Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Conan was sweating coldly, seizing the opportunity to sneak behind the booth and lean on the seat.

After adjusting the scale, he was about to use Chiba's voice to come to the rescue.

"The murderer was actually Liuyue. He poisoned the wine with cyanide. Martin was poisoned first, and then was injured by Miss Yujia with a knife and barrel."

Liuyue is the little cowherd who is busy with everything.

Conan, who was hiding behind, was stunned.

No, bro, are you really good at it? !

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuka's dull eyes shone with a faint light.

"Senior Kazama, stop joking, how could I be the murderer!\

,"Liuyue's voice was trembling, and she looked like a weak little Shou. He followed a similar path to Luke, who were both delicate and beautiful boys.

But what really stands out about Luke is the beautiful boy.

"Actually, you want to kill me too, right? Or rather, send me to prison!"

"Senior, why can't I understand what you said?"

Everyone present turned their attention to Liu Yue. His face was pale, and sparkling tears rolled in his eyes.

Can this man, whose masculinity is even inferior to that of the gentle Xiaolan, really have the courage to kill someone?

Miss Yuka's eyes dimmed again.

"Do you need me to explain it to you, Liuyue?"

Luke half-closed his eyes.

Liuyue lowered her head and said nothing.

He was inexplicably afraid. The young man in front of him, who was far more charming and beautiful than him, was as cruel as a Rakshasa.

"One of those two glasses of penicillin should have my fingerprints on it."

Liuyue's face turned even paler.

"First he made me think that Martin was playing some low-end tricks, and then he took back my glass of penicillin while I was sending away the guests."

"Then put cyanide in the cup of penicillin with my fingerprints on it and give it to Martin."

"Asshole, did you, a bitch, say that! Sure enough, you are just a stinky cousin who is ridden by thousands of people!"

Before Luke finished speaking, Liuyue, who couldn't bear the psychological pressure, cursed at Miss Yujia.

Miss Yujia's eyes were gray and she had no reaction.

Luke shrugged.

From a perspective that no one could see, Angel Martin nodded to Luke with a complex expression, and then his body turned into a point of light and gradually dissipated.

He has experienced this classic three-choice scenario countless times before.

Although each time he joins the "script" as a criminal suspect.

If we follow the normal procedure, he, Liyue, and Miss Yuka will first become suspects.

Then Conan-classmate speculated for a while, first eliminating Miss Yuka who looked most like the murderer, and then wandering back and forth between Luke and Liuyue.

Finally, we seized on the almond flavor to identify the real culprit.

It's a rather vulgar script, as if some low-level author had excerpted a real case.

Then mix in love triangle, S/M and other factors to create a mess of answers.

At this time, although he didn't understand the specific situation, he still knew that the police officers who wanted to catch the real culprit surrounded Liu Yue.

Liuyue collapsed on the ground, muttering to herself.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I would have been number one."

Luke's expression was dull.

Brother, you personally sent away the last number one, don’t you understand?

"Liuyue-kun, great, we are together again."

When Miss Yuka saw Liuyue who was also locked up, her eyes glowed with unprecedented vitality. She stretched out her hand to touch the absent-minded Liuyue.

The people present couldn't help but feel a deep chill. What kind of crazy old man and crazy woman are these?

As the sirens gradually faded away, the deputy store manager nodded and bowed his head to apologize to all the customers.

The sorrow of social animals~

Luke shook his head. With such an incident today, it was natural that he would not have to receive the last guest.

He was going to the organization's base to see what tasks the model workers would assign him.

"Yingli, Xiaolan, let's talk when we have time next time, bye~"

Under the vicious looks of Kogoro Mori and Conan, Luke waved his hand, turned around, mounted his Harley, and put on his helmet.

This Harley was given by Zhibao.

With a rumble, Luke rode away.

"Humph, you're a brat who doesn't know how high the sky is! He's defrauded money from so many women!"

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but feel sad, and glanced at Fei Yingli with a cold face.

Conan nodded in agreement. For the first time, he felt that what Uncle Maori said was correct.

"Dad, how could you say that about Mr. Kazama!"

Mao Lilan said dissatisfied.

Mom is still here, and although Mr. Kazama is a bit unique in his career, he is indeed a good person!

Otherwise, why would he stand up and reveal who the real murderer is.

Fei Yingli looked at Mouri Kogoro up and down. Kogoro felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at him.

"Ah"

Leaving behind a sneer, Fei Yingli turned and left.

A '#' appeared on Mouri Kogoro's forehead, this woman!

Sure enough, he couldn't get along with her!

Stop the motorcycle, walk into the bar, and go straight to the second floor. This is the organized industry.

"Why so late tonight?"

"There's a dead person in the store. The police came and it took a while. Bartender, please make me a martini."

"Don't worry, I checked it when I came here. There is no tail behind me."

Luke teased the model worker a little, and then continued to explain when murderous intent filled the air.

Gin's face was expressionless.

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the sturdy Vodka on the side handed Luke a sealed bag.

"You have one year to contact everyone on the list. Remember to destroy the list after reading it."

"To what extent?"

Luke asked.

"The best you can do."

Gin said in short.

Luke nodded. One year can be equivalent to ten years' work. He can do his best. There is nothing wrong with that.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Gin was about to nod in agreement, but Vodka came over and whispered a few words.

It was clear that Gin's face became a little disgusted.

It's not that he thinks this is troublesome, but he thinks it is absurd for him to deal with such a thing.

"Take some time to go to the laboratory. Shirley wants to see you."

"Has she not given up that idea?"

"How do I know? Just go to see her quickly and remember to urge her to speed up the research and development progress."

Gin's tone was rarely impatient.

"Mr. Gin, as we said before, I am only responsible for the action, not the consequences."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is also part of the mission. I will give you a 20% increase in your activity funds."

"Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."

Luke got the advantage and still acted cute.

"By the way, is Vermouth here?"

"No."

Gin said coldly.

He was very alert to the seemingly weak guy in front of him, even though strictly speaking, Luke's position in the organization was one level lower than him.

But this scary guy has too many things involved.

He didn't want to be entangled by those crazy women.

"Then I'm leaving, bye, this glass of wine is for you."

Luke pressed down a 10,000 yuan bill, clipped the file bag to one side, and turned to leave.

The Martini was placed on the table by the bartender, and Gin's face was cold.

This guy is more and more like Vermouth.

And more attractive to women

Good night, good brothers.

But can the good brothers provide a wine name for the protagonist as a code name?