The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Higurashi was standing in front of Police Officer Higurashi, dealing with the job that his lord gave him.

"You said that when you opened the door and saw the murderer committing crimes, you picked up the wooden stick in your hand in a moment of excitement, and you didn't expect to beat him stupid???"

"Yes." Higakiri still had his usual smile on his face, and nodded in affirmative tone.

"But no wound was found on his head?"

Hidekiri blinked, thinking quickly about countermeasures.

Cang Lan and Qi Mu Kusuo, who were hidden by the side, looked at each other, and Qi Qi turned his attention to the murderer who had been handcuffed by the police.

next second...

"Officer Higurashi, a very large bruise appeared on the back of the murderer's head, which should be the reason why he became like this..."

"what?"

"Then why didn't you find out just now?"

The newly appointed police officer scratched his hair, and shrank back under the gaze of Officer Higurashi.

Not wanting to see the embarrassing appearance of the rookie under his command, Police Officer Higurashi turned his eyes back to Higurashi.

"What about the murder weapon?"

"Ah... didn't you take away the knife that the murderer was holding?" Mustache asked in confusion.

"I mean the stick with which you struck the murderer!"

Mustache made a hoarse voice and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Ah, that, I was taken aback and threw it out of the window."

The invisible Saiki Kusuo moved quickly, activated the [Teleportation] skill, took out a stick from the utility room in his home, and threw it under the window sill.

Officer Higurashi pointed to the left window in the room and asked, "Is this one?"

Mustache shifted his eyes slightly to the right, then nodded slowly: "Yes, it's this one."

"Okay, that's it for now. Now please stay here and don't leave. We have to continue to investigate some things."

Chikiri nodded, watching Police Officer Higurashi leave, but his heart sank.

Cang Lan and Saiki Kusuo looked at each other.

These old superintendents are not easy to fool...

Even if there is no problem on the surface, the intuition cultivated through many cases is enough to make them doubt this case.

Sure enough, Sai Mu Kusuo and Cang Lan followed Police Officer Higurashi invisibly, and when they turned around, they saw him take out his mobile phone and dial: "Mori brother..., I remember you are here at the ski resort in Hokkaido? I have a I want you to help me look at the case..."

At this moment, Saiki Kusuo's head stabbed.

His [precognition] ability appeared uncontrollably.

But launching the ability here now is undoubtedly a good opportunity to clear their traces.

First of all, the wooden sticks taken out of the house have no marks of being hit.

Second, the stick does not contain the hair fibers from the strike on the back of the murderer's head.

Furthermore, when fighting a murderer, the soles of shoes should be stained with the blood of the victim.

and also……

Counting one by one like this, they have far more flaws than they imagined.

The light in Saiki Kusuo's eyes slowly dissipated.

He should really thank that elementary school student detective, but he has no interest in exploring other people's secrets. Similarly, he also hopes that the little detective will not come up with any more "wonderful ideas"...

Not far away, Conan, who was about to go to the scene of the case with Mori Kogoro and others, suddenly sneezed, sending a chill down his back.

In fact, Conan, a high school student detective wearing a primary school student's shell, really lived up to his reputation. Saiki Kusuo followed him all the way to deal with the clues they left behind for a whole afternoon.

It wasn't until Conan reluctantly announced with Mori Kogoro that he couldn't find any clues to prove the weakness of the man named Hikiriki that Saiki Kusuo was completely relieved and slumped down on the sofa.

Cang Lan was very happy watching the theater along the way.

Higakiri, who was forced to take a day trip to the police station, was also very satisfied that he had fulfilled his lord's orders.

In the whole matter, Qi Munan, who was the most exhausted, was so ambitious that he didn't want to talk.

At this moment, the heart voice named Conan sounded in his ear again: This case always feels wrong, can the wooden stick thrown out of the window and dropped to the ground be so clean?

Saiki Kusuo collapsed on the sofa, suffocating for a while.

"In other words, as long as he can't find us in the end, it's fine, and it's okay to leave some holes, right? Suspicion is just suspicion..." Hikakiri pushed a glass of water in the direction of Saiki Kusuo, and asked doubtfully.

[No, any clue left may lead to my exposure. ]

Having gone through the process of revealing his identity wisely and truthfully, Saiki Kusuo is now far more cautious than before.So, in the next second, he disappeared directly on the sofa.Obviously to deal with Conan's question.

Cang Lan shrugged, lowered his head and savored the milk tea that Huqie specially ordered for him.

The case was quickly turned over, and it was useless to have more doubts that could not constitute evidence.

Saiki Kusuo stood on the roof, watching Conan and his party go away in the afterglow of the setting sun, feeling a burst of joy after relaxation in his heart.

If someone made a close-up of Qi Mu Kusuo's mood now, it would probably be similar to "finally send away these plague gods".

The next day, the weather was fine.

Finally, the vacant ski resort was divided equally by the bosses who tried to book it out.

Katsuki Hasebe led Ranto Shiro, Imaken, Iwan Rong, Obahira, Obajna Nagamitsu, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki and others behind him to participate in the inexplicably organized skiing competition.

Among them, the athletic rainbow team was on par with the elites of the tennis club. The two sides had a close competition on the track, and the battle was fierce.

In the pk academy, which is purely for fun, the two highly neurotic Hui Lu Chuzhi and Ran Tangli are in the leading position. As for the others... they were all eliminated early.

