Selling Pokémon from Pirates

Chapter 397 The Library Murder Case

Because Conan had just arrived at Mori’s house not long ago, and the story of Conan’s parents flying back from the United States to spoof him hadn’t happened yet...

No one let Conan officially live in Maori's house in the name of his parents...

So Dr. Ali took Conan back easily.

Although he can no longer take a bath with Sister Xiaolan as a child, but considering the matter of the black organization, Conan decided to leave his family and come to Bator for everyone.

……

……

"Okay, this is where you will stay in the future!"

In the basement of Wanjie Detective Agency, Barto pointed to the training room and the small bedroom next to him commissioned by Yuanzi, and said with a smile to Conan.

"........."

Looking at all kinds of professional training equipment in front of him, as well as a large number of instruments for measuring the body, the corner of Conan's mouth suddenly twitched.

He couldn't help asking: "Are you sure you want a first-grade kid to live in this dark basement?"

"Of course!" Barto replied without hesitation:

"Don't look at this as a basement, but with the help of your sister Yuanzi, the best fresh air system on the market has been installed here, and there is also a lighting area."

"Living here is no worse than your own villa."

After answering, Barto didn't give Conan a chance to continue asking, so he changed the tone and asked him back:
"Speaking of which, you are so eager to ask me for information about the Black Organization."

"But you kid, have you ever thought about it, even if you got information from the black organization, what can you do?!"

"This is an organization that even the FBI and CIA have a headache for. Do you still expect to rely on the neon police to catch this organization?"

A simple question that came out of nowhere caught Conan in a daze.

He had been eager to catch the organization's tell before, so he never thought of such a thing.

At this time, his understanding of the Black Organization was only superficial.

After all, it was only a few days before he became a child.

Until now, he didn't even know the code name of the organization of Gin and Vodka, let alone the organization that framed him to make him smaller...

In fact, it is still an international criminal organization, which has been targeted by the evaded intelligence agencies, but has no clue.

After listening to Barto's introduction, Conan suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he finally recognized the reality...

In the past, he still made the mistake of thinking of experience, thinking that he could solve all problems as before.

But if the organization in black really has as much power as Barto said, then he, a little neon detective, really doesn't know what he can do.

At this moment, Conan understood that it was impossible for him to fight against such a criminal organization relying on his own strength.

He needs to have enough helpers!
Fortunately, Barto, a guy who looks extremely mysterious and has a lot of information he doesn't understand, seems to want to help him.

"Little ghost, what do you think you need most if you want to fight against such a criminal organization!?"

At this time, Barto walked near a special treadmill, and while debugging the machine, he asked Conan.

"what?"

Conan was taken aback for a moment, then thought about it and said:

"Weapons? Intelligence? Manpower? Or...money?"

Conan's voice became smaller and smaller, and for a while, he couldn't think of how to answer Barto's question.

At this moment, he also realized that his previous thoughts were too impulsive.

So what if we got information about the Black Organization?
He can be considered a public figure, and he has a close relationship with the Neon Police, but even so, he couldn't think of a way to punish this black organization at all.

After all, it is simply impossible to count on the police or something.

If the police were really that reliable, he wouldn't be called the savior of the neon police.

Conan raised his head and cast his eyes on Barto.

He knew that Barto, who was able to ask this question, must already have an answer in his heart.

Sure enough, seeing him silent for a long time, Barto grinned suddenly.

After adjusting the size of the treadmill to a level that Conan, a kid, can use, he patted the treadmill to Conan and said:
"Weapons, intelligence, manpower, money..."

"These things are indeed very important."

"But there is one most important thing that you haven't thought of yet."

"What is it?" Conan showed a puzzled and eager look.

Barto smiled lightly at him, and then said:

"It's you!"

"Myself!?"

Conan was taken aback again, apparently not expecting Barto to give such an answer.

"That's right!"

Barto stepped forward, picked up Conan, and threw him onto the treadmill.

