"He …" Masked gloves can’t get their fingerprints off, and they’re not just making them up by themselves.

Bai Shizhan looked at it with his own hands and made a memory. "Nine buckets have a right thumb and a dustpan." This is easy to forget and it is not easy to spill the beans.
"Right thumb …" Conan looked at him Zheng "Oh, that’s not the same as tape fingerprints" Now he has some clues about the criminal case technique and guessed the situation of Sijing Lihua the night before yesterday.
He came to suspect that Sijing Lihua was released by a black cat, but now the fingerprints are right. The black cat has been wearing gloves, so it is unlikely that people will leave their fingerprints on the tape.
Combined with what happened later, Conan has almost restored the situation at the time of the crime, and the murderer intends to take measures.
However, due to the sudden appearance of fingerprints at the scene, everything became confusing again.
He was just about to ask the fingerprint owner directly when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
This time, someone knocked at the door leading to the coffee shop.
Butterfly patiently asked through the door, "boss, are you?"
Chapter 113 You love my money.
Baishi looked down at Conan politely at the door. "I want to change clothes and then go back to the coffee shop."
"Good" Conan glanced at the front door direction.
After leaving Baishi’s house, he trotted around to the French window of the coffee shop and stole a look inside.
There is a female employee in the room who loves to laugh, but it makes her laugh inexplicably. There is no suspicious person like him.
Conan intuitively knew that the black cat must have seen the extra mystery man even if he didn’t leave his fingerprints with tape.
Fingerprints are very inconspicuous in daily life and are usually not remembered.
Conan took this question as a breakthrough point and also wanted to take the opportunity to make it convenient for Baishi Lian Black Cat to eavesdrop-I wonder if the black cat next to him might spill the beans.
Can let Conan didn’t expect that Baishi didn’t connect each other’s business and just recited it … This is very unreasonable.
Is it because the black cat has a criminal record and was arrested for fingerprints? So Baishi remembered his fingerprints, and he learned the lesson. He always showed up wearing gloves in winter and summer?
The more I think about his style and personality, the more I think about it …
Is secretly nod butterfly endure suddenly looked up at him through the glass in the coffee shop.
“！” Conan also gave her a quick laugh, posed as a child’s innocent smiling face, said hello and turned to the floor.
Since Baishi is very busy today, let’s wait until he’s busy and think of a way to talk about him …
……
Ten minutes later, Baishi pushed the door and walked into the coffee shop.
Butterfly stands in front of the counter with a neat package just big enough to hold a pot.
Baishi looked at the baggage for a while and thought about the date.
A crystal can hire employees for 30 natural days. Although he didn’t calculate it carefully, it has been almost 30 days now.
However, she is the only one in the card pool. Now why do you put on this packing sample?
Baishi has some doubts.
"You are so slow …" Butterfly forbeared to take back her sight from the clock and charged, "It’s 2 minutes and 34 seconds before the employment time. Please don’t draw the card immediately and wait for half an hour after I leave."
"Good" Baishi is a little curious. "Is this promoted metaphysics?" Can change you from SR to SSR?
Butterflies endure a sly smile "secret"
"…" All right.
Soon the butterfly endured holding her little package and went out to the door of the coffee shop. In an instant, she seemed to have crossed an invisible wall and gradually disappeared.
Baishi also walked the process and waved to her.
He has always been good at listening to suggestions and metaphysical calls.
The staff management waited for half an hour for the call array. When the butterfly endured to leave, the position coincided and the white stone accurately called.
In the center of the screen, the cards piled up and washed for a while, and soon a card the size of a business card popped up.
Baishi glanced at the screen and looked at the door again, intending to say hello to the butterfly who re-entered and let her put the abducted pot back in place.
However, glancing at the words on the screen is quite different from his imagination.
[[R] red leaves]
“……？ ? ？”
There is a question mark on the top of Baishi’s head. Butterfly endures classmates? Is this what you taught me about metaphysics?
….. This is absolutely won’t be drawn to metaphysics!
His eyes couldn’t help jumping twice when the wind chimes jingled at the door.
Baishi looked up from behind the counter and saw a black and straight sister in cheongsam coming in.
"Mr. Baishi, right?"
Hongye went straight to the counter, she took sunglasses and casually put it to the neckline. Don’t stretch out your hand and shook it with Baishi.
Then for a second, I didn’t wave my wrist, turned my palm and spread it out in front of Baishi.
….. At that moment, watching her open her hand to herself, Baishi seemed to see a head Q assistant. The first reaction was to hide the wallet quickly.
But the situation is not quite the same as he thought.
"I heard from Xiaoren that you want to develop a poison?"
The red leaf line speaks softly but speaks faster than others, showing a kind of urgency. "Give me the information. I am better at chemistry than her."
……
Ten minutes later, Hongye turned over the last page of AP469 data.
Baishi sighed at her reading speed comparable to that of a scanner, and at the same time thought that the fox might be able to retire from ghostwriting in the past 30 days.
Just thinking about the door, the wind chimes rang again.
Baishi looked around and saw someone looking in at the door.
Similar things have happened five or six times just now.
The first time Baishi returned them, they were attracted by a meal, but he soon found out that it was wrong-these people couldn’t walk through the door. They were ordinary passers-by who pushed the door and asked if the store was open.