Chapter 19: Uncle Maori is fainting~

"Well...~" Uncle Maori looked at Conan. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly waved his fist and roared:
"Damn little devil! Don't mess with me at the scene of the murder! Or else I will flatten you!!~"
"Ah! Dad! Don't be so angry!" Xiaolan, the big sister of love, immediately rushed to Conan's side and hugged Conan and turned his back to Uncle Maori. "Conan is just a child! He should Just curious, curiosity. Can you not beat him all the time?"
Shu Yunwen was also attracted to the roar of Uncle Maori, and then he saw that Conan’s little devil’s head was held by Xiaolan and his face was on Xiaolan’s chest...
What the hell!
Shu Yunwen touched his head in a speechless way, and licked his mouth. The thoughts in the heart of Conan's little devil must be happy, don't want it?
Actually hitting Xiaolan’s chest...
Uncle Maori said with anger: "That will trouble you, take care of this little devil! Don't let him mess with me!"
"Good! I know!" Xiaolan waved his hand to Uncle Maori, then put Conan on the ground with a strange smile on his face and slightly licked his head. "Conan, you are not scared." Don't worry! Dad, he just talked about it... Hey? It’s weird, Conan, how is your face so red?

"Hehehe..." The reason why Conan's little blush was blushing, of course, would not say to Xiaolan, "Small Lan sister, I am fine. Also, Uncle Maori..."
Conan Xiaogui said to Uncle Maori: "Actually, what I said just now is not what I said, but..."
"Little devil! You hurry to get out of me! Don't talk any more! Xiaolan! Isn't it for you to look at him?" Uncle Maori continued to roar toward Conan.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Xiaolan immediately appeared in front of Conan, smiling and bowed, a finger dangling in front of Conan's eyes. "Can't do this, Conan. Dad and police officer, they are now. Working, don't bother them anymore!"
"Hay!"
Conan Xiaogui screamed and turned his eyes blankly. Uncle Maori refused to let him talk. Shu Yunwen’s guy was on the sidelines and didn’t say reasoning. He witnessed the police officers who planned to take the Zhizhengwu police station and continue this way. When is it going? Can you figure out the truth?
Shu Yunwen, who turned his head and fell into contemplation, Conan grinned, and then looked at the evil eyes to the uncle Maori who was talking to the police officer.
Well, that's the only way.
The watch-type anesthesia gun was aimed at, and the anesthesia needle was launched, just hitting the uncle Maori's neck.
For a moment, Uncle Maori suddenly stunned and danced strangely, "Ah, ah," and finally turned a circle and fell near the wall.
When the police officer saw the uncle Maori like this, he was surprised: "Maori, what is wrong with you?"
"Dad, are you okay?" Xiaolan was worried.
"Seeing the police officer, Xiaolan, you don't have to worry about me, I am very good, nothing at all. Just because I suddenly thought about the cause and effect of this accident, I feel that the whole person has no strength, sit down and rest for a while. "Cornan sneaked to the side of Uncle Maori and took out a bow-and-sounder, mimicking the voice of Uncle Maori."
Next to see this scene, Shu Yunwen could not help but draw two times -
In other words, if Conan's little devil has been "shot" all the time, will Maori's brain be completely broken?
"What?!" The police officer suddenly widened his eyes. "Maori, you just said, is this an accident? But, you didn't say that the murderer was the Mr. Zhizheng over there?"
"Yes, before I heard Conan's words, I really doubted Mr. Zhizhengwu. However, after hearing Conran's sentence, I can be sure that this is a responsibility all in Mr. Anxi. Accident on the body!"
"Maori, brother, what you said, what Conan said, is it the words of "ghost" and "the of the gods"?" the police officer asked.
"Yes, that's the sentence." Conan used the voice of Uncle Maori, "...and, if I guessed it correctly, Yunwen Sang, who stood there, should have seen the truth already?"
"What? Yun Wensang, do you think this is an accident?" Hearing this sentence, he witnessed the police officer suddenly serious.
Because of a series of previous cases, now, in the eyes of the police officers, Shu Yunwen is a detective with strong observation and strong strength! If, before the Conan little ghost, the words "ghost" and "the of the gods" are what Shu Yunwen said... then he must be carefully considered!
"Ah?" Shu Yunwen shot innocently, stunned, and then rolled his eyes, embarrassed to say, "I am embarrassed to see the police officer, I don't know what Mr. Maori is saying."
"Ah?" Seeing the police officer speechless, he turned to look at the uncle Maori sitting on the ground. "Maori's younger brother, Yun Wensang does not seem to know. Can you explain your reasoning in detail?"
That is he is stupid!
Behind Uncle Maori, Conan’s little ghost spit in his heart and continued on his mouth:
If that’s the case, let me reveal the truth.

"Actually, this case, in essence, is just a sucking-toxic person. After taking poisonous products, because of the hallucinations, accidentally fell down the stairs, resulting in tragedy. However, because at that time At the scene of the crime, there were other people, so the case was complicated..."

Oh?
The police officer was surprised.
Maori’s younger brother, are you saying that this is just because of the illusion caused by smoking?

"But, Dad, how is this possible!" next to Maori, Xiaolan pinched his fist. "At the time when Mr. Anxi fell, we clearly heard Mr. Anxi shouting 'Don't come over', 'Be away from me' In the words of the class; and, after Mr. Anxi fell, we immediately saw Mr. Zhizhengwu. Isn’t that enough to explain that Mr. Ansi was..."
"What do you want to say?" Conan the little devil interrupted with the voice of Uncle Maori. "Do you want to say that Mr. Ansi was pushed down by Mr. Nai Chiu? Have you seen the scene of pushing people?"
"Oh..." Xiaolan recalled the original situation and couldn't help but conclude. "This, although we have not seen it. But judging by the original scene, isn't that the case?"
"Sometimes, it’s not necessarily true to see what you see, not to mention that you haven’t seen it with your own eyes." Conan the little devil took the bow and sighed and continued.
Seeing the police officer reaching for his chin: "But, Maori's younger brother, according to our known evidence, testimony, restore the scene, it is likely to be such a scene."
"Mr. Anxi and Mr. Na Zhizheng had an appointment to meet here. After the two people met, Mr. Zhizhengwu asked for a photo, and he wanted to grab it. Then the two men were in the process of fighting and disputes, and Mr. Zhizheng was careless. ......"
"What are the fights and disputes?" Uncle Maori’s voice interrupted the words of the police officer.
"If it is really what you said, on the shrine's open space on the steps, will there be two people's fights and disputes? And, the body of Mr. Nagano and the deceased Ansi should also have corresponding The traces of the fight are right."
"But these traces don't seem to exist!"