A Sorcerer in the Detective World

Lubang spoke and suddenly felt that his head was a little dizzy. The next peak and the second-generation Dasuke also smelled, and his face was a face, loud:

"Lubang! Just screw this up! It's an anesthetic!"

"Oh... it seems to be true!"

Lubang also noticed that he was wrong. He raised his hand and tried to screw the lid. As a result, his head was dizzy, his hand trembled, some liquid splashed out, just flew into Lubang’s mouth, and the bottle fell into the mouth. On the ground, the liquid inside smashed into the ground.

Seeing this scene, the peaks are not the second son, the second generation Dasuke they are all twitching, looking at Lubang III silently: "...Lubang, what are you doing?"

"Oh..." Lubang III laughed and then looked confused. "...What, I was not careful, my hand slipped..."...

After Lubang III finished, "Duang" fell to the ground, and the second-generation Dasuke and the peaks of the two were all black lines.

Hand slip... hand slip your sister!

What are you special about Parkinson's syndrome?

Also, if you drop the bottle, you can still forget the anesthetic... You are really amazing!

The second-generation Dasuke and the peaks of the two sons roared in the heart, smelling more and more strong smells, and got up together: "... don't be dazed! Let's go out first!"

"There are too many medicines in this bottle. If we don't run out, once we spread it, we will be weak if we don't faint!"

"Hell... Lubang, can you guys be reliable?"

"..."

The second-generation Dasuke said that he set off Lubang and ran to the outside with eagerness. The second and second sons picked up Grace and then kept up.

After the black feather slammed a bit, he also smelled the more and more anesthetic in the air. After the "slot", he magically pulled out a gas mask and put it on his face. Then he picked up the ground. Conan, running outside, bowed his head and looked at Conan

In other words, when the little devil saw Lubang III playing with the bottle, he seemed to want to say something...

Could it be said that what he wants to say is that there is a problem with the bottle?

In a twinkling of an eye, the black feathers and the peaks of the two of them ran to the air-raid shelter. After sealing the air-raid shelters, they sat together in the woods and sighed with relief. Then Diyuan Dasuke silently looked at Grace Road: "Grace You are not saying that it is a drink?"

"Hey, this bag is someone else's, I thought it was a drink..." Grace replied softly, then suddenly said, "... Yes, I watched TV, when the primitive society, the woman looked The man who wants to stun him, then drags it back into his cave... The uncle of the monkey face is stunned by me? Can I drag him home?"

"Uh……"

What is this special mess?

The second-generation Dasuke and the peaks of the two sons felt that the brain was full of pain, and then the peak of the son grabbed the bag inside Grace's hand and said: "Okay, let us check it first to see if there is any danger in it. s things……"

The peak is not the second to say, put the things in the bag out, suddenly the eyelids jumped a bit -

Ok, there are three glass bottles inside, so it’s suspicious to see! Also, the chemical formula above seems to be an anesthetic?

The peak is not squinting, and Grace snorted and waved the cylindrical container in her hand: "...this thing is also taken from her bag. Do you want to check it?"

"Of course!" Dimension Dajie nodded and took a look at the cylindrical container in Grace's hand. He slammed his hand and almost didn't throw anything on the ground -

MMP! Is this what I am wrong with?

The chemical formula above... seems to be sarin gas!

Except for the spirit, is your family really really luoli? How do you look like a terrorist...

......

Japan, Tokyo.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Mihuamachi.

Because it is winter, the weather is already dark.

As a cosmopolitan city, this time is a busy, busy time, while the Cat Eye Cafe hangs a sign that it is closed.

In the coffee shop's lounge, come and give birth to tears, come to love three sisters to carefully check the equipment on the table, and then put all the things one by one, followed by tears and said: "Today, I am paying attention to the spirit. The situation on the other side of the firm, it seems that the person in the Ling Ling office does not seem to have an alarm after receiving our notice letter..."

"Hey? No alarm?" The love of life came to me. "That is, we don't even have to deal with the police tonight?"

"Yes!" He nodded to tears, and frowned upon the oysters: "...this is strange! We even sent a notice letter, why don't they call the police? Do they still want to keep the pair by their own strength? Painting?"

When I came to life, I came to love and smiled. "Maybe, they heard about the names of our three sisters. I felt that the painting could not be saved, so I gave up and maybe I can! I heard that the high school student The sorcerer is a rich man, and may not care about the painting at all..."

"Well, this is also possible!"

After the tears, I blinked, then raised my hand and looked at the time: "Well, now the time is seven o'clock, let's hurry and rush to see the situation - what's the matter, let's talk on the road!"

......

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Mihuamachi.

In a rented apartment, Belmore sat at his desk, raised his hand and looked at his watch, his brow was lightly wrinkled:

"... Really, now time is up, how can Riesling not call to report the situation? What kind of ghost is she doing?"

Belmore waited for another two minutes, and then couldn't help it. He took out a small instrument and then took out the phone and dialed the Riesling number.

After a few seconds, the phone was connected and there was a Russian saying: "Hello, who are you?"

Belmoud heard Russian again. After a brief glimpse, he quickly said, "Hello, I am a friend of the lady. Can you tell me?"

"Are you a friend of yours?" On the other side of the phone, the person immediately introduced himself. "Great, I am a policeman, here is the police station, your friends are arrested, but they don't say anything... ..."

Upon hearing this familiar line, Belmoud immediately rang the thing of yesterday, and there was a very ominous premonition in his heart. He slammed and then interrupted: "...has been arrested again? Then they The crime of committing crimes will not be...day dog?"

"Ha... no! They were arrested because one was a fugitive and the other was an accomplice." The policeman opposite answered, then added:

"However, when they were arrested, they were almost given the dog by the day..."

Belmore: "...hey?!"