The soles were stepped on the floor wet by water, and Ye even bypass the broken building residue, and came to the room where Lexian Sanlang was burned.

He did not come to help Yu He Xiang supplemented with evidence.

After all, the motivation of the person's crime was too obvious, and the perspective of thinking about the problem was lacking. Unless you gave up the follow -up murder plan, he would help him cover such a rough killing technique. If you are not careful, you will definitely put himself in.

Ye Geyi's purpose is very simple. I just want to from the traces of the corpse residue. Try to see if I can find more.

The fire point is near the ashtray on the coffee table. The cigarette butt is very uncomfortable ... or it just ignited the newspaper.

I want to come, setting up Lexian Sanlang should be inhaled during sleep during sleep, causing damage to the central nervous system, so that after waking up, the final strength still failed to escape the room.

Hmm ... it may also be that Yu He Xiangfu used some hypnotic drugs before the fire.

Ye Geng stood across the middle of the sofa and door, covering the sight that might be cast from the corridor with the back, and stretched out his left hand and pressed on the body.

After a few seconds, nothing happened.

However, he still noticed a trace of strangeness ...

"The range of induction has become larger. When the fire occurs, I was close to the other side, and I felt that the heartbeat of setting up music and the sound of music.

Mi, um ... Although the upper limit is not clear for the time being, it is certain that the two people are really the goal of Yu He Xiangfu. "

Ye Geng thought about it, and at the same time, the extended induction disappeared at the same time as the palm was retracted.

After trying this repeatedly, after a temporary assumption that this is a magnetic field effect, Ye Geyi no longer delay time. The bright silver liquid is like a water droplet, overflowing along the fingertips, and then dripping on the Sanlang Jiao Xun in the setting of Lexian Sanlang Jiaoji

On the skin, it penetrated into the opponent's heart.

Nympho

On the other side.

The living room of the main building.

Several people were sitting around the table, and setting up Le Lilian also told the reason why the violin would be cursed by cursing the title.

In addition to 30 years ago, Yu He Xiangfu's father encountered a strong stolen and murdered.

The lady of Xian Sanlang's movement in the previous year, San Lang's motion nervous, set up Le Yongmei, and even stepped on the stairs and died unfortunately.

Later, Last year, the father of Lelian Xi set up a Le Lotus, and on the day of the birthday banquet, because he accidentally hit the rusty railing, he fell down from the balcony and died on the spot ...

Then there is the Sanlang Sanlang, who was burned to death today, although I have never touched the Stradishiqin ...

However, the reason for this is also because when I was young, in order to prepare for overseas performances, I used the violin to practice, but the result was tillar sheathitis. I had no choice but to switch to the conductor.

"It's too scary to say that it is accidental ..."

Maori Kogoro first ordered a cigarette on his mouth, and then took out the paper pen and brushed the clues, and couldn't help but vomit:

"Three consecutive years have made a lives in the birthday banquet, and then I will go on that tune one Lang.

"I am afraid there is no way to do it," said Yu He Xiang's auxiliary sense. "Because he had pneumonia, the doctor said that it was less than half a year left."

"This, is this true?" Maorilan was surprised.

"Well ..." San Le Lian Xi sighed, "I wanted to celebrate him today ..."

"I'm afraid there is no way," the female housekeeper pushed the door into the house, explaining: "The master has instructed that the banquet tonight is canceled, and the lady has also returned to the room to rest after the treatment."

"That's it, then we will not leave it anymore."

Maori Goro crushed cigarettes in the ashtray, and said to Lelian Xi to set it:

"Miss Lian Xi, I'm sorry ... Although I am a well -known detective, it is better to get a monk or a witch to relieve the curse."

"Okay," Sen Lelian's lost eyes, "I thought it could be solved by detectives."

"Uh ... haha ​​..." Maori Kogoro just laughed.

At this time, Conan, who had just discovered the name of several deceased names in Rome, noticed the cigarette butt in the ashtray:

"Who is this cigarette? It looks different from Uncle Maori ..."

"It should be Master Xuan Sanlang."

The female housekeeper pushed the glasses box, "Except for this Mr. Maori, only he smoked in the whole villa."

Hearing this.

Conan trembled as if he was over power, and ran directly towards the other museum.

Although Maori Goro and Maorilan are somewhat unknown, they still chase them.

When the three of them ran into the fire scene of the other museum, Ye Giyi had cleaned the blood of the palm of his hand and was preparing to call the black feathers.

It was just because of the relationship between a dead god, he had to suspend this action first, and put the phone back to his pocket at will.

"More, more brother ..."

Conan saw Ye Gee here, and it was a bit.

No ...

He suddenly had a thought of himself one step later, and hurried to the ashtray to observe.

Sure enough, although some of the cigarette butts were burned into powder by the fire, the remaining filter can still clearly see that there is no tooth marks on it.

This is not left by the deceased ...

"Hey, stinky boy, what are you doing!" Mao Lizuro ran over, picked up a randomly running elementary student, and directly applied educational iron fist.

Wait until he finish.

Ye Geyi said slowly: "It should be that this fire was not an accident, but artificially?"

"What? More, do you say this is a murder case?" Maori Kogoro was surprised.

"Let's explain Conan, this child will be smart when he is small."

Ye Gei didn't want to expose that he didn't find clues. When he stayed here, he was just looking at the corpse, so he naturally transferred the work of the commentary to a certain love detective.

Conan was not looking forward to it, covering the head of the big head, "Uncle, see the cigarettes left by Mr. Xuan Sanlang ..."

Later, he explained the tooth marks on the mouth of the cigarette.

However, Mao Lirura was refuted on the grounds that the dental marks were not found on all the filters on the scene:

"Huh! The little ghost is a little ghost. I want me to say that the tooth marks on the cigarette butt side over the main building may happen to be bitten."

You stupid uncle, I suspect that you have a problem with the ability of detectives to be most basic except for your brain.

Conan was helpless, so he had to talk about Yu He Xiangfu's father, the Roman sound of Erlang's "Danjirou", Yongmei's "EMI '," Furuto "of the people, and Xian Sanlang's" Genzaburou ".

"If the murderer really follows this pattern, then the next 'h' will most likely be Mr. Kyosuke's 'haga', or Sister Renxi's 'hasuki'..."

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Chapter completed!