"Sister, do you ask, is the photo hanging on the top of the president?"

At this time, Conan asked the row of photos at the junction of the wall and the ceiling.

"Well, yes," the female college student nodded: "Little brother, you are smart."

Conan made a sound ‘uh’, and continued to ask about what was taken off by the third president ’s photo according to the color of the wall.

The female college student hesitated for a moment, and still said the reason: "After the third president, the senior Ito, was dropped out of school, the school asked us to pick his photos down in order to avoid a bad impact."

"That ... What was he dropped out of school?" Conan asked.

"Sorry, we don't know this." Said female college student.

"This ..." Conan was pushed into thinking.

Did he find any clues?

Hei Yu quickly looked at it over there.

I want to ask, but it is inconvenient to speak.

After all, his current identity is a white horse detective, with black feathers and Conan.

Thinking, he glanced at Ye Geyi intentionally or unintentionally.

"3,4."

Ye Geyi and his eyes faced, using the mouth type, silently said these two numbers.

What's this?

Age? Date? Coordinates?

While thinking about the black feathers, quickly looked around the items in the room, and finally fell on the wall of the photo.

The third row, the fourth column.

Cry's third summer study meeting.

I see!

Knowing that the intelligence I have now, whether it is in the two college students, or in front of the two detectives, the two detectives, are not convenient to say the name Ito Mohiko.

Hei Yu quickly considers his words, stepped into the wall of the photo wall, and asked someone with his fingers to someone in the photo, and asked easily:

"Iton ... is it him right? I remember that he seems to be called Ito Tiro."

"No, you should recognize the wrong person," the female college student came over, pointing to a short hair in the photo, a white shirt, and a pair of flat -frame glasses: "The third president is him, and he does

Called Ito Jiro is called Ito Mohiko. "

"Eh? It turned out to be him, it seems that it is not the East I know."

Black Yu quickly sullen, and he told his resignation and left:

"We are going to visit other parts of the school, so we will not leave it to disturb."

Seeing this pair of suspected couple college students, I did not say ‘we take you to visit’.

The four were also going, leaving this criminal research institute.

"Well, do you say that Eastern Mo Yan, will it be the mysterious client hiding behind the scenes?"

In the corridor, the service department was reasonable based on the known clues. "After all, the phrase" My Case "he had previously mentioned on the phone made me care about it."

"In this case, let's investigate separately first, and meet at the school playground 10 minutes later." Hei Yu's proposal.

"There is no way, it can only be like this." Conan also nodded in a flat number ... It can make the school taboo to the point where you need to revoke the photos of the community. It should not be difficult to investigate.

In a group of the two, the two sides selected the direction of the investigation to separate.

After pulling away for a while.

Hei Yu quickly said: "Brother, what should we do next?"

"Continue to find a clue with them, and then wait for the client to call, or ... 2 hours later, I will go out of him."

Ye Gi said that he took out the paper and pen that had been from the Crime Research Society from his pocket, and quickly drawn two portrait paintings and handed it over:

"Use your son's son's son's son, to investigate whether the two people are Nishiko Zhengzhi and Shimizu Lizi."

"Eh? The painting seems to be, my brother didn't expect you to have this talent!" Hei Yu was surprised.

(? _?) ... Yes, if a young lady is willing to pay for it, I don't mind dedicating you as an art ... Ye even glanced at a monster, "Don't talk nonsense."

"oh oh."

Black feathers suddenly shivered, and there was an illusion of being missed by people.

Shake his head and threw this idea out of his mind. He hurried out his mobile phone and took the two charcoal strokes.

On the other side.

Conan and the Ministry of Kimono's survey of Hiroshi Ito Hiroshi were not as smooth as expected.

Most students, although I have heard of the people of Eastern, after all, it was a senior who was dismissed by the school 7 years ago. No one knows the current situation of the other party.

Helplessly, the Ministry of Service had to call Police Officer Dae, and asked the other party to help investigate the identity background of Aodon Mohiko.

If it is really a person involved, it should be easy to investigate through the internal system of the police.

Stop and stop, it has passed in a blink of an eye. It has passed 10 minutes.

After the two sides came to the playground.

The service department looked at the black feathers and looked behind, and asked, "Oh? What about a brother?"

"He went to call the car." Hei Yu said fast.

"Call ... Call a car?" Pinji and Conan's face were blank.

"Just at the school gate, we said as we walked ..."

Black Yu quickly took the initiative to bring back the topic: "How are you investigating?"

"Although there is no progress yet, I have asked the police that I knew to ask me."

The Ministry of Service asked: "Well, have you found something? Otherwise, what would a brother call the car outside?"

"Yes, I already have a clue."

Hei Yu quickly raised the notepad in his hand, and did not sell Guanzi.

I robbed the banknote carrier in the carriage lane? Conan's serious face: "So that is it, so the community will give his photos down."

"The most interesting thing is more than that. After he was fired by the school, it seemed to be funded by a senior. He opened an investment consultant company called" Far East "."

Hei Yu Fast continued: "Not long ago, a murder case occurred in the company's office."

"What?!" Conan said with a stunning: "Who? Who was killed?"

After hearing the words, the service of the service also showed a nervous and embarrassing expression.

Both of them were very worried that they heard the name ‘Itong Moyan’ again. If the person who died was him, then the clues investigated in these hours can be said to be completely in vain.

"Xiyuan Zhengzhi."

The black feathers did not send them a heart blow, and continued to follow Ye Geyi's plan. Originally, the clues were provided locally.

"Xiyuan ..." The service department was loosened and asked, "Who is that?"

"The business minister of the Far East, it is said to be died by rifles, yes ..." By the way ... "
Chapter completed!