Conan Moslin

Since poor Mr. Murumuru called out Kuriyasu's pseudonym, the atmosphere in the villa relaxed a little.

If you ignore the broken glass on the ground, the police officers in the background, and the bullet shell at Juanwei's feet.

"Do you know this person?" Juanwei's tone was not very good.

Li An considerately let go of his hand and let him continue speaking.

The meerkat covered his throat with one hand and coughed violently.

The other hand waved wildly at Li An.

"Misunderstanding..."

The hand around his neck loosened, but his stomach was still pressed against him.

There was something around him that prevented him from moving.

While coughing violently, the meerkat slightly opened his eyes and saw several strands of silver-shining threads like spider silk entangled around the other's left hand behind his back.

"Misunderstand?"

Li An sneered and pushed his knee down.

"A misunderstanding that he started shooting as soon as he got his hands on it?"

"If this place wasn't so hard to clean..."

He glanced at the carpet under the meerkat with some regret and murmured reluctantly.

Only two people heard the sound.

The meerkat groaned, but he suddenly felt that the fact that there was a carpet on the floor was definitely his luck.

"Ahem - Shuo... Brother Shuo, please listen to my explanation."

"I don't want to waste time talking to you, and I'm too lazy to listen to your explanation."

"As for the dark night stars..."

Li An's eyes swept towards the shattered glass window, and his tone was like a child pointing at his beloved toy to claim sovereignty.

"That's my thing."

"so--"

"Don't make me say it a second time."

While Li An was uttering cruel words that were only used by villains with great emotion and no real meaning, she was always observing Juanwei standing beside her with the corner of her eye.

She was taking apart the magazine and taking out the remaining bullets of Makarov one by one.

Then she opened her hands.

Hua la la la——

Seven bullets, not one less.

All fell to the ground.

After unloading his weapons, Curlytail took off his sunglasses and mask, and even threw his coat on the ground.

Li An saw her face.

The nose is straight and the lips are full.

She was wearing a figure-hugging nightgown, and her figure was even better than that of a silver fox.

The corners of her pretty eyes are raised and her eyes are moving, as if emitting electricity.

Her style changed from that of a secretive urban reporter to that of a pretty lady with graceful manners.

At this moment, the extremely beautiful girl opened her arms and threw a wink at Li An.

"Mr. Shirakura, I think this is really a misunderstanding."

The seven bullets and a shell casing on the ground were not covered by the coat and were exposed intact.

The gun was lying on her coat behind her, within easy reach by simply bending over.

She deliberately turned two and a half circles, showing her half of her back, so that Li An could easily see that she had no other weapons.

However, at this time she was dressed lightly and moved nimbly.

As long as she has enough ability, she can still load the bullets in a very short time and go from being unarmed to being confident.

There is no lack of sincerity and vigilance.

Seeing her "sincerity", Li An simply cut off part of the hidden line, put the dagger back to his waist, and stood up obediently.

"You are right, it is indeed a misunderstanding."

She patted the non-existent dirt on her knees and reached out to pull the meerkat up from the ground.

"You have a good partner."

The raccoon stared at Shirakura's actions, stunned.

The drongo looked at the meerkat's back and felt as if it was struck by lightning.

Behind the meerkat, on the outside of the black coat, clinging silver threads outline the shape of a spider web.

It was as if a flood had flushed the Dragon King Temple.

……

Officer Nakamori was investigating in the villa, while Conan was keeping a close eye on Kid, fearing that he would run away.

The two of them went in and out of several rooms one after another and found nothing unusual.

When they got to the outside of a room, Kid looked down at him: "Conan? That's his name, right?"

Conan nodded, his eyes fixed on him.

Kidd twitched his eyes: "This is the bathroom."

Conan hesitated and did not follow in immediately.

Kidd had already closed the door.

Li An's image was reflected in the mirror, and the smile on her face was exactly the same as Kidd's on the other side of the mirror.

He turned on the hot water, steam rose, and faint words were printed on the glass.

A few deliberately imitated words were written in Kidd's handwriting.

[Go to the courtyard gate.]

Kid wiped the mirror, left the bathroom, and took Conan to the courtyard.

There were many police officers in the courtyard, searching everywhere in a chaotic manner, making the courtyard a mess.

Not long after he came out, a dusty police officer emerged from the bushes at the door and stumbled towards him.

His police uniform was torn by glass fragments. There was no blood on it, but it was a little dirty.

There is a silver ornament pinned on the left chest of the police uniform.

A dull black pearl was embedded in the silver.

Soon, the eyes of the two people facing each other met.

The other party stopped and said without any context, "I heard that you asked a detective to find me?"

"For something that happened eight years ago?"

Conan knew him, but he didn't quite understand why he was everywhere.

Kidd controlled his expression to make himself look less confused.

Hou Lian's expression was as shy as usual. He looked away slightly and didn't look directly into Kidd's eyes. "There was nothing special eight years ago."

"For me, there is only one sentence that I remember vividly—"

“This will be the grandest escape trick ever.”

From light to darkness, living towards death.

Conan did remember that not long ago, Li An entrusted Uncle Maori to find someone.

The purpose was to inquire about the specific circumstances of her father's performance accident eight years ago.

She was not at the scene at the time and wanted to find someone who was there to ask about the situation.

Hou Lian was the first person she looked for.

For Li An, her commissions are endless.

As long as she wanted, she could find everyone in the old newspapers and entrust Kogoro Mori to investigate them all.

"Li An" nodded and said nothing.

Hou Lian took out another handkerchief from his pocket, carefully took off the Dark Night Stars, and handed it to "Li An".

"By the way, remember to tell Officer Nakamori that I helped him find the Dark Night Star as compensation for sending him away."

A round bead fell to the ground along with the handed handkerchief, plopped onto the gravel road, rolled a few times, and then exploded with a puff, creating a cloud of smoke.

His clear laughter came from the fog.

"As for who he would think I was..."

"Who knows?"

From the time he appeared to the time he left, Hou Lian didn't say a word to Conan.

Kidd looked at the familiar smoke bomb falling to the ground and listened to what her sister, who had not concealed her identity at all, said to her, with a slightly complicated expression.

She is also following in her father's footsteps, searching for the unknown truth.

Kidd did not leave, but took advantage of the smoke to take a piece of paper from his pocket and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

After the smoke cleared, it was handed over to Ginzo Nakamori along with the dark night stars in the handkerchief.

Of course, I also relayed that person's words.

Officer Nakamori was stunned for a moment when he saw what she handed over. He unfolded the paper folded in his handkerchief and became furious in an instant.

"It was he who sent me away!"

The unfolded letter was another invitation letter, which read:

[To April Fools:

On April 19th, the Sally Beth will sail from Yokohama Port, and this dark night star that I found with my own hands will return to my hands.

——Kaito Kidd]