Chapter 250 Gin, do you still say you don’t have eye disease?

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 250 Gin, do you still say you don’t have eye disease?

Curly and fluffy chestnut-colored short hair with ears, coiled around her cheeks in a calm way. At first glance, it really looks a bit like...

...What a fuck!

After suppressing the twitching of the corners of his mouth, Tang Ze once again felt that his expression control skills were severely challenged.

Gin, Gin Brother, please take a closer look at it?

You are a sniper, you are indeed a sniper, right?

We snipers can have other problems, but we can't be blind, right?

Is this Miyano Shiho? Ah? It’s more reasonable to recognize me as Shirley. OK!

With your vision level, can you really not hit the wrong person when you sniper?

——Oh, it was him who took the liberty, Gin would really hit the wrong person.

Tang Ze looked at the squinting Ayako Suzuki wrapped her arms around her fiancé's arm, and was talking in a low voice to Yuzo Fukuzawa beside her, gritting her teeth secretly.

Yuanzi is just there. You put down her hair and make a hairstyle. She has big eyes and melon-shaped faces. It looks a bit similar from a distance.

But Ayako Suzuki's squinting eyes and slender face looks very different from her sister no matter how she looks!

I just cut off some of my hair and made a delicate hairstyle. Gin, you really think Shibo Miyao was here because of this, right? Are you sober?

"Hmm? Have you noticed anything, Brother Akichi?" Seeing that his gaze was frozen in a certain direction, the police officer in Megu who walked in front of him couldn't help but look in that direction.

Compared to Ayako Suzuki who was standing in the corner with uneasy expressions, the police department of Meguru saw at a glance the music producer with long hair and the wrinkles on his face and the white hair of Kenzo Naoyama.

The Meguro Police Department immediately became alert and approached the police officers who were inquiring and listened to the answers of these guests.

"It should be just an accident?" Pushing the glasses on his face and long hair shawls, the musician Naoya Taruma was very dissatisfied with the status quo. "It is impossible to rule out that the crystal lamp has fallen due to aging, which caused the politician to die? I think you have detained us all in the banquet hall where someone died, and the reason is very insufficient."

"But we received the tip..." Takagi Sugh stopped him to prevent him from stirring up the guests' emotions.

"Then before investigating us, we should first find out the identity of the informant?" Kensan Ye interrupted, "Maybe he is the murderer himself?"

"How is it possible? It should be just a prank or a threat, right? The recent case of the Swallowing Councillor has caused a lot of controversy, and it seems that he has received a lot of threat letters..." The emcee frowned deeply.

"Hmph..." The businessman next to him sneered, "So if you can't do bad things, you will be punished."

The Memu Police Department's gaze swept across the people one by one, turned around and looked at Akitoro who was still staring at this side, and pondered.

Conan, who was inconvenient to get close to the body, was also scanning the group of people one by one.

He lowered his head, unfolded his handkerchief, and looked at the violet cloth carefully, thinking about something.

Shortly after he heard the strange noise, the cloth floated to his head.

Is it really just a coincidence...?

At this moment, in this venue that was blocked by the police, three code members from the organization were watching indifferently the movements of everyone in the venue.

The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so they cannot escape easily.

I clenched the fabric in my hand, remembering the purple handkerchief I signed when I entered the door and took away...

He turned his eyes and, relying on his height advantage, walked quietly among the crowd and headed towards the front desk.

He had to check, whoever received the purple handkerchief...

"Anyway, the interpreter of the swallow was killed by the falling lamp." Female writer Nanjo Kefu pushed down her glasses. "If this was really a murder, it would be very difficult to get the crystal lamp to hit the target accurately in the dark. It is only possible that they would tamper with the lamp in advance... At present, no matter whether it is the falling crystal lamp or the remaining part of the ceiling, there is no trace of similar trace? I think it is too early for you to judge that this is a murder together."

"Yes, can we investigate clearly as soon as possible and let us leave quickly?" the man next to him echoed.

The memorial service was quite standard, and the audience was full of celebrities and wealthy businessmen. It can be said that they were the group of people who were most afraid of suddenly dealing with the police and the media.

When they heard someone was arguing with the police, they all responded positively.

"Yes, you don't have the right to detain us."

"If you have any questions, you can contact my lawyer later. You have no right to ask me to cooperate."

At this moment, Conan ran to the door of the banquet hall and said in his innocent voice that he wanted to go to the toilet. The policemen guarding the door looked at the kid who was not yet waist-high and opened the door a crack.

Immediately, dense spotlights and noisy shouts came in from the corridor outside.

"Mr. Thukou died at the banquet. Is this true?"

"I heard it was an accident, what's going on now?"

"What are the details of the accident? Are there any other casualties?"

"Please answer!"

No matter when the police come, the dedicated Kexue media people will always fight on the front line of the case.

The shutter and flash kept ringing, which made Tang Ze, who was standing in the midfield, unable to help but raise his hand and cover his face.

"These dog-nosed things..." Tang Ze clearly heard Nanjo Fruit standing not far away and let out an impatient tongue, "It's a problem to go back now."

"Please don't break into the scene! The scene is still blocking!" The policeman who stopped the door withstood the pressure of the flow of people and held the door tightly, "Please back!"

Gripping his teeth and narrowing his eyes, Conan raised his arms to block his glasses, and walked out with difficulty in beating the lights that were as bright as day.

Let’s go and check the roster first... It just so happened that all the guests were still locked in the venue, which was a good time to compare and screen.

The audience's eyes were focused on the opened door.

Kenzo Naoyama frowned and watched the little boy wearing glasses squeeze into the reporters' pile. He didn't feel anything wrong. He closed his eyes irritably for a few seconds and turned his head back.

Tang Ze watched Conan's back as he was moving forward without hesitation, and thought about it, and couldn't help but glance at Belmode standing on the sidelines.

Belmode was also looking at the direction in front of the door. The assistant beside her was constantly talking to her, but she had no intention of answering.

She just stared at Conan's shadow struck by light on the marble floor, and disappeared as he sank into the crowd, and slowly smiled.

Is this recognized?

Should she be said to be too keen... or should she say this is called the eyesight of her mother fans?

Forget it, it’s not a big problem to recognize it. In order to protect Conan, she could grit her teeth and endure Shiho Miyao. Even if she discovered her identity, it would be no danger.

As long as Haibara Ai didn't get involved this time.

How could Gin see it? Haibara Ai, who is still a child now.

With Gin's strange face-blind eyesight, even if he ran into the street, he would not look at this child who was not as long as his legs.

As long as Haibara Ai didn't really come here, maybe...

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Ze glanced back and swept through the eyes of the crowd and captured a little maroon shadow.

Um?

Good news, no sun

Bad news, 40 degrees 5
Chapter completed!