Chapter 2204: letter? Why do I believe you a ghost! ~

Shu Yunwen rolled his eyes frantically, his heart groaned, Xiaolan and Ye next to each other uttered "Ah," and the letter doubted: "... Yes, is that so? But I heard the new one, the principle of the igloo of the Eskimos seems to be It's complicated ... "
"Even if it is not the principle of the igloo, it must be because of other similar reasons! If not, how could this little pot friend survive! ~" The very talented staff member interrupted, Xiaolan and Ye nodded together and nodded together:
"Speaking and speaking ..."
In other words, it is an indisputable fact that snow girl Xiao Luoli survived.
Although this explanation may not sound reasonable, they could not find a more reasonable explanation than this.
Can't it be that Nami sauce is frozen? It feels even more unscientific to think about it ...
Xiao Lan and Ye Xin muttered inside, then Xiao Lan suddenly turned her head to look at Shu Yunwen, and asked curiously: "Speaking ... Classmate Yun Wen, how did you know the ice cream that Nami sauce was hiding in front of the door? What about the box? "
"Uh ... well ..."
This is of course realized, Mingmei they found it! ~
But this seems to be not very easy to explain ...
Shu Yunwen was a little speechless, and Tsukamoto Tsumi next to him immediately explained with a smile: "... This is because Nami sauce popped his head out at the time and happened to be seen by Yun Wenjun ..."
"Ah? Is that so?" Xiao Lan and Ye blinked, and the staff next to them were confused: "Really? But why didn't we see it?"
In other words, they were standing beside Shu Yunwen at that time, and they did not see it at all!
"Well ... these are not important, don't care about these details! ~" With this explanation of Tsukamoto Sumi, Shu Yunwen didn't bother to change, and he waved his hands and directly shifted the topic, "... what ... now it's all gone At noon, everyone must be hungry. Why don't we find somewhere to eat something? "
"Well, that's what I said ..." He Ye nodded immediately, and a staff member immediately said, "... Everyone, we have a certain responsibility for such a thing today. It would be better for us to have an amusement park at noon today. Make arrangements and apologize ... "
"Ah ... what a pity ..." Tsukamoto Sumi, Xiao Lan and the staff set up, at the same time, Shu Yunwen's cell phone rang.
Hearing the phone ringing, Shu Yunwen immediately felt the phone, looked at the number, walked aside, and pressed the answer key: "Mr. Matsushita, hello."
"Master Yunwen, hello." On the other side of the phone, Matsushita Hiraburo greeted respectfully, "Master Yunwen, are you still in the playground now? Are you playing well?"
"Uh ... it's okay!" Shu Yunwen turned his head and glanced at a snow woman, saying that if this article didn't disappear somehow, today's play is pretty good indeed ...
Rubbing his head wide with a headache, Shu Yunwen straightly said, "Okay, no more nonsense! Do you know who the killer is when you call?"
"Yeah, yes." Matsushita Hiraburo immediately answered, "... with the help of President Asamiya, we have found the real murderer, and he is Mr. Zhu Jiao Ming!"
"The killer is Zhujiao Ming?" Listening to Panasonic Hiraburo, Shu Yunwen first hesitated, and then realized that he was wrong. "Wait! Did you just say President Ma Gong? How did you ask him for help?"
"Uh ... no ..."
Matsushita Hiraburo wanted to explain the cause and effect of his collaboration with Shino Asamiya, but before he could say anything, Shu Yunwen interrupted: "Forget it, look for it, you can find the true murderer ... Yes, you are now Where?"
Shu Yunwen said, and Matsushita Hiraburo quickly responded: "We are now in a hotel in Shichome, Betocho, and Mr. Zhu Jiaoming is also here ..."
"Uh ... Zhu Jiaoming is with you?" Shu Yunwen heard the words for a moment, and then twitched the corners of his mouth. Thinking of the methods of these violent groups, he couldn't help asking, "... let me guess, Zhu Jiao Ming, did he accidentally fall again, and the whole body was injured? "
"Well ... this ..." On the other side of the phone, Matsushita Hiraburo secretly glanced at the scarred and slightly embarrassed Zhu Jiao Ming, and replied with a smile, "what ... if I said that Mr. Zhu Jiao was the door Smashed, do you believe it? "
"..."
letter? Why do I believe you a ghost! ~
He was smashed by the door ... I'm afraid those guys didn't carry the door and smash it?
Shu Yunwen had a black line in his head, and he swiped his lips and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense! I am now in the ice and snow park of Trobbie Amusement Park. I plan to eat something here first. As for you ...... Look at the arrangement yourself! You can take Zhu Jiaoming to the police station first, or you can come to the amusement park to find me, and go to the police station together later ... "
"Okay, Lord Yunwen, we'll go to you first." Matsushita Hiraburo made the choice without thinking.
"Okay, that's it!"
Shu Yunwen responded casually, hung up the phone, and then walked back to Tsukamoto Shumi, and then listened to Tsukamoto Shumi and asked with a grin: "Yunwenjun, whose phone is it?"
"It's Mr. Matsushita ..." Shu Yunwen replied casually, and then asked, "Well, where can we eat later?"
Shu Yunwen said, Xiao Lan immediately smiled and replied: "... They were originally going to invite us to a nearby hotel for dinner, but the police arrived immediately and asked us not to leave here, so we can only go in the snow park Just a moment ... but listen to them, the cakes and drinks in the cafe are very good ... "
"Really? Let's get over now!" Shu Yunwen turned to glance at the "man" and "take this gentleman!"
...
At 12.30 noon, Bechome-cho, 4-chome.
In Zhujiao Ming's guest room, under the invitation of their "enthusiasm", Mr. Zeng (Fang) fought for a while and finally chose to join.
For Da Huyou like him, being able to join such a violent group is equivalent to possessing an amulet, even if he is cheating ... Ah! People were found to be wrong at work, and those people didn't necessarily dare to attack him.
Come on two ... Look at Zhu Jiaoming's tragic situation now, does he dare not agree? If you do n’t agree, I ’m afraid it ’s not the grave of the next year ...