Chapter 365: The deceased told me personally~

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Ninety-nine homes, underground room.
Conan and Yueshui Qiu looked up together and looked at a photo hanging on the wall. The photo is a handsome and handsome young man: "This man is called Koshijiro? His photos are much cleaner than other photos...

"Yes, he is a teacher's proud disciple, and he is also a well-known genius magician. Unfortunately, he died of accidents more than a decade ago." Sanada introduced the people in the photo, hesitated, and then continued. :
"... As for his photos, it is cleaner than other photos, probably because of Miss Ma."
"Mazi? Is that the big sister who just led Wenna to go out and buy the ingredients?" Conan was a bit strange. "Is the sister of Mazi and the dead wood under the know?"
"This... I don't know too well." Sanada shook his head and shouted. "... However, I have seen photos of Miss Ma, who cleaned the wood under the wood."
"Okay! Alright!" Uncle Maori waved his hand in disappointment. "... Really, just a photo. What is the relationship with the case? Now it is imperative to find out the true cause of death of the 99-yuan Kang. Yes! However, we have seen the door locks here. It is really easy to open from inside. It seems that the possibility of suicide by Mr. Kang is really great."
"... After all, he didn't find the ingredients of sleeping pills in his body, and when he was found dead, there was no trace of binding on his body..."
"Mr. Maori, if you say so, it would be a bit too arbitrarily." The watery smiled slightly, "... In fact, after I saw Mr. 99’s photo of using the thin line to control the doll, this The technique has already been solved... At that time, Mr. Jiujiu should have been tied up?"
"What? But the body of the ninety-nine yuan Kang has not been tied up!" Uncle Maori defended.
"It’s not the ninety-nine yuan Kang himself, but the ring in his hand!" Yueshui said, "You should have seen the photo of Mr. Yuan Kang’s death before? His hands are full. If you say that someone has let Mr. Yuan Kang put his hands on his back and put his hands behind his back, and then tie the ring with something like a piano line, isn’t Mr. Yuan Kang’s hands tied behind him by the murderer? If it is a ring, of course, it will not leave any trace on the body..."
"Oh..." Uncle Maori said, "It seems to be true!"
At this time, Conan Xiaogui imitated the saying that the water was still behind, and both hands were behind him. "Ah," said: "Wow! The sister of the water is really wrong! If it is tied up, it will act like It's very inconvenient! Don't talk about opening the door, I'm afraid it's very difficult to sit up..."
Yueshui Qiu turned to look at Conan and said seriously: "Yes! So, we can basically be sure that Mr. 99 is killed! And the murderer should be a very close relationship with Mr. Yuan Kang. Like his wife, students, etc."
"... After all, if it is a stranger, let Mr. Yuan Kang carry his hands behind him and tie his ring with a string. Mr. Yuan Kang will certainly be suspicious and disagree..."
"What about the murderer? You shouldn't even know who the murderer is?" Uncle Maori looked at the waters seven times.
In other words, when there is a water in the water, how can he have a full-featured feeling of soy sauce?
The next step is: "... Although I still don't know who the murderer is, but as long as we can unlock the death message left by Mr. Yuan Kang, then everything should be plainly revealed?"
"Death information? You mean... the two sticking cards that Mr. Sanada showed us?" Uncle Maori frowned. "...but these two cards don't seem to be anything special?"
Uncle Maori’s voice just fell, I saw that Conan’s little devil had stepped on the chair and looked at the phone buried on the table by the card.
Ah, oh,
he sold a good hand:
It’s weird! The two stick together. Playing cards, like the button on the phone."
"Button?! What button?" Uncle Maori immediately ran to Conan and saw the phone on the desk. "Is this... redial button?"
"Yeah! There must be clues in this phone?" Conan Xiaogui sells purely cute.
The waters of the Seven Miles, Xiaolan stood behind, looked at Conan's little devil, and the watery seven-faced expression whispered to Xiaolandao: "Xiaolan, do you think Conan is like a child?"
Xiaolan gritted his teeth and burned his eyes with anger and anger: "No! He is not!"
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In the living room.
Shu Yunwen sat on the sofa, and he was a little surprised, and the garden was a little surprised. Sanhao Mazi’s expression was stiff. Jiuqiqihui was excited and asked:
Yongwen adults, you are saying that my husband was killed. Who? Who is the murderer? Please tell me who the murderer is!"
"The murderer? The murderer is not standing in front of us now?" Shu Yunwen's eyes are still staring at Sanhao Mazi.
Sakamoto's number of beautiful look at Shu Yunwen's eyes, immediately half-blocked in front of Shu Yunwen, watching three good pocks with vigilance.
Ninety-nine-nine Hui was surprised to ask: "Wait, Yunwen adults, you, do you say that the murderer is a pockmark? She, how could she be, she is a disciple of my husband..."
Sanhao Mazi also barely smiled: "Mr. Shu, do you say that I am the murderer of the teacher? Don't be kidding. When the teacher dies, I am not at home, but with the teacher, Mr. Sanada... ..."
Shu Yunwen didn't wait for Sanhao Mazi to finish, shaking his head and interrupting: "Well, Miss Sanhao Mazi, you don't have to argue. You know who told me, are you a murderer?"
"..." Three good pocks are silent.
Shu Yunwen continued: "...is your teacher, Mr. Kang, 99 yuan! This is what he told me personally..."
Shu Yunwen’s words fell, and there seemed to be a sudden cold wind blowing in the living room. Everyone felt that the body was cold.
"...you said that the teacher said it yourself?" Sanhao Mazi still defended, "...how is it possible? The teacher is dead..."
"Who can say that the dead can't talk?" Shu Yunwen said, suddenly the mouth was swayed by the curse, and then a [ghost eye] was thrown onto the pock:
"...you see for yourself, Mr. Yuan Kang is standing in front of you now!"
At the same time, Sanhao Mazi only felt that the foreground of the eye was changing, and there seemed to be a layer of faint mist in the air. In these fogs, a barely shaped and vaguely visible soul of her teacher’s ninety-nine yuan Kang floated in her. In front of you.
Sanhao Mazi’s eyes are sluggish. Ninety-nine yuan Kang also found that Sanhao Mazi can now see him. He actually squats directly. While the soul body is stirring, the two hands are constantly stroking, and the mouth is silently pleading:
"Pock, beg you, don't hurt Wen Nai!"
PS: Well, it’s too late. Ok, the biological clock adjusts the trouble. In the afternoon, I only sleep and sleep. I don’t write a word... um, cool.