Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

Xiao Lan, who has mastered the Ultimate Freedom Technique, is a female warrior with the strength to fight Lin Xiaofeng until dawn.

Just then, Ran Mouri, who was lying on top of him, trembled slightly with her long eyelashes and slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

Looking at Lin Xiaofeng so close to her, Ran Mouri blinked in confusion.

"Huh? How come it's just you and me left? (bhbe)"

"Xiao Lan, your Ultra Instinct is quite powerful. Even I am no match for you."

"It's all to keep up with my husband's pace."

Xiao Lan was incredibly embarrassed. If Lin Xiaofeng hadn't repeatedly tested her with some difficult moves, she wouldn't have been able to comprehend such a profound ability as the Ultimate Freedom Technique.

Xiao Lan gently hugged Lin Xiaofeng, her pink lips parted slightly: "Xiaofeng, do you like me now?"

"Of course, Xiaolan has become stronger, so I can be even more unscrupulous. It's a good thing."

Lin Xiaofeng and Xiaolan are now very compatible. Although they are still just lovers and not yet husband and wife, they are definitely more compatible than ordinary couples.

"...Should we continue our morning exercise?"

Hearing Lin Xiaofeng's words and feeling the familiar heat in his eyes, Ran Mouri understood her boyfriend's meaning. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tips of her ears turned blush.

"If Xiao Feng wants it, I'm always ready to oblige."

Ran Mouri's body went limp, her pink arms tightly embracing Lin Xiaofeng, as if she wanted to melt him into her own body. Both her body and soul belonged to Lin Xiaofeng…

After exercising together in the morning and working up a sweat, the two went to the bathroom together, took a shower, got dressed, and returned to the living room, only to find that Eri and Sonoko were still unconscious.

It wasn't until Lin Xiaofeng used the leftovers from last night to make golden fried rice that the two girls got up, attracted by the aroma of the fried rice.

"Phew... Ran, Kaze, you guys are up so early." Sonoko exclaimed. Her stamina was completely no match for Lin Xiaofeng's pace. Not only her, but even Eri couldn't keep up. It had to be Ran who had the stamina.

"Good morning, Sonoko," Ran greeted with a smile.

Eri Kisaki also came out of the room, wearing her usual work uniform skirt, as she had to go to work at the law firm today.

"Mom, Xiaofeng made fried rice with eggs, please sit down and eat."

"Xiaolan, will you still call me 'Mom'?"

"Eri-nee."

Xiaolan felt strange calling her mother "sister," but since things had come to this, that was the only way she could address her mother.

"Xiaofeng, is this fried rice you made?" Eri asked.

"Yes, Yingli, try it."

Eri Kisaki picked up a spoon, tasted the golden fried rice made by Lin Xiaofeng, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"too delicious!"

For a moment, Eri Kisaki felt as if she had wasted the past years. Since being with Lin Xiaofeng, she felt that her life was filled with love, and she had been transformed both mentally and physically. She became even more determined to be with Lin Xiaofeng forever, even if he was a womanizer and had many women, it didn't outweigh his good qualities.

Seeing Eri's strong reaction, as if she had just had an orgasm, Sonoko quickly picked up a spoon and took a bite. "Mmm—is this what it feels like when guests on Japanese food variety shows have an instant orgasm after eating the food?" She suddenly felt that Japanese food variety shows weren't so fake or exaggerated after all.

After breakfast, Eri Kisaki went to work, while Lin Xiaofeng, Xiaolan, and Sonoko went to Teitan High School together.

Upon arriving at school, Ms. Judy suddenly mentioned that the final exams were coming up and urged the students to make the most of their time to prepare.

Lin Jun, stingy and cold-blooded, only now does he feel like he's fighting to the death. Ke Luxue, the world's treasure, the time of Ni Shi, in Qi Liushi.

255. Classic Three-Choice Selection

The death of renowned rock musician Hisashi Sakamoto has turned tonight's concert into a memorial concert, immediately making headlines across major Japanese media outlets and putting the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department under immense pressure.

Inspector Megure, who was handling the case, was extremely busy and specially sought help from Lin Xiaofeng. He also sent Miwako Sato, a senior officer from the Metropolitan Police Department, to assist the famous detective Lin Xiaofeng in his investigation.

Sakasuke's body was thrown into the Tsutsumi River and was only discovered in the early hours of this morning.

Lin Xiaofeng discovered that besides himself and Sato Miwako, Mouri Kogoro and Conan had also arrived. Strangely, he also ran into Hondo Eisuke.

