Chapter 1168: Red boy = hunting murder case?

At 8 o'clock the next night, Mihuamachi.
In the living room of Maori Detective Office, Uncle Maori sat in front of the TV and absently watching the news on TV while drinking.
Suddenly, a hand came out next to him, and the pickpocket took away the beer in the hand of Uncle Maori. Then Xiaolan’s dissatisfied voice came:
Dad! Can you not sit here and drink after you have finished eating? Have time Can you help me clean the room a little?"
"Hey..." Uncle Maori turned his head and glanced at his niece, and robbed the beer back. He said, "True! Xiaolan, you and your mother are more and more like, always managing the East... ..."
Uncle Maori spoke and took a beer and pointed to the TV: "And, I am not just drinking, but watching news and collecting some useful news! The reason why I drink alcohol is because I drink. After the wine, the thinking is clearer..."
Xiaolan listened to the words of Uncle Maori, could not help but "ha" a voice, a faceless speech -
Drinking wine thinking and clearer? Is there such a statement under the sun?
Dad, you obviously drink drunk every time, you don’t even know your own name!
Xiaolan was a little powerless, and looked at the happy Mr. Maori. He browed and stood up. He went to the side and took the pen and the book. He handed it to Uncle Maori: "Okay! Since you are collecting news, then I Of course, there is no reason to object! However, since it is collecting information, it is necessary to have a collection of information - at least it should be recorded with a pen?"
"...you have been recording since now, I will wait a while to check!"
"Ha?" Uncle Maori looked at the pen and the book on the table, and his face was arrogant -
In other words, what is a ghost? How does he have a rush to remember class notes?
Uncle Maori was speechless. Xiaolan looked at the TV. Suddenly, "Ah," he said, "I am reporting the case of the little boy in red. I only read the newspaper this morning, I feel so terrible. !"
"Red boy?" Uncle Maori snorted and confused.
Xiaolan looked at her father and reluctantly reached out to help: "Dad! You shouldn't even watch today's newspapers? The case of the red boy happened in a high-class apartment in Mihuamachi, newspaper. It is said that the little boy was hanged from his home. The body was found last night, but his death is very strange. The body is wearing a swimsuit and a red dress outside. The hands and feet are tied and the feet are tied. With a scale, the forehead was stabbed by a hole..."
"Ah? Is there such a case?" Uncle Maori said with a surprised face. "Who found the body?"
"It's the parents of the little boy." Xiaolan replied, "The parents of the little boy went to Hokkaido on Friday afternoon, leaving the children alone at home, and when they came back, they found the body of the little boy..."
"What about the time of death?" Uncle Maori asked again.
Xiaolan rolled her eyes and said, "How do I know! These newspapers have not written... If you want to know, call yourself and ask the police officer..."
Xiaolan’s words fell and stood up and said:
It’s already eight o’clock, but why hasn’t Conan returned yet?

"Don't worry about him! Anyway, Dr. Ayi, Yunwen classmates take care of them, there will be no problem..." Uncle Maori waved his hand in disbelief. At this time, he only listened to the door of the living room. A soft bang, and Conan walked in with a bag and a tired face: "Little Lan sister, Uncle Maori, I am back!"
"Conan, are you coming back? This is really saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming!"
Xiaolan blinked and smiled and walked to Conan. He took Conan's backpack and smiled and asked: "Conan, see you tired, you must be very happy today?"
"Uh……"
Conan’s mouth twitched twice, looked up at Xiaolan’s expression of concern, and
humble
in disgust, and then looked up at the sky with melancholy...
Happy? Happy hair!
The reason why I am so tired is because I copied a full day of school rules at the hotel today...
Shu Yunwen, this pit goods with his girlfriend, belly black loli in the mountains to hunt and play, I and Yuan Tai they are old miserable!
No! I must be vigilant in the future, refuse temptation, and can no longer let the guy catch the handle!
Conan thought in his heart, Xiaolan smiled slightly: "Happy to play is good... Yes, Conan, you have been playing for a day, the body must be dirty? Please clean up, take a bath with me? I am today I’ve been walking around the street for a day, and my body is slimy, just waiting for you to give me back!

"Oh..." Conan heard, his expression was stiff, "...and bathing together?"
Xiaolan! I just made a decision, refused to seduce, and you actually tempted me?
At this moment, Conan struggled in his heart, and there seemed to be two villains in his mind. One villain righteously said that "no one can make another mistake", and another villain screams "just once again" . The two villains "Balaba" are arguing endlessly, and no one can say who they can't take it.
Conan is tangled, Xiaolan staggered strangely, and the exquisite face came to Conan. The loose home clothes showed a ditch. He blinked and asked, "What? You don't want to?"
Conan looked at Xiaolan in front of him, and his nose smelled the body fragrance that was uploaded from Xiaolan. The little man in his head suddenly appeared a giant hammer. "Duang" smashed another villain into meat. Sauce, then smiled and said: "How come? I, of course, I am willing! Xiaolan sister, you wait for me, I will go to get clothes to change..."
Conan spoke and rushed into the bedroom of him and Uncle Maori, swearing secretly while holding the change of clothes -
Ok! this is the last time! Definitely the last time!
Next time I will be able to resist the temptation! Certainly!
......
At 8:30 in the evening, the Metropolitan Police Department.
Searched for a class that forced a search of the three departments outside the office.
White Bird Ren Saburo holds a mobile phone in his hand. "Hmm" is at the head: "... Yes, this case is indeed responsible for me. The police are now initially judging that this should be a murder case... the specific death time of the deceased Sorry, Mr. Maori, I am afraid I can't tell you because of the principle of confidentiality... Ok, if you find out, please tell us the police, goodbye!"
A few minutes later, Shiratori Saburo hang up the phone, returned to the office, sat back in his position, looked at the file in his hand, and suddenly thought of Yun Yunwen:
"... Is this really a murder case? It won't be..."
"...forget it, anyway, let's investigate in the direction of the murder case..."