【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

Vodka was probably because of the severe beating he had just suffered from Gin, so at this time he decisively transformed into a clam that could not be pried open no matter how hard he tried. Even Sister Bei's all kinds of roundabout words and attempts could not be pried out of his mouth. What useful information comes out.

Sangria is also very good at posting only half of the essence of pictures. After that fatal photo of the same frame in the century, no matter how much Belmode poked, there was no reply.

So, how is my godson doing?

Was he shot dead by Gin, or was he locked in an interrogation room somewhere and being tortured?

Belmode, whose mentality and expression were shattered, drank all the red wine in one gulp, and the cold liquid slowly calmed her down.

Sangria had long known that Conan = Kudo Shinichi, and she also knew that for some reason, Sangria temporarily protected Shirley, the traitor. There was a tacit understanding between them, and he would not rashly do anything to Conan if they knew it tacitly. Otherwise, there would be no need for him to be at Rum's side early to provide cover for Mouri Kogoro and others.

Moreover, looking carefully at the photo he sent, although there is only one cabinet between Conan and Gin, and because the photo was taken from an upward perspective, the pressure of Gin on it appears to be particularly strong.

However, Conan and Gin's eyes were not focused, so Gin most likely did not notice Conan hiding in the cabinet at that time.

As for why Sangria sent her such photos on purpose at night...

Belmod's face darkened.

Could it be that that little lunatic just wanted to mess with her mentality and not let her have a good beauty sleep?

If you think about it this way, with Sangria's character, the possibility of doing such a thing is as high as 90%. A dark smile suddenly appeared on Sister Bei's face, and she pinched a crack in the goblet in her hand with a click.

What should I do if my hands are itchy?

But it has to be said that Sangria's plan was very successful. Even if it was confirmed that he deliberately sent such a misleading photo, Sister Bei still had to go and find out because she was worried about her godson. Condition.

What's even more disgusting is that the other party can control her steadily with Conan and Xiaolan, but if she threatens her with Shirley... Thinking of Sangria's endless efforts to scare the former Shirley, the current Haihara Ai... In this scene, Bellmode even reasonably suspected that he did not report Shirley's information to Gin just to keep Shirley under his nose.

Scare and play every day.

Therefore, counter-threats are of no use at all!

Belmode threw away the cracked goblet, turned around and changed his clothes, then disguised himself as a fake face that would be unrecognizable among the crowd, and left the presidential suite with gritted teeth.

Her beauty sleep has been ruined!

Early the next morning,

When Ruomu Liangmei woke up from her sleep, she found a little girl peeking out of Dr. Ali's house.

The wild Miss Bei breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered that Conan appeared safely from the door of the doctor's house without any missing arms or legs. He turned around and stared at the door of Wakamu Ryo's house next door with cold eyes.

Ruo Muliang opened the window on the second floor and greeted Sister Bei with a smile outside the window after she had changed her appearance.

Belmode: (▼ヘ▼#)

Thinking of a knife alone can't be hidden.

Sangria, you better not sleep too hard at night!

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After a tough meal from Belmod, the next few days were uneventful.

Because of the experience of almost overturning his car and almost being suffocated to death in the cabinet, Conan temporarily calmed down.

As for the other members of the Young Detective Team, after announcing their disbandment last time, the other three little ones rarely appeared at the doctor's house.

Of course, it may also be because they still have to experience the large-scale simulation of "if you don't do your homework well or you will die in various ways" in dreams every night.

And I guarantee that the way you die every day will never be the same~

So much so that every day after school, these three animals rush home like crazy and finish their homework first, as if they are being chased by ghosts.

Without the detective team bombing the streets, the security situation around Mihua has improved by 1 percentage point.

"Brother Wakamu, has Hattori come to your side?"

Conan shouted outside the courtyard of Ruomu Ryo's house. The little black cat of the doorman jumped up very skillfully and opened the door for Conan. He didn't care about the safety of his master at all and let the walking death in.

Ruo Muliang glanced at the little black cat and silently reduced its ration for this month.

It’s time for these freeloading cats and dogs in the yard to remember that some people are not allowed to be allowed into the house. What if Conan decided on a whim to shoot an episode here today?

Do you really want him to rip off Conan's head and calm down?

"What's wrong Conan, Osaka mailbox... No, the black chicken is missing again?"

Conan frowned and replied: "Well, he said he would bring He Ye over when things get better. It's already two o'clock, and he still hasn't been seen, so I was thinking..."

Could it be because the latest chapter of "Gourmet City" that was released yesterday, after 7 volumes of all kinds of heartwarming and delicious plots, once again went crazy with the knife, causing Kazuye, a die-hard fan, to have a mental breakdown, so he couldn't bear it. I really want to kill the author offline.

Ruo Muliang shook his head: "I have been drawing manuscripts at home all day today, and I didn't see them."

Conan:  …

"When you draw the manuscript, can you be a human being?"

Ruo Muliang's eyes wandered, he said a few perfunctory words, and forcibly changed the topic.

"Have you called?"

"It says shut down. With Hattori's personality, he probably forgot to charge and turned off automatically."

"Both of them have their phones turned off?"

"Yes, Xiaolan also called Aunt Jinghua to confirm that Hattori set off with Kazuha early in the morning."

Ryo Wakamaki raised his eyebrows: "That's for sure. Hattori Heiji will forget anything and will not forget his date with Kudo Vixen."

Conan: "Hey, hey."

Ban Yue glared for two seconds at Ruo Muliang who attacked him with an old joke. Conan turned his head and touched his chin and started thinking: "If they weren't here with you, I think something might have happened."

Ruo Muliang nodded in agreement, and then took a handful of Conan's forehead. I haven’t done it for a long time, and I still miss the feel.

"You can be more confident and remove the words "probably", which means something happened. Do you detectives have some kind of magical accident constitution?"

While he was talking, Ruo Muliang skillfully turned his head to avoid a fluffy animal that climbed up to the second floor at some point. Then he slipped and opened his teeth and claws towards the stuffed animal that fell on his face.

Conan looked at Ruomu Liang's extremely skillful combo of turning sideways, tilting his head, catching the plush hair and putting it on the ground, and wanted to ask Ruomu Liang a soul question: How do you have the nerve to complain about someone else's accidental constitution?

"Okay, let's go."

Wakamu Ryo clapped his hands and brushed off the cat hair on his body, "Look for the Osaka detective with this accident constitution."

Conan was stunned for a second: "Brother Ruomu, are you going too?"

"I can not go?"

Ruo Muliang narrowed his eyes and looked at the little Corgi who seemed to be unprepared to issue an invitation to form a team.

"Um, um, can you not bring those weird equipment? Uncle and Xiaolan are here this time, and their combat effectiveness is very guaranteed, really!"

Conan subconsciously recalled the experience of going to see Teacher Judy that day and almost having close contact with Wakamu Ryo's homemade smoke bomb again, and swallowed nervously.

Ruo Muliang pretended to think for a moment, and then glanced at the emotion value on the panel.

I really need to make more smoke bombs, look at the effect, it’s awesome!