Academy City Temperature Control

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of the reputations of Uncle Mori and Kudo Shinichi."

Natsume Sonoko was a little hesitant, but after a while she said honestly. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that there was some embarrassment in the air.

"Is that so? After all, there are students inside, and we adults don't have that much time to care about these things."

Mouri Kogoro laughed and said, but judging from the stiff flesh on his face, he must have received a pretty big blow.

"Sure enough, as I guessed, the information on both sides is isolated to some extent." On the contrary, Conan held his chin with his hand and sat thinking about something.

"Sister Sonoko, are you from the private Tokiwadai Middle School? I've seen your school uniform in the brochure."

Conan leaned his head over, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Hey, Conan, you really know a lot."

Natsume Sonoko turned her head, as if she felt that Conan was particularly interested in Academy City.

Sitting quietly in the seat, feeling the bumps of the car, I unknowingly entered the area of ​​Miwa Town.

I looked up and looked outside. The scenery here is very different from that of Academy City. Instead of robots and high technology everywhere, there are more adults carrying briefcases in a hurry.

Her eyes rested on Uncle Mouri Kogoro's neck for a moment. Natsume Sonoko's pupils shrank, as if she saw something extraordinary.

Uncle Maoli's rough-looking skin has many extremely large pores, which look like tiny needles if you look closely.

Mori Detective Agency, No. 5, 39-1, Yoneka-cho, Tokyo.

"In this way, we have two people staying in our house. But this is the only room left in the house, which was originally used for Conan to live in."

Mao Lilan helped move the ceremony to a small room. There was some sweat on his head and he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his face.

Natsume Sonoko looked around the room. The small room was filled with all kinds of sundries, and there was no bed in the room, only a quilt on the floor.

It turns out that Conan's living environment is so simple, Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"It's just that there are no extra beds at home. Sonoko, you can sleep in my room."

"Well, Sister Sonoko probably isn't used to sleeping on the floor either." Conan on the side also said.

"No need, Sister Xiaolan. Actually, I don't like sleeping on the bed at all. This place is quite nice."

Natsume Sonoko hurriedly shook her hand and refused. Mao Lilan was much older than Natsume Sonoko, so she also followed Conan's example and called Xiaolan sister.

"Haha, there are people who really don't like sleeping in beds." Conan thought of a voice-over in his head.

In the corner of the room, a little boy weakly picked up his sheets and rolled his eyes silently.

"Conan, you go and spend some time with dad in the next few days and sort out your things." Mao Lilan said with a majestic face.

.....Dividing line....

"I have to say that things in Academy City are easy to use."

Mouri Kogoro sat on his desk, clasped his hands behind his head, and looked up at the ceiling.He wore live-view glasses on his head, crossed his legs, and looked contented.

"Dad, be serious, guests are already here."

Maori Lan, who was busy cleaning up the cigarette butts on the ground, was a little angry and took off his live glasses. Then due to his unstable center of gravity, Maori Kogoro fell to the ground on his back.

"Xiaolan, what are you doing."

After finally getting up from the ground, Mouri Kogoro held his waist and twisted twice. Hearing the sound of the door opening, his eyes unconsciously looked at a figure slowly walking into the office.

"Is this the office of the famous detective Kogoro Mori?"

Chapter 83 A man with super powers in black? ?

In the morning, the sun is already high in the sky, and as long as you open the window, you can see the dazzling light coming directly in.

There was a smile on the corner of someone's mouth, and the whole person looked a bit inexplicably giggling.

Lying on the floor with only one layer of matting, Natsume Sonoko was wearing a very ill-fitting set of rabbit pajamas, and these clothes belonged to Sister Xiaolan.

Someone brought all his clothes and daily necessities, but he confusedly forgot to put in his pajamas.

Natsume Sonoko was still lying on the bed, stretching lazily. She was rarely covered with a quilt. She didn't know whether she covered herself or someone else helped cover her.

"Haha, I remember that Tokiwadai Middle School's propaganda said that the time for students to get up is from seven o'clock to 07:30."

