Time flies, and the sun and the moon passes by. On March 31, the second class of the Metropolitan Police Search Department was busy preparing to arrange a trap in the Rice Museum. Kogoro Mouri was also invited to the scene, hoping to show his skills and capture the monster thief Kid.

What a big scene. From afar, we saw the dense police outside the museum crowded together, and two helicopters were wandering in the sky. Matsuda felt so sad. Why did we never see such strong support when we caught murderers in one class? Could it be that the management officer of the second class, Kami Taro, was the nephew of the police chief?

Although I have been in the Metropolitan Police Department for three years, I have no idea how old Matsuda is the police chief of the Metropolitan Police Department is a man or a woman. After criticizing the policeman Chamu in his heart, he turned his eyes to the policeman who was as dark as an ant on the ground. It would be great if I handed these hands to me, I immediately searched the entire Tokyo carpet-style black-clothed organization members and arrested one and killed the other.

After waiting for a while, I saw Kogoro walking out with Xiaolan and Conan, Matsuda waved from afar. Oh yell~~ This little ghost looked so bad, it seemed that he had unlocked the secret code.

"Ah! It's Officer Matsuda." Xiaolan came over to say hello politely when she saw Matsuda waving.

"Tsk, it's this annoying guy." Kogoro looked down on Matsuda now. Since this guy appeared, my sleeping Kogoro actually became a character who made a soy sauce, completely transformed into a transparent person.

Youdao is his colleagues and enemies. A detective like Kogoro who makes a living by reputation, the one he dislikes the most is a policeman like Matsuda. Especially the media keeps fanning the flames, as if he, the famous detective Kogoro Mori, can only go outside Tokyo to eat and drink, and it is perfectly fine if there is a Matsuda Mitsuta in Tokyo.

"Xiaolan, how about borrowing Conan?" Matsuda smiled and threw out the question of the wolf grandmother kidding Little Red Riding Hood.

"Okay." Xiaolan looked down at Conan who was holding hands by him: "The relationship between Officer Matsuda and Conan is good."

Matsuda pulled Conan, who looked reluctant, and put his left thumb and index finger into his mouth to hold up a smile: "Of course, I love children very much."

Haha, go and go and cheat. When Conan saw Kogoro and Xiaolan leave, he immediately threw away Matsuda and spit out a few saliva. He felt a little better and said provocatively: "Have you come up with the answer to the code?"

Matsuda shook his head.

Haha. Conan, who consciously gained the upper hand, excitedly wanted to hurt Matsuda a few words, and then told him the answer and let him look at himself with admiration.

Before Conan could make a sound, Matsuda took the lead: "The secret code left by Kidd?"

"Yes." Conan nodded.

"What is that?" Matsuda asked, and finally asked.

"I have completely unlocked this code." Although it did not achieve the expected effect, Matsuda lowered his head first. The target he had always wanted to catch up had been completely defeated in reasoning for the first time. Conan, excited, started talking endlessly: "The first sentence, when the moon separates the two people, these two people refer to satellites and the sun. In other words, this sentence refers to the lunar eclipse caused by the moon between satellites and the sun, and it is the time when he commits the crime. That is, the time when BS relaxation and interruption, from twelve to four o'clock in the night."

"And this happens to be the beginning of the dark star blackstar in English. With the invitation of the waves, the waves in this sentence are radio waves, that is, the monster thief Kid will appear from the direction of the bs radio waves. The bs radio waves are transmitted from south to west forty-five degrees and from above the horizontal line to the distance at 42.3 degrees. From the perspective of the Mihua Museum, the only building that meets this condition is the roof of the Kuzuto Municipal Hotel."

Although Conan, who said such a long sentence, was dry mouth, still listening to his small breasts and his chin raised his chin and staring at the towering Kudo Municipal Hotel, deliberately not going to see Matsuda. Worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me, worship me...

A strange atmosphere filled Matsuda and Conan, leaving the rushing passers-by around him to the side, and no one could lean over to break the deadlock.

Matsuda raised his hand in this aura, slowly raised it over his head, and then... put it on his hair and scratched it gently: "What did you say so much in the room? Are you not tired? Just just one sentence Kidd would appear on the roof of the Kumato Municipal Hotel between 12:30 and 4:00, wouldn't it be broken?"

Huh~~~ A cool breeze blew into Conan's heart, allowing this sunny and stylish prince of reasoning to feel the cold atmosphere after reasoning for the first time. He~he~~ definitely deliberately hit me to hide his loss!

