The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

Fujiwara Kyousuke was a little helpless. He wanted to prepare a confession or something, but he didn't expect that all the plans were disrupted by Ma Lilan.

Facing the brave Koizumi Koizumi, how could Fujiwara Kyousuke not respond to her.

He is not Kudo Shinichi!

Although there are some deviations from his plan, the ending is still perfect.

The boy Conan, who was held in his arms by Mao Lilan, was even more happy. Fujiwara Kyousuke had a girlfriend, and he was finally relieved!

For Mao Lilan, the only boy he knows is Fujiwara Kyousuke. Now that Fujiwara Kyousuke has a partner, he also puts down his worries.

As for the concerns of the East Asian Vinegar King, everyone understands it.

Chapter 21: Murder at the First Night Festival in the World (Part [-])

Festival site.

The festival has not yet started, and it is already crowded with people.

At this time, a fire suddenly appeared on Sanyue Mountain.

A fiery red "Tian" character began to burn.

"so beautiful!"

Looking at the dazzling light on the mountain, Mao Lilan couldn't help but exclaim.

Koizumi Hongzi couldn't help but nodded: "It's really good!"

This trip, Koizumi Hongko simply dressed up.She was wearing a red cherry blossom kimono, long hair and a shawl. With that perfect face, she gave off a coquettish feeling, and every move was breathtakingly beautiful.

Fujiwara Kyousuke was amazed by that beauty, Koizumi Hongko is so beautiful with a red kimono.

A group of five people walked and chatted.

Fujiwara Kyousuke bought a pink bunny balloon with a black belly, and handed it to Conan with a smile: "Conan, this balloon looks very suitable for you."

Appropriate ghost!

I'm a sophomore in high school!

Not a child!

Conan looked reluctant and had no intention of taking the balloon.

Fujiwara Kyousuke saw this, with a faint smile on his face, squatted down, and whispered: "I know!"

"Know what?!"

Conan's face turned pale. He thought that the other party knew his identity, and he was so anxious that sweat appeared on his forehead for a while.

"Ha ha!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke looked at Conan and smiled again: "I know about you and Xiaolan taking a bath together. You said, if you let Kudo know, what will happen to you..."

"what?"

Conan was stunned, this is what you know?

Scared me!

and many more!

He knew that I took a bath with Xiaolan, which is not good news!

No, he must not be allowed to say any more.

Conan took a deep breath, rubbed his face, put on a flattering smile, and said in a milky voice, "Brother Fujiwara, you are so handsome, so talented, so kind-hearted, you will definitely not fight. Small report, right?"

"The balloon?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke squinted Conan boy.

"Balloons, I like balloons the most, especially bunny-shaped ones."

Conan "tears" took the balloon and hung it around his waist.

"Conan, this balloon really suits you!"

Maurilan's words were like a sharp blade stabbing straight into Conan's heart.

"He...hehe!"

Conan gave a formulaic smirk.

"It's nice to travel occasionally!"

Mouri Kogoro, who was on the side, moved his body and looked at the crowd: "It's really a good enjoyment to live in a hot spring hotel and visit the festival after soaking in the hot spring."

"Really! Conan, you know?"

Maurilan pulled Conan and explained: "This festival is on three mountains, lit in the order of the words 'heaven', 'down', and 'one', in order to pray for the best harvest in the world this year. "

"Ah~~"

Conan looked interested, but complained in his heart: "What's the matter, isn't it similar to the burning characters in Tokyo."

Fujiwara Kyousuke and Koizumi Koriko followed behind them side by side.

"Where did you meet these three superlatives?"

Koizumi Hongzi said with surprise: "Xiao Lan, like the darling of God, an angel in the world, is lucky enough to not die even if she is shot in the heart; Uncle Maori, who is between the spirit of death and the spirit of luck. The balance stage, this stage will never be broken because of Xiaolan's existence; and Conan... that kind of strong death breath, I have only felt it in Jin Tianyi, like a god of death walking in the world!"

"Yeah, fortunately, Xiaolan and Uncle Maori were tough, otherwise they would have been killed by this kid long ago."

Fujiwara Kyousuke rolled his eyes.

"That's why I say they are superb!"

Koizumi Hongzi shook her head, "But as long as you follow Xiaolan, anyone's luck will be improved unknowingly."

"Such luck is indeed enviable."

Fujiwara Kyousuke said: "I don't know if Uncle Yusaku also has the attributes of death. I heard from my father that when they were young, they would often get involved in cases inexplicably... Hey, thinking about it this way, Aunt Yukiko might be a god. darling."

"As you put it, this is really interesting for father and son."

Koizumi Hongko is well aware of Conan's identity. It can be said that any fifth-order magician can be sure at a glance—

Conan = Kudo Shinichi

"Excuse me, can you please take a picture for me."

At this time, a man came over with a camera in his hand.

Everyone looked over curiously, and saw a middle-aged man in a coat, Mao Lilan smiled kindly: "Of course."

"Thank you, please help me take pictures with this camera."

The man seemed to be a little hot, he tidied up his jacket, handed an old camera from his pocket to Mao Lilan, and said with a smile, "Just use the word 'one' as the background."

Said the man walked to the photo spot.

"Ready? I'm going to shoot."

Mao Lilan holds the camera and focuses.

"I'm ready."

the man replied.

"Crack!"

As the sound of the cameras fell, pink rabbit-shaped balloons swarmed in.

Mao Lilan apologized: "Sorry, the balloon ran into the camera just now."

"It's okay, thank you."

The man didn't seem to care about the balloons entering, took the camera from Xiao Lan's hand, and thanked him.

"I'm collecting custom accounts from all over the place."

The man glanced at the camera in his hand and said, "This is the collected photo."

"This gentleman, are you a writer? Because of your skin color, I thought it would be a well-known sports player in some sport." Maolilan said.

"It's interview tanned."

The man touched his sweat-stained cheek and explained, "I often go abroad because of work, by the way..."

The man took out an unopened book from his arms and handed it to Mao Lilan, "Maybe you can read this book."

"Is it really possible?"

Mao Lilan took the book and glanced at the cover.

In the chat that followed, everyone knew that the middle-aged man was called Sekai Shunichi, and he had published many well-known works under the pseudonym of Kanai.Mao Lilan is his fan.

"This guy is really weird."

Koizumi Hongzi pouted.

"It's really strange that you don't take off your jacket when it's so hot."

Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded, but unfortunately he forgot about this plot, which is normal, not all plots are worth remembering.

However, even if there is no plot guide, he can see that this man named Saijing Xuanyi is not normal.

Shijing Xuanyi's forehead was sweating, but he was wearing a coat. He thought that as long as he was a normal person, he would take off his coat as soon as possible.

It's just that this is someone's private business, and it has nothing to do with them, so Fujiwara Kyousuke is too lazy to pay attention.

Next, at the request of Shijing Xuanyi, Mao Lilan took a few more photos for him.

Just when the last shot was taken, a man's head suddenly appeared in the camera.

It was a man with a coral-like hairstyle, and he said with a cold face: "Are you Mr. Sei Shunichi? I'm a police officer from Saitama Prefecture, my surname is Henggou. Regarding the case of Mr. Imatake, I think I want to ask you something."

"Imatake? Did something happen to him?" Saijing Xuanyi was shocked.

Officer Henggou looked gloomy and said, "He has been killed, in the room of the hot spring hotel where you both stayed."

"what!"

Someone was killed!