She leaned against the railing and looked at Shangchuan Shun, "How did A Shun's name pronounce in Chinese?"

"Hunkawa Shun."

"Shangchuan Shun?" Yuanzi learned it again.

It seemed that she had found fun, and she read it several times in the unstandard Chinese.

"Shangchuan Shun, climbchuan Shun, climbchuan Shun..."

When Kurakawa Shun listened to her chanting, it seemed that she would have to chant enough at one time.

Looking at the dove in his arms, he suddenly asked, "Do you like to blame Kidd?"

Suddenly, when he heard Chuan Shun ask about this, Yuanzi blushed, "It's not the kind of like it! It's my love for her idol!"

"Don't you think the thief in white clothes is so arrogant that he is magician under the moonlight is very handsome?"

"It's pretty handsome."

Yuanzi turned around and looked at the sea, with brown hair flying, "I want to be a monster thief even if I have something to do, roaming the sky, showing off my will without fear."

But this is destined to be impossible. There is the Suzuki family behind her. If her sister wants to get married, she will be the heir of the Suzuki family. Her leisure now is because her parents have opened a protective umbrella for her, giving her a happy campus life. When she goes to college, she will never be so leisurely.

She looked at the seagull flying by the sky and smiled, "I can't be a person, so I can only hope that my idol can continue to be free forever."

Instead of yourself, become a flying bird.

"That's how..." Shangchuan Shun gently rubbed the pigeon in his arms. The pigeon flapped his wings and wanted to jump from his arms to Shangchuan Shun's shoulder. However, he couldn't jump up, so he had to retract.

"Does A Shun have any idols you like?"

"No."

"So do you have any hobbies for A Shun?"

"I have so many hobbies." Shangchuan counted a few casually, and for a moment, ten fingers were not enough.

Yuanzi quietly wrote down, "Does A Shun have any favorite colors?"

"I like them very much, and I don't particularly prefer any one."

Yuanzi noticed that there was a bracelet on his left hand, and he seemed to be carrying it all the time. She was a little curious. Is this a story? "Is that bracelet a gift from someone else?"

Kamikawa Shin raised his hand and smiled slightly, "No, this is the legendary owl's steel wire."

"Ah?" Yuanzi blinked in a daze. What does this mean?

Looking at Yuanzi's expression, Guekawa suddenly felt very interesting. He put down his hand and slid his long sleeves to cover his bracelet.

"I'm just kidding you, this is an ordinary bracelet, I'm just used to it."

"Why..." Why did she feel the truth after another sentence?

In the evening, Shangchuan was teasing pigeons in the room when he suddenly heard a little noise in the corridor.

"Mr. Maori! Mr. Maori!" Masato Nishino looked at Kogoro Mori anxiously.

When he heard someone knocking on the door, Kogoro Mori excitedly opened the door and prepared to welcome him to have a big meal, "What's wrong, are you going to have a meal!"

"Not good! Mr. Hanchuan... Mr. Hanchuan died in the room!"

"What!"

Everyone who opened the door to see the situation was shocked and rushed to Hanchuan's room.

The door of the room was opened, and the entire bedroom seemed to be looted and in chaos. The cameraman Hanchuan was lying on the ground, with a lot of blood flowing out of his head. Looking closely, a bullet shot into his brain from his right eye, and there was no breath.

Yuanzi took a step back and hid behind Shangchuan Shun. Even though he had seen many murders, he could not help but feel frightened when he saw them again.

Kogoro Mouri looked stern, and he looked at the inside story of the room, threw Conan, who had already jumped to the corpse, and investigated the corpse.

"The cheeks have just begun to stiffen, and it is about thirty minutes after death." The room was chaotic, and the necklace he had shown to everyone in the afternoon had disappeared on his chest.

"President Suzuki, this is a murder incident. Please contact the police immediately!"

"OK."

Shangchuan Shun handed the pigeon to the garden, put on his gloves and walked in to check the situation.

The right eye of the corpse was completely covered with blood and blood by the impact of the bullet. Judging from the wound, the bullet was not very powerful. The death was because the bullet directly penetrated the brain marrow from the eye socket. There was a small hole with blood on the back of the head, and the bullet was left in the brain marrow.

This type of injury is usually caused by pistols. If you shoot in a small place like a room, the pistol requires little kinetic energy and easy to carry. Even if you install a silencer, you must ensure that the sound caused will not be heard by the outside world.

Shangkawa Shun looked around and picked up a nine-mm bullet clip near the door.

After receiving the call, Officer Megumi and his men were about to set off from Tokyo by helicopter, when they met Shiraki who had returned from a vacation.

"Officer Meguro?"

"White Bird? Haven't you been on vacation?"

"It's so boring to stay in the villa." Looking at Officer Memu and the forensic personnel behind him, Shiraki looked shaking, "Is there a case happening?"

"Yes, just go with us!"

"Okay." Shiraki didn't have time to put down his things, so he followed Officer Meguri on a helicopter flying to the sea cruise.

"Police Meguro, you are here!" Kogoro Maori was on the apron to welcome everyone in the police station.

Seeing that it was Kogoro Mouri again, Officer Meguri was speechless, "Why do cases always happen where you are?"

Kogoro Mouri was embarrassed, "This is probably God's will..."

"Mr. Maori is a god himself..." Shirama passed by Kogoro Mori, "and it's the god of death."

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"Officer Shiraki was so excited today..." Takagi followed behind him, feeling that Shiraki today was a little different from usual.

Shangkawa stood at the door with a pigeon in his arms waiting for the police to come. He seemed to have noticed the owner's breath. The pigeon cooed twice and flapped his wings.

Seeing that his pigeon was fine, Kuaido, who was mixed in the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief and felt much better. He made a secret move and the pigeon in Kazukawa Shun quieted down.

The personnel of the forensic department are taking photos and checking the scene. The shell she picked up had been put back to its original position by Shangchuan.

"The victim Han Chuanlong, 32 years old, is a writer of free impressions." Officer Megumi took a small notebook to record relevant information.

"Officer Meguri, this is a robber murder incident!" Kogoro Mouri swore.

"Um?"

"The ring on the victim's body is gone! The ring of the third female Maria of Nikola II! Mr. Hanchuan hung it around his neck!"

"But isn't it enough to steal the ring just by snatching it from your neck? Why was the scene destroyed like this?" Conan slipped in at some point and pointed to the cut pillow and the feathers scattered all over the ground.

"Conan! You guy!" Kogoro Mori picked up Conan and wanted to throw him out again.
Chapter completed!