The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

Eiji Tono wanted to get up fiercely, even with his teeth he had to bite the opponent's throat.

"I've always wanted to unload the burden I've been carrying, so I've been trying to atone for my sins."

Koda Seizaku's deep voice echoed in the living room.

"Later I vowed to serve in a remote area without a hospital to make amends, but I still couldn't shake off the nightmare at that time - the nightmare of that innocent girl who drowned in the dark sea."

"As a result, my heart was forever imprisoned in the dark sea, and I desperately grabbed the [Carniyadis' plank]."

With Koda's confession, this sad story finally came to an end.

Chapter 18 Art Museum Day Trip

after one day.

Fujiwara Kyousuke and Koizumi Koriko got on the Shinkansen back to Tokyo.

This is the first case that Fujiwara Kyosuke has solved alone. There is no excitement, no sense of accomplishment, and only a touch of sadness.

"Never come here next time!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke muttered slightly complaining.

"I think it has nothing to do with the Lake of Sadness, but the 'credit' of that Jin Tianyi."

Koizumi Hongzi said with a smile, when she first saw Jin Tianyi, she was almost frightened by the extremely strong death aura on her body.

"Ha ha!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke rolled his eyes, can I say that there is another Conan in the family who is on the same level as Kaneda.

By the way, it seems that "Osaka Black Chicken" is not too much!

Alas, one world, three gods of death...

One second of silence for the Neon people.

The two separated at the station.

Koizumi Hongzi said meaningfully before leaving: "Kyosuke, we will meet soon."

"Forehead……"

Fujiwara Kyousuke said helplessly: "As long as we think about it, we can meet every day, okay?"

The magic of the two of them is not practiced in vain.

"idiot!"

Koizumi Hongzi glared at him and turned to leave.

Inexplicably scolded, Fujiwara Kyousuke was full of question marks.

"Maybe it's the girl's day."

Fujiwara Kyosuke can only think of this.

Returning to the familiar home, lying on the soft bed, covered with the familiar quilt, I suddenly felt a sense of elusiveness.

"I really don't want to be involved in Jin Tianyi's case anymore, it's so sad!"

Thinking of Souichi Kurata and Saburo Kayama who died innocently, as well as the young girl Koizumi Hotako...

"This world is so hard!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke shook his head, and a big-headed doll suddenly popped into his mind.

"Fortunately, there is Conan who can bully him."

When he thought of being able to bully Conan, his mood instantly improved a lot.Sure enough, the joy of human beings is based on the suffering of the same kind.

Early the next morning.

There are no clouds, the blue sky is like washing.

The sun shines on Fujiwara Kyousuke's body through the window, a warm feeling arises spontaneously, and the mood becomes better.

Unfortunately, Fujiwara Kyousuke's good mood didn't last long. He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was close to 07:30, and couldn't help complaining: "It's such a good weather, I still have to go to school."

But taking time off is bad behavior.More importantly, he has already taken a leave of absence.

Go on!

Fujiwara Kyousuke reluctantly put on his schoolbag and prepared to go out.

and many more!

Halfway through the door, Fujiwara Kyousuke caught a glimpse of the calendar...

Nani!

Earth Day?

Saturday!

How can it be!

Fujiwara Kyosuke's whole person is not well!

Earth Day is Saturday, and yesterday was Moon Day Monday…

"Have I slept for five days, or have I gone back to the past?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke looked at his school uniform, then returned to the living room with a wry smile.

Jingle Bell!

The phone rang.

"Mosimoxi!"

After answering the call, Mao Lilan's sweet voice came from the opposite side: "Kyosuke, do you have time?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Fujiwara Kyousuke thought to himself, every day is Sunday, how could there be no time?

"You heard that there is a strange rumor in a nearby art museum."

"Museum rumors?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke pricked up his ears, as if there was such a case.

"Hey, don't you know?"

Maurilan's voice revealed surprise, and explained: "It is said that in the middle of the night in that museum, the guards heard a strange sound. After investigation, they found out that it turned out to be a moving medieval armor."

Fujiwara Kyosuke confirmed that it was the murder of the curator who cherished art.

"So, are you calling to invite me to the museum?"

"Yeah, Dad said you're alone, you don't have any friends, and there's some activity for me to call you."

"Well, thank you Uncle Maori for helping me."

Fujiwara Kyousuke said with a smile, "What time do we gather?"

"09:30, the venue is the Medieval Art Museum."

"Ok."

Fujiwara Kyousuke hung up the phone and thought for a while: "Such a good mood can't be destroyed by a murder case."

Thinking of this, he picked up the receiver and dialed a number.

The call is connected.

"Master! Long time no see, greetings from a long time!"

A man's voice came out, with respect in his tone.

"Ishikawa, long time no see."

Fujiwara Kyousuke smiled and said, "I want to acquire an art museum, is there any problem?"

"Of course not. When you need it, I will personally go over to negotiate."

Kyosuke Fujiwara estimated the time and said, "This morning at 09:30, the place is at the Medieval Art Museum."

"Yes, Master!"

On the other side, the Maori Detective Agency.

Maurilan hung up the phone and said to Mauri Kogoro and Conan, "Hurry up and pack up, I've asked Kyousuke to go to the art museum together."

"What art museum are you going to?"

Maori Kogoro scoffed, he didn't have that kind of artistic talent and couldn't appreciate art works.

As for what moving armor, how could that kind of thing appear in their world?

"Sister Xiaolan, those are all lies. Maybe it's fake news that the art museum deliberately released to attract customers. The armor that moves doesn't exist at all."

Conan's serious analysis, unlike Mouri Kogoro, he is an absolute materialist.

amount……

Scientists!

It's a pity that the philosophicalists can't resist the power. The moment he saw the recessed tabletop and Mao Lilan's fist, Conan confessed and said that his favorite place in his life is the art museum.

very scary.

Conan secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

nine in the morning.

Fujiwara Kyosuke came to the Medieval Art Museum by car and bought a ticket at the door.

As soon as he stepped into the Medieval Art Museum, a middle-aged man walked towards him.The man was about 50 years old, with round glasses, a well-trimmed moustache, well-fitting high-end suits, and meticulously groomed hair.

"Master!"

This man is Kotaro Ishikawa, the executive president of the Fujiwara Foundation.

And behind him is the Fujiwara family.

Since the Fujiwara Foundation is the industry of the Fujiwara family, the winery does not dare to infiltrate.