In a metropolis where famous detectives gather, you can encounter corpses when you go out to buy groceries, and you can find corpses hidden in closets when you go home to sleep.
"Futaba, there's another murder, come and help!"
"No, the wagyu is simmering in the pot." (Cold face)
However, when the three sisters cried and called "Sister Truth" to save their lives——
That lazy traffic policeman instantly transformed into a police Shura!
A white motorcycle and a ballpoint pen, single-handedly smashed through the crime scene.
"Don't ask me how I know where the murder weapon is. The traffic policeman is allergic to metal."
"Don't ask me why I knew you were lying. Just ask because you blocked the fire escape."
In the end, the detectives discovered that the most powerful legend had been hiding in the traffic department and posting tickets? !
Reader comments
It has nothing to do with the arrest warrant. A normal man wears Futaba Aoi and seamlessly transforms into a cross-dressing man. After passing through his soul, he inexplicably becomes more powerful. He works as a traffic policeman in the traffic department and disdains his job as a criminal police officer. He can't help but pretend to be a saint in front of others. He looks down on all the police and detectives because he knows that Conan's plot can directly identify the murderer (luck)
Traveling back in time, I kept eating and writing whatever I thought of. In the first chapter, I was still talking about dressing up as a woman because of the remaining memories of my original body. Later, I turned into a criminal police officer and went undercover in women's clothing for the international prostitution case. I then sewed it up and went to other families to learn how to be a woman. I sewed it up wherever I thought.
It has nothing to do with the arrest warrant. A normal man wears Futaba Aoi and seamlessly transforms into a cross-dressing man. After passing through his soul, he inexplicably becomes more powerful. He works as a traffic policeman in the traffic department and disdains his job as a criminal police officer. He can't help but pretend to be a saint in front of others. He looks down on all the police and detectives because he knows that Conan's plot can directly identify the murderer (luck) Traveling back in time, I kept eating and writing whatever I thought of. In the first chapter, I was still talking about dressing up as a woman because of the remaining memories of my original body. Later, I turned into a criminal police officer and went undercover in women's clothing for the international prostitution case. I then sewed it up and went to other families to learn how to be a woman. I sewed it up wherever I thought.
Very good, come on