Chapter 847: Uncle Maori, how can you throw a small pottery friend anywhere? ~

"Hey!"
"噼里啪!~"
"Duang!Duang!"
"..."
In the bathroom, in a noisy voice, Conan constantly issued a "pleasure" cry, the sound is crisp, twirling, melodious, like a scorpio, endless...
About a minute later, the strange voice finally ended, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Conan "piaji" fell to the ground, followed by Lolita's voice: "... abnormal!"
After Lolly mourned, and "啪" slammed the door, Shu Yunwen and Sui Ben were beautiful. They looked at Conan, who was kneeling on the ground. They were all black lines, and the number of women asked more worriedly. :
"... Yun Wenjun, Conan he... is it okay?"
"... um... should it be okay?" Shu Yunwen was not sure, shouting at Conan, "... Conan, are you dead?"
Nima! How much do you want me to die?
Conan, who was kneeling on the ground, was in pain, but he insisted on climbing up. He walked all the way to Shu Yunwen and lifted his face full of palm prints and belt prints. A pair of panda eyes looked at Shu Yunwen with anger and anger: "...you This guy... obviously knows that the gray is in the toilet, why don’t you tell me that I was beaten...

"Oh... this..." Shu Yunwen spread his face innocently. "...I don't blame me. Is it good? I just wanted to call you, who knows how fast you run..."
"Oh..." Conan recalled the situation just now, and he was depressed...
Mommy! Shu Yunwen said yes! The goods really wanted to call him, and the result was that he ran too fast...
However, this is inexplicably smashed and beaten, covered with injuries, really special!
Conan thought about this, and the number of beautiful smiled and said: "... Conan, is your injury okay? Little sorrow is really, how to fight so heavy... Would you let the doctor check it for you?"
"Oh... nothing, it’s all skin trauma, no need to check." Conan shook his head and looked down at the shoes in his hand.
Ok! Although he was injured, he also got decisive evidence from the bathroom!
Next, it was the key moment when he revealed the truth and defeated Shu Yunwen. He was a little bit hurt... nothing!
The injury on his body is the medal of his victory! ~ Although these medals and Shu Yunwen have a relationship with each other...
Conan was thinking about it, Shu Yunwen reached out and poked a slap in the face of Conan, and asked with a smile: "... Conan, you really don't want to check it? You don't forget, she is a creature. The genius of learning! Don't look at you now, it's okay, maybe she has shot you out of internal injuries. After going home tonight, you will vomit blood and die a dozen liters..."
Mommy! You want me to die today, right?
Conan turned to look at Shu Yunwen, and his face didn't open Sen. When he was beautiful, he couldn't help but push Shu Yunwen: "... really... Yun Wenjun, don't play Conan joke!~"
Shu Yunwen "haha" smiled, Conan's eyes turned, thought of the way to fight Shu Yunwen, loaded purely Meng Meng: "... Yunwen brother you rest assured, I will not have something! In addition, secretly tell you, I have... Well, 'Uncle Maori' already knows who the murderer is, and specifically asked me to come up with key evidence, so..."
"...you lost today!~"
Conan showed up in front of Shu Yunwen, then turned around proudly and took the shoes out of the clinic.
A group of people looked at Conan out of the clinic, and Shu Yunwen was a little surprised -
In other words, listening to Conan's tone, and he is specifically looking for shoes... This little devil finally found out who the murderer is?
However, what is his superiority in the show?
Shu Yunwen licked his mouth, and Gao Mu, next to him, scratched his head and said, "...Is Mr. Maori also detecting the murderer? But...he seems to be a step late..."
"Well..." 冢 数 美 美 , , , , , , , , , 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数 数funny……"
Shu Yunwen smiled and smiled: "...haha! Funny is not very good! I like this kind of energetic, energetic and humorous little basin friend..."
A few people talked a few words, Takagi involved suddenly reached out and patted the brain:
"...Yes, Miss Sano Ye is the murderer. I have to tell the police officers immediately... Yunwen, a few beautiful students, please wait a moment here, I will come back soon..."
"Ok."
Shu Yunwen and Sakamoto’s number of beauty should be heard. Takagi turned and walked out of the door of the clinic. Sasano and Oda’s friends talked about some words,
I will always love you
and
I will wait for you forever
. .
Shu Yunwen listened to two sentences, and then suddenly thought of the excuse that Conan said before he was "not a of death". He was mischievous in his heart and gathered in front of Sano Izumi. He smiled and said:
"... Miss Sano, sorry to bother, when did you decide today's plan?"
"Today's plan?" Sano Sakura snorted. "...Is there a week? I made this decision when I was about to shoot together today. You asked what to do?"
When Sasano’s words fell, Shu Yunwen smiled slightly and then said:
"...this is the case, can you do me a favor? Well, it’s just a small thing..."
......
The toilet of the crime scene.
Conan's hand was carrying skates, squeezing through the crowd, rushing into the bathroom, and his eyes were still in the investigation. The police officer, Uncle Maori, went to the compartment where the body was located, and looked down at the dip. Blood on the ground.
After a few seconds, Conan finally found the traces left by the skate skates, his face showing a smile -
There are also traces of ice skates here! Look at this position, this bloodstain should be accidentally stepped on by Sano Quan with the handwritten "S" letter of Ito Chihiro...
Conan was thinking about it. Suddenly, he only heard a hazy voice from the side: "...I said, Conan, what are you doing here?!"
Conan heard the sound a glimpse, followed by a punch on the head of "Duang", and then was raised, and the voice of Uncle Maori came to his ear: "...Little devil! Can you? Give me something honest? This is the murder scene, not the playground!!"
Conan glared at his head, and he almost didn’t cry when he was wronged.
Mommy! I just had a slap in the face of Loli, and now I still have a pain in my body. Uncle Maori, you actually beat me again...
In the end, there is no sympathy and soul! ~
Conan was depressed and slowly turned his head. The face with a scar on his face was wearing a pair of panda eyes. Looking at Uncle Maori, he was preparing to be pitiful. He saw a hand of Maori’s hand and threw him directly on the ground:
"...Mom! What's the matter with this face? So scary..."
"Oh..." Conan, who was face-down by "pia" on the floor, struggled to climb up, and the two lines of nose flowed, and the tears were "squeaky" -
Uncle Maori, how can you throw a small pottery friend anywhere?
My flower, which is waiting to be released, really can’t stand the ravages...