Water, water without pity?

Ye Geyon's suddenly sounded in his ears, let Conan stunned directly in place.

The expression of Ben Tang Yingyou was unnaturally froze, and the cold sweat flowed out of his horns. He wanted to speak, but the words on his mouth seemed to be blocked by something.

A word comes.

"Huh? Isn't it?"

Looking at the response of the two teenagers, Ye Geng's expression was unchanged, and the follow -up questioning was not the slightest. "Especially your face, it is easy to make people associate ...

"

Obviously, I still helped clean the coffee stains in front of the desk a while ago, but at this time, it suddenly appeared on my side.

Yingyou in this hall felt trembling, and the hint of cunning that flashed through the topic in his eyes was gone.

Do you want to continue to say ...

Can I continue to say?

Of course not!

Now that he can not even trust the Maori detective, he dare not pack tickets.

You can only test, and only test ...

And the premise is that this Ye Gengye cannot be present.

"Ah, Sister Xiaolan, who are Hakkaki Locke you just said?"

At this moment, Conan, who came back to God, raised the volume, directly used the ‘attracting attention Dafa’, so that Mao Lilan, who was about to talk about water and pity and Yingyou Yingyou, replied subconsciously:

"It was the singer who quickly became popular after his debut last year. Garden also talked to me and said that the person suddenly disappeared recently.

"Sister Garden is his fan?" Conan asked.

"Yeah," Maorilan nodded. "I remember that when Garden was from Hanaki Locke or an independent orchestra, he liked to listen to his songs."

Oh, I was forcibly interrupted. It seems that the little detective's recent vigilance has improved. If he was replaced by him, after contacting similar information, he must have begun to start to start with Yingyou, Ben Tang Yingyou.

Ask for.

Hmm ... I don’t spend any effort to educate you for your conscience by your conscience ...

Although Ye Geyi was still curious. If he continued to talk about it, what would he react in this church Yingyou, but listening to the footsteps from the outside of the stairs, he chose to silence. He was just a chat with the topic just now.

"Anyway, I must make a lot of money. I don't know where to hide." On the side, Mao Likuro was still sourly ‘hum’.

"He was killed ... I saw that he was lost from the bridge."

At this time, the door that the office was not tightly opened was suddenly pushed away.

The two appearances are a bit similar. From the age ratio, the father and son should come in.

And this sentence is the boy who looks like Conan, but his head is several laps smaller than him.

There is a commission to come to the door.

In particular, the killing case was also mentioned.

Maori Kogoro naturally did not neglect.

Through the dialogue, the one in the boy's mouth was the popular singer that Maorilan and Conan talked about before -Tsukaka Kuk.

The location of the witness is on the way to the temple to participate in the New Year's Eve.

However, because the road was too blocking, the little boy's father couldn't remember. At that time, which bridge he passed.

Helpless, Maori Kogoro, Conan and Maorilan can only put the focus of the inquiry on the witness of the little boy, hoping to get some useful clues from his mouth.

"At that time, there was fireworks on the other side of the bridge."

According to the boy's description, there is just a large and glowing hammer next to the car.

At that time, the suspect suspected of the murderer wearing a high -necked top, wearing a black peaked cap, cooked on the railings of the bridge to smoke, there was a large luggage bag beside him, and the dead man, Nagaki Kuk, because of his head, because his head was

I accidentally slid out of the lock, but the boy clearly saw the bloody face.

In addition, when he saw the murderer's driving, the tattoo on his wrist was a nail pattern that looked terrifying.

The light hammer, saws and nails, innocent descriptions of childlikeness, made Maori Kotori, who had thought of encountering a big case, suddenly felt teased.

Shame, it's too shameful ...

Especially in the better, Xiao Lan's classmates who especially worshiped themselves.

Maori Kobayako was anxious, and subconsciously took out the attitude of dealing with Conan on weekdays, and took a collar of the little boy: "Do you look down on me, smelly boy!"

"Mao, Mr. Maori ..."

The boy's father was startled.

The shouting is also the movement that Mao Ryo Konori is ready to throw people out in the air.

"Ah, not ... that ... cough, children can't lie."

He embarrassed the little boy on the ground, turned his eyes and glanced at a big head, sighed a little regret.

"..."

Conan took two steps calmly. He always felt that his tools would definitely not have any good thoughts, and he couldn't leave the opportunity to play the problem by the other party!

Yingyou of this church went to the little boy, and the tutch pressed on the other side of the opponent, looking straight at the other person's eyes, and asked:

"Little brother, what do you say is actually deceiving, right?"

"I didn't lie! It was true, I really saw it with my own eyes!" The little boy resolutely replied.

This is ...

Conan's eyes widened, half a mouthful of mouth.

The eavesdropper sticking to the sole, the cup park park in the rain, and the organizational cadre of the tissue cadres monitored by the FBI is Kirl -Water Wumuli.

The thoughts jumped in his mind, and the eyes of Ben Tang Yingyou became more and more dignified.

Just when Yingyou, this church, scores the little boy's breathing, heartbeat and physiological response. When judging.

Ye Geyi gave the answer first: "Mr. Maori, he didn't lie."

"ah?"

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

Ben Tang Yingyou also reluctantly suspended that one -to -polying method.

This boy seems to be the same as Conan. If he is a bit of his ability, he regards the reveal of the occasion. He treats others as a blind man.

The identity still needs to be verified, but it is definitely not the time now ...

Facing the wondering eyes of Mao Lizuro, Ye also handed over a mobile phone to let the other party see the news released at noon:

[The corpse of the well -known singer Hanagaki Locke was salvaged in the Embctra Wugawa River this morning. It was found that the corpse was responsible for cleaning up the river and garbage.

Inside, there are still many traces of beating on the body. According to the police's research and judgment, it should be having a hatred. At present, it is also investigating in this direction.]

"Residence, it's really dead ..." Maori Kogoro was surprised.

Judging from the reaction, it was obvious that the tool did not really believe the little boy's testimony until this moment.

"Contact the police department to find out the specific progress of the investigation?" Ye Gengyi said.

"No for now."

Mouri Kogoro took advantage of the opportunity to return the mobile phone and lowered his voice: "Genichi, think about it... what kind of saws, nails and glowing hammers? If you call the Megure Police Department, he will believe this testimony."

, besides, that kid doesn’t even remember the location where he witnessed it, so we’d better investigate first.”
Chapter completed!