A certain Shinigami elementary school student had a half-hearted smile on his face, and looked speechlessly at Natsume Sonoko, who was lying on the floor unable to get up. It seemed that the content in the propaganda was not necessarily credible.

It was almost nine o'clock now, and I had already been called out early, but the guy in front of me, who seemed to be a student from a noble girls' school, was still lying motionless on the bed.

"It's so comfortable. It feels so wonderful to stay in bed."

Natsume Sonoko pulled back the quilt that was almost covering her head, revealing a pair of eyes filled with joy.

Regardless of whether it is a school day or a holiday, if you exceed the wake-up time, you will undoubtedly be caught by the dormitory master and served by the dormitory. Today, I woke up two hours late. Thinking this way, I am making a lot of money.

Putting his inexplicable thoughts aside, he turned his head slightly on the pavement and looked at someone who was looking at him.

"Sister Yuanzi, I'm here to wake you up."

Conan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly answered and ran away as soon as he finished speaking.

Just as he was watching Conan's back disappear, Natsume-san heard a squealing sound nearby, as if someone fell down from his seat.

The spirit has never been better. Someone opened the window to breathe in the fresh air, and his rabbit pajamas were hanging on the ground.

"Sonoko, I heard from Conan that you are awake."

Behind him was Mao Lilan who came in with breakfast, with a slight smile on his face.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaolan, I'll go wash up first."

Natsume Sonoko's face was a little red, and she was a little concerned about staying in bed.

Lowering his head and spitting out the foam in his mouth, putting his toothpaste and toothbrush aside, a certain Natsume Sonoko finally sorted out her housework.

Rabbit has changed out of his pajamas and is wearing a light yellow floral skirt with several small sunflowers printed on it that look like smiling faces.

The self in the mirror is completely different from usual, but there is no change in the ball head.

"In that case, I'm looking forward to Mr. Mori's arrival."

"What happened, the phone call was enough before. I didn't expect that I would bother you to make a special trip today."

Mouri Kogoro said to a person who looked like a company employee, and walked him to the door while talking.

"Xiaolan, get ready, we are going to the Rice Krispies Restaurant next."

Mouri Kogoro adjusted his suit and showed a serious expression on his face. However, this appearance had not lasted long. He had just taken two steps and his steps were a little unsteady.

"Uncle drank so much again yesterday."

The corners of Conan's mouth trembled slightly, looking very worried about Mouri Kogoro's current state.However, the influence of alcohol has almost passed, and I was still playing with the high-tech glasses in my position just now.

Forget it, let's not worry about Uncle Maori. Conan also squatted down and looked at a skateboard at this time, his brows furrowed and his thoughts a little confused.

"This high-tech product is also sold as an ordinary gift. It folds up to the size of a book and even has extremely powerful thrusters. If Academy City is related to the black organization..."

Conan thought in his head, stepped on it and tried the skateboard silently, with a trace of determination in his eyes. Even if it was really related, he had no room to retreat.

"There are too few channels to understand Academy City now, so we can only start with this Sonoko sister."

His eyes were serious and resolute, and his whole person exuded a powerful aura. Under this aura, Conan flew into the air in an instant, using the virtual force to control the wind, and suspended in the mid-air.

"Conan, didn't I tell you not to skateboard in the office?"

A slightly dissatisfied figure appeared behind him, holding Conan's clothes in one hand and hanging him in the air, with a sullen expression on his face.

"Sister Xiaolan, please listen to my explanation."

"Forget it, put on your shoes quickly, we are going out soon."

"Oh, that's what it is."

Natsume Sonoko nodded and touched Conan's head curiously, but he quickly avoided it.

"So, Sister Sonoko also went with us."

With two watery eyes, looking at Natsume Sonoko's face with sincerity, Conan said with a smile.

"Yes, the game software based on Uncle Maori sounds quite interesting."

Someone nodded and said with interest.

But then he showed a thoughtful look. No matter how he thought about it, it was the smell of a case. A case meant there was danger.

