Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"Young man, you think too much."

Conan: "..."

After being directly exposed by Grandpa Mo Yi, Conan's face was a little embarrassed for a second, and then he returned to normal. After all, he is a thick-skinned man who relies on his appearance and takes a bath with his childhood sweetheart. This kind of cheek is still there.

"I just don't like drinking happy water."

Grandpa Mo Yi smiled, and did not expose the other party, he said with a smile:

"What else do you want to know, time is running out."

Conan thought about it, and asked the question he wanted to know the most:

"What is your purpose, and do you have anything to do with the Men in Black organization?"

"I didn't do anything, you took the initiative to disturb me—"

"As for the men in black organization, I don't have time to care about such a garbage organization that can't even destroy the world."

Conan: "..."

I have never seen such a brazen person, but logically speaking, the other party seems to have no reason to cheat, after all, the other party can choose to hide, and I can't see anything, instead of deliberately telling the truth about this kind of thing.

Conan still believes that the other party has nothing to do with the men in black organization. As for the destruction of the world, it is a fool to believe the other party.

"Well, I finally wondered if there really was such a thing as magical powers—"

Regarding this matter, Conan is really curious about you, without curiosity, how can you be a detective.

"If it's convenient, can you show me your hand?"

"Do you know how the cat died?"

Grandpa Mo Yi opened his right hand, and then countless lightning lights appeared on the palm of his right hand, complaining:

"If you were someone else, you might be silenced."

"This--"

Conan naturally knows what the other party’s hidden meaning is. Cats that fall from a height of two or three floors often cannot die. In the end, the survival may be comparable to that of Wang Jiang, who has three inherent skills that enhance his survivability. It is not luck, but exuberant curiosity.

But now he didn't have time to do something like this, but he looked at Mo Yi's right hand, which was wrapped in electric light and constantly beeping, with a look of disbelief, and muttered to himself:

"It's true—"

"Then why have you never seen such a case..."

Conan really can't figure this out. To be reasonable, people with this special ability can't all be law-abiding good people. On the contrary, because of special people with power far beyond ordinary people, it is easier because of their own specialness. Looking down on ordinary people is naturally easier to do criminal things.

But he has encountered hundreds of cases a year, but he has not encountered any related matters?

This is not scientific at all!

"For related matters, there are naturally related parts to deal with—"

Grandpa Mo Yi kindly reminded:

"You should feel lucky about your luck. If you encounter this kind of thing, you can't solve it with a smart brain. No matter how smart you are, if someone kills you all at once, your death will be in vain."

After hearing Grandpa Mo Yi's explanation, Conan came to his senses,

That's right, how could the government not have the assistance of relevant people, this explains the pain.

"Let me prove it to you again—"

The electric light from Grandpa Mo Yi's right hand shot out, only hitting Conan who thought he was about to kneel down and looked puzzled.

"what···?"

Conan thought he was going to die. Such a strong electric current hit his body, it must be very painful, so he subconsciously shouted out, but he realized in a second that he didn't feel anything at all.

Of course, after reacting, I found that I had grown up, no, it should be said that I had recovered.

The most amazing thing is that the clothes on his body also grow bigger with his own size.

Conan, who was shocked, was finally sure that the other party had nothing to do with the men in black organization. The men in black organization had spent so much effort to produce such a rejuvenating poison, but the other party cracked it with a random power call. layers exist.

"I'm back to normal?"

Regarding the matter of turning back into an adult, Conan has been thinking about it for a long time, and he has been chasing the men in black organization just for this, but he never expected that in this situation to achieve the goal all the time, there is a kind of happiness that comes too suddenly It feels like a crush, a girl who has been licking you for several years suddenly contacts you and says she wants to marry you.

It's the kind of people who worry about whether they will finally have everything they need, um, buy one get one free.

Seeing Fan Jinzhongju's dispirited look on the other side, Grandpa Mo Yi shook his head, saying that this year's hero is no good, as a male pig's foot, the mountain collapsed before him and his face remained unchanged. Isn't that a basic operation?

What a fuss.

"You've asked me so many questions, it's time for me to ask you."

Grandpa Mo Yi said maliciously:

"I declare in advance that I am the Ke Ai party."

Conan:? ? ?What the hell is the Ke Ai Party?

"When you defeat the men in black organization, who will you choose to be your heroine in the end—"

Grandpa Mo Yi held a pen in one hand and an apple in the other and asked: