"Wow!" Conan was startled by Ai Haibara who had walked to him at some point. He patted his chest and muttered: "It's too close~". Just now, he turned his head and saw the girl's white jade-like side face, and even the soft fluff could be seen close.

"What are you doing? I just want to think of something strange." Ai Haibara just focused on analyzing the handwriting on the paper, not paying attention to the distance between the two. After realizing why Conan's loss of composure came, he rolled his eyes and said sarcastically.

"It's really too close..." Mitsuhiko Tsunya and Akihiko Yoshida who saw this scene next to him wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, and muttered in a low voice, but the sound was too small and no one heard it from each other.

"What's wrong with this word you just said?" Conan changed the subject.

Haibara Ai rolled his eyes with charming eyes and said, "I said his hands were shaking very hard when he wrote, as if he was enduring great pain."

"Eh?" Conan was stunned for a moment, and remembered that it seemed that he and Mizumatsu had a grudge because of the sudden headache at the scene of Mizumatsu. Could it be that Mizumatsu had a migraine or other diseases?

"Oh by the way," Haibara Ai said again, "Mizumaki comes to the hospital at least once a month to 'inquiry on the antidote development work', but is he like someone who cares about the antidote?"

"You mean..." Conan already had an answer in his mind.

"Anyway, I saw that Dr. Naomura gave him ten boxes of painkillers, but I don't know if he needs so much every month." Haibara Ai looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs and 'I didn't say anything'.

"Ten boxes? He is actually taking drugs, right?" Conan widened his eyes. Even if he is addicted to painkiller pills, few people need ten boxes per month. No matter how addicted he is, he needs a higher purity.

"Idiot, he is taking a type without drug ingredients. Do you think there is only one type of painkiller?" Ai Haibara continued to roll his eyes, "Please ask the detective to have more common sense."

"I doubt whether your 'common sense' in medicine is common sense." Conan retorted.

"Holmes is very proficient in medicine and pharmacy."

"Okay okay, you won." Conan murmured in a low voice: "Dad is right, don't reason with women...", and then brought the topic back: "Will there be side effects when taking the medicine that the water police officer took in large quantities?" Basically, almost all medicines will have side effects, especially when taken in large quantities.

"I think about it," Haibara Ai pointed his small and delicate chin with her spring onion-like white jade fingers. "Well... she should be irritable, irritable, suspicious and violent, plus..."

"No need to say anything, I feel that these are all symptoms of that guy." Conan's face turned pale whenever Haibara Ai said it, and finally he couldn't listen and interrupted.

In fact, they still have some wishes for Mizumaki. Although Mizumaki often has headaches and needs to take a lot of medicine when handling cases, although Conan basically handles cases every day, Mizumaki doesn’t take ten boxes of medicine a month. When Ai Haibara saw that time, it was actually three months of medicine...

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"Ah!" Mizumatsu sneeze loudly, "Is it cold?... It's right, it's August."

Mizumatsu didn't know that he had been hiding for a long time and was about to be exposed because of two stinky little guys and that sloppy reasoning. He was still looking at the map attentively. In this incident, he had not yet remembered a clear memory of the previous life, but he had an intuition that must be related to the map, and he believed that this intuition must come from those memories sealed in his soul.

"Oh my god! I'll go!"

Shui Jianyue suddenly realized that the loud sneeze just now accidentally sprayed the spitting stars on the map, and Shui Jianyue quickly wiped it with her hands.

"Oh, I'll go! Unlucky!" As I wiped, Shui Jianyue wailed again. The water-soluble red pen used to make marks dries super slow on the smooth map, because this kind of whiteboard pen is the kind that is convenient for circles and then easily wiped off during the meeting. Now, with Shui Jianyue's saliva, it is easy to draw a blood-red route on the map, which is becoming increasingly difficult to wipe.

"Huh..." Mizumatsu was just about to find toilet paper to wipe the map, but Masashi had decided to wipe the entire map clean and re-mark the location. But now Mizumatsu suddenly stared at the route, dazed and a little dazed.

It was a perfect arc. It started to cross the Four Valleys from the Tiandu, and after replenishing the ink in the Four Valleys, headed straight to Shimokisawa. If Mizumaki hadn't stopped early, he would probably have added fuel to Shimokisawa, left Tokyo directly and left this map from the suburbs.

As a result, the map changed from the original five points to two points and an arc, just like a crooked and slanted point to the right of "ソ".

Mizumaki looked at the word blankly, and became more and more fascinated as she looked at it. Suddenly, she hugged her head and screamed. She hurriedly took out the painkiller tablet from the drawer and poured it out a small handful. She swallowed it without even counting it. She rolled up the map and ran out without even twisting the lid. While running, she cursed in a low voice: "Does Japanese people always write Chinese characters? "

In fact, it is boring to put it bluntly. It is just to use the "Route" as a stroke, and then add a stroke to the vicinity of "Shibukawa", and add Ikebukuro and Qiancao Bridge as two "points", which forms a Chinese character "Fire".

Mizumaki also thought of the game of strokes and hyphenation before, but he was more accustomed to the order of Chinese characters in his previous life. He wrote the word "fire" first and started writing the word "fire", and then wrote "short strokes", and then "short strokes", and in accordance with the order of arson, the characters written by the prisoner first wrote the left and right "dots" and "short strokes", and then wrote the "people" below - one stroke and one Na, and almost 60% of Japanese people wrote the Chinese characters "fire", and the remaining 40% of the people did not know how to write men.

Mizumatsu was not stumbling to find Officer Megumi. He needed to find a senior executive who could give orders as soon as possible and had the courage to do so, rather than a fat man, who was full of caution and hesitation, who had to report it layer by layer after making a decision.

The door to memory has been opened. According to the original plot, the prisoner was about to ignite the flames of Shinagawa and almost made a carbon-burning Takagi.

However, in the plot, Takagi was killed by Sato Masayoshi when he was jumping up and down because of the problem of Sato Mikazuko's father. It wasn't right to say that it was a killing. I heard that there seemed to be other hidden stories, but it was still right to say that it was killed. In short, that person knocked him out and threw it into the old wooden warehouse where the arsonist was about to take action.

However, the current situation is that the person was taken away last month. At least the risk of Takagi being burned by carbon is not high, but it should also mean that Sato Takagi Shirato and the other three should be Akira near Shinagawa. Perhaps one of them will be responsible for sending the children home, but at least two people are playing a missed game with the murderer in Shinagawa.

Thinking to myself, Mizumatsu had already arrived at that person's office - the police chief Baima.

"Director, I found the prisoner's behavior trajectory!" Mizumatsu didn't even knock on the door, and used the rolled-up map to "bump" and opened the office door and shouted.

The White Horse Police Chief, who was working in the office, immediately raised his head when he heard this, his eyes were like two lightning flashes, aiming at Mizumatsu.

Mizumatsu looked back without caring, letting him see the flame in his eyes. Without saying a word, he spread the map on the director's office documents, picked up the red pen on the desk, made up the last stroke of "fire", and then drew a circle on Shinagawa's position.

This circle is too deep and it seems that it cannot be erased.

Director Baima glanced at the "fire". The answer was too simple and it was difficult for him to believe it.
Chapter completed!