At this moment, a serious expression appeared on Barto's face.

"Kudo Shinichi, I think you should know how powerful a transnational criminal gang is."

"As far as I know, there are quite a few chaebols secretly supporting them within the neon area."

"And relying on your current appearance, wanting to fight against such terrifying forces is tantamount to wishful thinking!"

"so……"

"Starting today, I will give you strict special training! I will train you to be an excellent fighter!"

"Let you have enough power to compete with that organization!"

"Remember! Only you can make you stronger!!!"

While speaking, Barto instantly pressed the start button of the treadmill, and the whole machine started running quickly.

"Wait!? What fighter!? What do you mean!?"

Conan was still listening in a daze, but the treadmill's tracks were spinning rapidly.

He had no choice but to take a step forward and staggered to keep up with the speed of the treadmill without falling off.

At this time, Barto took out a brand new notebook from nowhere.

From the side view, Conan can clearly see a large series of densely packed training plans listed in the notebook.

Just glanced at it, and Conan felt a chill all over his body, as if he saw himself not long ago, collapsed on the side of the road, no one cared.

"Hey, your notebook..."

Conan pointed to Barto's notebook with a guilty conscience, and asked cautiously.

"Huh? This?"

Barto raised the notebook in his hand, and immediately a smirk suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to him:

"This is your training plan for the next period of time!"

"Don't worry, these are plans that have been specially adjusted according to your current situation, and are guaranteed to allow you to become a fighter capable of fighting against the black organization in the shortest possible time."

"That's why I said wait!"

"I never said what kind of fighter I want to be!!!"

Conan on the treadmill yelled frantically.

But Barto continued to look at the training plan in the notebook as if he hadn't heard it.

At least one thing he said was right.

In this book, it really records the things that can turn Conan into a powerful warrior!

This is the [Navy Six Forms Training Form (Land Foot Chapter)] specially customized by Bator for Conan, spending a total of 20 points.

Ok……

It seems a bit petty, but this training plan actually does not allow them to use their legs and feet to swing a wind blade with a width of tens of meters like those naval elites in One Piece World.

After all, the limit of this world is here, and if Conan can practice to swing a wind blade slashing tens of centimeters, it is already considered his hard training.

At this stage, it is necessary to lay a good foundation for Conan, first let his physical fitness catch up to the level of normal people.

After that, Barto can use a small amount of points to exchange for some Lanjiao's insights and skills, coupled with his training plan, it will definitely allow Conan to quickly master this six-style naval move.

By that time, this brat can be regarded as having some means of self-protection.

Then Barto can let him participate in some actions related to the black organization.

Exactly...

Rotom tapped the cell phone and heard that the members of the black group seemed to be preparing to rob a bank.

When the time comes, just let Conan, the kid, go over there, and let them see the power of the Sixth Form of the Navy!

……

……

that's it.

Conan moved into Barto's detective agency in a daze, and settled down in the underground area of ​​the detective agency.

On Barto's side, Dr. Ali, as a guardian, asked Conan to take a short vacation for a period of time, so that Conan could concentrate on training.

Time flies like a white horse, slowly passing by.

Under this chaotic time and space, Barto passed through a summer, an autumn, and a winter in turn, and now, the weather has turned into spring.

God knows why he can experience so much in just one month.

Even on the great route, it is relatively rare to experience spring, summer, autumn and winter in just one month.

And after a month of training, Conan's physical fitness was finally tempered by him, reaching a height that even an adult could hardly achieve.

Conan under normal circumstances, of course, cannot become stronger so quickly.

All of this is also due to Barto's training plan, and the insights and combat skills he secretly transmitted to Conan inadvertently.

Today's Conan, although he can't smash a concrete and steel pole with one kick like Xiaolan, but it's still easy to smash a person's skull with one kick.

Today, Conan, who has been dizzy by the training, finally ushered in what he has been looking forward to...