Don't play like this! Just as I was about to give up my style and turn my head to theory with Matsuda, Matsuda slowly finished the second half of the sentence: "Also, I just want to ask you what Kidd's preview has written?"

"Impossible!!!" I clearly felt that I and the surrounding scenery were shattered like glass, and then a reputation was penetrated into my body, filling it up, and I jumped up and pointed at Matsuda's nose: "You must have not forgotten! You must have remembered it clearly like me!! You must have thought of this code like me last night and didn't even come up with the answer in the early morning!!!"

"What do I remember that!?" Matsuda was very confused about Conan's extreme behavior and retorted in a very ordinary and plain tone: "I didn't say it clearly yesterday. This matter is not ours. It is the second class responsible."

I originally thought that Matsuda would be like me, very interested in this so-called secret code, and must have studied it very carefully. And as an opponent that I must surpass, I must have an absolute advantage in cracking the secret code this time. As a result, after I spoke it out with confidence, the other person didn't care at all.

When I thought of myself as if I was like a clown, Conan was so sad that he wanted to go crazy. He pulled his hair and began to shake his head randomly: "How could there be an irresponsible policeman like you!"

"Hehe, the police also have division of labor. Do smarter policemen deserve to be exhausted if they have to be in charge of the situation?" Matsuda shook his head and said with an expression of no help: "You really unlocked it? Why did the code originally write it?"

Conan angrily took out a piece of paper and threw it to Matsuda, looking at him closely. You guy who doesn't know anything wants to reason with me?

Looking at the paper absent-mindedly, Matsuda decided to find some loopholes. This little devil dared to point at me in the street and shouted loudly, and he couldn't forgive me. But what kind of messy things like Sun satellite radio waves are so hard to guess, and I think it's a bit contempt.

Because of career issues, if there are bomb components and gun structures, Conan is difficult to match Matsuda. But when it comes to Japanese satellites, such as those who are not related to Matsuda, how can he guess? It seems that there should be nothing wrong with Matsuda. Matsuda began to try to recall the plot in his heart.

Hey!? By the way, I remember Conan asked him to play with him when he met Kid. And the first time Kid appeared, he should have stolen something on a boat. With this important clue, Matsuda began to think hard about how to pick it.

"Hey, what are you doing? Just say something about my reasoning." Conan saw that Matsuda couldn't think of it, and seemed to be stunned and felt proud.

"You didn't say the meaning of the first sentence, right?" Although Matsuda did not recall the detailed plot, he knew that the incident was on the ship rather than a museum, so he really picked up the sting in the trailer.

"The first sentence?" Conan was stunned for a moment: "When the moon separates the two, doesn't this sentence tell you what the meaning is?"

"No, no, no." Matsuda's index finger shook in front of Conan a few times: "I'm saying the first sentence, aprilfoo1."

"Aprilfoo1? Hey, you're not sick. Isn't that date?" Conan rolled his eyes.

"Don't you know that aprilfoo1 is April Fool's Day tomorrow, April 1st? What if Kidd just teases you and doesn't show up?" Matsuda didn't know what would happen tomorrow, no, tonight. So he didn't have the confidence in his heart, and this sentence was not so convincing.

"You are making trouble! If you dare not admit that you lost this time, just say it outright!! You guy who can't afford to lose!!!" This is also a reason? Conan has a clear understanding of Matsuda's shamelessness.

Seeing Conan leaving without looking back, Matsuda shook his head. He was so stingy and liked to fight with qi. However, since he knew the time and place, then prepare for it and watch the show tonight, hehe.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Conan was not sleeping obediently, so he sneaked to the Gutou Municipal Hotel. Under the surveillance of a group of mysterious people with bad eyes and invisible people, he ran to the roof, preparing to set off firecrackers and play with fire and urinate on the kang.

Then at twelve to thirty, Conan and Kid finally met. During this first meeting, the two of them looked at each other, and they were looking at each other, and a pair of eyes and one lens for the time being, Conan's inner world felt unusual. At the moment of his inner monologue, Kid slowly approached quietly and then approached.

Under this quiet night, he quietly came to me. His eyes seemed to see through everything and showed a fearless smile. A cloak and a top hat, without any extra movement. Although his face could not be seen clearly under single glasses and backlight, he was surprisingly young. He was thirty, twenty, or even younger...

After Conan determined Kidd's age, the curve of the blooming lips was not difficult to read deep in his heart. This little boy with tenderness, freshness and control found a good friend who was separated from him and joined hands across the century.
Chapter completed!