Monster Refining System Chapter 1200: Too simple

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Soon, Conan called the police station in Osaka.

"Musim Mexi."

"Hello? Which one?"

The police station in Osaka answered the phone and responded to Conan.

"I'm Shinichi Kudo, has there been a serial murder case in your bureau that has not been solved recently?"

When I heard Conan's words, the other end of the phone was stunned, and then he said:

"How did you know? Wait, who did you say you are, Shinichi Kudo? You are the high school detective?!"

"Yes, it's me."

Conan smiled and nodded.

At this time, the other end of the phone said:

"Wait a moment, I will let the minister pick up..."

Soon, the phone was replaced by Heiji’s father, who is also the head of the Osaka Police Department...

"Kudo Shinichi? Heiji told you the case?"

Heiji's father asked Conan.

"Hehe, yes, uncle, I heard that this case is currently being stranded, and it just so happens that I am more interested in it, otherwise, would you tell me the detailed information?"

Hearing what Conan said, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, then he said:

"All right, then you can wait."

After speaking, the phone hangs up.

And Xia Fukun glanced at Conan at this time.

To be reasonable, when he was in China before, the profession of private investigators was forbidden in China because the domestic situation was more complicated.

In this book, detectives are a popular profession. Whether it's the disappearance of cats and dogs, derailment or murder, most people choose to find a detective first.

This is also the reason why the police can breathe a sigh of relief and relax. Otherwise, there is such a small amount of space in this book, and the police are even less pitiful. Why are you busy here?

"Wait a while, the police station on the other side of Osaka will send you the situation of the case soon."

Conan looked at Xia Fukun. As soon as he said this, "Didi" appeared on his phone.

Xia Fukun moved his head, but on Conan’s phone, except for some photos, all the remaining text was in r.

Xia Fukun, except for some simple R texts, such as: Buying a disc, etc., he can't do everything else, so he looked at Conan confusedly.

"This case, I am afraid it is a bit complicated."

After reading the information from the other party, Conan frowned at Xia Fukun.

"What do you mean, is there any case you can't handle? You didn't say it yourself, is there only one truth?"

Xia Fukun asked Conan in wonder.

"Look at what you said."

Conan gave Xia Fukun a glance.

"I didn’t say that I couldn’t solve this case. It’s just that although this is a serial murder case, every case seems to be separated, and every case is a secret room... "

"Secret room murder case? So exciting?"

Xia Fukun took a deep breath. It was also at this time that Conan talked about the general situation of the case with Xia Fukun.

After listening to Xia Fukun, she was stunned.

This...

I seem to have seen this episode in anime before

That...

Is this cheating?

Forget it, cheat!

Xia Fukun coughed and said to Conan:

"You just said that this case is in Dongjing, right?"

"Um"

Conan nodded, wondering what Xia Fukun's sudden question meant.

"Do you have a clue?"

Xia Fukun asked Conan.

"Not yet, I am not a god."

Conan gave a wry smile.

Although he has an IQ of 250, there are some things that are not so easy to know. There is no clue, no relevant content pops into his mind, how is it possible to know who the murderer is when he hears the case?

"Hehe, spicy chicken."

Xia Fukun smiled and pointed his **** at Conan.

Conan had a black face and asked Xia Fukun:

"You are so good, do you have a clue?"

To be reasonable, although Conan knew that the man in front of him had a fighter jet, he felt that the other person's IQ should not be as good as his own.

There is no reason, I can't do anything about it, Xia Fukun already knows!

I also heard Conan's words, Xia Fukun sneered:

"Tell you all right, the murderer is Okamoto Okuma."

"Okamoto Bear? What the hell?"

Conan was taken aback. He seriously doubted whether this Xia Fukun, like that Moori Kogoro, was talking nonsense here.

How can anyone know the murderer as soon as they know the case, and so sure? So sure, it seems that in Conan’s impression, there is only Kogoro Moori, right?

Xia Fukun looked at Conan with a look of disbelief and frowned:

"Don't doubt what I said, I won't lie to you, you didn't know who the murderer was before, now, I tell you the result, you just need to find the process, it's always easy, right?"

"Are you sure?"

The way Conan looked at Xia Fukun didn't seem to be bragging with himself.

At the moment, he squinted his eyes.

"Of course."

Xia Fukun nodded.

So Conan picked up the phone.

"Huihara, help me find someone..."