"Can Doi Tukki be considered a stage name?" Just as Matsuda asked people to return to their house and wait for him to meet the murderer, Conan came to the room of the second man in red who stole someone else's ID: "Man in red, I almost got deceived by your trick."

"I didn't deliberately deceive anyone." Doi Tower turned around on the balcony: "This time I came, I was very curious that the dead stupid boy was still communicating, so I took a look. I didn't expect this to happen. Little kid, you came at the wrong time. No wonder the famous detectives did nothing in the place where there are famous detectives."

"Say this." Conan was annoyed. Thinking of Matsuda's slutty look just now, he was angry and hid his hand behind him.

Just now, I was clearly the one who cracked the mystery, but was shamelessly plagiarized by that guy, but he insisted on inspiring me to come upstairs to find you, a pretend thief.

"Little kid, I won't chat anymore." Seeing Conan's hands behind him, Kid felt cold. He couldn't even make a joke. Do you have to attack me in such an occasion?

When Conan quickly waved his arm to aim at Kidd, Kidd leaned down from the balcony and disappeared in front of Conan.

Conan took a few steps forward and happened to see Kid, who had finished disguising, control the glider and fly away gracefully.

This time happened to be when Tanaka and Matsuda were talking. Tanaka received a prompt from Matsuda and turned around and saw Kid leaving.

"Even without me, you will not escape." Matsuda said calmly: "After all, you are not a person who can live as if nothing has happened after killing people."

"Hey, is this a comfort?" Tanaka turned around, but did not look at Matsuda.

"It's not comfort, but fact. If you do this, the saddest thing is actually your grandfather. Especially because of him, you make your life so painful. Such things are actually the easiest to hit the old man's heart." Matsuda's expression was very sad and his eyes lost its luster. Silly boy? Are you very stupid and naive child?

"Grandpa? He is dead, dead." Tanaka was so sensationalized by Matsuda, and she couldn't stop her tears from falling.

"Tears." Matsuda reached out to help Tanaka wipe it: "Now you have chosen a difficult road. No matter what happens in the future, no matter what others will look at you in the future, don't miss it. If possible, if you trust me, you can come to me if you have any difficulties in the future. However, please stick to it and keep going, don't miss it."

Persist, go on, and never miss it. Matsuda's voice was very firm, because it was his cry from the depths of his heart and from the soul. Yes, we have all missed it, but we will never do anything wrong again.

After Tanaka wiped away the tears, it was dawn, and the sun shone through the window on her face, reflected in Matsuda's eyes, soft and warm.

"I know another magician named Miho Mazi. Seeing you, I suddenly thought, if one day I could see you standing on the stage together and shining with dazzling light, then I think that kind of light will definitely make me cry involuntarily."

"Matsuda, this time it was done very well." When everything was settled, the Metropolitan Police searched the office of the First Class, Memu patted Matsuda's shoulder and said, "You have not let our trust down, but have you forgotten something?"

"What did I forget?" Matsuda was confused when asked. I had never said anything that would guarantee that there would be no murder? Hamano was dead when I went there. This was not my responsibility, right?

"Where did you throw the helicopter's parachute bag?" Megu saw Matsuda pretending to be confused, and knew that he wanted to escape responsibility.

"It was not what I threw it away, it was hanging on the tree itself." Matsuda immediately began to shirk responsibility: "I was in a hurry to go to the villa."

"Don't find reasons, the driver has been asked several times." Megu was helpless at Matsuda's slutty face: "I'll help you block this matter, but you should pay attention to it yourself. Maybe when will you get on his helicopter again in the future."

Hehe, that's the only thing that will happen. At worst, we won't jump off next time, so we will take the rope down. Matsuda turned his face aside and didn't want to argue with Megu. Hey? Why do you think of something like rope down now?

The murder was very simple, and the prisoner confessed, so he quickly reported the prosecution. Afterwards, Matsuda watched her be taken away by the prosecutor of Kyujo. Since it was a series of murders and the case was serious, Madonna was specially assigned to take action.

Of course, Madonna in the prosecutor industry has a bigger name and stronger aura, but she is even more disliked when she sees Matsuda. It is like the suppressed detective Kogoro Mori is a little different.

Behind this famous single Madonna, the unscrupulous person, was discussed by unscrupulous people. The jealous female colleagues accused her of achieving political achievements only through Matsuda, while the despicable male colleagues repeatedly emphasized that she and Matsuda had some kind of relationship that transcends friendship.

Under such a general premise, how could the prosecutor of Jiujo, who was so clear and innocent, give Matsuda a good face? The two of them finished the delivery in a cold manner, and even said a complete sentence.

