Conan: Peppermint Beluga

Obviously here to perform a mission, but there is actually a line up here to rent skis.

Matsuda took out a few banknotes from his wallet as a deposit, and Zhufu Jingguang beside him couldn't wait to rush out to experience the charm of skiing.

Matsuda did not choose double boards like Zhufu. He personally prefers to play single boards.

Both of them are not beginners, so they choose to go to the master area to play. After Zhu Fu Jingguang fixed the ski boots on the bindings, he sent an invitation letter to Matsuda: "Song Tian, ​​come to the competition!"

"The one who dodged a finger when you lost?"

"...Hey, hey, don't be so scary, okay? You won and I'll buy you a year of Coke!"

Matsuda looked at him with interest and asked, "Then you won?"

Meeting the phoenix eyes that were raised at the corners of his eyes, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and blinked his right eye, and said indifferently, "Call me Brother Jing!"

"…roll."

Matsuda put on his goggles and set off first. Seeing that Matsuda was cheating, Zhu Fu Jingguang also started quickly, and shouted at his back: "Hey! Matsuda! You are not trustworthy! "

However, even if Matsuda lets Zhu Fu start first, the final winner is Matsuda. He has never lost in sports.

After waiting for more than two minutes at the finish line, Zhu Fu Jingguang came slowly and leisurely. Matsuda took off his goggles and looked at the cursing Zhu Fu, and said indifferently, "One year's Coke."

"Qi, don't you just want you to call me Brother Sheng? Is it necessary to be so serious?" Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help muttering, he was ten years older than you anyway, so he didn't know how to respect the old man.

"Ah."

With a short chuckle, the moment Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyes, he captured the rise of the corner of Matsuda's mouth. Even if it was only a few pixels, he was definitely smiling!

"You smiled!"

"no."

"I saw!"

"You're blind."

It's like primary school students pecking at each other at the scene, one insists on making the other admit to laughing, and the other insists on not admitting that he laughed.

At this time, there was a shutter sound next to the camera, which made the two of them stunned.

Matsuda turned to look at the source of the sound, a young lady in a red ski suit holding a digital camera.

With long curly brown hair, sky blue eyes, and her delicate appearance, it was difficult to tell her real age. At this time, she was smiling and admiring her photography work.

A little familiar.

"I'm so sorry, my wife took your photos without permission." The black-haired man wearing a navy blue ski suit and a black cap said apologetically.

Matsuda frowned and was about to ask them to delete the photo when Zhufu Jingguang took the lead and said excitedly, "Are you Miss Yukiko Kudo and Mr. Yusaku Kudo?!"

"Ara, do you know me? I didn't expect to meet such a handsome fan here!" Yukiko Kudo smiled embarrassedly, cupping her cheek with one hand.

"Of course, I'm a fan of yours. Can you... can you sign me?" Zhu Fu Jingguang rummaged through his pockets, only to find that there was no paper to sign, and he was frustrated.

The corners of Matsuda's mouth twitched slightly. He now has the right to suspect that his subordinate is not usually doing his job properly. What is the difference between this and those crazy groupies.

But soon Zhu Fu Jingguang cheered up, pointed to his ski suit with a smile, and said, "Well, can you sign my autograph on my ski?"

"Of course you can~ What's your name?"

Just as he was about to reveal his real name, he realized that there was a poor-faced Matsuda standing next to him. Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around and handed his back to the Kudo couple, and said, "Just write the one-character scene."

After signing the name, Yusaku Kudo looked at Matsuda and said with a smile, "We still have something to do next, so I won't disturb the two of you skiing. Goodbye."

Seeing the two leave, Zhu Fu Jingguang was very satisfied staring at the two signatures on the skis, but his enthusiasm was quickly awakened by the cold voice.

"Did you forget that this board is rented?"

"!!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was instantly petrified in place. He completely forgot about the fact that the skis were rented. Wouldn't that mean that he gave the renter two signatures for nothing, and lost two signatures himself, rounding up blood loss!

"Matsuda!"

"what?"

"How about... Shouldn't this board be replaced?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not expect that he would say such a thing, that the dignified public security police would steal skis.

Matsuda glared at the dead fish, because he didn't understand the psychology of the groupies, and he didn't want to understand. He waved his hand and said solemnly, "...Don't be ashamed, the organization will never commit crimes for a piece of snowboard."

"But…"

"To shut up."

After Matsuda returned his veneer, he glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was holding the veneer for a long time and refused to return it. money?"

"Do you want to buy it, sir? It costs 50,000 yen to remove the fraction."

After Matsuda took out the money with a cold face, he looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was in a daze, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you going?"

"Wow! Matsuda, you are a super nice person, I love you to death (≧?≦)?!"

"roll!"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the staff couldn't help but sigh, "It's nice to be young~"

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There were still four and a half hours before the mission started. Even though he was reluctant, Matsuda took the cable car down the mountain.

If you take the cable car down from here, you can reach the hotel. According to Zhufu Jingguang's next plan, he will go to the hotel to take a hot spring.

Matsuda supported his chin with an expression of lack of interest. He was already thinking about whether to propose a replacement with the organization.

"Songtian, you are also a little bit happy, show some youthful vitality of young people!"