"Classmate, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, in order to find my sister, I specifically became an apprentice of the famous detective Kogoro Mouri. That way, after I complete my apprenticeship and become a detective, I can find my sister." Hondo Eisuke's innocent look was quite cute, and she really did look like her sister.

Lin Xiaofeng found it strange that Kogoro Mouri still had the mood to take on apprentices. Then, Lin Xiaofeng directly asked Kogoro Mouri.

"Detective Mouri, I never expected you would take on apprentices."

"Yes. Lin Xiaofeng, do you want to be my apprentice? For the sake of my daughter Xiaolan, I don't mind taking you as my apprentice," Kogoro Mouri said shamelessly.

"I'll pass. But, Detective Mouri, I'm curious, how did you end up taking Hondo Eisuke as your apprentice?" Lin Xiaofeng continued to ask.

"I think Hondo Eisuke is quite cute. It's pleasing to the eye to have him help out at the agency, so I brought him here to be my personal apprentice." Kogoro Mouri looked at Hondo Eisuke with a lewd grin, his eyes revealing greed.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng held his breath and could only comfort Bentang Yingyou, telling him to pray for good fortune.

Three large bridges span the Timujin River: Beihu Central Bridge, Beihu Bridge, and Beihu New Bridge...

“It’s really a pity,” Miwako Sato sighed softly as she drove onto the Beika Bridge. “Sakazuki was a rock musician with a fantastic reputation. He was optimistic, ambitious, honest, and genuinely kind to his fans. I never expected something like this to happen; he just died so suddenly…”

Kogoro Mouri glanced at Miwako Sato and then at Xiaofeng Lin: "I see. The Metropolitan Police Department not only asked me for help, but also you, Xiaofeng Lin. In my opinion, it's completely unnecessary. I'm enough."

Sato Miwako was unhappy when she heard Kogoro Mouri say such things about Lin Xiaofeng, whom she had feelings for.

"Mr. Mori, have you found any important clues here?" Miwako Sato asked immediately.

“There is indeed a clue…” Kogoro Mouri turned to look at the father and son following behind him and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"This gentleman passed by here three nights ago, on what is known as the Great Eve. Afterwards, his son said that Mr. Sakasuke had died. He saw someone throw a bag containing Sakasuke's body off the bridge from his car. At that time, the discovery of Mr. Sakasuke's body had not yet been reported. This means that the young man may have witnessed the murderer dumping the body. However, this gentleman does not remember which of the three bridges he crossed from here, so we came to check."

"The body was dumped in front of the guardrail on the left side of the bridge!" Lin Xiaofeng replied decisively.

Conan wholeheartedly agreed, chuckling, "Brother Xiaofeng thinks the same thing as me. Qiao said that the opponent had a scary nail pattern on their arm where they dumped the body. It's very dark here at night, and the opponent was on the bridge, so they would definitely have chosen a darker section of the road to dump the body. The only way Qiao could see the pattern on the opponent's arm is when fireworks lit up the sky, and the location where the body was dumped would only be on the opposite side of the railing, opposite the position where the fireworks went off!"

After listening to Ke Banan's reasoning, Mao Qili and Lang Ting seemed to understand something. They took out Xiao Jun's notebook and began to record: "If this is the scene of the body disposal, we might be able to find some evidence in the river. A Qiao said that the other party took out a lighter from his coat pocket, lit a cigarette, and then threw the lighter into the river. There might have been some evidence left on that lighter, which is why the murderer discarded the lighter..."

Conan stroked his chin, deep in thought.

That's right, as long as it's in the river; if you search for it in your dream, you should be able to find something. However, regarding the clues about the murderer, there's also the nail pattern on his arm, which should be a tattoo...

"The little boy's arm design, could it be a tattoo?" Sato Miwako looked down at her phone, pulled up a photo from her album, and bent down to show it to the boy. "Is this it?"

Conan turned his head to look.

It was a picture of a snake's head being nailed to a wooden strip. The snake's head was pierced by the nail, and blood was flowing on the wooden strip. For a child, it was indeed a 'frightening nail'.

“This is the logo of the band that Sakagami formed before he became famous…” Sato Miwako explained.

"Officer Sato, how did you know this?" Lin Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise.

"To be honest, I'm also a fan of Sakagami's songs." Sato Miwako cutely stuck out her tongue.

"no!"

The little boy, Qiao, looked carefully at the photo on Sato Miwako's phone and shook his head, saying, "The pattern I saw is different from this one!"

If it weren't for this...

Sato Miwako wasn't in a hurry. She pressed another button on her phone, flipped to the next picture, and looked at the little boy carefully. "What about this one?"

The pattern is similar, except that there are no wooden strips. Three nails are arranged in an 'N' shape, and a snake is wrapped around the nails, with its head pierced by the rightmost nail.

