[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

The scene in front of me was a bit strange.

This was a small, single-family house, with scratches all over the door panels and walls, and a transparent seal that looked like plastic wrap wrapped around the windows, like the set of a horror movie.

There was no one to be seen on the surrounding streets, not even the cats and dogs that often ran around the streets of Mihua, it was a bit eerie and quiet.

As the Thousand-Faced Witch of the organization, Belmode was naturally not afraid of such a scene.

The only thing that could make her fully alert was the trap that the little madman didn't know where to hide.

In the end, it was a smooth journey?

Could it be that he simply pointed me to a remote place and wanted me to waste some time and gas money?

Belmode touched the gun, slowly and cautiously approached the house, and carefully looked inside through the window glass.

The situation inside the house was a bit dirty. A man with his basic facial features covered by vomit and other unknown objects was wriggling and trembling on the floor. He seemed to be trying desperately to move to the door, but he seemed to be blocked by something invisible and could not succeed.

Belmode:?

At this moment, Ruo Muliang, who had opened the live broadcast room of Sister Bei, laughed sinisterly. The magic power on the plastic wrap was naturally impossible to last infinitely. Ruo Muliang had calculated the time accurately, and it could only last for two hours.

And without the control of magic, how could something like plastic wrap be firmly fixed on the wall?

There was a rustling sound, and Sister Bei cautiously stepped back two steps, and found that only the plastic wrap wrapped around the window glass was loose, and she was relieved immediately.

Then...

yue~

The stench that had been fermenting for two hours in the room rushed towards the gap that suddenly appeared, and Sister Bayonet, who happened to be standing not far from the window, was immediately suffocated by the stench.

Sister Bayonet... stinks (crying voice)

Vermouth, the Thousand-Faced Witch who was fearless, dared to flirt with Gin, and dared to fight with Akai Shuichi (although she couldn't fight), fled for the first time in her life.

Wakagi Ryo: It's great.

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Time passed in a flash.

It had been several days since the smoke arsonist, and of course Conan and Hattori, who couldn't bear to see the prisoner being suffocated to death, helped to call the police.

It is said that when the criminal was arrested that day, the Metropolitan Police Department even dispatched a helicopter to suspend the criminal all the way away.

The well-informed citizens of Beihua showed an expression of amazement. It took such a big battle to arrest him. This criminal must be extremely cruel. Maybe he tied a lot of bombs on his body.

After eating the melon, the citizens of Mihua felt that they had something new to talk about in the next few days, and went home happily.

Hey, did the sewer pipe explode somewhere?

Why do I always feel that there is a stinky smell in the air?

So, for a while, the performance of the cleaning company responsible for sewer maintenance in Mihua increased several times.

Wakagi Ryo spent some time cleaning up the things in the basement of the original house that could not be seen by others, and then watched the decoration team introduced by Sonoko to help him rebuild the house with super high efficiency.

He temporarily lived in Kudo Shinichi's house and was eager to move towards the house.

Probably because this is Kudo Shinichi's home, -80 seemed a little timid when he backstabbed him, and did not dare to really demolish the nest of God's son, so Wakagi Ryo lived here quite comfortably.

Kudo Shinichi has become Conan and successfully lived in his girlfriend's house. The elder Kudo couple settled abroad. Who will be the next resident of this house?

It's Shuichi Akai who faked his death!

When Wakagi Ryo thought of this, he wanted to convert Kudo House into a real haunted house.

Just when Wakagi Ryo was thinking about whether he could install some hidden telescopic mechanical arms on pillars or beams, Gin sent him a message after a long time.

[Safe House No. 1, 8 o'clock, Hakushu regularization assessment. ]

Hakushu, oh, the newcomer named Neon Whiskey, the newcomer who successfully escaped under the noses of four death gods and peace doves, the chief examiner was Chianti.

Wakagi Ryo's eyes lit up, he cut off his vest and went out directly, rushing to Safe House No. 1.

After more than a month of rigorous training in Curacao, the newcomer has made great progress in both shooting and fighting skills.

And because Wakamu Liang previously used Sangria's vest to lead the newcomer to check for omissions and tamper with all her public information, the operation was too eye-catching, so she also taught herself various computer skills very inwardly, and unexpectedly had a talent.

RumHe expressed satisfaction and appointed Shirasu as a member of the intelligence team.

Of course, the premise is to pass this assessment.

When Wakagi Ryo arrived, Chianti, who was bruised and swollen, was... eh, bruised and swollen?

Oh, did Gin really beat Chianti because he was anxious because the comics were discontinued and he couldn't see the sequel?

Well done!

Wakagi·Secretly Telling·Ryo showed a satisfied expression, and quietly approached Gin and stuffed him a new comic - the manuscripts rescued by Kenji.

Gin snorted coldly.

Of course, he put the comics in his pocket very naturally.

After being beaten for no reason, Chianti unexpectedly learned that it seemed that because she led away Ao Niao's bodyguard (Kagemitsu), Ao Niao's house was burned by a serial arsonist not long after, and all the manuscripts were burned, so that it would be discontinued for a long time (official announcement of the publisher). The whole person seemed like a salted fish and lost his ideals.

Even the fact that he had always disliked the newcomer because he had ruined the autograph session of Blue Bird was not interesting to him. He went through the process perfunctorily, and then collapsed on the sofa in the safe house with bruises all over his face.

Asano Yukio, who thought he would have to go through all kinds of difficulties, became a formal code member in a daze.

"Congratulations, newcomer, we will have the opportunity to do tasks together in the future~" Wakagi Ryo patted the newcomer's shoulder with a smile. Looking at this smile, the other party instantly recalled the fear of wiping the doll in the No. 5 safe house, and very consciously contributed a vote of emotion value.

At the bar.

"Calvados is about to arrive in Neon, Vermouth, I hope your plan this time will not make any more mistakes."

Gin frowned at Sister Bayonet, who was extremely difficult to refresh in the safe house, and coldly warned her, and then sniffed a little puzzled.

Is the perfume on Vermouth a little strong today?

Although Gin couldn't tell the smell and type of perfume, in the past, the perfume on Sister Bayonetta was mainly low-key and elegant, and she rarely used such a strong perfume.

Tsk, you just spend money day after day! I work hard to make money!

Ruo Muliang smiled and came to the bar booth exclusively for Gin, and greeted Vodka, who was very considerate and made him a glass of mixed juice.

Ruo Muliang was too lazy to complain about his physique that couldn't touch alcohol, so he took the juice and drank it very easily, then got close to Belmode's hair and smelled it.

"Ms. Wynyard, you smell so good today."

Ruo Muliang bit the two words "smell so good" and deliberately read them with emphasis.

After hiding in the hotel for a whole week, taking more than three showers every day, and always feeling that there is still a smell, so Vermouth sprayed a lot of perfume: ...

If someone else said this, Vermouth might think that the other party wanted to flirt with her, and if she was in a good mood, she might even tease her back.

But Sangria said this, she was mocking, definitely mocking!

Sister Bei secretly clenched her fists and suddenly felt that the temperature around her seemed to drop by two percentage points. When she turned around, she saw Gin with a gloomy face and disapproval written all over his face.

She seemed to have a moment, and saw on Gin's face: You eat and drink at public funds every day, so why do you seduce minors in the organization? Don't you see how many years apart you are?

Vermouth: o(▼皿▼メ;)o

Sangria, you wait for me!!!