"I'm so sorry, I'm a hundred-year-old man who took medicine and became younger."

After hearing this, Zhufu couldn't help laughing. Matsuda frowned and felt puzzled. Did he say anything funny?

"Sorry~ I just think you're a lot more cheerful than when you first met. You would never ignore me before you changed it." Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he put one hand in his pocket and said coolly: "Shut up. "

"How about it, I learned quite a bit, right? Hehe."

Matsuda rolled his eyes and didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, a sudden burst of gunshots startled the two of them.

"Matsuda, it's the sound of gunshots!"

"I'm not deaf."

There is a blizzard now, and the visual distance is limited, but what is certain is that the gunshots came from the rear, and the distance will not exceed five meters.

If you don't run now, I'm afraid you will be treated as a criminal suspect. If you are regarded as a suspect, it will be troublesome, not only will the task transaction time be delayed, but you will also be questioned and recorded by the police at that time.

"go."

Matsuda jumped off the cable car, looked at Zhu Fu who was still sitting on it, and said coldly, "What are you still doing?"

"coming!"

Struggling to run the sound of ski shoes stepping on the snow, Matsuda, who has a good hearing, grabbed Zhufu who was unable to stand still and ran forward.

The middle school student wearing a blue and white ski suit panted slightly and ran to the vicinity of the gunfire, and happened to see a middle-aged man wearing a light gray down padded jacket getting off the cable car, and quickly asked, "What happened? !"

The middle-aged man wearing a fisherman's hat and glasses turned around, saw the appearance of the person who came, and said, "It's you, I don't know, because I just came down."

When the two of them turned around, a young man with his body leaning to the left was sitting on the slowly approaching cable car, with a lot of blood dripping from his right temple, and he was holding a pistol in his right hand.

"Stop the cable car! Don't you understand? Stop it! And call the police and ambulance!"

"What's going on Shinichi? Has something happened?"

The middle school girl wearing a pink ski suit ran over with great effort, and the middle school student called Xinyi hurriedly turned to the side to block the girl's sight, and said, "Don't look at Xiaolan!"

It's a pity that his height is not enough to cover him up. After seeing the scene on the cable car, the girl contributed her own screams.

"Ah ah--"

Did Xiaolan still see it? The middle school boy sighed, but unexpectedly found two strings of footprints running forward a meter away.

Is it the murderer? Or... just someone else who doesn't want to get involved in the case?

The middle school boy pinched his chin with one hand, showing a serious expression on his slightly green face, quite like a young detective.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had already run away, frowned. As a public security policeman, he really wanted to go back and help. The sound of gunfire and the screams of women meant that someone had been murdered.

When the two returned to the scene of the crime, Zhu Fu couldn't help but be attracted by the crowd around him. After Matsuda noticed, he asked in a deep voice, "Why, do you want to help the half-hearted police solve the case?"

"No, I just want to see who the dead are."

"The Keilun Prize Soldier."

"Hey? How did you know?"

Matsuda glanced at the star-chasing girls with sad expressions in the crowd, and some of them were even more exaggerated to the point of crying, and said indifferently: "Those girls who love star-chasing like you, judging from the expressions on their faces, come to this conclusion. It's simple."

"No one sheds tears for unrelated people."

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the sobbing girls, obviously the ones he saw in the restaurant. He leaned into Song Tian's ear and asked in a low voice, "Then do you know who the murderer is?"

Matsuda glanced at the corpse lying on the snow after being evacuated by the police, and the lavender satchel wrapped in an evidence bag next to it. The satchel was filled with white snow.

"It can be roughly guessed."

"Really? Let's talk about it."

Matsuda said indifferently: "The murderer let the deceased get into the bag in advance, and UU read www.uukanshu.com when the snowstorm came, he shot the dead with a pistol equipped with a silencer, and after disguising himself as the dead, he only needed to jump off the cable car. As for why there will be gunshots in the future, there are many and simple ways to fake gunshots."

After listening to Matsuda's analysis, Zhu Fu Jingguang questioned: "Impossible, the bag can only hold children under 1.4 meters tall, so the reasoning is impossible."

"Having two satchels can easily handle this problem, just like what you have now." Matsuda narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"...The method of crime is indeed feasible, but what about the murderer?"

"It's probably the stuntman." Matsuda glanced back at the suspects who were still surrounding the corpse, and continued, "I noticed when I was skiing just now that on the track next door, the bag that the Keiwa Prize soldier was carrying was smaller than that of the corpse. The size of the scene. The stuntman replaces the ski, and it is also the most convenient to carry out this plan.”

What Songtian said was indeed the most feasible means of committing a crime. Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help chuckling, his voice was pleasant: "Songtian, if you don't join the organization, you should be a good police officer."

"Substitute yourself into the murderer and come up with the most convenient criminal plan." Matsuda took out a can of Coke from his satchel, held the can in his right hand, hooked the tab with his index finger slightly bent, and said with a sneer, "I am more I think it's more suitable to be a criminal when thinking about things from this angle."

"…"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Matsuda with complicated eyes. At his age, he should enjoy a carefree life like those middle school students who came to the ski resort.

Maybe Matsuda didn't realize that when he looked at those middle school students, the emotion in his eyes was called envy.

Matsuda, what kind of person are you?

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