Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"Natsume-san, hurry up, don't dawdle, the Fantasy Park is starting to get busy, if we don't go now we won't have any seats!!"

Early in the morning, Conan came to Natsume's door excitedly and knocked frantically, "Dong Dong Dong", so impatient and urgent that the whole hotel was filled with complaints.

It can be called a Conan-style timer alarm clock, one for everyone.

Natsume Xing was curled up in the bed, and was awakened by our voices. He opened his sleepy eyes, which were slightly bloodshot. He had gone to bed late, and stayed up most of the night to fix his glasses. He was so sleepy, so he asked me to sleep a little longer.

Natsume Xing picked up the phone on the bedside table. It was 7 o'clock in the morning. Cool, worthy of being an elementary school student, it is reasonable to get up so early every day, but I am a lazy bug who often works overtime.

"Natsume-san, did you hear me? The sun is shining on our butts. Hurry up and get up. We are leaving!!" Conan is a lively and energetic kid who only wants to play with his best friend.

Maori Kogoro in the next room poked his head out, stared at Conan speechlessly with a straight face, and shrugged.

"Oh my god..." Natsume Xing climbed up from the bed helplessly. Dr. Agasa next door couldn't stand it anymore. Conan really knows how to torment the old man.

After putting on the clothes, Natsume took Conan's glasses, opened the door, and saw the special effects. His eyes turned into gems, and the halo swirled around him. He had a half-circle innocent and cute smile. This was something he had never seen before, and Natsume almost recognized the wrong person.

Conan grabbed Natsume's hand, and without waiting for Natsume to say a word, he pulled him downstairs with the most outrageous strength and speed, "Natsume-san, hurry up, let's go have breakfast together. The idol will be here in two hours, and we detectives can't delay."

"Hey, hey, hey, I can walk by myself, oh, I'm going to fall!"

After Conan, who was eager to make a pilgrimage, left with Natsume, the other people on this floor slowly came out. Without exception, they were all woken up by Conan.

Maori Kogoro looked at Mitsuhiko who was also sticking his head out to observe, and asked in confusion: "Does this kid usually behave like this when he sees something he likes?"

Mitsuhiko rubbed his sleepy eyes and shook his head blankly, "No, this is the first time I've seen Conan like this."

Genta chuckled. Conan always put on a more mature look. Now he could talk to him properly. "I told you, Conan is also a child. He can't escape our habits."

Maori Kogoro: "He's just a detective who's a little more famous than me, I don't care, but this kid likes him so much?"

Xiaolan also stuck her head out, looking at the direction Conan left, smiling slightly, very appreciative, and reminiscing, "I still remember that Shinichi was the same before, and he admired Mr. Itrin since he was a child."

Maori Kogoro: "Is that so? So Conan's little brat is completely addicted to that brat Shinichi."

"Probably." Xiaolan smiled with a hint of meaning.

In the restaurant, Conan ate up all the breakfast on the plate at lightning speed, and stunned all the tourists around him.

Natsume Xing silently gave a thumbs up.

Conan was extremely excited. "Natsume-san, you know, I couldn't sleep all night last night. It was the first time I realized that time passed so slowly."

"Why, don't you usually feel this way when you're in school?" Natsume Xing took a bite of the sandwich, savoring it slowly, and said while eating.

Conan: "Well, it happened when I was in school, but I was sleeping a lot of the time. But this is the first time in the true sense of the word!"

Natsume Hoshi: "Oh, it's really hard." (Eating)

"Natsume-san, we will be able to meet our idol soon. Natsume-san, is there anything you want to talk to him about? Oh, and the idol should be holding a book signing event. Natsume-san, can you help me get in line?"

Natsumehoshi: "Oh, it doesn't matter." (drinks water)

Conan: "Natsume-san, could you please stop being so perfunctory with me..."

Natsumehoshi (?v?)?[]: "Oh, I'm listening, I'm listening." (Playing with the phone..)

The five little ones and Xiao Ai also walked downstairs, muttering indignantly: "Conan, you finished your breakfast so quickly, without even waiting for us. Do you still have any sense of teamwork as a young detective?"

Conan scratched his head embarrassedly, "Haha, sorry, sorry, I'm really too excited today."

Maria carried the plate and sat next to Conan, "Conan, you look so excited. This is totally unlike your usual self."

Xiao Ai sat next to Natsume Hoshi and said calmly: "You're right, you are usually calm and rational, but today..." Xiao Ai didn't say anything else, as she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Mitsuhiko smiled and said, "Conan, we won't say anything about your appearance today, but we still like your usual calm appearance, because in our hearts, you look like a detective."

Genta, Ayumi and Takuma all nodded, completely agreeing.

Conan smiled apologetically. He was indeed a little too excited this early in the morning. "Sorry, everyone. I will try to restrain myself."

The five little ones nodded in satisfaction. It was mainly because Conan's screaming and yelling kept them awake early in the morning, and it would be unreasonable not to talk about him.

Conan: "Well, everyone, this time when the Idol of Itlin comes to visit, he should be selling some training guides for detectives. It's just right, we can buy some textbooks, how about that?"

The five little ones: "Okay, we don't like anything that involves detective work. We will study hard when we get back!"