"The policeman is a profession." After a few days of rest after sending him off, Matsuda began to moan without pain. Our job is to arrest bad people, why do we encounter so many good people making mistakes?

Tanaka's stayed for a few days, but Matsuda was still thinking so randomly. In fact, to be honest, this kind of murder caused by verbal arguments and this kind of serial killing with meticulous thinking is still unreasonable.

In Matsuda's heart, Tanaka is just the kind of ordinary person. Of course, it is the police's responsibility to guide them on the right path and not to go to the side and make mistakes. What really touched him was actually the female magician Miho Mako. When she saw Tanaka Matsuda, she would think of her, and she remembered that night when she was walking under the night with her sleeping 99-安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安

Just as he was in a whirlpool of emotion and was sentimental, he looked up at the clock on the wall and Matsuda jumped up in a panic: "Get off work! Go home!"

"I'm back." Matsuda returned to his apartment and looked up and saw Xiao Ai who was watching a fashion show in front of the TV.

"I have bought the dishes and I'm in the kitchen." Xiao Ai didn't even raise his head.

"Ah, yes." Matsuda grimaced at the back of Xiao Ai's head and went into the kitchen. In order to better contact with Xiao Ai and make her cheerful and confident, Matsuda usually does this kind of big boy behavior that remains childlike.

Although she seemed silly and silly, it was not ineffective. Although Xiao Ai, who was sitting on the sofa, did not look back, she really wanted to see Matsuda's small movements. After whispering a "stupid" and her lips cursed.

The kitchen case not only washed clean, but also cut and arranged neatly, just wait for Matsuda to put it in the pot and fry it.

The daily takeaway life is not very easy. No matter how you change it, you will get tired of eating it over time. Moreover, Xiao Ai is still young now, so Matsuda has no choice but to start doing it himself for a while.

"Your level of cutting vegetables has improved recently. Actually, I'll just come. Can't you eat well if you can't wait?" Matsuda praised her after preparing supper and sat down face to face with Xiao Ai.

"You are not bad, either." Xiao Ai ate the dish: "At least, grasp the amount of salt." If I don't cut vegetables, do you still have to throw them whole pieces in?

"It's better to support your family and learn everything, so you won't suffer any losses in the future." Matsuda smiled dryly.

After dinner, sitting on the sofa, Matsuda leisurely raised his legs and crossed his legs: "Is this little devil still quiet these days? Have you ever had any trouble?"

"Ha, I don't have the obligation to look at him for you." Although Xiao Ai said this, he still answered Matsuda: "If the villa matters did not count the other day, then he would be a very ordinary child."

"That's good. Speaking of which, it's great that he didn't get involved in any incident with Maori in the past few days." Matsuda laughed at this point: "If he could take Maori and his family elsewhere for a year or two, the whole world would be quiet."

People can't stand the whispers. Matsuda just finished speaking and his cell phone rang.

"Brother Matsuda, come to the Metropolitan Police Department quickly. No, no, you are waiting at the intersection of Nichou. I'll send someone to pick you up." As soon as the phone was called, I heard Meguri's anxious voice.

"What's wrong? Police Department?" A bad feeling surged in Matsuda's heart.

"I just received a call from Brother Maori, and a murder occurred in the Mori family. You have to be more agile. The Mori family is a large consortium and a person in the upper class. Every move is under the attention of the media." Megu explained a little and immediately hung up the phone, organized personnel there, and arrived at the scene as soon as possible.

Listening to the busy voice of "dou" in my ears, Matsuda was still staying while Megumi was talking. He said who called the police? Maori? That Maori? Maori Kogoro? Your sister, Conan is really not allowed to talk about it?

He quickly arrived at the place he had agreed with Megu. After he arrived to pick up his police car, he rushed to the scene of the murder. It was another luxurious villa.

After getting out of the police car, Matsuda had no time to sigh whether there was anyone in Japan who dared to be a rich man, so he saw that the door of the villa had been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Of course, it was not the police but the reporters who came from the news. They blocked the door tightly, as if they were waiting for the door to open a gap before they could get in and get the latest news.

"What are they doing? Where are the police? Don't plan to take care of them?" Matsuda looked around and was about to find out if there were any side doors or open windows.

"The police department is in the crowd. Before the owner of the villa could open the door, so many reporters rushed over. They were squeezed into the bottom of the house. A police officer who knew the situation came over and said, "What should I do, Officer Matsuda? Do you need to evacuate them?"
Chapter completed!