Although he is an ability user, in some aspects he is not very different from ordinary people.

It would be great if a convenient passive ability like nitrogen armor could be developed. It is really difficult, and the calculation model alone is a bit confusing.

However, I seem to have heard some rumors, and the physiques of ability users and ability users cannot be generalized.

People like Natsume Sonoko are false ability users. Their abilities rely on calculations, and they will be defeated instantly if their defenses are broken. Once their brain is injured, they will directly become incompetent.

But it's different for true ability users. Their ability relies on their backbone, they can break through defenses and still be able to make waves. Even if they are shot, their bleeding will stop and their bones will be restored. No matter how you think about it, it's inexplicably enviable.

She thought about it in her mind, but put on her shoes without hesitation. Natsume Sonoko surprisingly didn't feel much fear, maybe it was the sequelae of staying with Shirai Kuroko for a long time.

In any case, rather than staying bored in the room, it's better to go out and breathe in the fresh air of Mikka-cho, Tokyo.

"Sister Sonoko, is Academy City as safe as advertised?"

He had just put on his shoes and before tying them, Conan's innocent questioning voice came to his ears.

"It's actually not safe. Some dangerous guys appear here and there. There are many criminal groups, and there are various assault cases and underground experiments. The life of an ordinary student like me is quite risky."

Natsume Sonoko thought for a while and said it as it was.

"The attacks and underground experiments sound very much like the style of the black organization. Maybe it is really a criminal group in Academy City. And if it has not been wiped out in Academy City, there should still be a weight within the organization. level person."

Conan thought silently, his eyes becoming serious.

"So Sonoko-sama, are there any superpowers in Academy City who like to wear black clothes?"

If he is a person with super powers, his status in Academy City must be quite high. If the opponent is a black organization, then wearing black clothes should be his characteristic.

"Hey, let me think about this."

Natsume Sonoko was suddenly a little confused, but after carefully recalling all the information, she suddenly realized something.

Remember, if it was black.

"So does the black and white striped one count?"

The car started slowly. It was still the commercial car from yesterday. Uncle Maoli seemed to have done some favors to the car rental company and waived the cost of renting the car for the past few days.

Because Mouri Kogoro drank wine yesterday, Sister Xiaolan still found a driver to drive.

And this car is indeed not that good. It took more than ten minutes just to start it in the morning.

Sitting in the car seat, Conan was a little silent.

"Accelerator? His real name is unknown. He is the number one superpower in Academy City. He wears black and white striped shirts all year round."

Conan was thinking silently, while Natsume Sonoko, who was a little bored, blinked and looked at the little boy beside him. From the moment he got in the car, this guy's expression was a little weird.

"There is too little useful information, and relying on this ubiquitous feature, you can only get these useless messages."

Finally giving up the idea of ​​continuing to think, Conan leaned on the car seat with his head in his arms. He seemed to notice that someone was looking at him. He turned around and found Natsume, who had "I'm very curious" written all over his face.

Chapter 84 Crushed Tequila

The car was driving on a flat road, and suddenly after a violent braking, the strong inertia almost caused several people in the car to flip over.

Looking at Conan's kid sitting in the middle of the back seat who was about to fly out, Natsume-san silently grabbed Conan's lapel.

"Thank you, Sister Yuanzi."

Silently breathing a sigh of relief, Conan immediately showed an innocent child's smile and thanked Natsume Sonoko.

"How do you drive!"

This unwarranted sudden braking also shook Mouri Kogoro's spirit. His somewhat sluggish demeanor immediately became sober, and he immediately asked the driver aggressively.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do about it. There's an inexplicable deep pit ahead."

As soon as the driver's voice finished, he looked forward from the car window and found a large pothole that seemed to have been smashed by a heavy object. The hard cement floor sank several meters, and it was still vaguely visible. Get the outline of that weight.

Looks like a guy with tentacles?

"There was some blood and pieces of clothing left at the scene. The blood had not yet coagulated, indicating that the incident happened not long ago."