Even such a strange outfit cannot completely cover up her beauty.

This beautiful woman, like a black pearl, walked among the crowd, moved her eyes and looked at Jiang Xia with a smile, but her words were said to her two colleagues: "This young man is a very popular detective in Tokyo, and that child often goes on news with him - after you took this job, you didn't even find out such basic things clearly?"

"What's the matter with this?" Huang Mao snorted indifferently, "A guy who doesn't have a high school education has actually pretended to be a detective - who knows whether those cases are lucky enough to be solved."

Curacao glanced at him, then moved slightly, shrinking further away.

The director of the program quickly interrupted: "Don't say that, Mr. Jiang Xia's detective level has been tested countless times. Besides, he does not have a high school degree, just because he has not graduated yet - in fact, Mr. Jiang Xia's grades are very good. I heard that many of his fans will even offer his portraits before the exam!"

Curacao thought about that scene, his eyes slightly twitched: "..." What's the use of offering this kind of thing? - Even if there is, it's better than blessing those candidates to take the exam, and its effective method may only make the invigilator unexpectedly convenient for the candidates to plagiarize, or when the candidates fail the exam, the marker or other people who come into contact with the exam suddenly die, blood is poured on the exam paper, the test paper is scrapped, and additional supplementary exams...

When countless murders related to exams emerged in the minds of an organization member.

Next to him, Huangmao was still tracing his pockets and arguing with the director of the show unhappily.

The middle-aged man sitting in the secondary seat frowned and listened for a while, and couldn't help but shout to everyone who was separated by a wall: "What's the noise? It's too late to set out today, so we have to go over and come back quickly. Otherwise, when the sun sets, all the ghosts will emerge and take their lives - right, Captain."

The captain was a middle-aged man with curly hair, and his skin was also dark. He drove the boat taciturnly without saying anything.

The other people on the boat all caught the keywords with sharp ears.

Curacao raised his head, and beside her, Moriran's hair was already standing up: "'Come out and seek life'... what are you talking about?"

The middle-aged man in the captain's room was joking with the captain loudly, but he could not hear the weak question that was flooded by the waves.

Huangmao heard it, and he stood on tiptoe and made a ghost posture, stretched his tongue, and came to the ears of two high school girls close together: "Of course, it's a ghost! When it gets dark, they will appear quietly and suck away human souls - but a famous legend on our Okinawa Island."

The young man with half-haired hair also said with him gloomy: "It is said that if a woman starts weaving cloth at night, then a dead soul in a shroud will come from the underworld, climb up ashore quietly, and suck the souls of living beings."

Ran Maori: "!!!"

Her horror made the two young men laugh, and the woman who looked like a black pearl tickled: "You two talk too much - I plan to go swimming in the island. Now, you say this, how can I enjoy the waves?"

Three young locals left noisily.

Hattori Heiji looked at Black Pearl and remembered that she had just said she wanted to swim, and suddenly murmured: "White."

"Hmm?" Conan heard Hattori Heiji's voice with sharp ears. His eyes lit up. He quickly pulled the little friend to the side, and then whispered sneakily like a thief, "What white? Have you found the clue so quickly?"

Hattori Heiji came back to his senses: "I mean swimsuits - believe it or not, the swimsuit prepared by that sister must be a white high-fork swimsuit."

Conan: “…?”

Hattori Heiji hummed and said proudly: "Don't believe it. When I went to the beach to play, I was bored and speculated what kind of swimsuits those women whose bodies were buried underwater and whose heads were exposed on the water would choose - guess what? Guess it right! If Jiang Xia competed with me, I would definitely be able to crush him hard!... Hey? Why are you going away? I haven't finished talking yet!"

Conan closed his ears and walked faster: What's the use of being gifted in such things? It's simply embarrassing!

"Although the 'winning Jiangxia' is heart-warming, I beat him in this way..."

A mini detective with a good imagination was silent for a moment, and a picture slowly emerged in his mind: in the vicissitudes of life and tragic bgm, he solemnly found Jiang Xia and left Zhan Shu. Jiang Xia took the Zhan Shu and found that there were a group of beauties in bikini swimsuits on it, and the title of Zhan Shu was "Decisive Battle! Top of the Swimsuit"...

...It's so embarrassing!

Conan moved his toes and sighed heavily: "This guy Hattori has never been reliable. I'd better work harder and try to stand on the same level as Jiang Xia when the official live broadcast tomorrow."

...

After 10 minutes.

On the Ghost Turtle Island.

The clear water and blue sky, and the seagulls fly.

Conan and Hattori Heiji stood on the shore, silently watching a figure in the water.

——Black Pearl was not defeated by the ghost stories of two companions, but still ran to swim as soon as she got on the island.

However, unlike the scene of a beauty playing in the water in the imagination, this behavior should be said to be "diving" than swimming - she was obviously a thick black diving suit.

The boat was sailing casually nearby, and the black pearls floated onto the water and shouted impatiently to the mail: "Captain, drive away and don't make the waves so big!"

"White high-square swimsuit?" Conan looked at her and laughed, "No matter how you look at it, it's just a black rubber wetsuit."

Hattori Heiji scratched his head awkwardly: "It's weird, I've never guessed it before."

Suddenly he remembered something and looked at Conan: "Didn't you just say that you are not interested in this kind of thing-but why don't you go elsewhere and don't stick to Xiaolan, but instead came with me to see the answer to the mystery right away?"

"..." Conan also became embarrassed, of course, his mouth was still hard, "You said it was the 'answer' - I'm a detective. Even if the things you reasoned are boring and useless, I will still witness your crash."
Chapter completed!