Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

You can always believe in Tom and Jerry's creativity when they are serious. Although there are occasional accidents with the things they make for themselves, there has never been any mistake with the things they make for Matsumoto Akira.

Maybe it’s because they know that their master Matsumoto Akira’s body is not as strong as theirs, and if something really goes wrong, it could be life-threatening.

Matsumoto Akira hugged Kinomoto Sakura and Daidoji Tomoyo tightly, squatted gently, and then jumped up, the whole person stayed in the air like a bird. After pausing for a moment, he flew in one direction.

"Wow, I'm flying in the air!" The smile on Tomoyo Daidoji's face was as bright as the sun, and she excitedly used the camera in her hand to take pictures of the scene below.

Fortunately, her camera was fixed on her hand, otherwise it would have been terrible if it accidentally fell off.

"It feels so good to fly~" Sakura Kinomoto nodded comfortably. She closed her eyes gently and felt the breeze blowing across her face.

"What's the big deal? Haven't you tried flying before?" Xiao Ke poked his head out from Sakura Kinomoto's backpack.

It clearly remembered that Sakura had used the Sho card to fly before, so why did she seem to be enjoying it so much now?

"That's different. Flying on a wand is different from flying in someone's arms like this. And - flying in someone's arms and stuff..."

By the time Sakura Kinomoto finished speaking, her voice was so low that no one around could hear her, and Xiao Ke had no choice but to put his ear closer to Sakura.

Sakura reached out and patted Xiao Ke's head in annoyance, "Hey, why do you care so much? Just stay in there obediently. If you fall down accidentally, no one will save you!"

After a while, Xiao Ke poked his head out of the backpack dazedly, mumbling something.

"Okay, okay, now you're blaming me for waking you up, right? I won't listen!"

"Stop messing around, we're almost there, you two better be careful, Xiaoke, I won't tell you anymore~"

Matsumoto Akira slowly floated down to the ground, turned around to look at the huge shrine below, then turned back and spoke in a serious tone.

"This is the destination that guy left for me. If I take you down there, your safety may not be guaranteed. Let's stay here. We can see the whole picture and stay away from the battlefield!"

The shrine below was now surrounded by the gradually burning flames, but the flames were not too strong, but could still illuminate people's faces.

"May you return victorious!"

Seeing Matsumoto Akira's look, Daidoji Tomoyo did not insist on her opinion. She just looked at Matsumoto Akira seriously and spoke slowly.

"Please come back safely, Matsumoto-nii!"

Sakura Kinomoto also said seriously that although she had known Matsumoto Akira for a relatively short time, they were still very close.

If anything unexpected happens here, Sakura Kinomoto will go to help even at the risk of exposing her identity.

"Okay, why do you say it as if I will never come back? What I said is quite dangerous for you, but not necessarily for me!"

Matsumoto Akira reached out and gently touched the heads of Kinomoto Sakura and Daidoji Tomoyo, then turned around and slowly walked to the edge of the high point.

He leaped like a light bird and instantly reached high into the sky. After turning around to look at the two of them, he nodded and flew towards the shrine like a meteor.

In just this moment, the flames covering the entire shrine began to grow larger.

Matsumoto Akira didn't hesitate at all and jumped directly into the center of the shrine.

From time to time, shouts could be heard from inside the shrine. They should be some shrine staff members inside the shrine asking for help.

Matsumoto Akira turned a deaf ear to the clergy's requests for help. All he wanted now was to find another self.

Fortunately, his other self did not let him down and stayed quietly in the center of the shrine like a sculpture, waiting for Matsumoto Akira to arrive.

"Although I have guessed it a long time ago, I still can't confirm that you will choose this place before you give me a clear hint!"

After Matsumoto Akira landed, he silently looked at another self in front of him with his back to him.

"Why wouldn't you be so unsure? I am you, and we both have the same idea, don't we? The only difference is that I am now much more decisive than you are now!"

Matsumoto Akira (darkly) chuckled, slowly turned his head, and stared at Matsumoto Akira with hawk-like eyes.

"Look at this stage burning with flames. This place is so memorable! Don't you realize it yet? You have had such thoughts in your subconscious mind before, but now I am more motivated to act!"

"There's no need to repeat yourself. If I had no worries, I would have done it long ago!" Matsumoto Akira shook his head, but there was a hint of joy in his tone.

"Well, I won't say much."

Seeing this, Matsumoto Akira (Dark) shook his head helplessly, then slowly opened his hands.

More than a dozen cameras flew into the air like birds. At this time, people who were planning to leave the Yoyogi National Gymnasium and the citizens of Tokyo who were planning to go to sleep finally saw the new live broadcast images.

And it's the kind with a very good sense of camera movement, with more than a dozen cameras dancing like butterflies, switching in turn, showing the momentum of the final battle between the hero and the villain to the fullest.

"There are only two tragedies in this world: one is that a person does not get what he dreams of, and the other is that he gets what he dreams of, and the latter is worse, that is the real tragedy."

The first thing that came to my face was still the lines with the aria, and the man who was still wearing gorgeous clothes and a mask.

However, this time, the people standing opposite him were not the policemen or members of those unfamiliar secret organizations, but the guy wearing armor who looked like a superhero.

"Wow, is that Kamen Rider?!"

"No, that's not Kamen Rider. That's even cooler than Kamen Rider!"

Many children were cheering. It is impossible to see such a superhero in reality. They were taught to do so by their parents.

So deep down they actually accepted that the superheroes on TV did not exist, but at this time they really saw such a superhero and super villain.

Moreover, the appearance of this superhero is even more powerful than what they see on TV. You can tell at a glance that it is full of powerful elements. He is definitely not someone who would dare to go on stage by just wearing a motorcycle helmet and tights.

The corners of Matsumoto Akira's mouth twitched slightly under his mask. He knew that the guy opposite him was starting to perform again.

The breeze blew gently, and the fire in the shrine jumped happily, not affecting the confrontation between the two people at all.