Conan’s Devil Child Comes To the World

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Suzuki Seimei couldn't help but light up when he saw the three big characters "Sign in" floating above the middle-aged man's head.

The sign-in target that is delivered to the door is the most lovable.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Officer Sato first said politely to the male policeman, and then said to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Masuo, please come in!"

The moment the middle-aged man walked into the door, Suzuki Seimei quietly touched his thigh with his super-fast hand speed.

"Ding! Congratulations on signing in Masumi Guizao, you will be rewarded with an [Unlimited Credit Card], which the host can receive at any time."

[Item name: unlimited credit card

Type: Consumables

Quality: Rare

Effect: It can be used for shopping and consumption, and a reserve of one million yen is stored in the credit card. Regardless of whether the reserve fund is consumed or not, the one million yen reserve fund will be refreshed on the credit card the next day.

Note: This is a hen that lays golden eggs... card! 】

"Eh? It's interesting!"

After Suzuki Seimei checked the properties of the new item, he couldn't help showing a somewhat playful look.

For Suzuki Seimei, one million yen is not much, but it is not bad to be able to get one million yen for free every day.

Daily salary of a million!

At least don't worry about running out of pocket money.

When police officer Sato saw only Masuo Katsura alone, he couldn't help but wonder, "Mr. Masuo, didn't your wife come with you?"

"Because my wife suddenly has something to go to the bank, so we made an appointment to meet here. Why...she hasn't come yet?"

Masuo Katsushika looked around and found that he didn't see his wife's figure. He looked at his watch unconsciously, and said a little embarrassedly: "Officer Sato, can I borrow your phone number? My wife is afraid. Oversleep at home again."

"Of course, the phone is over there."

"thank you!"

Seeing Masuo Katsura on the phone, he glanced at his watch subconsciously, and Haibara Ai suddenly said, "It's the third time!"

"What's the third time?"

Ayumi, who was standing beside Haibara Ai, blinked in confusion when she heard the words.

Conan explained: "This man has looked at his watch three times since he entered the door."

Since even Haibara Ai has noticed this, the name Conan, of course, will not ignore this somewhat strange behavior.

"Dududu..."

Just when Masuo Katsura was calling home, Suzuki Seimei suddenly appeared beside him without knowing when, lying on the desk and asked, "Uncle, you care so much about time, what do you need to do? Do it?"

! ! !

Hearing Suzuki Seimei's words, Masuo Katsushiro's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body shuddered with fright, and he smiled with some guilty conscience: "Little brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense! Since you came in just now, uncle, you have looked at your watch three times."

Suzuki Seimei tilted his head, showing an innocent smile and said: "I guess uncle, you care about time so much, you should want to do something special at a certain time, right? For example, let us help What did you do as an alibi?"

"You...are you..."

The smile of the child in front of him, although so innocent, but in Masuo Katsuo's eyes, it seems to be a devilish smile.

Masuo Katsushika was sweating coldly on his forehead, as if he was completely seen through.

Just as Suzuki Seimei had guessed, Masuo Katsura did set up a killing apparatus at home, and was going to call home at a specific time, so that the police present could hear her screams before her death, so as to do something for herself. Proof of presence.

But Masuo Katsuzo didn't expect that before he started to implement his murder plan, Suzuki Seimei seemed to have seen through his tricks.

This is so scary!

In fact, the reason why Suzuki Seimei came up with such a guess is because of the presence of Conan, the walking death god.

As the saying goes, if there is Conan, there is no accident!

As long as there is Conan, anyone who makes an abnormal move is very likely to be the murderer of a certain case.

"Hey! This is Masuo's house, who are you?"

Listening to his wife's voice on the phone, and looking at Suzuki Seimei's innocent smile, Masuo Katsura felt as if he was in the world of ice and snow, and was poured a basin of cold water from beginning to end.

"Hello? Hello? Who are you? If you don't speak again, I'll hang up..."

Seeing Masuo Katsura froze in place, Suzuki Seimei waved his hand and said, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Kadai, stop now!"

Masuo Kizaku, who had recovered his senses, suddenly shouted into the microphone: "Get off the bicycle quickly, it's dangerous!"

? ? ?

When Zengwei Jiadai, who was riding an exercise bike, heard the words, Liu Mei frowned slightly, but he stopped exercising subconsciously and walked off the bike.

"boom!!!"

The moment Masao Kayo got off the bicycle, the bookshelf behind the bicycle suddenly fell down, startling her.

"That is……"

But what frightened Masao Kayo the most was the dagger that fell to the ground along with the bookcase.

If Masuo Kayo hadn't gotten off the bicycle just now, the dagger sandwiched between the book and the cabinet would have stabbed precisely into her heart.

One hit kill!

This is not a simple coincidence, but an elaborate murder trap.

Masuo Katsura knew her wife for a long time, and would do fitness exercises on a bicycle every day at this time.

Moreover, the exercise bike will become more and more tiring. Even if her wife suddenly feels that the bicycle is getting heavy, she will not suspect that the bicycle is passive.

Therefore, Masuo Katsura secretly used a fishing line to connect the stirrup of the bicycle to the back bookshelf, and fixed a sharp dagger between the bookcase and the books.

As long as Masato Kayo steps on his bicycle as usual, this killing mechanism will be triggered.

The reason why Masuo Katsuzo chose a specific time to call his wife was on the one hand because he wanted to use it as an alibi, on the other hand, to distract his wife and prevent her from noticing the fall behind. down the bookshelf.

After a short period of panic, Masao Kayo gradually recovered.

It is clear!

Such a murder trap can only be designed by people who are very familiar with the daily life of Masao Kadai.

Knowing that her husband wanted to kill him, Masuo Kayo couldn't help roaring angrily: "Husband, what the hell is going on?! Do you want to kill me?"

"I...I plead guilty!"

At this time, Masuo Kizaku was not in the mood to pay attention to his wife's roar at all. He only felt that all his strength was taken away, and his knees fell to the ground with weak knees.