Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"It turns out to be Officer Nakamori from the Metropolitan Police Department. How disrespectful."

The man touched the scarf hanging around his neck, glanced at the boys who were still at the door from the corner of his eye, first stared coldly, and then smiled and asked Zhongmori to sit down.

"Kid sent me a notice. To be honest, I was quite surprised. I didn't expect that he would actually know that I have the Star Blade in my hand. Isn't it true that I am the legendary Phantom Thief?"

Brian picked up the two knives on the coffee table. His expression now was completely different from when Zhongsen had not entered the room, like a kind old man.

"I made you laugh. I don't like anything else. I really can't do anything with the knife."

"I can see it."

Zhongmori pointed to his own knife that was placed on the sofa by Brian: "You can tell from the position where you hold the knife that you are a master in the way of the sword."

While the two were talking, new boys were gradually approaching the room, and more and more footsteps were heard in the corridor.

"It seems that Mr. Brian's little brother is already prepared for Kidd's attack."

"Actually, I'm the one who's prepared."

A simple silver light flashed, and Zhongsen blinked and found that Brian's body had not moved, but it was indeed true that his neck was scratched.

The blood flowed along the neck to the collarbone. It wasn't much at first, but gradually the amount of bleeding became larger. Seeing the red chest of the man opposite, Brian was about to pull out the second knife.

"You are stupid enough to come to me alone and pay for your arrogance, Kaitou Kidd..."

"Pfft!"

Two smoke bombs fell from his trouser legs. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's sight was blocked, Kuroba Kaito took out two grapple guns. He smashed the floor-to-ceiling window of the room with his left hand and grabbed the upper edge of the window to escape. With his right hand, he hooked according to the position. He took the two knives from Brian's hand.

"After all, he is just a little thief..."

Brian sneered. He loosened his grip on the knife and directly grasped the hook's steel rope, preparing to pull Kid's hook gun directly.

"Oh."

The moment he passed over Brian and turned his back to the man, Kuroba Kaito grinned and said with a proud smile: "I learned the best way to ask someone to let go from a friend."

"What...what...what..."

When the smoke dissipated, the younger brothers who regained their vision finally saw Kaito Kidd, who was holding his collar on the window sill and his suit was stained red with blood, and the boss, who was tap dancing next to the coffee table, holding on to the hook gun rope.

"The kendo master is no worse at dancing than everyone else."

Brian's hair exploded, and the electric shock was very effective. He only jumped for more than ten seconds under the gaze of a more loyal younger brother, and then he was pressed to the ground with a quilt.

As soon as he retracted the hook gun, he gathered the two knives in his arms. He touched the still warm scabbard and bumped it. Kuroba Kaito jumped from the window sill with a smile.

"Bastard Kidd, fight back! Fight back!"

Brian yanked his right hand out of the quilt and shook it, then took a sniper rifle from a younger brother. With his hand shaking, he clicked his tongue and pointed at the younger brother who had reported earlier.

"Don't follow me anymore."

With his hands in the shape of claws, Brian gritted his teeth and said harshly: "That guy often disguises himself as Nakamori Ginzo, and maybe he is also lurking around the police now. Go find me clues and kill Kidd!"

"Ah? Me!"

The white gliders seemed to laugh at these guys. Brian glared at the falling Kidd with electric eyes and gave orders to the others.

"Now we move to other places. The three waves of people will clean up their whereabouts and lurk randomly to collect the Star Blade again!"

"Hi!"

On an abandoned boat in the river not far from the dock, Kuroba Kaito, who had gone into hiding, covered his neck with his cloak. Fortunately, the mask protected him and prevented the guy from directly cutting his artery.

"You bastard, you actually cut it with a knife. It must be at least 300 milliliters."

Kuroba Kaito's face turned a little pale. He looked down at the two knives in his arms and took out the one he had taken from Hae's house.

"Tch, the orange one is obviously a long knife. Is there something wrong with that old man's eyes?"

With his head lowered, Kuroba Kaito's voice became weaker.

"Is this the reason why you don't want me to deal with that old man?"

His eyelids began to fight and slowly closed...

"ah!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Kuroba Kaito found that he was no longer in the abandoned cabin. The room was full of Japanese style, and the electric lights were hand-operated. On the green tatami floor were neatly folded Kid's clothes, which you could tell were ripped off from him.

"You even left me some pants."

His neck has been bandaged, and although he still feels weak, he doesn't feel as dead as he did on the ship.

"Now that you've taken them off, don't put your clothes on the tatami. They're covered in blood."

Kuroba Kaito touched Kid's clothes, took out a plastic bag and packed the clothes directly, and then thought of the three star blades.

"Ah! Here."

Seeing three knives on the coffee table in the middle of the room, the magician who was short of blood finally began to mobilize blood to his brain. Smelling the smell of sulfur in the air, he realized that he was in a hot spring hotel.

"I see……"

He had heard Yuji claim to have played many bishoujo games, according to what the boy said.

[Hot springs, that’s a place where plots often happen. As for the plot...hehehehe...]

"It seems like I haven't heard that guy talk about Bishoujo Games for a while?"

He slowly walked to the sliding door leading to the yard, already guessing in his mind the true identity of the person who rescued him.

"The hot spring that lifts the curse shouldn't be that new."

No matter how you look at it, this store has only been open for a short time and has survived for less than twenty years.

Turning sideways, Kuroba Kaito did not open the door, but Hakuba, who finally heard the sound coming from the room, turned his head and glanced at the room. Kuroba Kaito's figure was well illuminated by the sliding door.

"Heiyu, are you okay?"

"Ah, you really saved me, Hakuba."

Hakuba stood up from the water while holding on to the edge of the private hot spring in the room. Because his hair would affect his bathing, he used a hair tie to tie his long hair into a big ball and put it behind his head.

"Oh, it's so cold. I forgot to take the towel to the hot spring."

Kuroba Kaito turned his head and looked over unconsciously. Just as Hakuba could see his shadow, he also saw Hakuba's reflected shadow.

【Qingzi! No matter what, I will...]

They can't escape reality. Whether it's him or Hakuba, their post-sexual transformation bodies are astonishing to their girlfriends.

"It's so cold."

Picking up the towel at hand and soaking it in the hot spring to warm it up, Hakuba wiped his body, then stood in front of him and walked out of the hot spring.

"bath towel……"

With the package wrapped around him, Shiro pulled the door open and found Kuroba Kaito, who had been by the door just now, lying back on his bed.

"Are you still feeling unwell?"

"Ah...I still feel a little short of blood..."

"Ischemia? I asked the doctor to give you a blood transfusion."

Glancing guiltily at the red spots on the tatami by the door, Kuroba Kaito coughed twice.

"Is your wound still bleeding?" Bai Ma apparently also discovered the circular blood mark at his feet.

"I touched the wound, and then...buttoned it...well, that's it."

It was like this even when Aoko came today. He would not admit that he had a reaction to Hakuba.

[He must have asked the doctor to give me too much blood transfusion! 】

"Butt the wound? Are you a child?" (End of Chapter)