That was his first stage of practice, and it was finally over! ! !
And he also got a rare rest time.

Because of his mediocre physical talent, what he can achieve now is already the limit of this body.

If you want to continue to become stronger, you need all special resources.

It can be seen that during this month, Conan has helped him solve a lot of cases, which finally made Bator's wallet in this world bulge, and he became famous...

Barto was also very generous, and he planned to buy him some medicines for human physique from the mall when he finished his rest and went to the next stage of training.

He who once chatted with Miss Joy knows...

In the Pokémon world, many children as young as 10 years old already have inhuman strength!

Although they are trainers, they rarely participate in battles.

But cases of conquering Pokémon by relying on one's own strength abound in the Pokémon world.

All of this, in addition to the special physique of humans in the Pokémon World, is also inseparable from the large amount of nutrients provided in the daily food of the Pokémon World.

It is obviously too late for Conan to start eating Pokémon food from now on.

So Barto decided to buy him some health care products from the Pokémon world, so that he could break through his own limit and continue to become stronger.

How to say……

Conan must be better than his childhood sweetheart, right?

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for Barto.

……

……

This morning.

The faint sunlight poured down on Conan's face along with the warm spring breeze.

With excitement in his heart, he walked slowly behind the gate of Didan Primary School...

Conan swears that he has never liked this school so much.

however……

When he was carrying his schoolbag and standing in front of the empty school gate, he realized belatedly...

Today seems to be the weekend, school today...

It's a holiday! ?
"........."

"It must have been too much training. I have forgotten such a simple thing as today being the weekend."

Conan clutched his head in pain, regretting his life for the past month.

But just when he turned his head and was about to go to Dr. Ali to have a look...

A little loli's voice suddenly sounded beside him:
"Hey! Isn't that Conan!?"

step... step... step... step...

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and a little girl wearing a hairpin suddenly walked up to Conan, grabbed his hand and said:
"Wow! It's really Conan!"

"Is your trip abroad over yet?!"

The reason Dr. Ari gave Conan to ask for leave was to travel abroad with his parents.

Conan knew this too.

"a ha ha ha……"

"Yeah, I'm back."

Conan replied perfunctorily.

At this time, a little fat man also came to Conan's side, and suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Really, since you're back, give us a call!"

"Leaving suddenly without saying anything, do you still want to be a member of the Boy Detective Team!?"

"That's right." The little skinny man next to the little fat pier echoed.

"Sorry, sorry."

Conan, who was speechless in his heart, clasped his hands together and apologized to the three people in front of him.

At this time, the three little ones beside Conan are none other than Conan's new friends at school, and they are also members of the Boy Detective Team...

Ayumi Yoshida, Genta Kojima, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

Because they had experienced the intense kidnapping of Ayumi and the Maple Leaf gold coin incident before, the relationship between the few people was pretty good.

These three little ones also sincerely regard Conan as their good friend.

And Conan disappeared so suddenly, it really made San Xiaozhi worry for a long time.

Seeing Conan's perfunctory attitude now, of course it is impossible to let him go so easily.

"Such a perfunctory apology is not acceptable!"

Genta and Mitsuhiko suddenly set up Conan from left to right, then smiled and said:

"It just so happened that today our young detective team decided to go to the library for further training. Now that you are back, Conan, you should return to the team immediately and act together with us!"

"Huh? What?"

Conan who was erected suddenly froze.

With his current strength, of course he can easily break free.

But in order not to hurt Yuantai and Mitsuhiko, he would not do that.

As for what going to the library to carry out activities...

Knowing the personalities of these three little ones, how could he not know that these three little ones actually went to the library to prostitute comic books for free!

but……

Thinking about it carefully, the atmosphere in the library is relaxed and quiet, plus he hasn't read a book for a long time...

Going to the library does seem like a good plan.

Thinking of this, Conan stopped saying anything against it.

Letting the three little ones pull, they all came to the Mihua library.

(End of this chapter)