The little boy nodded immediately upon seeing it, pointing to the phone screen and saying, "That's right, that's it!"

· ······Requesting flowers· ····

Kogoro Mouri crouched down, looked at the little boy, and asked, "Are you sure it's this pattern?"

The little boy, standing next to his father, didn't seem scared at all. He nodded again to confirm, "That's what I saw, a really scary nail!"

“Then it’s simple,” Sato Miwako put her phone away, stood up, and explained to Mouri Kogoro, who was staring at her eagerly, “This is the new logo that Sakasuke’s band is planning to change to. It was only recently finalized and hasn’t been officially announced yet. It was originally expected to be announced in a week or two, but because some of his die-hard fans like to get the band logo tattooed on their bodies, the people who have the design right now are his bandmates, two video stores that promote the band, and the owner of a tattoo shop that he’s on good terms with. That tattoo artist happens to be not far ahead…”

“Then we can just ask around and find out!” Lin Xiaofeng chimed in, looking at Sato Miwako who had become serious. “Since the new logo was only recently finalized and hasn’t been officially announced yet, only people who have a good relationship with the team or the shop owners can get the design to get tattooed. There shouldn’t be many people like that, and they might even be people the shop owners know.”

. ... ....

……

Miwako Sato was very concerned about the truth behind Saka Hisashi's murder and actively participated in the investigation.

A group of people and two cars arrived at the tattoo shop.

The shop owner is a rock music fan and has a good relationship with Saka Hisashi's band. Sato Miwako took out her police ID and explained her purpose.

Upon learning of this, the shop owner immediately provided clues. He was also deeply saddened by Sakasuke's death and hoped that the murderer could be found.

According to the shop owner, only three people have gotten the new Sakagami band design tattooed at the shop.

Furthermore, all three of them took photos as souvenirs and sent them along with a thank-you letter to the store to give feedback to the owner.

One of the men, surnamed Kiritani, was holding down the brim of his baseball cap while taking a photo, revealing a tattoo on his right forearm. Some medium-length blonde hair was visible under the cap, and he also had a tuft of blonde beard on his chin. He smiled mischievously at the camera, his eyes were long and droopy, and his lower eyelashes were very long. He inadvertently looked like he had dark circles under his eyes, making him easy to spot.

The person's surname is Anju. The photo shows him with his right hand resting on the roof of a black car. He also has a tattoo on his right forearm. He has a very short buzz cut, a high hairline, wears sunglasses, and has a sparse mustache. He looks at the camera with a serious and cool expression.

The remaining person's surname was Guannei. His skin tone was a bit darker than the previous two. He had a cotton candy-like afro, revealing a large forehead and thick eyebrows like those of Crayon Shin-chan. When taking the photo, he touched his chin with his left hand and smiled, revealing a tattoo on his left forearm.

Faced with a classic three-choice question, Lin Xiaofeng pondered the plot of the animated film for a moment, but couldn't quite remember it, so he had to rely on his own deduction.

256. Mr. Lin, please wait.

Lin Xiaofeng looked down at the little boy looking at the photo and asked, "Aqiao, do you think any of these people look familiar?"

"It was dark at the time, and he was wearing a hat, so I couldn't see his face clearly..." The little boy looked at the photo album that the shopkeeper had set up, hesitated for a moment, and then said with certainty, "But when I saw the pattern on his arm, that person was just getting into the car and about to drive away!"

Kogoro Mouri stroked his chin and analyzed, "So, the imported car that the person in the middle photo is driving is his own, right?"

“Yes,” the shop owner turned to Lin Xiaofeng and said, “He saved up money specifically to buy it, and I heard it’s been open for ten years!”

"Then it can't be him," Conan said with absolute certainty.

"Huh?" Sato Miwako asked, puzzled. "Why? Wouldn't someone who owns a car be more suspicious?"

"That's because..." Conan was about to explain when he suddenly noticed that Hondou Eisuke was staring at him suspiciously. Startled, he immediately feigned a puzzled expression, "Yeah, I think this uncle with the car is very suspicious!"

Lin Xiaofeng explained on behalf of Conan: "Japanese cars have the driver's seat on the right and drive on the left side of the road, while the imported car has the driver's seat on the left and the body was dumped in the left lane. If he was sitting in the driver's seat of the imported car and driving a '137' car to leave, the tattoo would face inwards. With the passenger seat in between, the little brother in the right lane couldn't possibly see the tattoo on his arm."

Kogoro Mori tried hard to visualize the situation in the car lane and roughly simulated it: "Could it be that he changed to a Nissan that night?"

