People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

Due to the control of the granulation planted on her waist, Momoku Lilixiang would not feel that Kurosaki Jiji, who was smiling sinisterly in front of her, had lost her mind.

"I'm fine, Lilixiang. By the way, the killers sent out yesterday also returned without success, right?"

"Yes, the assassination plan for Mao Lilan failed due to various unimaginable reasons, please forgive me, Lord Patriarch..."

"fine."

After all, Hiroki Sawada's "Don't Blame Your Child" is not Yoshikage Kira's "Killer Queen·The Loser Eats Dust", and it will not affect the actions of others because of the established fate. "What should happen will happen" The attribute doesn't exist, so Kurosaki's actions during this backtracking hour will not be affected.

And because of the evolution of [King of Crimson], and Hiroki Sawada would notify him of the number of times he activated his substitute ability in time, so Kurosaki Ji could also be aware of the activation of [Don't blame the child].

"Lilysham...huh?"

The silver-haired girl who was standing in front of him just now disappeared.

"My lord....this is....the sixth time...."

Sawada Hiroki was already furious.

"His main character has... been killed by me, but the other 'he'... is very good at marksmanship, and the bone bullets I fired... were killed by him Stopped... with bullets...."

"Continue to activate [Don't Blame Children] until you completely kill Mori Kogoro and his character 'Maori Motojiu'."

"Yes!"

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"Now, you should be able to go back..."

Conan, who had recovered from serious injuries, did not go home, but just came out of the Metropolitan Police Department.

He didn't dare to reveal the murderer's information to Xiaolan, but only dared to tell Kogoro Mouri that "the murderer is a white-haired child".

"Now, uncle should have invited friends from the police circle, and even informed my parents, right?"

If Conan knew that his own father had tragically died at the hands of his own mother because of Kurosaki Ji's plot, he didn't know how he would feel.

"This time, I can definitely catch you, Sawada Hiroki..."

However, Conan didn't see that the light on the wall behind him showed a strange refraction, as if someone had placed a piece of irregular glass.

"Shinichi Kudo......"

A voice of resentment sounded, with a trace of childishness.

Meanwhile, Maori Detective Agency.

"Boy."

It was completely different from Kogoro Mori's usual voice, the cold voice rang out with anger, like ice in the fire, Kogoro Mori's bleeding heart had stopped bleeding.

Hiroki Sawada was pinched against the wall with one hand strangling his neck.

"You actually killed Kogoro. If it weren't for me, Mao Liyuan, I'm afraid we would have died long ago."

One body with two souls means two lives. What Sawada Hiroki just killed was the main character Mori Kogoro, while the character Mori Moto was fine.

This is...how many times?

Sawada Hiroki couldn't remember how many times he was defeated by this monster.

Even though Kurosaki Ji's bone bullet has the terrifying attribute of "death in the middle", but in the face of Mori Kogoro's strong physical fitness and Mori Moto's "bullet hitting bullet" like a sharpshooting method, the bone bullet cannot hit the target at all.

Even though he had already drank Kurosaki Ji's blood, the blood without the essence of vampires was not enough for Hiroki Sawada and Kogoro Mori to approach the peak of human physique.

And.....Is there...any other way....

"[Don't Blame Children]."

For a while, Sawada Hiroki returned to the door of the Mori Detective Agency.

"This guy is getting faster and faster every time he flips through the files. Does he see my identity?"

This time, instead of pushing the door directly to enter, Sawada Hiroki walked to the street and hailed a taxi.

"Go to LaCrosse Hotel."

Since the owner of that store works for adults, I can also get what I want from them, right?

This time, I will definitely take your life......

Even if it is to catch my own.

Chapter 151 The Mori Family Shooting Case ([-]) The Rainbow of Darkness

"Two Rainbow Buffy, three tiramisu, I want a glass of lemonade, what do you two students want to drink?"

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, in a well-decorated high-end dessert shop, Kurosaki Ji stood at the front desk to order.

"Two cups of caramel macchiato, please!"

Joyful Suzuki Sonoko stood on the seat, posing with afterimages with her small hands, showing the vigor and health of the girl, and Kurosaki Jiji dazzled for a while.

Such a healthy girl must be very suitable for growing granulation.

"I'm sorry to make you spend money, Kurosaki-san."

Xiaolan is much more shy.

"It's okay, it's just a little money."

If you feel embarrassed, you can take off Conan's head and give it to me. I promise that before Lucifer eats you, you can eat whatever dessert you want.

Facing the two beauties with online beauty, Kurosaki Jiji's heart remained unwavering.

After all, he is a very career-minded person.

"It's already afternoon, Hiroki hasn't activated [Don't Blame Children] yet?"

Although Kogoro Mori has not received the news of his death, Ji Kurosaki is still in a hurry.

The last time [Don't Blame Children] was activated, Sawada Hiroki had already reported his situation to him.

"If you need to prepare, go, the owner of the hotel where you live can provide you with all the help you need."

