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Chapter 321

"Ke, Conan!" Officer Sato looked at Conan with a proud look on his face in surprise, "How do you know so many things?"

Conan, who had come back to his senses, also realized that he had gone too far and pointed at Okino with a cute smile without shoes, "I heard all this from brother Okino!"

"Huh? Me?" Okino pointed at himself subconsciously, but after seeing Conan winking at him, he nodded hurriedly.

"That's right, that's right, I told Conan all this. I saw that this kid has the potential to be a detective, so I told him a lot of things in order to train him."

"That's it." Officer Sato still felt a little weird in her heart, but with the blessing of an inexplicable power, she subconsciously chose to believe it. This power is generally called the protagonist's halo or... falling intelligence.

As for Okino, at this moment he had the illusion that I was Kogoro Mori.

"Ahem, anyway, the task now is to draw a portrait of the suspect." Sato picked up the drawing board and brushes that had been prepared from the table and looked at Ayumi, "Ayumi, besides what you just said, do you remember the suspect?"

What does he look like?”

"Well... he has a lot of beard, and his eyes are hanging up like this, like a fox, like this." Ayumi put her little hands on both sides of her eyes, and pulled them up like this, standard little fox eyes.

"Oh, that's it, a big fox."

Swish swish, swish swish

The pencil kept rubbing against the paper in Officer Sato's hand, and soon a 'big fox' appeared.

"Well, not bad, it looks pretty similar." Officer Sato nodded with satisfaction, then turned the drawing board around for Ayumi to confirm.

"How is it? Is it like this?"

Unexpectedly, what greeted me was not certainty, but doubt.

"Ah, what is this? It doesn't look like it at all, and this painting... is so ugly." Tong Yan Wuji, Ayumi very honestly said the only 'advantage' of this painting.

Chi!

Received an attack from Ayumi and received a critical hit, reducing health by 30%.

Yuantai: "I mean, this painting is so strange. It doesn't look like a human being at all."

Chi!

Received an attack from Yuantai, resulting in a critical hit, and the health value was reduced by 35%.

Mitsuhiko: "Okay everyone, maybe Officer Sato doesn't know how to draw at all."

Chi!

After receiving a normal attack from Mitsuhiko, the health value will be reduced by 15%.

Haibara: "Really? I think Officer Sato is an abstract painter."

Poof!

HP reduced by 20%

shut down

Miwako Sato, cracked

Looking at the cracked Officer Sato, neither Okino nor Takagi knew what to say. Okino was not good at comforting people, so he hurriedly winked at Officer Takagi.

'Takagi, your opportunity has come. Don't you like Sato? Why don't you take action quickly?'

'I, I, I, I don't know how to comfort people.'

'Go ahead even if you don't know how, rush, rush, rush, it's over.'

'Okay, okay, I'll try.'

"Ahem, Officer Sato, you don't have to be so sad. Drawing is not your strong point."

At this time, Officer Shiratori appeared out of nowhere, quietly took the painting from Sato's hand, and took a quick look.

"Huo, good fellow, who painted such a big baboon?"

Officer Sato finally had some reaction. He tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty, opened his mouth for a long time before spitting out, "Me, and this is not a baboon but a fox."

Officer Shiratori was embarrassed. However, his good qualities allowed him to quickly adjust his emotions and comforted him.

"It's okay, Officer Sato. Although this is an animal, its characteristics are quite obvious."

"You don't need to comfort me, Officer Shiratori. If this hot man hadn't been here today, how could I have done it myself?"

"No wonder you, Officer Sato, did it yourself today." Shiratori and Takagi suddenly realized, but Okino was very curious about who the 'hot man' they were talking about was.

"Let me tell you, who is the hot man you just mentioned...?"

"What a hot man. He is a legend in our Metropolitan Police Department. When it comes to painting the portrait of a murderer, no one can match him. He can definitely be called this." Officer Shiratori gave a thumbs up, not stingy at all.

My own appreciation for hot men.

It was also the first time for Okino to see Officer Shiratori admire a person so highly, and he was a man.

"That is to say, he is really awesome. With him here, he saves us a lot of effort."

Hearing this, Okino, no matter how stupid he was, knew what they were going to say. It turned out that the hot man was a full-time officer in the police who was responsible for painting the murderer's portrait, and judging from the tone of Shiratori and Takagi, the hot man seemed to be quite powerful.

.

'You deserve to be called a hot man, just 7 and that's it.'

"7777777"

"Hey, Okino, what are you talking about?"

"It's okay, I want to pay tribute to this hot man."

"???"

"Anyway, let's go to the place where Ayumi found the suspect and investigate." Shiratori suggested.

"Okay, but before I go there, I have to go to a place first, because today is a special day."

"Special day? Officer Sato's birthday?"

"No, it's a day worth remembering."

Finally, Okino, Shiratori, Takagi, Sato and the children went to the place Sato mentioned in three cars.

Thirty minutes later, three cars parked on the side of the road.

By the way, before coming here, Officer Sato went to a flower shop and bought a bouquet of white flowers. At this time, Officer Sato walked to a roadside with flowers in hand, squatted down and put the bouquet on the ground, and then slowly

closed his eyes.

Seeing this, everyone understood what this special day meant.

Memorial! This is a memorial to someone who has passed away.

Okino walked to Shiratori and Takagi curiously, "Do you two know who Officer Sato is paying homage to?"

"Well, I'm not sure... By the way, I remembered." Shiratori's expression suddenly became serious, "If I remember correctly, Officer Shiratori's father died in the line of duty today. I remember that the case was called

…”

"Chousilang!"

"Yes, that's right, it's the Chou Silang case. Eh?"

Conan put his hands in his pockets, took advantage of every opportunity, and started again.

"I remember it was a case 18 years ago. The police officer who was hit by a truck kept repeating a mysterious name before he died. The police also set up a dragnet to try to catch the gangster, but unfortunately so far

The gangster has not yet been arrested. After all, the police officer who died at the time was the core of that case, because his sudden death led to the interruption of key clues."

"Finally, it was named the 'Chou Si Lang' case because of the name that the police officer kept repeating before he died. By the way, this case passed the legal prosecution period three years ago."

"Conan, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, brother Okino told me this." Conan's face changed very quickly. The moment Shiratori's shocked voice sounded, Conan directly threw the blame to Okino.

When Conan said this, everyone subconsciously looked at Okino.

"Well, that and so on, I did tell Conan."

White Bird: "..."

Takagi: "..."

After his sight disappeared, Okino also breathed a sigh of relief, and then glared at Conan, a boy with a gleam of light in his eyes.

'You kid, don't pass the blame to me next time!'

'why?'

'Do you think it feels good to take the blame? I feel like I am Kogoro Mori now. Next time, why not just pass the blame to the uncle? If there is a dedicated scapegoat, you don't have to use me.'

‘Haha~’

'Besides, I have never heard of this Chou Si Lang incident. Well, what do you want me to do?'
Chapter completed!
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