The daily life of the famous detective: the undead

Chapter 77 Returning to Judy
Matsudaira has left Japan for half a month, Tokyo with Conan is still not calm, and the work of the Metropolitan Police Department is still busy.

Song Pingfeng came out of the airport in casual clothes, took a taxi and went straight home.I haven't come back for half a month, the roof is probably smelly.Fortunately, those bats will not starve to death for a while, otherwise it will be troublesome.

When I got home, I tidied up the roof and changed the food and water for the bats so that they would not starve to death.Then I made a few phone calls and told Yuko Kimura and Conan that they were back by themselves.

When Yuko Kimura heard the call, she immediately decided to come and see him, but was rejected by Matsudaira Feng because it was too late.Conan and Hattori Heiji asked if they had found any clues, but Matsudaira naturally had no information.

Hanging up the phone, it was already dark, Song Pingfeng decided to go to the next door to see, by the way, to find out if anything happened in the past half month, otherwise it would be bad to miss the key plot.

When I came to Dr. Ali's house, the door was unlocked, and Song Pingfeng pushed the door and entered.

"Who is it?" Dr. Ali asked loudly, as if he was doing something.

"It's me, let me take a look." Song Pingfeng replied.

Song Pingfeng came to the living room, and Dr. Ali came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "It's Xiaofeng, where have you been these days, and I haven't seen you."

"Didn't Conan tell you? I went abroad for two days." Matsudaira said casually.

"That's right, I haven't heard from Shinichi." Dr. Ali said.

"Doctor, you haven't asked, have you?" Song Pingfeng said, looking at Dr. A Li with a smile.

"Uh...haha, I've been busy with my new invention for the past two days, so I didn't pay attention." Dr. A Li rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly.

"What kind of bomb is it?" Song Pingfeng teased.

"Uh...don't say that, Xiao Feng, not every invention of mine will explode." Dr. A Li said awkwardly.

"Where's Huiyuan?" Song Pingfeng asked with a smile.

"Oh, she's in the basement, go find her yourself." Dr. Ali said.

Song Pingfeng waved his hand and walked to the basement.

Pushing open the basement door, Hui Yuan Ai was sitting in front of the computer typing on the keyboard in the dark environment.

Hui Yuanai looked back at him when he heard the voice, then turned his head indifferently and continued to work.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Song Pingfeng groped around, found the switch and turned on the light.Stimulated by the light, Huihara Ai paused for a while, then resumed working.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Hui Yuanai asked lightly.

"It's not been half a month, let's take a look." Song Pingfeng moved a stool and sat down.

"Really." Hui Yuanai continued to work without comment.

Song Pingfeng didn't care, and continued to ask: "How about the antidote?"

"It's still very early, and it's still in the stage of collecting information. The experimental drug works well, but it still has a lot of flaws...Forget it, you don't understand." Hui Yuanai paused halfway through speaking.

"How long have you been here?" Song Pingfeng asked.

"Are you free again?" Hui Yuanai asked lightly.

"What?" Song Pingfeng asked strangely.

"There are only two situations for you to come to the doctor's house, either you are busy or you are in a hurry, and you don't look like you are busy." Hui Yuanai turned around and looked at Song Pingfeng calmly and said.

"Uh...is that so?" Song Pingfeng asked with some embarrassment.

"Since it's all right, just take a look at this and don't bother me." Hui Yuanai threw a file bag at Matsudaira Feng while speaking.

"What is this?" Song Pingfeng asked while opening it.

"A strange woman was discovered by the detective during your absence." Hui Yuanai turned around and said.

Song Pingfeng opened the file bag and took a look at it. It really contained the file of an "acquaintance".

Judy St. Timillion, female, 28 years old, American, likes to play video games. She is currently working as an English teacher at Tedan High School. She hides her identity. According to her own statement, she is an FBI agent who came to Japan for vacation. The credibility of her identity is unknown. Good character, not like a bad guy.

The above is the general content of the document bag, in addition to listing some evidence in life, and writing some doubts on the file.

"FBI?" Matsudaira asked in surprise.

"Yes, the big detective suspects that she has a certain connection with the organization, but in the end it is judged that she is not a member of the organization." Hui Yuanai said.

"I'm going to class tomorrow. Since she is the English teacher of Didan High School, she should also teach us." Song Pingfeng touched his chin and said.

"Well, I planned to ask you to try it, but you were not here, so they had to use other methods, but it didn't work." Hui Yuanai nodded and said.

"Did anything else happen?" Song Pingfeng asked casually.

"No." Hui Yuanai replied.

"Okay, then I'll go first, I'll call if I have something to do." Song Pingfeng nodded and said, got up and left.

Hui Yuanai glanced at his back, said nothing, and continued to work.

After leaving the doctor's house, the first thing Matsudaira Feng did was to mobilize his bat to search for Judy's location throughout Tokyo.

Judy's appearance is a signal. With her appearance, several important figures will appear one after another, and the information must be grasped.

Under the carpet search by the bat swarm, within one night, Matsudaira grasped the location of Judy and left the bat as a surveillance.

the next morning.

As usual, Matsudaira went to wait for Yuko Kimura to go to school together. Of course, Yuko Kimura also had something to ask Matsudaira. Naturally, it was impossible for Matsudaira to tell her the real situation. She can't do anything about it.

"A new English teacher came to the school two days ago, very serious." Yuko Kimura said.

"Is it serious?" Song Pingfeng asked strangely.

"Well, she looks serious every time she attends class. Besides, she is still from the United States, so she seems to be a little...open-minded. There are many bad rumors in school." Yuko Kimura nodded hesitantly.

"Oh? What's it like?" Song Pingfeng asked with interest.

Yuko Kimura gave Matsudaira a strange look and said: "Because Teacher Zhu Di usually wears clothes, the girls in the school don't feel very good."

Yuko Kimura said this euphemistically. In fact, the clothes that Judy wears every day reveal deep career lines, which makes a group of boys extremely excited, so those girls feel that this teacher has bad conduct.

Combined with Yuko Kimura's words, Matsudaira Feng thought about Judy again, and probably understood why, and couldn't help laughing: "Does Yuko feel bad too?"

"Well, after all, I'm a teacher at school, so it's really bad if I keep doing this." Yuko Kimura nodded and said.

Matsudaira was a little surprised that Yuko Kimura also felt bad, he thought Yuko Kimura wouldn't care about such things.

"Even Yuko said that, I'm a little interested." Matsudaira smiled.

As soon as these words came out, Yuko Kimura's expression changed instantly, she stared at Matsudaira Feng quietly and said: "Mr. Feng, it's better not to be interested."

Song Pingfeng's scalp was numb, and he was sweating secretly, and quickly said: "Of course, I'm just talking, and I won't have any other ideas."

Yuko Kimura stared at Matsudaira for a long time, and suddenly smiled, holding Matsudaira's hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhu Di is so beautiful, Mr. Feng is also a boy."

If you don't grab me, I will believe it, Song Pingfeng complained secretly.He knew that if he said something wrong at this time, he might fly out, and he didn't want to try the strength of the champion judo.

"No, I have no interest in Americans. You may not believe me if I tell you. I think Americans are blind." Song Pingfeng said,

"Yeah, I see." Yuko Kimura smiled without changing his face.

However, Song Pingfeng felt the strength on his arm slow down, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, we're going to be late."

……

　You may not believe it, I am face blind

　　
　
(End of this chapter)