The coffin bearer in the world of Kexue

"Is this what the egg of memory really means? Memories, really memories, looking at the photo album of the past and reminiscing.

Conan muttered to himself, the doubt in his mind finally gone.

"Whew, what a clever work, is this Mr. Kiichi, who is known as a magician at the end of the century?

Siruov also praised.

Belmode was also surprised at this time, she didn't expect to see this kind of thing after returning to Japan, and she had a little idea of wanting to snatch it away.

"Memories?" said

to Gray Hara, preserving memories with this treasure as if he could really last forever.

And just when the palace fell into darkness and a group of people were addicted, Pu Siqinglan left quietly.

In the middle of the night, a group of people walked out of the palace and returned to the underground space above their heads, and also came to the place where the group of people stayed before.

"Huh, where's Miss Qinglan?" at

this time, Mori Kogoro said suspiciously.

"I don't know, it was gone just now, anyway, the strange thief Kidd and the mysterious man, as well as the Skao soldiers, seem to be in this underground space, we have to be careful!"

Black Feather Kaito reminded.

"Yes, Mr. Qian, I almost forgot that we are not safe yet!" Twilight

Thirteen, who had been standing next to Kuroba Kaito, spoke, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the person in front of him from time to time.

He still wanted to check if it was Kidd for himself.

Black Feather Kaito naturally saw through his plan, and could only quietly distance himself.

Hum -

Just as he and Twilight were in a dilemma, an infrared ray suddenly imprinted on his clothes.

"Get out of the way!" Aoki

directly slammed Kuroba Kaito away with his shoulder, he thought that the other party would shoot Mori Kogoro like in the original book, but he didn't expect to change people.

Bang -

the faint sound of gunfire rang out, making everyone shake

again!"Ming! Why are you again!

"

Belmode, who was a little distracted, rushed over angrily because he wanted to snatch the egg of memory.

After all, it's been twice! Aoki has carried injuries twice in front of her, is this a brain pump

? I've never seen him like this before! When did you sacrifice yourself so much?

Is it to find Shirley, to be a detective

, stunned?"

"Don't worry, you didn't hit, you also pay attention to the surroundings, that guy is still there."

Aoki opened his mouth lightly, then put his hands in his pockets and pulled the trench coat.

In fact, if you use the light to shine carefully at this time and look at the exposed place at the hem of his trench coat, you will find that what is exposed is dry straw.

That's right, the Aoki here now is actually a straw body.

At the moment when Black Feather Kuaidou released the smoke bomb, he also ran away, and then the straw body relayed, returned to the same place and lay down directly, how long did it take to faint, and naturally his consciousness was transferred.

PS: There are two kinds of scarecrow voices, Aoki's voice and its own hoarse voice.

"Really, the man is still there, right?" Belmode

breathed a sigh of relief, his hand reaching into his clothes, his eyes cold.

And Ashbara, who ran over from the side, but didn't speak, also began to notice Belmode's actions after finding that Aoki was fine.

I was even more sure in my heart, this person was definitely a member of the organization, and she was now trying to pull out a gun and kill someone!

Others didn't see it, but he saw it, Aoki was definitely shot! But it was fine, he didn't even see blood!

Suddenly he remembered the divination of the red son, the white pigeon's injury had been predicted, and the little boy he guessed that it was Conan.

As for the immortal, he thought it was the guy who flew in the sky and suddenly reminded him, the descendant of the demon man, and when he saw Raspuchin's photo, he probably understood.

Then this immortality should have been just a pretended mystical title, but now he felt that it didn't seem to be.

"No wonder he recognizes me every time? This guy isn't actually human? Thinking about his previous actions, hiss... It's not what a normal person should do at all, and then he likes coffins and corpses!"

All of a sudden, looking at Aoki's calm eyes, he was inexplicably a little frightened, and curious, curious about the wonder of the world.

Just then, another gunshot rang out, and Maoriran was knocked down by Conan.

Ayumi Sonoko and the others screamed and shouted.

"Found you!" Belmode

turned his head sharply, looking at Pu Siqinglan, who had finished shooting in the darkness and blended into the chaotic crowd.

At this time, the other party had already picked up the egg of memories that Kabanxia Natsumi had dropped on the ground.

Just as he was about to run, he found himself locked.

"The scales of fate. "

As a result of killing two people, plus what was left before, Pu Si Qinglan was already able to use the balance of fate again.

It's just that this time it's only 70 percent probable, because it was used not long ago.

But in the face of their own life and death moments, seventy percent is already very high.

"Huh?"

Belmode, who had hidden the gun in his sleeve and held it up, frowned, realizing that the figure he noticed had disappeared.

"That's... You're human, aren't you?"

Here, Black Feather Kaito hesitated for a moment,

a little excited and afraid to speak.

Aoki: ....

Am I not a human or a ghost

? Is this a brain problem?

But soon, with the movement on the other side, he hurriedly spoke to Black Feather Kaito:

"Give you a task, make the scene more chaotic, and let this group stay here temporarily." "

Huh?"

Black Feather was confused, but looking at the other party's unkind eyes, he thought about it and nodded.

Forthwith.

Another bunch of smoke bombs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I blame Kidd the thief—

"

"

Ahhh

"Hmm, isn't this guy running out of smoke bombs?" Belmode

wondered, but she wasn't ready to make a move, the other party seemed to be like a child, there was no malice, and as for stealing things, not stealing her own, she didn't care.