Chapter 106 Tang Ze’s jammer is working

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 106 Tang Ze’s jammer is working

[What did you do again? Ginjiu sent an email to ask me what I have cultivated you.]

[I just kindly communicated with him about the organization's personnel rules... I have a surprise harvest today, I will tell you when I go back.]

Gin Jiu probably felt that Tang Ze had learned from Anmuro what kind of Onmyoji Dharma?

In fact, if you think too much, Tang Ze's own Yin-Yang Technique has reached the level of transformation. After all, he is a high-intensity surfing game house.

After replying to the email from Anmuro who was innocently caught in the shooting, Tang Ze temporarily put away his cell phone and continued to observe the situation in the venue.

The game is still in a state of anxiety. Two high school detectives have already pulled out the red dots that were pierced behind the deceased's ears and are looking for possible weapons all over the room.

Conan, who had a severe cold and had a big mouthful of stuffy mouthful, was obviously in poor condition, and walked a few steps and shook it around the desk in a shaky way.

Then, when he found the poison needle, he ran into Hattori Heiji, who was also lying on the ground and flipping through it.

Before Ran Maori exclaimed and grabbed Conan, Tang Ze took a step forward, as if he had expected it, and steadily caught the primary school student who was knocked down to the ground.

Before Hattori Heiji started to accuse them of "why letting children flip around at the murder scene", Tang Ze took the initiative and said: "It would be better to wait for the police to come before conducting an investigation, or the high school detective just doesn't abide by the rules.

, synonymous with the love of destroying the scene?”

Hattori Heiji was so angry that he opened his eyes widened when he said that he was robbing him of the first time, pointing to the child who had his eyes in circles: "Such a young child makes him touch things, why do you accuse me of destroying the scene?"

"He is ignorant, he is still a primary school student, are you too?" Tang Ze ended with a general attack and ended the conversation.

Conan, whose head was buzzing, shook his head at this moment, woke up a little, and looked up at Tang Ze who was holding him with emotion.

If you attack the opponent indiscriminately, you will have reliable brothers. Is this the feeling? It’s great.

"Okay Conan, don't run around. You're still having a fever, you're so restless." After successfully holding back the hatred, Tang Ze put Conan into Ran Mori's hand, and looked up at Hattori Heiji to reveal a gentleness.

a smile.

Hattori Heiji: "..."

With the condemnation of the people in the room, he was not easy to get angry, so he could only stand up with anger, put his hands in his pockets, and wait for the police to arrive together.

Ten minutes later, the familiar police officers arrived at the Tsujimura home, and the leader was still the familiar Meguro police department.

"Brother Maori, oh, Tang Ze is here too." After greeting the acquaintance, the police department of Megumi turned his eyes to the dead who fell to the ground. The whole process was natural and easy, and he felt a kind of homely kindness.

In the first murder case of the art museum, Memu Police Department learned about Tang Ze's embarrassing juvenile offender, and understood that he was unlikely to show up in public and exposed to the media, but he was indeed a talent who could help solve the case. Now he is basically regarded as a person

In order to be like a half-secret detective, it was not surprising that he appeared at the crime scene.

Tang Ze looked at his dark circles sympathetically, raised his hand and said hello.

In a sense, the police in this world may be a job that is harder than the programmers of 996.

"The deceased, Akira Tsujimura, diplomat, 54 years old." The police department of Memu looked through the information handed over by his subordinates and observed the corpse lying on the ground. "Well... the person who found the body was Mrs. Tsujimura, and he was commissioned by Mrs. Tsujimura.

, the detective who happened to be on the scene..."

Speaking of this, the body was not checked. The police department of Meguri sighed first and glanced at Kogoro Mouri: "It seems that he killed this time."

"Is this..." Kogoro Mouri scratched the back of his head, "No obvious trauma has been seen yet, and the possibility of natural death cannot be ruled out..."

"No." Conan and Hattori Heiji finished speaking in unison, both stunned and looked at each other silently.

