Chapter 870 Kuroba Kaito My dad he…

Edogawa Conan did not know that due to his excellent performance, he was suspected of his identity again.

He is still very active in expressing himself.

“I don’t think the murderer is Mr. Nishino. Is Mr. Nishino allergic to feathers?” he said curiously.

At the same time, he thought of the other party’s previous behavior of running away as soon as he entered Mao Lilan’s room, and confirmed his reasoning.

Because there was an injured pigeon in Maurilan’s room at that time, and Mr. Nishino didn’t forget to cover his nose when he ran away in a hurry.

“Yes, that’s the case, how do you know?” Mr. Nishino nodded suspiciously.

“Because… Mr. Nishino, you didn’t enter Mr. Hanchuan’s room. When everyone was watching, you were the only one standing outside with your mouth and nose covered, and you were also in Sister Xiaolan’s room before…” Edogawa Conan took it for granted. Analyzing.

“The pillow in Mr. Hanchuan’s room was torn, and the down was scattered. Mr. Nishino couldn’t accept such an environment.” The tone was firm.

Atobe Keigo and Akashi Seijuro glanced at Tsushima Shuji.

Tsushima Shuji also understood their eyes.

They are saying that Conan Edogawa continues like this, and sooner or later it will be exposed.

It doesn’t matter if this kind of analysis is left to Kogoro Mouri. Since he wants to cover up his identity with Kogoro Nagamori, he shouldn’t reveal such obvious flaws.

Tsushima Shuji shrugged and said there was nothing he could do.

Although it has been reminded before, the other party will still enter a state of ecstasy when the case occurs, often forgetting the identity of Conan in Edogawa, thinking that he is still Kudo Shinichi.

But it’s not a big problem.

Anyway, he didn’t intend to kill the other party.

Violent or not revealing identity, it doesn’t really matter.

After all, it is a precious experimental body.

Because of the feather allergy, Mr. Nishino got rid of the suspicion of the murderer.

In this case, the question before them becomes, who is the murderer.

Or…

Who exactly is the Shikao soldier?

A group of police began to investigate, and Tsushima Shuji and others returned to the entertainment room.

This time, the poker players became Hitachi-in’s twins and Fengjing Yexu Wanghuan.

The group drinking in front of the bar became four people.

Atobe Keigo, Akashi Seijuro and Amuro Toru and Midorikawa no.

The people who played pool became Shuji Tsushima and Ren Saburo Shiratori.

“Speaking of which, Kaitou Kid was shot in the right eye. If he hadn’t died, he would have had a wound, right? Sergeant Takagi had a wound in that spot. Could it be that he was actually Kaitou Kid in disguise?” Tsushima Xiuzhi leaned over and hit the white ball while hooking his lips. The surrounding **** scattered in all directions, and rolled into the net pocket.

Seeing this, he straightened up again, walked over, and handed the round to Shiratori Ren Saburo.

“It is indeed possible, you should inform the police officer Mumu to take care of the other party.” Shiratori Ren Saburo said coldly and happily.

“But I’m a big fan of Kaito Kidd. I was angry that Shi Kaobing actually hurt him, so I decided to kill Shi Kaobing to avenge my idol.” Shuji Tsushima looked at Shiratori Ren Saburo elegantly. Decisive billiard skills said.

“Cough—” Shiratori Ren Saburo couldn’t help coughing.

Down… it doesn’t have to be.

Kuroba Kuito, who wears the skin of Shiratori Ren Saburo, has a very complicated heart.

Although I know that this guy Tsushima must have seen through his identity, and said these words jokingly.

But he was still moved and… worried.

Although I know you take me seriously, don’t go astray casually, you bastard!

If it was Kuroba Kuito himself, he would have shouted on Shuji Tsushima’s shoulder now, but he is now using the identity of Shiratori Ren Saburo, so he can only calm down.

“Does it have nothing to do with me as a police officer?” Shiratori Ren Saburo asked coldly.

There’s a stance that I’ll arrest you, a future criminal, if you say it again.

“It should be fine, after all, I haven’t done anything, haven’t I?” Tsushima Shuji smiled.

“Yes.” Shiratori Ren Saburo was still cold and arrogant.

Until Shuji Tsushima put down the club and walked towards the corner where no one was around, Shiratori Ren Saburo looked at the others and saw that no one was staring at them, so he also put down the club and walked towards the corner.

“What do you want to ask me?” The black-haired and kite-eyed boy stood in the dark corner, looking at him casually.

“Is there something wrong with that kid named Edogawa Conan?” Kuroba Kuito, who was wearing the skin of Ren Saburo Shiratori, asked neatly.

He saw the reasoning gesture of the other party with his own eyes, plus the other party was always the first to find him…

This made it difficult for Kuroba Kaito to put the opponent on the spot as an ordinary elementary school student.

“Do you want to know? Beg me, I’ll tell you if you call me Big Brother Tsushima~” The black-haired, kite-eyed boy said with a wicked smile.

“You should call me brother!” Kuroba Kuito complained.

Can you be a little polite to yourself, who is three years older than you?

“Don’t you want to hide your identity for him? You actually chose to hide me for him?” Kuroba Kaito covered his heart with an unacceptable expression.

His eyes were filled with the meanings of ‘obviously I came first’ and ‘who is your good brother?’.

“…It’s a bit… disgusting… retching…” Tsushima Shuji turned his head to the side and pretended to retching.

Kuroba Kaito:…

Can you cooperate with my performance?

“For the sake of your disgusting performance, Big Brother Tsushima will tell you mercifully.” Tsushima Shuji waved his hand with a charitable expression on his face.

“…I really thank you…” Kuroba said dryly.

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome.” Tsushima Xiuzhi was arrogant.

“Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi~www.readmtl.com~ You are looking for clues to Uncle Piichi, and he is looking for clues to the organization that made him the way he is now, so to a certain extent Come on, you guys are still very similar.” Tsushima Shuji chuckled lightly.

“Huh? How do I look like a detective?” Kuroba Kaito said a little unconvinced.

“If the phantom thief is a skilled artist, the detective will only follow the phantom thief to find fault, and at best is a critic.” He once again expressed his views on the phantom thief and the detective.

“It’s really similar, Kudo Shinichi…you can say that he and Kaito are exactly the same.” Tsushima Shuji said with emotion.

“Huh?” Kuroba Kuito’s brain was loaded into a state of shutdown.

“Look, are they exactly the same?” Tsushima Shuji took out his mobile phone, searched for Kudo Shinichi’s news, and zoomed in on Kudo Shinichi’s face for Kuroba to see.

Kuroba Kuito watched, and gradually his eyes became subtle.

Dad he…

You shouldn’t have done anything to hurt your mother, right?