Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

The next day, a ray of morning light came through the window and fell on Kishida, who was sleeping on the workbench in the living room. The faint sunlight shone on his face, making it look very warm.

At this time, Kishida slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his hands and feet, and then stood up. Only then did he realize that he was covered with a blanket. He knew without thinking that Akemi had covered him.

Because the girl who was still sleeping on the sofa has long since disappeared.

In the past, this was very unbelievable to him. After all, he had never been touched by someone without waking up instantly.

"So, what time is it now?"

Kishida flexed his muscles and stretched, his eyes passed over Dr. Agasa who was snoring loudly next to him, and looked at the clock in the living room.

The hour hand above is firmly pointing at eight o'clock.

"Eight o'clock, I only slept for three hours."

Kishida muttered. Last night, he and Dr. Ari stayed up and worked until five in the morning before going to bed.

Well, then I just fell down on the workbench and fell asleep completely.

As for the results?

Kishida glanced at the light silver glove that shone in the morning light on the workbench, as well as the dozen or so red, black, or blue metallic playing cards placed on the workbench. Card.

These are the results of their hard work throughout the night!

A faint smile appeared on Kishida's face. With these things, plus his own prop skills.

He believed that no matter what happened tonight, he would be able to deal with it calmly!

Proud.jpg!

"Huh? What does it smell like? Is it so fragrant?"

Just as Kishida was happily putting away the props on the table, he suddenly smelled a scent coming from the kitchen.

He had a guess in his mind, so he immediately walked to the kitchen and saw a sumptuous breakfast on the dining table, and it was still steaming. At this time, Mingmei, who had already put on casual clothes, walked out with the last bowl of soup.

Kishida glanced at the sumptuous Japanese breakfast on the table, which included foods such as omelettes, mashed potatoes, pine nut pancakes, and sandwiches. It looked so tempting that he couldn't help but swallow.

"Wake up~~"

Mingmei boiled something into a pot of soup and put it on the dining table. She looked at Kishida walking over and smiled gently.

"Well, just got up."

Kishida nodded and walked up to her.

"The timing is just right! Go brush your teeth and wash your face. Oh, by the way, where is Dr. Ali?"

Mingmei looked at her watch, said something to Kishida, and then turned around and went back to get the dishes.

"The doctor is still sleeping. Let him sleep for a while. Last night was really hard on his old man's mind. Alas, I wonder if all his hair will fall out..."

Kishida joked, but when Mingmei was about to turn around, he took her weak and boneless hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her with both hands.

"Ah, what are you doing! I want to do something again early in the morning, go and wash up quickly..."

Seeing this, Mingmei was frightened for a moment, and then she reacted and patted his back angrily with her small hand, signaling him to let go of her and wash up quickly.

"Hey, don't forget the good morning ritual we agreed to do every morning, senior sister~~"

Kishida rubbed his chin against her white forehead, but his tone was very serious.

"Huh? Oh! You're talking about that!"

Mingmei was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered with an embarrassed smile on her face.

"Uh, you probably forgot, right?"

Kishida twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at her suspiciously.

"Haha, that's not true, I just didn't expect you to be so serious... Hmm, okay, then let's get started?"

Under Kishida's blank expression, Akemi scratched her cheek in embarrassment, and then asked tentatively.

"snort!"

Kishida snorted in dissatisfaction, and then pressed his forehead against Akemi's forehead unhappily, looking at her closely at close range without blinking, and he seemed to be able to see the inside of her equally unblinking blue pupils. , reflecting the appearance of his own face.

And, the deep smile in his eyes.

"..."

This woman is getting better and better at teasing herself in reverse.

At this moment, Kishida still didn't know that she was just teasing herself.

How could I forget this? I remember it very clearly!

One second, two seconds...nine seconds, ten seconds!

Then, after ten seconds, Kishida’s forehead left Akemi’s forehead.

On top of Akemi's head, as expected by Kishida, the font of "big evil" appeared like blood flowing. The blood-red "blood" was dripping on Akemi's forehead, flowing down the hall to her chin. Her whole pretty face was stained red, making her look extremely sad.

Sure enough, damn it, it happens again!

"well!"

Under Akemi's worried look, Kishida gritted his teeth, and then sighed dejectedly.

Then, without a trace of nonsense, he recited the incantation silently in his heart without hesitation, and directly faced Mingmei, activating the rare fortune-changing ability of [Yang Eye·Blessing and Misfortune].

Then, in Kishida's sight, the "great evil" made of blood, in the blink of an eye, dissipated in his eyes like the wind blowing through dust, but in less than a few seconds, a golden light suddenly gathered and condensed, but an accident happened, and then the light was quickly dispersed, and the blood seemed to have the momentum to condense again on Mingmei's forehead.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Kishida's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously cried out.

What the hell is this?

"Junior, what happened to my face?"

Seeing this, Mingmei touched her face blankly and said strangely.

"An ominous sign..."

Kishida's eyes flickered wildly, even if he didn't understand the specific meaning of it.

However, this phenomenon made his heart tighten.

"Ah!?"

A confused voice sounded, but it didn't come from Mingmei's mouth. The two turned their heads and saw that Huiyuan, who was wearing a red panda pajamas, was staring at the panda eyes that were sleepy and matched her pajamas. She appeared behind them with a confused face.

Kishida ignored the doubt in her eyes, turned his head and continued to lock his eyes on Mingmei's forehead, watching the blood and gold light "fight" into a ball, and finally the gold light gradually condensed on Mingmei's forehead, and finally formed a small "Xiaoji" font, and the gold light was very dim.

"Gulu! Maybe, maybe we are in big trouble today..."

Kishida rolled his throat and spoke with some difficulty.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal!

"........"

Hearing this, Mingmei and Huiyuan sisters looked at each other and were also a little nervous.

Kishida said it so seriously, they didn't think he was joking.

"Huh, Xiaoai, come here too and let me see."