Strange little ghost... Hattori Heiji looked at Conan carefully for a while, and then turned back: "The deceased had a small red dot behind his ear, and at the table, I found a suspicious silver needle that fell to the ground...the body's

The lips and fingers were cyanotic and the conjunctiva was bleeding, which means the deceased died of suffocation, but as this uncle said, there was no obvious external trauma on the corpse, so he should have died of some kind of poison that can paralyze the human nerves!

”

The police department of Memu was stunned for the first time. He focused his attention on this strange black-skinned boy, and raised his brow strangely: "Who are you?"

"His name is Hattori Heiji, and he is a arrogant detective." After he refuted it, Kogoro Mouri shrugged unhappily.

"Hatsuke Heiji, Hattori..." The police officer of Memu frowned and read this familiar surname twice, and suddenly realized, "Ah! Hattori! You are the son of the high school detective who was Hattori Hirohiro, the head of the police officer of Osaka Prefecture!"

Hattori Hiroshi, who had just entered the detective mode, had a vein on his forehead, and the veins in his forehead leaped.

He was not famous for his father, he became a famous detective with dignity! Such a long prefix is ​​not necessary! It sounds like a second generation who relied on his parents!

"Don't mention my dad..." He looked up and rolled his eyes. "The body of the deceased is still warm, and there have not been any other changes such as corpse spots. When we found the deceased, it was not more than half an hour before he was killed... Let's come first...

Let’s investigate step by step. At present, I’m observing that there are no signs of outside intrusion in the room…”

A crisp sound of "dang" interrupted the rhythm of Hattori Heiji taking over the on-site investigation. As soon as he turned around, he saw Tang Ze squatting beside the body, groping with several police officers about the body's clothes. The sound was from the drum of the deceased.

The movement of the keys drawn out from their pockets.

Hattori Heiji frowned and wanted to tell him not to touch the body randomly. When he saw Tang Ze standing up, he took off his gloves he had put on when he was wearing, and calmly described: "I guess this is the key to entering the study. When we entered the door,

, The room was locked, Mrs. Tsujimura entered with the key... Mrs. Tsujimura? Is there anyone else who holds this set of keys?"

He turned his head and quietly stared at Koe Tsujimura, who was showing his sad face.

Koe Tsujimura looked back at him, his deliberate expression of sorrow on his face slightly retreated, and his vision was equally calm.

Hattori Heiji looked at Tangze strangely, then at the silent Koe Tsujimura. He always felt that the two of them had reached some kind of agreement in silence, and were conveying their attitudes to each other with their eyes.

"...No more." Koe Tsujimura took out the set of keys in his pocket that were exactly the same as those on the ground. "Only my uncle and I have the keys to the study."

Tang Ze lowered his eyes and nodded slightly, as if he knew the answer she gave, and as if he had accepted a certain choice from her.

He took a step back, retreated to the side of Maori Ran and the others, and decided to return to the bystander position and no longer speak.

Hattori Heiji stared at his pace, his frown could no longer relax.

Tang Ze looks so weird...

Hattori Heiji looked at the study key that fell on the ground and was decorated with a flat keychain. He took a deep breath and ignored Tang Ze, who was acting weird for the time being, and was ready to take over the rhythm again.

"So, this is a neat and impossible crime, commonly known as--

"A murder case in the secret room!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and the focus of everyone's eyes once again gathered on him.

Very well, everything returned to the track he knew, Hattori Heiji smiled and put his hands in his pockets.

As a result, his next sentence was interrupted by Tang Ze's voice again.

"Conan—"

Hattori Heiji turned around and saw the restless little boy climbing on the ladder looking at the bookshelf. Somehow, his body was shaking more and more, and he was about to fall from the ladder more than one meter high.

The closest thing to him was Tang Ze who stepped back to the masses.

Tang Ze jumped quickly again, and his outstretched arm was just under Conan's spine, catching the short elementary school student.

Hattori Heiji: "..."

What happened to this person named Tang Zezhao? Did he do it on purpose? Is it right? Isn't it?
Chapter completed!