[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Otherwise, the protagonist's halo is still awesome?

Ryo Wakagi had just finished talking to Conan about blood type and surgery, and Conan learned from a strange acquaintance in the hospital that Hondou Eisuke had indeed undergone a bone marrow transplant for leukemia when he was a child.

A medical staff member who has taken over countless patients can still remember the name and face of a patient more than ten years ago, and can recognize him at first sight when he sees him in person or in a photo several years later.

In the world of science, everyone has the superpower of photographic memory.

During the investigation, Conan even solved a fraud case and two murder cases by the way. This ability to seize the opportunity to catch up with the plot and brush performance is really admirable.

And when he was strolling on the street, he got in touch with a blonde FBI agent Judy again.

Ryo Wakagi, who occasionally opened Conan's live broadcast room to check the progress, could only sigh that the son of luck was so terrifying.

Conan, who had successfully obtained a lot of information from Judy, whose intelligence had been declining since the full moon, came to the door of Ryo Wakagi's house excitedly, and then his face turned solemn when he saw the messy cigarette butts at the entrance of a dark alley.

This alley is diagonally opposite to Ryo Wakagi's yard, and there is no lighting in the alley. Standing here to monitor Ryo Wakagi's house, not only can the situation of the whole house be seen at a glance, but the monitor is hiding in the dark and it is not easy to be discovered.

With so many cigarette butts, that person must have been monitoring Brother Wakagi for a long time.

Brother Wakagi, did you really attract the attention of those people?

One early morning, the innocent little peripheral who was assigned by Sangria to smoke cigarettes crazily and smoked until his throat was hoarse:...

Ah, yes, yes, yes!

Conan, who has the aura of the god of death, immediately ruled out the possibility of coincidence or accident, and jumped into the pit dug by Ryo Wakagi without hesitation.

"Brother Ruomu, are you okay?"

The little Corgi knocked on the door of Ruomu Liang's house in a hurry. Seeing that Brother Ruomu who came to open the door was not missing any limbs, he was relieved immediately.

Then he shared all the information he had obtained in the past two days with Ruomu Liang like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"As expected, Hondou Eiyu had undergone a bone marrow transplant when he was a child. I deliberately found an opportunity to wet his clothes before. When he changed his clothes, I found a scar on his chest left by the puncture examination.

He should not be lying intentionally, but because he was too young at the time, he didn't remember the operation."

Conan opened the refrigerator of Ruomu Liang's house very skillfully, poured himself a glass of ice milk, and gulped it down.

"Oh, by the way, I also collected the blood sample. Hondou Eiyu's blood type has indeed become AB type."

Conan finished drinking the milk, wiped his mouth, and sat opposite Ruomu Liang with a serious expression.

"In this way, the identities of the Hondou family can be basically confirmed."

"Ethan Hondou and Hondou Eikai, who used the alias Mizunashi Rena, are indeed CIA agents who went undercover in the Black Organization.

But..."

Conan thought of the information that Akai Shuichi had investigated, opened his mouth, and finally said in a heavy tone.

"But, Ethan Hondou died four years ago."

Well, another cheater Akai Shuichi is also quite powerful. With only Ethan Hondou's name and a slightly blurry half-length photo, he dug up the life of the undercover who had been dead for more than four years.

This kind of feeling of taking open-book exams for all subjects.

Just, a little envious.

Wakagi Ryo held his chin, but did not bring out the conspiracy theory he had said to Amuro Toru to fool Conan again.

With the existence of the winery vest, it is reasonable for him to have the source of secret information on Amuro Toru's side. But it is not easy to make up for Conan's words.

I missed a lot of emotional points...

"By the way, Ruomu, I just found a lot of cigarette butts in the alley near your house. It seems that those people in the organization may have really targeted you. You have been..."

Be careful...

Before Conan finished the second half of his sentence, he saw Ruomu Liang raised his eyebrows, smiled and pulled out a book from a pile of messy manuscripts on the table, and stuffed it in front of Conan.

"I have recently finished drawing the new issue of comics~"

"I will fax the manuscript to the publisher later. If everything goes well, it will be officially released in two days~"

Conan: !!!

Conan accidentally glanced at the cover and swallowed hard.

Ruo, Ruomu, you...

Obviously being targeted by the dangerous Black Organization, so I have to find a way to drag the FBI into the water, fortunately I survived between the two organizations's difficult situation.

Why do I even feel like you seem to enjoy it?

"Is this okay?"

Conan's mouth twitched. He really couldn't connect the black straight barmaid in the comics, who had a bad girl face, wore a bunny girl uniform, and had rye whiskey on a tray in her hand, with Akai Shuichi, who had just met and had an aura of nearly 2.8 meters.

Which bar dared to use such a stinky-faced waiter... No, after realizing that he seemed to have been led astray by Wakagi Ryo, Conan silently slapped himself in his heart.

No, no, no, Conan, how could you think so?

It was because of you that Wakagi-ge had to take risks and participate in things related to the Black Organization.

Moreover, the people of that organization are currently just monitoring and have not directly attacked Wakagi-ge. Isn't this the best situation you expected?

When the new issue of the comics shifts the attention of those people to the FBI, Wakagi-ge's life safety will be guaranteed to a certain extent.

Besides...

FBI, elite agents, etc., professionals do professional things, let them deal with those people in the Black Organization, it's better than letting Brother Ruomu, who can be chased by cars when he goes out for a walk, take risks!

That's right, the painting is so vivid... No, it's so excessive.

"Ruomu, brother Ruomu, won't you make enemies if you do this?"

Ruomu Liang blinked and suddenly threw out a shocking news.

"Didn't I tell you that I have a grudge against the FBI?"

Conan: ? ? ? ! !

"Uncle Yusaku clearly knew it, I thought he would tell you."

Conan: ? ? ! ! !

When did you have a little secret with my dad!

Conan looked shocked at my whole family and stuttered to test it.

"Then, the hostages requested by the FBI, no, the guards, you..."

Wakamura Ryo shook his head, "That's not necessary."

"I have the protection of the public security."

Conan: ? ? ?

"Brother Wakamura, do you know anyone from the public security?"

Wakamura Ryo nodded confidently, "Yes, he is my super fan! But he will not protect my safety in the name of the official, but only in a private position.

Conan, you don't think I dare to confront that dangerous organization directly without any backup plan."

"Fan, fan?"

At this moment, Kazami Yuya, who finally took a vacation: That's right, from today on, I am the most loyal fan of Aoto-sensei!

Hehehe, black-skinned hot girl~

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