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"Ding-dong-"

In the eyes of Hiroki Sawada, the doorbell of the Mori Detective Agency rang countless times.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and every muscle under Mori Kogoro's suit tensed completely.

Although the time-reversing ability of [Won't Blame the Child] is activated, everyone except the main body Sawada Hiroki cannot retain the memory of the past, but Mori Kogoro has received information about the murderer provided by Conan before that.

"'Little boy with white hair'......"

In Mori Kogoro's conscious world, the calmer Mori Moto became serious.

There are terrible forces hidden behind the murderer, which can even interfere with judicial trials. Undeniable irrefutable evidence must be found and made public in a timely manner so that the murderer has nowhere to hide.

And the high-definition camera in the living room of Maori Detective Agency is the so-called "iron evidence" he prepared!

"Hello, Maori Detective, I'm here to entrust you."

Seemingly casually throwing the candy wrapper in his hand towards the ceiling, Hiroki Sawada touched his lower back.

"Can you ask the Maori detective to die?"

click.

At the same time that Hiroki Sawada drew his gun, Kogoro Mori also opened the pile of documents on the table, and there was a pistol hidden underneath.

"This is the police gun I used when I was working in the Metropolitan Police Department. Although the lethality is not strong enough, it is enough for the bullets used to shoot you down, or to kill you."

There was no sound of pulling the slide, and Mori Kogoro's pistol was fully loaded.

"Go ahead."

At this moment, both of them shut their mouths tightly and rushed towards each other.

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Meanwhile, the dessert shop.

"Kurosaki-san, you are......"

"Ah, sorry, I'm sorry."

He let go of the jade hand in his palm, looked up at Mao Lilan who was blushing, Kurosaki Jiji's expression did not show a hint of astringency.

"Obviously he is a karate master, but Mao Li has no calluses on his hands, and he doesn't even have any of the joints and muscle swelling that are common in martial arts practitioners. It's really thanks to Mao Li's explosive power."

Kurosaki Ji murmured while carrying the "Mona Lisa Hand Model Revised After Playing" copied from Yoshikage Kira.

"Deng Dua Lang's Fist has already been activated, why is it not effective?"

While eating dessert, Kurosaki Ji gave Mao Lilan more than ten dua fists through various physical contact, but this move can make the opponent paralyzed to the ground, completely losing the ability to resist, and even in Mao Lilan can't work?

"Teng Dua Lang's Fist!"

Manipulating the Crimson King to activate his skills, seeing the lady at the next table who suddenly fell to the ground, Kurosaki Jiji's expression became even more strange.

"It didn't fail...Masaka..."

A terrifying possibility appeared in Kurosaki Tsuji's mind.

According to Kurosaki Jiji's speculation, Conan and the other three heroes have something similar to the "remains of a saint".

And Valentine, who used Lucy to collect all the remains, can use the light wall on Lucy to launch the "Love Train" ability to transfer misfortune, so he said "Lucy is my 'goddess'" kind of words.

"Is there a possibility that Mao Lilan is also Conan's 'goddess'?"

Kurosaki Jiji would not believe that the lucky Mao Lilan was not favored by fate.

"If that's true, my Deng Dua Lang's Fist should have been transferred to a dozen or so unlucky people in the beautiful country or Africa..."

But fortunately, I have already prepared for it, and "Pilate" is destined to serve myself as "Xi Lv".

"Ah! I almost forgot, my mother is coming back today! Let's talk next time, Kurosaki-san!"

Mao Lilan, who looked up at his watch, was flustered. After a hasty farewell, he rushed towards his home, but he didn't see Kurosaki Ji's weird smile.

What kind of beauty will you see, pure soul?

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"You're pretty good at running, kid."

His hands were cut behind his back, Hiroki Sawada was pressed face down on the ground, and Kogoro Mori pressed his back with one knee.

"You said you wanted to kill me, but you didn't fire a single shot. Instead, you fought with me in this relatively narrow reception room. Obviously, there should be more than one bullet in your gun..."

Snatching the pistol from Sawada Hiroki's hand and throwing it aside, Mori Kogoro looked gloomy.

"Your metacarpal bones have been broken by me, you can't deal with me with your physical fitness,

Tell the people behind you, and I promise to bring you to court alive. "

silence.Hiroki Sawada's Kaguya is nothing but silence.

"Then I'll send you on your way later. Anyway, according to the monitoring, I'm just acting in self-defense."

"Wine cabinet."

The spirit is like a spring, but the white-haired Zhengta's voice has a hint of madness.

"Brandy, whiskey, vodka . . . you're an alcoholic.

By the way, have you seen what shoes I'm wearing? "

Lowering his head with a puzzled expression, Mori Kogoro looked at Sawada Hiroki's feet.

"Riding boots? Riding boots with spurs?"

"Not only that, but the wheel-type spurs at the back were replaced by another material.

Also, guess what I threw into the candy wrapper on the ceiling when I entered the door? "

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

"This is........"

Mori Kogoro's pupils shrunk to pinpoints.