Just as the murderer Hong Shang Wuyi was taken away by the police officer, the lights in the venue dimmed and the performance was about to begin.

Mizumatsu and Conan hurried to their "family and friends" and prepared to watch Xiaolan's performance.

Conan couldn't help asking curiously as he walked, "Officer Mizuma? How did you notice that the drink is poisonous?"

The emergency situation was resolved, and Mizumatsu was in the mood to play with Conan again, completely forgot about the love that had just been confessed to Conan and started talking nonsense.

"I passed by the beverage stall several times when I was walking around the venue before, and I noticed the Hongshang Wuyi." This sentence is true. If I hadn't had the impression of her before, Conan's words "poisoning the drink" would not have thought of her directly.

"At that time, I saw that she had just bought a drink and was adding cream and honey to the coffee. Since the cup cover was filled with cream and honey, it should be coffee, right? But I vaguely heard the sound of bubbles bursting, and glanced at it and confirmed that it was filled with ice coke." This is nonsense. The venue was so noisy at that time, let alone the water moon, even if Wei Xinghu, the Interpol, could not hear the sound of bubbles bursting of carbonated beverages. It must be something that monsters of the level of Gin can do.

"But I didn't care at that time. The drink stalls were all run by students in your school. There was nothing strange about the wrong drinks. But when I passed by the second and third time, I found that Hongshang Wuyi had neither changed the drink nor brought the drink back. She put the drink aside and stood there and looked at her watch and waited for time. This was strange." In fact, it was just because I saw her for several rounds in a row.

"Later, in the killing method you proposed, I remembered her problem when I heard the method of poisoning the drink, so I found her and checked her drink." Mizumatsu grinned and said, "Actually, she was guilty. I studied the cup of coffee for a while but I couldn't find out what kind of toxic portion there is. However, the four of them were all doctors and nurses in the hospital. Perhaps it was easy to find the toxic portion in her own perception."

"The last question, why did Hongshang Wuyi stand near the beverage stall for a long time? Well... I'll leave it for you to do your homework." Mizumatsu didn't understand this suspicious point, so he found a reason to give it to Conan himself.

"Tsk... it's not easy. When she found that the drink was filled in the wrong way, the poison had already been filled in. Because there was no second poison, she could not go to the beverage stall to change it or buy another cup. She had to delay the time and wait until the show started before bringing the drink back. In this way, the victim found that the drink was filled incorrectly and would drink the toxic wrong drink after she found that the drink was filled incorrectly. "Conan felt that Mizumatsu was underestimating her IQ.

"Ala Alla, the sense of crime is very sharp." Mizumatsu, whose IQ was dropped by Conan and sighed sincerely, "Then add another question, why did she buy iced coffee herself? Are you not afraid of mixing up with the victim's drink and drinking poisonous drinks herself?"

"You'll make fun of it..." Conan yawned boredly. "According to the murderer's expectations, the victim was poisoned to death by a drink, so she was the well-deserved suspect when she bought the drink. At this time, if she threw out the point that she was drinking the same drink as the victim, she could confuse the judgment and transfer the suspect to other companions who distribute the drinks." Conan's aura of academic master became brighter and brighter.

"Yeah, yeah, it's amazing." Mizumatsu didn't seem to be proud of Conan at all, nodding his head to praise him. Suddenly, he spoke and asked with a sinister face: "Now do you understand why the detective happened to be at the scene of the crime, will the police immediately classify him as a suspect instead of seeking help?"

Isn't it because you have any objections to me? Conan said in his heart, but what he said was: "What does Mizuma police mean is that the detective has a strong sense of crime?"

"That's right. To be fair, most people who are called detectives have better ability to solve crimes than most policemen. This is also the origin of the habit of police seeking detectives to help them. But relatively speaking, the better at solving crimes, the better at planning crimes. If you detectives commit crimes in person, we policemen will definitely have a headache. If the detectives planning crimes are still allowed to guide the police to solve the case on the spot, they will definitely make the police swim around, even if I am no exception."

"So—" Mizumatsu posted a final summary and pretended to be a pussy. "Detectives should not think about being active on the front line, and wait for us to visit you as consultants with problems. Of course, based on my personal wish, that day will never happen."

Conan suddenly suspected that what Mizumaki said was reasonable. His father Yusaki Kudo has always been a police adviser. However, he always thought that it was because he was not a detective but a mystery novelist. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Has his previous definition of detectives been wrong? Conan fell into great self-doubt.

No, right! Conan suddenly realized that the guy in front of him was the enemy! How could he surrender to the enemy's mouth cannon!

"Hey hey hey!" Conan intends to object.

"Go away quickly, it will start soon." Mizumatsu was completely reluctant to leave him, so he accelerated his pace.

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When they walked to the seat that Xiaolan reserved for their friends, Mizumatsu and Conan discovered something embarrassing.

There are no seats! I don’t know if it’s because there are several more people than the original book, but there are some other mistakes. In short, they don’t have seats anymore!

"Oh...what should I do this?" Lin Dao thought for a while, then decisively picked up Avija and put it on his lap: "This way I can free up a seat."

Should I scold you for being a dead girl or a dead Loli? Mizumatsu complained in his heart that Lin Dao’s motive was impure. However, no matter how he complained, he still sat down before Conan with no grace.

Conan cursed Mizumatsu in his heart and had to think about where he should sit.

"Conan Jun... Let's have a seat with me." Azumi suddenly blushed and said something amazing, then moved her little butt and made half a seat.

Mizumatsu wanted to make things bigger when watching the fun, so she blew a pervert whistle to set off the atmosphere.

"Conan..." Mitsuhiko and Yuanta stared at Conan with gritted teeth, murderous max.

"Uh...no..." Conan refused his good intentions for his life.

Conan looked around... It was impossible to sit on Uncle Maori's lap... Mizumatsu would never consider it.

Conan moved his eyes to Ai Haibara, and then he felt two murderous auras that were solid again, one was sent by Ai Haibara himself, and the other... Hey, Mitsuhiko! Why is it you again!

"Working...Conan, why don't you sit on my lap too, come on." A black boy sitting in the back row suddenly spoke.

Mizumatsu didn't notice that there were people who Conan and the others knew behind him. He turned his head and found out that it was Hattori Heiji, and there was a female high school student of the same age next to him.

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ps: After April Fools' Day, many book friends were clamoring to send blades, so they sent the school address and phone number to this chapter to tell me, and try to see if the clamor to send blades and kitchen knives will be really sent.

Actually, it’s better not to send it. It’s a lot of trouble to pick up the express delivery. If you have to send it, you can just send some pencil and eraser in the blade (bad smirk)
Chapter completed!