Conan: The King of Villains System

I kind of understand," Conan sat in the car back home, watching the rapidly reversing scenery in the back seat, "no matter how good the day is when I come out with you, it will rain all day and night. "

Hiroshi Matsumoto said lightly: "Children, don't talk nonsense."

"You are just a child!"

"Okay," Xiao Ran comforted, "Matsumoto, Conan is still young, so don't bother with him, and Conan, you have to respect adults, understand?"

Conan secretly slandered that he and Hiroshi Matsumoto are about the same age, so why should he respect him.

But he could only say this from the bottom of his heart, facing Xiao Ran, he did not dare to mention his true identity.

After that absurd and weird mansion ghost case was dealt with. The three of them felt very happy in their hearts. Although this game was not very pleasant, it was still rewarding.

When everything can be explained by science, ghosts cease to exist.

Hiroshi Matsumoto was very busy, he hurriedly sent Xiao Ran and Conan back to the Mouri Kogoro detective agency, and then drove to the coffee shop he had made an appointment with with Kyogoku Makoto.

Kyogoku Makoto still had a Band-Aid on his forehead and black-rimmed glasses, but he was already wearing a white martial arts uniform. When Hiroshi Matsumoto walked in, Kyogoku Makoto was already drinking coffee slowly with the coffee in his hand. It looked like he was going. It seems a little late.

Matsumoto Hiroshi first expressed his apology, Kyogoku Makoto was not very warm to Matsumoto Hiroshi as a "partner", but he did not treat each other coldly.

Kyogoku Makoto asked, "What do you need me to do, just tell me, I don't like to be around the corner."

Matsumoto pulled the stool and sat down. He looked at Kyogoku Makoto, his eyes seemed to look him up and down: "You know Kaito Kidd?"

Kyogoku Makoto's coffee-drinking hand paused: "What are you asking this man for?"

Matsumoto Hiroshi smiled: "My needs are related to him. I heard that you played against Kaito Kidd. What do you think of his skills?"

Kyogoku Makoto frowned, wondering for a moment how Hiroshi Matsumoto knew he had played against Kaito Kidd.

Although he thought so, Kyogoku Makoto still told his feelings to Hiroshi Matsumoto: "I'm good at it, but I can't beat me."

These short eight words convey a sense of confidence. Hiroshi Matsumoto knew that sitting in front of him was a Japanese player who had won 400 consecutive games, but he couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard these words.

"Okay, then I'll hand him over to you, you just need to help me hold him back, isn't this an excessive request?" Matsumoto Hiroshi said.

Kyogoku Makoto generally doesn't do anything that threatens his own life. Although he knows that Kaito Kidd's hand-to-hand combat ability is not as good as him, Kidd is better than him because of his superb magic, and he wins by fighting Kyogoku Makoto, but other things are not so easy to say.

So Kyogoku Makoto didn't intend to just agree, but asked: "You have to tell me what the purpose of holding Kaito Kidd is first, and secondly, you need to arrange a way back for me."

Matsumoto Hiroshi looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Kyogoku Makoto could see what Hiroshi Matsumoto meant, and his expression seemed to say why he still needed a way back.

Kyogoku Makoto sighed and explained, "If Kaito Kidd escaped by magic, it has nothing to do with me at all, so I want to ask you what if this happens to me?"