Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

"Don't worry, Miss Xia Mei, she can't get away."

Hanyu Kusunoki spoke in a gentle tone, comforting her softly while helping Kosaka Natsumi to stand up.

At this time, Conan was holding a flashlight and chasing after him like a fool, regardless of anything.

"Mingmei, come and look after everyone."

After handing the scene over to the little maid, Hanyu Kusunoki followed slowly.

It's almost time for this drama to come to an end.

The sooner he finishes, the better he can go back and try out the new toys at home to see if they are fun.

After walking a few steps, a deafening explosion was heard in front.

When we got closer, we found that the passage had been blown up by a grenade, with large and small pieces of rubble scattered everywhere, completely blocking the way forward.

"Tsk~ You're really ruthless. Aren't you afraid that if you throw a grenade down there, the whole place will collapse and you'll be buried alive?"

Hanyu Kusunoki waved his hand, and the fallen rocks blocking the passage in front of him were pressed deeply into the ground as if driven by a powerful invisible force.

The previously blocked road was cleared again.

……

On the other side, Conan, who was chasing relentlessly, also reached the original entrance.

However, he was still a step late.

"hateful!"

Conan looked at the closed wooden door, punched it angrily, and then hurriedly began to look for other ways to leave.

At the same time, Pu Siqinglan, who had run away, quickly took out the prepared gasoline and splashed it indiscriminately throughout the castle.

"I never thought that Natsumi Kosaka would be the descendant of Princess Maria."

Pu Siqinglan was pouring gasoline while thinking with a complicated expression on her face.

She is a descendant of Rasputin.

Her ancestor Rasputin had a close relationship with the family of former Russian Emperor Nicholas II.

Therefore, she always believed that the treasures left over from the Romanov dynasty should belong to the Rasputin family, who were closely related to the emperor's family.

After all, Nicholas II had no descendants, so these treasures should naturally be inherited by them.

In order to obtain these treasures, Pu Siqinglan spared no effort and even became internationally famous, becoming a feared historian.

But now she was suddenly told that Nicholas II's family was not all dead, and there were descendants, who were the legitimate heirs.

I can't accept it. I totally can't accept it.

"There can only be one heir today!"

Pu Siqinglan let go of the lit match in her hand.

The match slowly fell, and the moment it touched the gasoline, fire suddenly rose, like a ferocious beast suddenly awakening, and in an instant, the entire castle was engulfed in flames.

The blazing flames danced wildly, engulfing everything around them.

She turned and prepared to leave.

"Wait, do you want to escape alone?"

Conan arrived late. He hid behind the bookshelf, holding the bow tie voice changer, and spoke in the voice of Kogoro Mouri.

"I won't let you succeed, I know who you are!"

The sound echoed in the fire and smoke.

Pu Siqinglan was startled when he heard the sound. He quickly found cover and searched the room for the source of the sound with a pistol in hand.

"The descendant of the evil monk Rasputin - Pu Siqinglan."

Conan is still continuing his reasoning performance.

He has connected all the clues together based on Hanyu Kusunoki's words below, and now he is confident.

Hearing that her identity was exposed, Pu Siqinglan no longer hid. She walked out of the shelter and searched around with sharp eyes for the source of the sound.

A dark shadow ran past her quickly from behind.

"Pah~pah~"

Pu Siqinglan turned around and fired two shots decisively.

Both shots missed.

Conan began to show off his skills. While running, he did not forget to provoke with different sounds and had a lot of fun.

"You insisted on attacking your opponent's right eye just to commemorate your ancestors who died tragically, right?"

"Mr. Qian...Mr. Qian?"

Pu Siqinglan listened to the voice of the person she had clearly killed, and her hand holding the gun shook a little.

A little shock from Dr. Agasa.

After doing a quick calculation in his mind, Conan put his hands in his pockets and walked out from behind the bookshelf with a swagger as if he didn't care about anyone.

"Don't worry, I'm the only one here."

"who are you?"

Pu Si Qinglan looked around and after confirming that it was only Conan, she narrowed her eyes, revealing a dangerous light.

She really couldn't figure it out, was it because she couldn't hold the gun anymore, or was she just getting carried away?

Even a little kid dared to come and cause trouble for her alone.

"Edogawa Conan, a detective!"

Conan recited his classic lines.

"Detective? Haha!" Pu Siqinglan was stunned at first, then laughed and raised his pistol, "But from now on, kid, you can only go underground and play your detective game."

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Conan curled his lips and revealed a confident smile.

"That gun PPkS, that is to say, the magazine of that gun can only hold eight bullets, and you just fired eight shots, so..."

Conan pushed his glasses up, and a white light flashed through the lenses. "So, I bet there's no bullet in your gun!"

"Oh? You little kid seems to know a lot." A hint of surprise flashed in Pu Siqinglan's eyes.

"Thank you!" Conan said proudly.

These were just the basics he learned at the Hawaii Institute of Technology.

Nowadays, if you don’t have some strength, how dare you go out and have fun!

"But I want to teach you something." Pu Siqinglan suddenly sneered, "If there are already bullets in the chamber, and you load an eight-round magazine, you will have nine bullets."

As an international killer who can kill two people with one bullet, how could she not maximize the efficiency?

She has been working in this industry for many years and knows that any detail may determine life or death.

"That is to say, there is still one bullet in the gun in my hand." Pu Siqinglan's voice became colder.

"Then just shoot, if you really have bullets left!"

Hearing this, Conan remained motionless, without a trace of fear on his face.

I even wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks.

As a famous detective, how could he face the murderer without being fully prepared?

He had already deduced various possible situations in his mind and had his own judgment and confidence.

This fearless performance made Pu Siqinglan feel a little insecure.

She raised the gun uncertainly and habitually aimed at Conan's right eye, "Goodbye, kid!"

"Crack~"

A crisp gunshot was heard and a bullet whizzed out.

However, the results were unexpected.

The bullet hit Conan's right lens accurately, but was bounced away.

The lens was intact, and Conan just tilted his head back slightly.

Dr. Agasa once again gave Pu Siqinglan a little technological shock.

"Why... why?"

Pu Siqinglan couldn't believe it. She couldn't understand why the bullet could be easily deflected.

"Humph!"

Conan didn't answer, his eyes fixed, and he took the opportunity to bend down and press the button of his power shoes.

Prepare to shock Dr. Agasa again and give Pu Siqinglan a big "surprise".