Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

The second floor of the detective agency.

After washing up, Conan and Hattori Heiji held two manuscript papers and were discussing in a low voice:

"The number of digits after the decimal point is too many, isn't it?"

A certain black leather roughly counted, and the shortest one has 27 digits.

"You understand?" Conan squinted.

"I don't understand..." A black skin is very honest.

"I always feel that if Brother Gengyi writes a secret code, it should be very powerful." Conan thought thoughtfully.

"If you hand over Mr. Kusukawa's password to Genichi-san, he should be able to see it easily, right?" Hattori Heiji sighed.

"You mean the number of that dice?"

Conan thought for a while and gave a negative inference: "I don't think so. If you are not a frequent gambler, it should be difficult to associate with that person under normal circumstances."

"Yes, yes..." Hattori Heiji raised his tone and took the opportunity to strike, "In my opinion... If it is Conan's little brother who likes camping the most, it should be associated with a compass or something."

"Haha..." Conan sneered twice, too lazy to argue with him.

Hattori Heiji was boring.

Resentment towards Sunny Baby +1

The two stared at the manuscript paper for a while.

Hattori Heiji said again, "Should we go to rest?"

Conan looked at him deeply for a few seconds and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Is this a topic worthy of in-depth discussion?" A black skin was puzzled.

"Look to see if there is anything missing in the office." Conan gave a hint.

what is missing...

Hattori looked around, and the first thing he saw was the female star poster on the wall. After a few minutes, he noticed the dust marks on the desk, "The TV is gone, could it be that uncle with a mustache..."

"That's right."

Conan nodded, "This time is Yoko Okino's midnight show. Every time my uncle gets drunk, he will move the TV to the bedroom to watch it. I'm used to it."

Hattori Heiji:"......"

Suddenly I felt that it was a wise choice for the first brother to ask for a sofa...

"Don't worry, just wait a few minutes." Conan glanced at the time on the wall, "Xiao Lan is about to take a shower..."

Hattori Heiji:"???"

Hey, hey, shouldn't this little devil want to...

bang...

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound from upstairs, which seemed to be the movement of some kind of heavy object falling on the floor.

Fa... what happened?

A certain black skin is completely confused.

"Dad, don't you know what time it is, there is still work tomorrow!"

"No! My Yoko...My Yoko..."

The sound of rubbing and footsteps rang out in unison, and vaguely, accompanied by the wailing of an adult man, was getting closer.

The three people who were still on the second floor of the office all looked up to the door.

After ten seconds, the doorknob turned.

I saw Maori Lan dragged Kogoro Maori who was hugging the TV with one hand and walked in.

"That's... OK?" Hattori Heiji Doudouyan.

"This is just a part of it..."

Conan yawned, his calm look indicated that these were small scenes.

Although we can see it soon, Heiji Hattori couldn't help but wonder, "What's next?"

"Uncle won't give up so easily..."

While Conan spoke.

The drunk Kogoro Mouri also thoroughly staged his determination to live and die together with Yoko Okino.

Of course, to be precise, it should be the TV program that broadcasts Yoko Okino.

A certain tool man didn't let go of the TV, and Mao Lilan was helpless.

Hattori Heiji watched silently for a moment, and suddenly felt that this family was so complicated...

It's still raining outside the window.

Ye Genyi stopped the pen in his hand that kept writing and drawing.

The liveliness is someone else's, he just thinks it's very noisy...

Or go to sleep?

Speaking of which, I really haven't had a good rest for a while.

Thinking about it, he began to organize the draft calculations on the coffee table.

"Brother Geng, where are you going?"

Unlike a black skin who was a little focused when he first saw this scene, Conan quickly discovered Ye Genyi's actions.

"Tired, go to bed." Ye Gengyi said.

"Together..." Hearing this, Hattori Heiji withdrew his gaze from watching the excitement.

It's just past twelve o'clock midnight.

Yoko Okino's show will be broadcast until at least three in the morning.

Seeing that his father could not be persuaded, Mao Lilan had no choice but to ignore it.

Carry the futon up to the third floor.

A room without snoring is particularly peaceful.

Kogoro Mori's bed was empty.

On the floor, from left to right, lie Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Ye Genichi.

"It turned out to be an uncle on the second floor in the end," Hattori Heiji first sighed, and then asked, "Speaking of which...could it really be such a coincidence, that serial arsonist just happened to be eyeing the place we were going to. home?"

"It would be a good thing if we could really find clues about the pyromaniac."

"Brother Geng, what do you think?"

(?_?)...how about closing your eyes?

Ye Gengyi was silent for a moment, "I'll find out tomorrow."

"I just don't know if the rain will stop..." A certain black skin obviously still cares about the sunny doll hanging on the balcony.

"I looked at the weather forecast and said it was sunny." Conan added a buff to his girlfriend's prayer.

"Cut..." Hattori Heiji disdainfully said, "If the weather forecasts were all that accurate, the rain gear sellers would have lost their jobs long ago."

"Perhaps the reason for not reporting so accurately is to promote the economy?" Conan gave a conjecture that was nonsense at first listen.

After all, the fate of using rain gear to drive GPD can only be a cup...

"Aren't you all sleepy?" Ye Geng couldn't bear it anymore.

There's an old hooligan on the second floor, and two reasoning madmen on the third floor...

I can't sleep this night.

"It's alright, Gengichi-san, didn't you say that you usually sleep late?" Hattori began to give evidence.

Ye Genyi: "..."

That's when he doesn't want to sleep...

"Anyway, I don't have uncle's snoring. I feel like I can fall asleep at any time." Conan's seemingly neutral speech was actually biased towards a certain dark skin.

After all, there are really few opportunities to chat with Ye Genyi at ordinary times.

"In that case, I don't know if you have heard such a legend..." Ye Gengyi's voice suddenly became ethereal and cold.

Clearly covered with a quilt, Conan and Hattori Heiji suddenly shuddered for some reason.

If the topic is stopped here, the atmosphere of the most chatting will dissipate.

But they are both the kind of detectives who ask the truth~www.NovelMTL.com~ After being silent for a few seconds, they asked in unison, "What legend?"

"Five-chome Strange Talk..."

"This is a real case. It was raining outside the window that day. Mr. Edo returned to his rented apartment as usual... Since it was already early in the morning, he felt very tired, although he felt closed. Behind the eyes, there is always a line of sight watching me, but I still slept until the next day with that strange feeling..."

Ye Gengyi said and paused for a while.

"...And then?" Hattori Heiji hurriedly asked.

"Later, Mr. Edo told some of his friends about this..."

When Ye Geng said this, he slowly turned sideways.

In the dark night, his eyes facing the window seemed to emit a cold white light, "His friend said that the apartment was not clean, and that people had died, and the murderer has not been caught yet;

This sentence directly frightened Mr. Edo, so that night, Mr. Edo brought two friends back to the apartment to stay overnight...

Although there was a bed in the apartment's bedroom, remembering that line of sight, all three of them chose to lay the floor.

By the way, their situation is just like us now..."

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