it's really like this."

Miwako Sato thought for a while, last time this kid really helped him solve the murder in the coffee shop.

"Trust Misaka, Misaka Misaka knows the details of many cases."

"I see, you are very powerful, okay?"

Miwako Sato waved her hand lightly, and listened to the last work's words as a joke.

Obviously, she didn't know what Misaka Misaka said was the truth.

"Misaka is already very powerful, Misaka Misaka said that without humility."

"Well then, you can come with me..."

Miwako Sato thought of the inconceivableness of the girl in the last work, maybe it really helped her, so she reluctantly agreed to her request, and then, she confessed to the last work with uneasiness,

"However, after you have gone, you are not allowed to disturb the adults in handling the case."

"Don't worry, sister Miwako, Misaka Misaka knows."

The dull hair on the head of the last work is happily shaking from side to side.

In this way, Miwako Sato drove her red Mazda sports car to the scene of the crime with her last work.

The last work is like a roller coaster experience of Sato Miwako's outrageous driving skills, while silently thinking: This case will not be related to Conan, the Shinigami elementary school student again.

Waiting until the last work followed Miwako Sato to a magnificent villa.

The last work was speechless for a while, because Misaka saw Conan, Mori, and Xiaolan all at once, the classic trio of death.

This is what Misaka Misaka said!

Sure enough, Misaka's premonition became a reality, and Conan, the god of death, once again harmed someone.

Of course, this may have nothing to do with Conan, after all, he didn't kill the person, but the protagonist's death aura on him.

Anyway, from Misaka's point of view, even if it wasn't Conan's fault, he would have to bear it.Because the protagonist Conan, who has the aura of death, always brings others into inexplicable events every time he goes out.

The Last Work silently followed Miwako Sato, quietly listening to a few people on the field narrating the whole case and so on.

Among them, to Misaka's surprise, Conan and the others were followed by a dark-skinned boy who looked like he had returned from Africa, claiming to be the famous high school detective Hattori Heiji from Osaka.

Oh, it turned out to be Conan's good friend, Osaka Black Chicken!The last work can't help but complain secretly in my heart.

Within a few minutes, Misaka already knew the cause of this case.

Today, a famous detective Hattori Heiji, a high school student from Osaka, came to the Mori Office and declared that he would have a contest with Kudo Shinichi. Mori Kogoro thought he was arrogant, so he ignored him and let him sit. Wait on the couch.

But unfortunately, someone came to the door at this time and asked Mori Kogoro to investigate something.

A diplomat's wife came to ask Mori Kogoro to investigate the specific situation of her son's girlfriend, and wanted Mori Kogoro to accompany her on a trip, and then the group of them packed up their things and went to his house with the diplomat's wife.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the scene where the diplomat was poisoned and killed.

Section 301 Chapter 260 Misaka's complaints, Osaka black chicken's depression.

"The deceased is called Tsujimura Dong, 54 years old this year, a diplomat, and there was a detective at the scene where the body was found." Police officer Mu Mu looked at Tsujimura Dong's body and said slowly.

"Yes, that's right, Officer Megure, that's me, Kogoro Mori!" Mori Kogoro looked at Officer Megure with a smile on his face.

Police officer Mu Mu also complained in his heart, why did this man called Mori Kogoro die wherever he went?

It's a pity that I didn't hear about the last work, otherwise I would definitely tell Police Officer Megure that Conan behind Mori Kogoro is the culprit of this situation.

As if feeling the malice of Police Officer Megure, Mori Kogoro turned his head embarrassingly, and explained: "Megure, we were originally invited by Mrs. Tsujimura for another commission, but I didn't expect this to happen. thing."

Officer Meguro nodded slightly, and asked, "So, Maori, is this also a homicide?"

"Well..." Mori Kogoro scratched his head, and said unreliably, "I don't think the deceased had any obvious trauma, maybe... a suicide, or a heart attack, or a natural death.... ..”

Stupid!

The last work curled his lips aside.

Sure enough, according to Mori Kogoro's unreliable law, generally the inferences he makes while awake are completely opposite to the truth.

Well, so naturally, it was a murder.

But this point does not need to be reminded in the last work, because the famous detective Conan can't help it anymore, pointing to Tsujimura's body and saying,

"Can you take a good look at the corpse! This is obviously..."

"Poison!" Hattori Heiji answered from the side.

"That's right, that's right, it's poison." Conan didn't react immediately, and subconsciously answered the words, but after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked at Hattori Heiji.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I thought to myself: As expected, they are a pair of good friends, Osaka black chicken with drum washing machine, um, this cp... Absolutely!

However, Conan, the Shinigami elementary school student, is too active, jumping up and down happily at the scene of the crime every time.

Conan is a primary school student. It stands to reason that he only has time during holidays, so the case basically happened in his free time.

Every holiday, Conan does not rest, and runs to the crime scene, and then he will be seen by the police.

In a short period of time, Conan was present in almost all cases, and the police knew about it.

Even so, did the police never suspect Conan's identity?

No wonder all the cases need to be solved by Conan. All the policemen can hardly think of what Conan is doing. Why is he always on the scene?Maybe it has something to do with IQ.

The last work can’t help but secretly complain: This world is in line with the logic of Conan’s world. The so-called logic in line with Conan’s world means that the body becomes smaller in this world, that is, it exists objectively in the world of Conan.

In line with "science", this effect is achieved through drugs and some kind of scientific reaction, not through superpowers or magic.

On the other side, Hattori Heiji looked at the corpse and said to the people present: "The deceased was poisoned by someone. Look, there is a red spot at the root of his hair, and a suspected Although the needle of the murder weapon was killed with his hands on his face, I think it must have been deliberately arranged like this after being poisoned."