Qi Mu Kusuo, who eliminated himself without a trace, patted the snow on his body, walked up to the stands, and sat next to... next to... next to Cang Lan.

Unlike yesterday, except for Fu Sangshen who participated in the competition today, the rest of Fu Sangshen were all by Canglan's side.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who can never stop making trouble, stood on the stand with a microphone in his hand, and explained enthusiastically: "It's time for the match between Teiko and Hyotei's two middle schools again, and we can see that the battle is very fierce. Ah... the team members of the previous two schools all dismounted because of the previous fight, and there are only two ministers on the field who can turn the tide. In comparison, do you two have anything to say?"

"Ah huh? Needless to say? Of course the victory belongs to me!" Keigo Atobe, who was flamboyant as always, wiped the mole at the corner of his eye with his fingers, full of confidence.

"Oh? Then today may be an exception." Akashi Seijuro's steady tone contained unmistakable provocation.

"It seems that both of you are very confident... Let us wait and see!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice spread throughout the venue through the microphone.

"three--"

"two--"

"one--"

The whistle blows and the game begins.

The two captains who fought hard to compete took the lead, and they were both graceful and skilled in skiing. They were obviously veterans.

"Ah? The race has started? Shall we start too?" Ran Tangli reacted slowly, and then followed the two of them and rushed out of the track.

"Student Rantang, we are in the next round—" Hui Lu Chuzhi slowly withdrew his hand, eyes full of powerlessness and bitterness.

Saiki Kusuo silently complained in the stands:

[Related to Rantang, I always feel that something terrible will happen next...]

The other people watching the battle were simply stunned.

The tone of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was holding the microphone, became stagnant: "The situation on the court... new changes have taken place. For the time being... what we can see is..."

As Saiki Kusuo expected, the development of things took a sharp turn.

Rando Ritsu, who quickly followed the two of them, obviously did not insult the motor nerves that were completely opposite to his idiot brain, and followed closely behind Akashi Seijuro and Atobe Keigo.

Xiaohuwan, who was sitting next to Canglan, paused, and sighed to Sanriyue Zongjin next to him: "This doesn't even look like a painting style..."

Sanri Yuezong smiled devilishly, "But this is also very interesting..."

"Now you can see Rando Riki-san closely following behind Akashi Seijuro and Atobe Keigo, getting closer, getting closer... There is almost no distance between them!... Soon Student Ran Tangli successfully surpassed the two people in front of him... I saw that he moved quickly, firmly holding the first position, and his movements were even faster than before!... Huh? Why did he stop?"

Tsurumaru Kununaga felt suffocated for a while.

The entire venue fell into an awkward silence.

If we give the audience a close-up, we can see six black dots floating slowly above their heads.

However, Ran Tangli in the field really didn't know the collapse of the crowd's hearts, and waved at Saiki Kusuo very naturally: "Dude, look! There's a squirrel over there!"

There was another awkward but polite silence throughout the venue.

The ones who broke the silence were Atobe Keigo and Akashi Seijuro who had no time to brake.

"The one in front, go away!"

"It's about to hit!"

"bump--"

……

Keigo Atobe, Seijuro Akashi, and Riki Rando were killed at the same time.

This is another tragedy.

Ignoring this appalling scene, Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickly adjusted his painting style to meet the Fusangshen's competition.

"Everyone, it's the Suzuki Group and us who are on the field now..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga paused, cast a glance at his lord, and soon had an idea, and casually made up their family code names. "We... Shenmu Clan's competition, each side sent ten people to fight, now let's listen to their leader's encouragement to the contestants."

"First of all, let's pay a visit to Lord Shenmu Cang of the Shenmu family..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga trotted in front of his lord, and handed the microphone to Cang Lan.

"Do you have anything to say to the following contestants?"

Cang Lan glanced at the fusangshen who were looking at him expectantly in the middle of the field, and tilted his head: "Probably cheering?"

"Master Hall, please allow me to ask for a few more words of encouragement for the younger brothers who are competing below." Yiqi Yizheng said with a gentle smile.

"What else do I have to say?"

Cang Lan smiled.

"You guys are always the best."

"If there is anything to say specifically, then, I can only say, don't bully others too much."

The fusangshen in the middle of the venue smiled and raised their hands to give an OK sign to their protagonists. The playful Ranto Shiro even gave Cang Lan a wink from a distance.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took back the microphone, completely ignoring the Suzuki Group boss who was ready to speak, and said to himself: "Okay, time is running out, let's start the game now!"

The smile on the corner of her mouth hadn't faded away, Cang Lan moved her buttocks, moved back, and smiled as she watched her Fusangshen play tricks on the ski field.

He looked more energetic than the young middle school students just now.

It's not like someone who has gone through the years at all, oh no, it's fusangshen.

Probably that's why he was attracted to them.

What has always been lacking in him is vitality.

When is it?The lifelessness in his body was resolved by them day after day.

It was as if the words in a cold tone were suddenly dyed with vivid colors, and it made him feel that time had meaning in a trance.

"Okay, we can see that Kenshin Jingguang rushed to the front, and behind him were Ranto Shiro and Hasebe..."

"Shhh, the competition is over, and it's no surprise that the final champion is from the Shenmu family... Qianxin Jingguang!"

"My lord, what are you thinking?" Taro Tachi's concerned tone rang in his ears.

Cang Lan smiled lowly.

"I just think that such a day is very good."

"That's our pleasure."

The years are quiet.

May the rest of our lives be safe.

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