A Sorcerer in the Detective World

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"Ok……"

Conan’s eyes were in contact with the eyes of the agave, and the brows suddenly wrinkled—

This black man's eyes are not right! This kind of ferocious eyes, giving people a feeling of inexplicable familiarity...

Conan is still pondering, and Shu Yunwen’s voice came: "Well, Edokawa small basin friend, what are you thinking about? Let's go back!"

"Hay!" Conan snorted and nodded, following Shu Yunwen.

Probably just a dozen seconds later, I flew back to Shu Yunwen's front and flew in the air, pointing to Shu Yunwen: "Yong Wen, the person named Agave, just said on the phone that his transaction with others was successful. What……"

"Transaction? What transaction?"

Shu Yunwen squinted at the eyes slightly, then gestured to the real thing, let Chengshi stare at the agave, thinking about the countermeasures in his heart.

In the words, there is really no idea in the heart of Shu Yunwen to face the black **** tissue. However, now that we have met a goal, if we don’t care about anything, it’s not too right to let it go.

Therefore, the best way is to anonymously alert the uncle to handle it.

Thinking about it, Shu Yunwen and Conan found the number of beautiful people and gave them the drink. After talking a few words, Shu Yunwen smiled and scratched his head: "Sorry, sorry, I suddenly feel that the stomach is not clear, so I have to go again. A look at the toilet..."

"Ah? Is the stomach uncomfortable? Is it a bad stomach?" Sakamoto was somewhat worried. "Would you like to leave now and go to the hospital to see it?"

"No, no," Shu Yunwen shook his head. "I just don't feel too comfortable. It should be fine when I go back to the toilet. You will continue to play, I will find you later."

"Oh... good."

Sakamoto nodded a little, and Shu Yunwen had already waved his hand and walked away.

There were public telephones in several corners of this exhibition hall. Shu Yunwen walked to the most hidden public telephone, and glanced around with two eyes. After confirming that there was no camera, Shu Yunwen read the curse and arranged a Simple illusion, then walked to the public phone -

At this moment, because of the influence of illusion, even if Xu Yunwen was on the phone, no one could see it.

Dialed the "110", Shu Yunwen reached out and licked his mouth and said, "Hello, I want to report the case. Here is the scene of the press conference of the Manchuria video game company. I found a wanted criminal here. Please ask the police... ..."

Shu Yunwen was talking, and suddenly he only heard the "bang" and then felt the ground seemed to be shaking back and forth.

Lying in the trough? ! Is this an earthquake? !

wrong! When the earthquake does not happen, it will not be rumbling in advance.

"Hey, hello! Hello, sir, what happened to you over there? Hello? Are you okay?" Inside the handset, the voice of the operator Miss seems to be a little bit, "Sir, if you hear my voice, still Please answer immediately. Feed and feed..."

Shu Yunwen is preparing to open his mouth. At this time, he sees a real "嗖" and flies to his front. Both hands quickly draw a sign language: "...Yongwen adults, I just tracked the agave into the toilet, then the dragon When the tongue opened the suitcase inside his hand, the suitcase suddenly exploded..."

Shu Yunwen looked at the actual score, and he couldn't help but pump his mouth twice: "Ha?! You said something?"

"The agave opened the suitcase and then killed himself." The reality repeated and repeated.

Shu Yunwen was speechless for a while. At this time, the voice of the operator Miss was heard in the phone: "Hey, hello? Sir, I heard your voice. Are you okay?"

"Oh... no, nothing." Shu Yunwen reached out and touched his nose, and his heart was extremely speechless.

In other words, he had intended to call the uncle of the strip and grab the agave, and now the agave was killed directly...

Are you kidding me right?

"Sir, what happened to you over there? In addition, the fugitive you said before has your personal information, can you tell me?" Miss operator continued to ask.

Shu Yunwen coughed softly and then said: "Sorry, I may have read it wrong. However, I still have to call the police. It seems that there was an explosion in our building..."

"Ah? Explosion?" The operator is a little bit arrogant - you are a fugitive for a while, a bombing for a while, are you teasing me? !

......

In front of a large game machine, a few small ghosts played happily, and Sakamoto and Xiaolan chatted whisperingly, and the atmosphere was very good.

Suddenly, the huge explosion of the sound shocked Sui Benmei, Xiaolan, Yuantai, and even Uncle Maori’s wine woke up and asked dizzyly: “What is going on here? Just now What is the sound?"

"I don't know!" Xiaolan shook his head.

Conan's little ghost frowned, his face dignified: "The voice, such a movement, what should be blown up..."

"Fried... Lost?" Guangyan stunned and then quickly left the game console. "Isn't the game machine blown up?!"

"Ah!" Yuan Tai, Bumei also ran away.

Conan rolled his eyes and said seriously: "The sound should come from there. Let's go there and see it!"

"Right."

Sakamoto, the United States, Conan, Xiaolan, they walked quickly toward the direction of the voice.

A few people walked out of the house and saw someone gathered in a certain place. Some people called the phone and called the police: "Hey! I want to call the police. We just had an explosion here, it seems that someone was killed in the toilet!" ”

"Ah?! Someone was killed in the toilet!" Yuan Tai looked surprised.

Step by step, Little Loli followed and nodded: "Yes! Yes! Horror!"

Guang Yan is also afraid of a face: "How can this happen? Is it murder?"

"……WC?!"

As for the number of 冢本美, Conan, and Xiaolan’s face all changed, especially the number of beautiful, sinister, horrible, embarrassing, desperate...

"Shu classmate, he just said, he, he is going to the toilet, right..." Uncle Maori's hangover cyan face finally came back, his face dignified, "...he shouldn't be that... ..."

"No, no, how is it possible... Yunwen Jun, how can he..."

Sakamoto’s beauty is down, his hair is messy, his voice is low and hoarse: “...he is so powerful, he is a sorcerer, how could he...”

"...Some beautiful sisters, you, you can rest assured... Shu classmates are not necessarily..." Xiaolan stood next to Sakamoto’s beauty, organized the language, and comforted quietly.

At this time, Yuan Tai, Bu Mei, and Guang Yan also reacted:

"Yes! Just Yunwen’s brother seems to go to the toilet!"

"The toilet exploded, Yunwen brother should not..."

"No, don't!"

All three little ghosts are worried, and they are already crying.

Conan looked dignified, his eyes swept around, his mouth could not help but pumped twice, and then faintly said: "You can rest assured, Yunwen brother is not killed."

"Ah? How do you know?" The people around them gathered on Conan.

Conan reached out and pointed his finger: "Look, Yunwen brother, isn't he coming over here?"

Sakamoto’s eyes looked at Conan’s direction and then saw Shu Yunwen’s two hands squatting, strolling slowly here, and reaching out and saying hello: “Hey! You...”

"Yun Wenjun!"

Sakamoto screamed a few times, then rushed to Shu Yunwen, and opened his hands, holding Shu Yunwen tightly.

For a moment, Shu Yunwen “snapped” a voice:

"Pain! Hurt! Hurt! Hurt!!!! It hurts me!!"

Lying in the trough! What are you doing with a few sauces? The fighting power of your 1000-explosive watch suddenly slammed so hard... This bone is broken and there is wood!

Ps: Well, let's send the chapter, then I go to the broken, 888

Ps2: Conan let us forget him first... um... In addition, the daily theater version of Conan is about to be released. If you want to see it, go to see Conan. Of course, the same is true on the Internet. I don’t contribute to the box office.

Ps3: Once again 8888, I went to sleep