Mori Kogoro didn't want to lose face like this, and said, "This may also be suicide..."

"Hey, don't you understand now?" Hattori Heiji interrupted Mori Kogoro, and continued: "Look at this corpse, the lips and tips of hands and feet of the deceased have turned purple, and there are still spots on the conjunctiva. Bleeding points, these all indicate that he died of suffocation.

But the strange thing is that there is no trace of the deceased being strangled or drowned here, so it is most likely that he was poisoned to death.

And judging from the temperature of the body and the lack of stiffness and dead spots on the body of the deceased, we should have been poisoned to death about 30 minutes before we entered the study, and the murderer lived nearby. "

"Who are you?" Police Officer Meguro asked.

Hattori Heiji took off his hat, exposing his black forehead and said, "My name is Hattori Heiji, and I'm a detective just like that guy Kudo!"

Officer Megure had obviously heard the name before, and said, "Oh, so you are Hattori Heiji!"

"Megure. Who is this guy?" Mori Kogoro asked unhappily.

Officer Megure immediately explained: "He is the son of Hattori Heizo, the current director of the Osaka Police Station, who is in high school, Hattori Heiji."

"What? He's the son of the chief of the Osaka Police Station!"

Mori Kogoro's eyes widened, and he was a little shocked for a moment, but what shocked him was this ordinary dark-skinned guy in front of him, and his father turned out to be the head of the Police Department.

"So he is the son of the police chief." Miwako Sato couldn't help being surprised.

"It's just a second-generation official, sister Miwako. It's nothing special, Misaka Misaka said casually."

"Little friend, talking about others behind their backs is not a good boy." Hearing this, Hattori Heiji turned his head and walked over, saying with a little dissatisfaction.

"Misaka didn't talk about others behind their backs. Misaka said it outright. Misaka corrected your wrong expression, so Misaka Misaka is a good boy."

The Last Work put his hands on his waist, with an attitude that nothing happened, and his hair curled up and down, showing his usual arrogant smile.

Where did this silly little guy come from?

What should I say?

Hattori Heiji was at a loss for words.

In this case, he lowered his head and said to the last work: "Little friend, did you do it on purpose?"

"Misaka didn't do it on purpose, it was on purpose." The last role was quite mischievous and provocative, and he continued, "But there is one thing that Misaka Misaka cares about."

"...kid, what do you want to say?"

Hattori Heiji had a gloomy expression on his face, he regretted that he came to debate with the little girl, it would be disgraceful to win the argument and bully the child, and it would be embarrassing to lose the argument, it is really hard to ride a tiger.

"Honestly, is this person in front of you a black man from Africa? Misaka Misaka said so."

"~Hey. Look carefully, kid, I'm an authentic Osaka native." Hattori Heiji can only speak Kansai dialect if he wants to complain about this point.

"Misaka has seen it clearly, and is wondering why the person in front of him is black all over his body? Misaka Misaka said strangely."

"...This is natural."

"Then what is the family of this person in front of Misaka? Are they all dark-skinned? Misaka Misaka asked so curiously."

"No, by the way, kid, are you finished?" Facing the aggressive inquiry of the last work, Hattori Heiji couldn't stand it anymore, and said impatiently.

"Eh? Misaka exclaimed for a while, Misaka seemed to have thought of something with scientific basis, and stared sympathetically at the dark-skinned person in front of her."

At this moment, the atmosphere froze.

After realizing it all at once, Hattori Heiji said loudly: "Hey, what are you sympathizing with!...You little girl has to limit what you say!"

Although Hattori Heiji's mouth is not forgiving, he seems to have personally experienced the unusual sense of intimidation in the last work.

It's so strange to feel guilty about a little girl.

"Misaka. What nonsense are you talking about, and you haven't apologized to this gentleman." At this time, Miwako Sato stood in front of the two and said to the last work.

"I'm sorry, the dark-skinned person in front of me. Misaka Misaka pretended to apologize, but secretly said that this person in front of me is not interesting at all."

"Cough, forget it..."

For this insincere apology, Hattori Heiji coughed deliberately, he probably thought it was just that the little girl had nothing to worry about.

Really, I am here to solve the case. I must find the murderer first than Kogoro Mori, no, Shinichi Kudo behind Kogoro Mori.

Thinking of this, the high-spirited Hattori Heiji ignored the last work, and walked to a corner of the study alone to check the scene for any clues that might be useful to the case.

A few minutes later, after understanding the basic situation, Police Officer Mu Mu touched his chin: "So, all the windows in the study are locked from the inside of the room, and it is impossible to get out of the room. The door is the only way out..."

With that said, Police Officer Megure turned his head to look at Mrs. Tsujimura, "Madam, there should be several keys in this study room, right?"

"No," Mrs. Tsujimura shook her head, "there are only two keys to the study."

As he said that, he reached out and took out a key with a key ring from the bag he carried with him.

"One is the one in my hand, and the other is on my husband."

"On your husband's body?" Officer Mumu was taken aback.

"Well," Mrs. Tsujimura nodded and said, "My husband usually puts it in his trouser pocket."

"Is that so? Then I'll make sure." Officer Meguro turned and walked to Mr. Tsujimura's body.

Police officer Mu Mu reached into the trouser pocket of the corpse and groped, "Really, it's stuffed."

As he spoke, Officer Megure pulled out Tsujimura Dong's trouser pocket.

Police officer Megure took out the bulging thing, and it turned out to be the exact same key as the one in Koe Tsujimura's hand!

"How... how is it possible?"

"How could this be?"