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318. Who the hell threw him in the snow?

"According to this, I met two children I knew at the memorial service. One of them was told by Kenzo Yama and followed her. I thought something was wrong and followed her."

Shangchuan Shun added some lies to the truth. Even if he had to do it himself, he would probably not be able to tell whether what he said was true or false.

Toru Amuro didn't interrupt, listened to him continue.

"I didn't know he was Pisco at that time. Later, he took the child to the wine cellar of Kameo's old house. I took the child away after he left, and then installed a wiretap in the wine cellar."

"It was like this, but I didn't know that the other child had somehow touched the wine cellar and hid."

"Then Pisco comes back, and gin and vodka come too. I only knew that Kenzo Yeshan was Pisco..."

Mitsukawa repeated their conversation to Tomoto, who listened silently.

"And then I heard gunshots. Gin killed Pisco. After lit the fire, Gin left. It was just like that, but I didn't know that the naughty child was still hiding in the wine cellar at this time!"

When Kurakawa Shun talked about this, he was really angry! Conan was really desperate!

"It was also the little devil who was lucky. At that time, before the eavesdropping device was burned, otherwise he would probably turn into a burnt corpse with Pixar."

"Are you okay?" Shangkawa Shun said so much, but she hadn't noticed it at first, but now she realized that his voice was a little hoarse, which was completely different from the time he called him at around six o'clock.

"It's probably going to catch a cold." Guaikawa sighed. He had two colds because of two naughty children. Is it true that naughty children are invincible?

"At that time, the fire in the wine cellar was already very big. I had no choice but to wet my whole body and rushed into the fire to rescue the child. The little devil was fine, and there was nothing except in a coma. It was like me, and my hair was burning..."

Listening to Guekawa's unhappy complaint, Amuro let go of his eyebrows, and unconsciously said something about doting in his words, "It's okay, don't take such a risk next time."

"But I threw him in the snow. He probably caught a cold tomorrow like me~" Speaking of this, Shangkawa was much happier. He was going to get sick, and everyone was going to get sick together~

Amuro's mouth twitched slightly, A Shun's temperament was really...

"By the way, who are those two kids?"

"One is a little devil who lives in the Maori detective's house. You have also seen it. It is called Conan Edogawa. There is also another girl who has been to my house last time, and she is the little girl who is very afraid of you."

"It's them..." It's no wonder that Kurakawa Shun was worried because Kurakawa Shun had a good relationship with them.

"Okay, I understand. I'll tell me if you have something next time, take some cold medicine and wear more clothes. If you are still feeling uncomfortable tomorrow, take a leave..."

After hearing Amuro-nagging for a while, Guekawa immediately hung up the phone.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but why did I feel that Amuro is getting nagging more and more? The old mother’s temperament is getting stronger and stronger.

Could it be that after raising a eldest son like Hoshino Shui, he became accustomed to being a mother and a father?

......

The clock on the wall was close to ten o'clock in the evening. Conan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He stayed in the hospital for so long. Xiaolan should be worried if he didn't go back.

"Why don't you rest in the hospital tonight?" Dr. Agasa was a little worried about his body.

"I'm fine." Conan sniffed, "I should be worried if I don't go back."

"It's only then that you remember that Maori Ran was worried? Why aren't you afraid when you're impulsive?" Haibara put his hands on his chest and looked at him half-hooked, very disgusted with his behavior.

“……”

Conan was choked and couldn't speak, so he could only think that she didn't exist.

He waited so long before he came into contact with things related to that organization again. How could he not be impulsive? It was just that this time was too sudden and he was completely unprepared when caught off guard.

If he had brought his cell phone at the time, he wouldn't have even been able to call for help.

This time he learned the lesson, and he should follow Chuan Shun to learn all the things he might use with him. No matter how hard he is to use it, at least he is prepared and feel at ease.

Dr. Agasa had no choice but to drive Conan back to Maori Detective Office.

Passing through the old museum of Kuzuto, Conan lay down by the window and looked out.

The old Mutuan fire had already been out. From the outside, there were no traces of damage. However, the building had been melted within ten meters of a floor. There might be traces of smoke on the outer walls, but the ones that were not clear at night.

It is estimated that the snow on the roof has melted, and he cannot realize his idea of ​​finding clues through his footprints.

The only clue seems to be the black leather shoes and pants worn by the other party.

"Dr. Agasa, are there any cameras installed in the old Kumato Pavilion?"

"No." Dr. Agasa shook his head, "The old Kumato Pavilion is an old building. It has been many years and has been renovating recently, and there is no camera installed at all."

"The roads around this have been a long time, and there are no cameras."

Dr. Agasa's words cut Conan's last thoughts.

The snowflakes began to fall again, falling from the sky, on the street lights, on the roof, on the golden beetle cart.

The yellow car was like the only bright color of the dark night, and it slowly moved forward until everything behind it was covered with heavy snow.

Haibara leaned against the car window glass and looked at the snow outside the window. How great would it be if the snow could bury all this.

Bury those unknown secrets, those truths that cannot be revealed to the world, those unpredictable dangers hidden in the shadows...

Conan was not very interested, because he looked a little listless because of the cold.

After finally finding the clues, they were all broken. There was also a mysterious guy who didn't know whether it was the enemy or some, and things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

He opened the door and entered the room, and was about to sigh, but he was picked up by Xiaolan who was guarding the door. Suddenly, all his feelings were gone. He struggled for a few times and couldn't make it out, so he could only scratch his head and laugh at him and act cute.

"Conan, where have you been to play? Why did you come back so late!"

"I was playing electric at the doctor's house and accidentally forgot the time..."

Xiaolan was really angry. It has been seven or eight hours since school in the afternoon. Not only did she not see anyone, she didn't even call back a phone call.

"Really! If I hadn't called the doctor, I would have thought something had happened to you! I wouldn't call back and tell me, it would have made me worry!"

"Sorry...Ache..." Conan was about to be cute and confused, but couldn't help but sneeze.

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

"I caught a cold..." As he said that, Conan sneezed again, and a snot bubble appeared.
Chapter completed!
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