"Police Officer, can you come with me?" Conan begged childishly.

"No time!" Mizumatsu refused, and the crime scene refused to give Conan a good look, which was Mizumatsu's usual attitude.

"It's really important!" Conan was so coquettish that he took Mizumama's hand and ran towards the end of the corridor.

"Hey, hey! It's time to stop, you, I haven't even watched the scene yet!" Mizumatsu shouted while being pulled away by Conan, and Conan felt that Mizumatsu had no resistance at all.

"It's almost over here! What are you going to do?" Running through the corner of the corridor, Mizumatsu suddenly stood still, causing Conan to stagger and almost eat shit.

"In this incident, there may be a shadow of the Black Organization." Conan said after a breath of breath.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Mizumatsu saw that there was a vending machine in the hotel corridor. Although he didn't know what new idea it was, he happened to be a little dry, so he walked over and bought a can of coffee drinks.

"It was the deceased in this case. At first, three people asked their uncle to look for the missing person. One of them said that a man in black had looked for the deceased two years ago and said, "You are useless."

"Two years ago?" Mizumatsu rolled his eyes and opened the can: "Do you think the organization will delay for two years to deal with people who are useless?"

"But the description of that person is definitely the organization's person! Tequila!" Conan called.

"Tequila? I don't seem to have heard of this name or any characteristics." Mizumatsu recalled carefully and did not know this person. There are only a few people with code names in the Tokyo branch of the organization, and I have never heard of this person.

"The relationship accent, huge body, rough expression, scary," Conan said.

"How do you know it's from the organization?" Mizumatsu continued to ask after taking a sip of coffee.

"That person himself also said that the person I met two years ago attended the Nintendo new work press conference. I went to that press conference and saw Tequila and Gin on the phone. Later, this person was accidentally injured and killed." Conan said in a series of words.

"What? Explosion? Dead? Why don't I know?" Mizumatsu couldn't understand even more.

"At that time, I didn't seem to have told you about the organization..." Conan himself couldn't remember: "But I remember the case that day was led by Officer Meguri, and you were not here."

"That's really a long time ago." Mizumatsu nodded. Since it was led by the Meguro Police Force, it means that he was still a small inspector's minister at that time, and it might even be something that happened in the month of inspection. Since he was not here, it should be something that happened on Sunday.

"By the way, who is the deceased?" Mizumatsu took her last sip of coffee.

"He challenged Cang Zhuo, he should be considered a software worker..."

"Puff--!" Before Conan could finish his words, he was sprayed with coffee all over Mizumama.

Looking at the last sip of coffee on Conan with heartache, Mizumatsu woke up in his heart. He should have known that his unwillingness to take care of things does not mean that the matter will not come up to him to take care of things.

Ichikura, isn’t it the guy who traded with Gin that Belmode called him this morning?
Chapter completed!