Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

Maori Kogoro looked up at the rain for a moment, then turned to look at Akashi Yusaku, who was standing at the door of the hall with an embarrassed look on his face. He strode over and said with a casual smile, teasing:

"Boss, it's raining. We can't look at the open-air garden you're so proud of!"

"Hahaha......"

Akashi Yusaku held the back of his head with his right hand and smiled awkwardly but politely.

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After some time, in the evening, the rain stopped.

In the spacious hall, incandescent lights shine into the house.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan and Princess Mira sat side by side on the dark green, long soft chairs in the middle of the hall, with their hands on their legs, watching the old-fashioned TV on the dark green low wooden cabinet far in front of them.

The picture shown on TV is...

In the dim hall of the classical villa, the towering windows are equipped with square glass and bright red curtains are tied on both sides of the windows.

In addition, huge columns stand in front of the left and right sides of the curtain.

suddenly!

"Boom!"

Amidst the lightning and thunder, beams of white light penetrated the windows and seeped into the house.

A lovely woman walked cautiously on the dark red tiles not far from the window. She was wearing a high-necked lavender dress, white stockings, brown high heels, silver earrings, thin lower eyelashes, bright lipstick, and her brown hair fell down her neck.

She clasped her hands together at her collar, looking around at the empty hall with a sense of insecurity.

The next second, the TV switched the screen.

In the darkness, a silver knife flashed.

The mysterious man flashed like a demon and appeared three meters in front of the lovely woman. He was wrapped in a large black cloak, wearing a silver grinning mask and black gloves. He held a dagger in his right hand and hid it in the cloak, and his long yellow hair fluttered behind his chest.

The woman looked at the mysterious man with strange behavior, stopped in a hurry, crossed her hands in front of her chest, leaned back slightly, and an uneasy look appeared on her innocent face.

The mysterious man held the dagger at his waist, pointed the blade through the gap in his cloak at the lovely woman, and laughed wantonly:

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"W-who are you?"

The lovely woman trembled slightly, and her words were filled with fear.

The mysterious man's vicious gaze passed through the eye holes of the mask, staring at the woman with horror, and he introduced himself with a sinister laugh:

"Hahahahaha, I am the fifth generation Jack the Ripper!"

As the mysterious man spoke, he quickly spun the dagger in front of his chest several times, making a loud sound of breaking through the air, and then he held the dagger in his backhand and pointed it at the lovely woman.

"Boom!"

The lightning outside the window illuminated the dagger directly, flashing a shocking light.

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, her hands and feet were unable to move, and she screamed in panic:

"what!!!!!"

"Suffer to death!"

The mysterious man raised the dagger high and rushed towards the lovely woman with swiftness and force, exuding a terrifying aura of thirst for blood.

suddenly!

"boom!"

It was a burst of short gunfire.

In an instant, the copper bullet hit the blade of the dagger from top to bottom, causing a powerful impact, causing it to fly out of the hand and land far in front of the right, then spin and slide rapidly due to inertia until it came to a stop.

When the lovely woman heard the gunshot, her body leaned back in shock and she fell on the tiles in fear.

The mysterious man's right hand was forced to raise high due to the impact of the dagger being knocked away by the bullet.

He subconsciously grasped his right wrist with his left hand, glanced sideways at the dagger, and then looked to the upper left in the direction from which the bullet came. He asked in a stern voice with three parts of shock and seven parts of fear:

"who is it!?"

The voice just fell.

The background music that creates a tense atmosphere is heard constantly.

The lovely woman sat sideways on the cold tiles, supporting her left back with both hands, legs together, and staring at the direction where the bullet came from with a charming and eager look.

The next second, the TV switched the screen.

"Hahaha."

A handsome man stood on a plywood connecting two cylinders six meters above the ground. He was wearing a white suit, light blue lining, and a purple tie. He was young, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His black hair was slightly curled at the ends and fell on his neck. Two tufts of fine bangs covered a little of his eyebrows.