“No,” Lin Xiaofeng continued, “He’s been driving that imported car for ten years and is used to having the driver’s seat on the left. He would feel uncomfortable if he suddenly switched to a car with the driver’s seat on the right. The murderer was going to dispose of the body that night, so he would definitely prioritize safety and wouldn’t suddenly switch to a car he’s not used to. Otherwise, it would cause a car accident, attract police attention, or lead to trouble if a body was found in the car. Besides, there was a checkpoint nearby that night to check for drunk driving. If someone suddenly switches to a car with a driver’s seat position that they’re not used to, it’s easy for them to veer off course. If there were any cars like that on the road, they would have been stopped by the police on duty long ago.”

Hondo Eisuke tried hard to figure out the 'left, right, left, right' scene, but Lin Xiaofeng didn't pause or give the others time to think. For someone who wasn't used to driving, it was hard to react immediately, and then they couldn't keep up with the train of thought.

"The murderer chose to dump the body on the bridge because he discovered there was a routine inspection nearby, right?"

“That should be right,” Kogoro Mouri looked at the photo. As a seasoned driver, he could easily make sense of it. “Then it can’t be Mr. Kanouchi. His tattoo is on his left arm. If he’s driving a Nissan, the tattoo would face the inside of the car. If he’s driving an imported car, the tattoo would face the guardrail. No matter what, it’s impossible for the little guy in the right lane to see it.”

“Then it’s only Kiritani left,” Sato Miwako chuckled with dissatisfaction. “Should I notify Inspector Megure to issue an arrest warrant for him?”

Lin Xiaofeng said, "Not yet. We don't have any evidence of his crime yet. All our reasoning is based on A Qiao's testimony, and there are some inconsistencies in A Qiao's testimony..."

Miwako Sato continued to ask the little boy, "Takumi, is the hammer you saw really a hammer?"

"Yes, I'm sure I saw the hammer!" the little boy emphasized earnestly, gesturing with his arms outstretched. "A very, very big hammer, it was glowing!"

Miwako Sato then turned her gaze to the little boy's father.

The middle-aged father broke out in a cold sweat and tried hard to recall: "No, no, I don't remember any glowing hammers on the road."

Kogoro Mouri looked at the middle-aged man with suspicion. "Just how tired were you that day? Driving while fatigued is very dangerous, especially with children in the car. You should be more careful!"

"I was just a little sleepy, and I usually choose a bridge to cross based on my mood, so I don't remember which bridge I crossed. It's not to the point that I couldn't see the road!" the middle-aged man explained indignantly. "Besides, after being scared by the snake, I became as clear-headed as could be. If there was a glowing hammer near the bridge, my eyes are perfectly fine, I would definitely see it!"

Hondo Eisuke looked puzzled. "It can't be that Takumi is hallucinating, can it?"

Lin Xiaofeng took Sato Miwako's notebook and began drawing an inverted hammer on the paper. Then he squatted down in front of the little boy and showed him the drawing in the notebook, "It's this kind of hammer, right?"

The little boy nodded, his eyes shining. "That's right, it's exactly the same hammer that the big brother drew! And it even has a light on!"

After saying that, the little boy turned to his father and said, "I told you I really saw it."

"Uh, really..." The middle-aged man was still trying to recall, but he still couldn't remember what the glowing hammer was. He began to doubt whether his memory was deteriorating and whether he was not far from developing Alzheimer's disease.

The crowd gathered around in curiosity, wanting to see what exactly the hammer Lin Xiaofeng had drawn was.

Lin Xiaofeng explained to everyone, "Actually, the hammer handle is the building on the right front side of Beihu Central Bridge, and a ring of decorative lights will light up around it at night..."

"What about the hammer Q head?" N Mao Li Xiao Ling Wu Lang thought for a moment, but still didn't know what those three things that looked like the nine heads of the round hammer could be.

"The coffee pot advertising truck endorsed by Ms. Yoko," Lin Xiaofeng tore a page from his notebook and handed it to Kogoro Mouri, "has a coffee pot billboard on it, and a ring of decorative lights around the coffee pot that lights up at night. When the truck is driving on the bridge, the decorative lights on the billboard and the decorative lights on the building will overlap for a while, making it look like an upside-down, glowing hammer."

“Oh, it was that advertising truck,” Sato Miwako remembered, glancing down at the hammer on the paper. “That’s right, the coffee pot on that billboard does look a lot like an upside-down hammer.”

"Oh right, I just remembered..."

Hondo Eiji (who took out his seventh hand) flipped through the machine and found a picture of a coffee pot advertisement with a bright light on it. He handed it to Kogoro Mouri and said, "I have a picture of that advertisement truck!"