Natsume looked at these cute kids, then changed to a teacher's tone and sneered, "Why haven't you ever said something like this when you were studying math~"

"Eh..." The five little ones all turned into beaded eyes, stiffened in place, laughed dryly, and didn't know what to say.

Ai smiled jokingly, it was quite interesting, "You guys are also quite excited, Edogawa, I'm afraid you're the only one as excited as you are."

“Wow, hahahahahahahaha, my idol is coming today. It’s really the greatest day! I must meet my idol. Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed!!” Naliang’s usual crazy voice came from the stairs.

"Nailiang, what's wrong with you today?!" Gu Qi couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to help him to be reincarnated physically!

A fist hit Nailiang's excited face, and then... after a confused voice, there was the sound of Nailiang falling from the upstairs, rolling to the bottom of the building with a crackling sound, just like a clown in a circus, and all the audience were stunned again.

Xiao Ai (?_?): Is this what they call a quick slap in the face?

Natsume Hoshi (embarrassed): "Oh my god, someone's going to die!!"

Luo Yi walked down the stairs calmly, and when he passed by Nai Liang, he rolled his eyes at him, "Don't worry, this guy has been beaten up by the three of us in the dormitory for three years. He has thick skin and flesh, so he won't die..."

Naliang, who was lying on the ground, raised his hand with difficulty, "Shut up, I'm going to curse you..."

Sima Xin also came down angrily, "Two psychopaths are quarreling so early in the morning. It's so annoying, huh, especially you."

Long Qi Song Xing and Yuan Xi Jiu followed closely behind. Seeing how miserable Na Liang was, Long Qi Song Xing came to his side in small steps and did not forget to tease him, showing his old skills.

"The one you killed wasn't the one who stood in your way~"

"I want you to take care of it!!"

Soon, all the familiar people gathered together and finished their breakfast. There was still an hour until 9 o'clock, so they might as well wait here, sit down and chat, and discuss things. It would also be a good thing to have fun.

We won’t talk about the red side’s chat, as everyone is familiar with it. Let’s take a look at the black side’s chat.

When Natsume Xing was bored alone, he received a text message on the organization's special mobile phone, which made him cautious instantly. He left here under the pretext of going to the toilet.

Hiding in a corner where no one could easily notice her, Natsume Xing opened her cell phone and found an email from Gin.

[Now that you’ve had enough fun, it’s time to prepare for the mission. Gather at the underground parking lot at the entrance of Fantasy Park at 12 noon. — Gin]

It was concise and clear, and it looked like the situation was similar to the last assassination attempt.

Well, it’s twelve o’clock noon. It seems that I will probably have to appear as Fu Hua Shi at noon or even in the evening. Haha, it doesn’t matter. I have plenty of reasons to leave the team anyway.

"Hey, Fu Huashi, come and check the organization's email too." Ryuzaki Songxing's voice suddenly sounded in Natsume Xing's ears.

Natsume Xing was so scared that he turned around and saw Ryuzaki Songxing's big face with heavy dark circles under his eyes, as big as charcoal, suddenly appeared behind him.

"Damn it, Master Hennessy, do you always like to scare people..."

Ryuzaki Song ( ′ ▽ ` ): "Why, can't I be kind and caring to my teammates~"

Natsumehoshi (?“?): “It’s a friendly trick.”

Back to the topic, Natsume asked, "Mr. Hennessy, is your email message also Gin's request for a gathering?"

"Oh no, that's your action team's business. What does it have to do with our comprehensive team? Besides, how can a man like Gin with an expressionless face control me?" Ryuzaki Songxing put his hands on his hips and smiled funny, showing his disdain.

Natsume: 6, you are the only one I know who dares to say such things to Gin, even to his face.

"Then Lord Hennessy, what is your message?" Natsume Xing came over with a wicked smile, full of curiosity.

"Haha, want to know?" Long Qi Song Xing shook his phone, as if he wanted to walk the dog. Natsume Xing rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't try to fool me."

"Let me show you, someone who wants to find out the truth about the organization, you have to work hard." Ryuzaki Songxing threw the phone into Natsume Xing's arms nonchalantly, and she almost didn't catch it.

[Gin's assassination attempt failed last night. We are proceeding as planned. Macallan has already arrived in Japan. He will immediately send all the information on Fantasy Park collected by the General Team to them. — Decision-making Team]

"Assassination? McCarran? What is this??!..."

……

In the office of the intelligence group's base, Rum was smoking a cigar and looking at the instructions just issued by the decision-making group with a frown on his face.

At this time, the door opened and a middle-aged man with a sniper rifle bag on his back walked in. He was wearing sunglasses, with short blond hair combed behind his head and a brown beard that highlighted his serious and cold image.

"McAllen, you're here at last." Rum glanced at him and said with a smile, then extinguished the cigar in his hand.

McCarron said coldly, not impressed by Rum, "I came directly to Japan after handing over the mission from Duckhorn in the United States. It took some time."

"I'm here to hand over the transfer rights of those people."

Rum raised the corner of his mouth and crossed his legs, as if he wanted to watch a good show. "No problem, Macallan, can you snipe Yitelin this time? Hehehe~"