He put his left hand in his pocket, held the gun in his right hand over his shoulder, with the muzzle pointed at the quaint ceiling. He smiled leisurely, jumped without any fear, rolled in the air, and did not forget to look back at the lovely woman. He turned his head and landed half a meter in front of the left of the woman in a cool and relaxed manner, looking at the mysterious man playfully.

Seeing the handsome man so brave, the mysterious man cautiously stepped back half a step and asked again in a hoarse voice:

"who are you?"

at the same time.

The lovely woman stood up with difficulty, and seeking a sense of security, she pressed herself against the handsome man's back, clasped her hands against his collar, leaned her head to the left, and looked at the mysterious man with suppressed nervousness.

"Ah."

The handsome man smiled grimly, leaned forward slightly, held the pistol in his right hand over his left shoulder, and put his index finger on the trigger. He introduced himself in a bohemian manner:

"I am the famous detective, Sabaro Ban'ai."

At this point, the handsome man pointed his gun at the mysterious man with determination to win.

suddenly!

"Shh!"

It’s the cruel sound of the TV screen going black.

Maori Kogoro stood on the smooth floor to Xiaolan's left, his left hand in his trouser pocket, his right hand holding the black remote control and pointing it at the TV. He looked down at the TV and commented casually:

“What’s so good about this TV show?”

Actually...

Maori Kogoro complained jealously in his heart:

“After the rain, the four of you have been watching the virtual detective on TV. Have you ever thought that the famous detective in real life is right next to you!

Really, I'm bored too, please come and talk to me."

When Kogoro Maori thought about this, he felt deeply neglected and became extremely discouraged.

Xiaolan was furious.

She stared at the black screen of the TV in astonishment, then realized what had happened. She slapped her soft thighs with both hands, raised her head to the left, looked angrily at Maori Kogoro, and demanded fiercely:

"Dad, turn on the TV quickly, I'm watching something exciting!"

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue sat on the right side of Kudo Shinichi, who was on the right side of Xiaolan. He clenched his fists and pressed his legs. He stared at Maori Kogoro expressionlessly. He saw through his inner thoughts at a glance and complained in his heart:

“Isn’t he just the famous detective on TV?

It's so bad that the Maori detective actually turned off the TV to fight against fictional characters! ! "

at the same time.

Princess Mira sat on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, clutching her legs with both hands, and stared at Maori Kogoro angrily.

Kudo Shinichi put his hands on his legs, not paying attention to the TV screen going off. He turned his head to look at Haoyue, confirming that she was angry, and looked at Maori Kogoro indignantly, and blamed him bluntly:

"How could uncle turn off the TV without my permission? That's too much!"

"Hmph, don't think I didn't watch the TV with you guys just now. If you ask me, that famous detective is not realistic at all."

Kogoro Mouri casually put the remote control on the rectangular low wooden table not far in front of Xiaolan, snorted nonchalantly, and leaned back on another longer dark green soft chair half a meter to the left of Xiaolan.

Kogoro rested his head on the back of the soft chair, his left leg resting on his right thigh, his arms flat on the top of the backrest, his palms hanging in front of the backrest, he closed his eyes, and complained disapprovingly:

"In the real world, no one is so lucky that they can successfully solve the case every time."

"Forehead......"

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan and Princess Mira dragged out their words in an unspeakable way, looking at Maori Kogoro with strange expressions, thinking in confusion:

"Aren't you the one who's so lucky that you can always solve the case successfully...?"

The thought just fell.

The handsome man was standing five meters to the right of Kogoro Maori, wearing an orange sleeveless vest, a light blue shirt, a white lining, gray boots, and an orange baseball cap.

He put his hands in his pockets, walked to Xiaolan's left side calmly, looked down at Kogoro, and retorted with a smile:

"I'm so sorry, I just have such good luck."

As the handsome man was talking, he took off his baseball cap and hung it around his waist in a suave manner.

"what?"

Maori Kogoro felt like he had heard the handsome man's voice somewhere before. He subconsciously let out a sigh, opened his eyes, and looked up at him slightly, confirming that he was the famous detective who had just appeared on TV. He confirmed with a little surprise:

"Are you the fictional detective?"