"If you are dizzy, you might as well lie down for a while." Mi Yuan Akiko supported Yuanzi and lay down.

"By the way, teacher, weren't you strangled just now?" Yuanzi asked.

"Well, but because of this, my forehead was hit by the gangsters several times." Mi Yuanyao lifted her hair and put a bandage on her forehead, but you could still see redness and swelling from the edge.

"What a great blessing in disgrace. Fortunately, you are fine, teacher." Yuanzi said warmly: "Teacher, do you know, I have always admired you since before."

As she said that, she looked at Chen Xing, "Do you still remember the teacher Mi Yuan I often mention to you?"

Chen Xing remembered that when she was in the temple, Yuanzi often mentioned a teacher she liked very much, saying that she had good character.

"It's not just Yuanzi who admires you, but I, all the girls in the class admire you very much in their teacher," said Mori Lan Yanran.

When Mi Yuanko heard this, she was a little silent and whispered: "Don't say me so well. Actually, I don't have much effort to my students at all. I am just an ordinary person. Like when I was attacked by that gangster in the garden today, I couldn't help any of my things."

Yuanzi quickly sat up, "But teacher, you can't blame you."

"That's right." Mori Ran nodded.

"Three years ago, you were like this, letting your students protect you all the time." The newspaper reporter who had not made any noise said: "You are the head teacher of the suicide student Minako Minako. If the murderer's purpose was to avenge the dead Minako Minako, then he would explain it if he attacked you."

"What are you talking nonsense?" the male teacher next to him said angrily.

"Actually, you are the same. You were the consultant of the ballet club she belonged to at that time, right, Mr. Sakai?" The dark-looking reporter sneered and looked at the other person, "By the way, there is also this Nakamura teacher who had a close relationship with her back then, but you didn't stop her from committing suicide in time. According to this situation, there are still some performances of this murder scene."

After saying that, he smiled disdainfully, put his hands in his pockets, and left the room coolly.

"It's so cool." Kuaido sneered in his heart. He had never had a good impression of such a reporter who thought he knew everything.

"He said the murder scene?" Yuanzi asked, "Was that suicide student killed by anyone?"

"We will talk about this matter later." Teacher Mi Yuan said: "It is too dangerous if everyone is scattered at this time. Let's go to the living room first and wait until the police arrive."

She said, looking at the garden in a slight manner, "It's rare that someone's boyfriend is coming here in this weather. Can't he be a good treat?"

Yuanzi smiled with her lips pursed. She had passed the stage when others would blush when they teased her relationship with Chen Xing, but her heart would still be hotter. She followed Xiaolan and the others to the living room as if nothing had happened.

Chen Xing and Kuaidou knew that two teachers were killed, not long before their arrival.

Kuaid hit Chen Xing's shoulder and whispered: "I said, among the few people here, there is a cruel murderer."

"Are you scared?" Chen Xing asked.

Kaidou raised his eyebrows, "Can that little detective find the real murderer?"

"Yes." Chen Xing said calmly.

At this time, Conan was leaning against the handrail of the stairs, wondering where the rope was hidden as a weapon, or, not a rope?

He frowned, but still couldn't figure it out. After thinking about it, he planned to take a look at the body on the second floor again.

"Go and see the dead?" Kuaido was also inviting Chen Xing.

"..." Chen Xing looked at him strangely. He had seen people who made an appointment to have dinner or watch movies, and had never seen people who made an appointment to watch this. Is this the genius' habit?

"You go by yourself." He would rather go to the kitchen to make coffee.

"The young lady of your family was immersed in the drug and was dizzy now and was not suitable for drinking coffee." Kuaidou reminded him and went upstairs.

Chen Xing rolled his eyes at his back.

However, he still didn't make coffee, but poured a cup of hot water.

Sure enough, hot water is versatile, yyds!

...

Second floor.

Kaito stepped forward to Conan to the room of the deceased.

He glanced around, then walked to the deceased and took a closer look.

"Mr. Graybanana?" Conan's voice appeared at the door.

He was a little concerned. Although this person came with Chen Xing, he might not be suspicious, such as an accomplice?

Conan is a few steps away from him.

Kuaido noticed this keenly and did not expose it. He just looked at the marks on the neck of the deceased. At one moment, his eyes narrowed, and he quietly reached into the deceased's collar, and his fingers curled a long hair.

Brown color is women's.

"No, this touch..." Kuaido narrowed his eyes. To be precise, it was a wig.

So that's it, so, is the murderer the man? He stood up and frowned. It was originally something worth having fun and relaxing to find the murderer, but when he thought of what the two simple high school girls said, he felt a little heavy.

In addition, there is a case of Minako Minako's suicide three years ago, and now the two people who are dead are teachers, it is difficult not to think about revenge, but isn't she related to this matter?

For a moment, Kuaido pinched the hair and hesitated because of a guess in his heart. He didn't know whether he should hand it over to the little detective beside him, so that he could reveal the truth.

"Go down and have something to drink." At this time, Chen Xing walked up.

Kuaidou turned around and happened to look at him.

Chen Xing was stunned.

Disguise included changes in his eyes, but at this moment the hesitation in the eyes of the person in front of him was particularly clear. He was not unfamiliar with this, because he had also hesitated when he was on the Sallybeth passenger ship when he faced the monster thief Kidd.

Perhaps, the two face differently, but this complex emotion is the same.

"Go down and talk?" Chen Xing signaled.

Kuaido nodded.

On the side, Conan certainly saw something wrong with the two of them, but after thinking about it, he still chose to believe in Chen Xing and did not follow.

...

"So, is the murderer Mr. Mihara?"

At the corner of the corridor leading to the living room, Chen Xing leaned against the wall, and the wig in Kuaido's hand fell.

"Well, her wig is very long and can be braided into a rope." Kaito said: "As for her saying that she was also attacked, I think she disguised the other frozen corpse as herself at that time, and attacked Miss Suzuki to eliminate her suspicion from the beginning. As for the motive for the murder, it should be for the suicide student."

Chen Xing nodded and said, "Do you have the heart to bear it?"

Kuaido lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"You have also seen the neck of the deceased." Chen Xing said.

Kaito sighed silently. Yes, he saw that there were obvious scars on the neck of the deceased, so the wig must have been stained with the deceased's blood. Even if it was only a little bit, the police could identify it.

The most important thing is that even without this hair as a reminder, wouldn’t that little detective have thought of it?

It's just a matter of time.

"Okay." Kuaido twisted his fingers and his hair floated to the ground.

Chen Xing walked towards the living room with his feet.

"I want to drink hand-grinding coffee." Kuaido said unhappily.

"Do it yourself."

“...Didn’t you open a coffee shop?”

"so?"
Chapter completed!