Zongman! Solve all your worries with a vest

A strong wind blew from behind him, and Kidd turned his head sharply to avoid it.

boom--

The football, with its dazzling blue light, flew straight towards the goal.

The single mirror was knocked away, and his face suddenly became red and swollen.

"mine.... "

I was anxious to catch the flying mirror, but I failed. It was really... I ignored the burning pain on my face.

Every time they meet him, it seems like neither of them gets any benefit.

Looking back, Conan's face was particularly clear under the moonlight.

"How can I scare this guy away——"

......

"Ah~"

"Mm~ it hurts~"

Kuroba Kaito rolled himself up into a caterpillar with a quilt, leaving only his head exposed.

grimace in pain.

Wan'er put the medicinal wine aside and pinched his flesh through the quilt with a look of disappointment.

"pain--"

Looking pitiful and with wet eyes.

"Why don't you put your face directly into the football and let him kick your proud nose!"

"I told you to be careful!" Wan'er gently pinched the other side of Kaito's face, "Did you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it!" Kaito nodded hurriedly, "Hiss - be gentler!"

Wan'er sighed, her hands flashing with a faint green light, "Turn around."

Kaito turned around obediently and put his face closer.

Gently rub the red and swollen areas with your fingertips, with very light and gentle movements.

"Be smarter next time. If it doesn't work, I'll go and help you solve it directly." Wan'er teased him expressionlessly.

"Ah? I can do it myself~"

Kuroba Kaito spoke tactfully. He didn't want that guy to suddenly disappear. Without him, no one would appreciate his magic show.

"pain!"

I was pinched again.

Seeing that the redness and swelling had subsided, Wan'er packed up her things and prepared to leave.

"Wan'er..." Kaito hesitated, not daring to speak. He didn't dare to say that the single mirror Wan'er gave him was kicked away by a ball.

"What's wrong~"

A fairly good answer.

"Forehead.... "

He rolled himself out of the quilt, pulled the quilt, and wrapped Wan'er in it.

The two people stared at each other in the dark quilt, their breaths blending together.

"The single mirror was also kicked away~"

"Don't scold me~"

Nose tip against nose tip, tentatively leaning forward to kiss her, "Wan'er~"

"It's a bit pathetic~"

Wan'er reached out and touched the hair of the person in front of her. "What's the big deal? I'll give you a new one tomorrow~"

Without waiting for the latter to be happy, he spoke again immediately.

"Being kicked in the face by a primary school student with a football is really unbelievable~"

hum-

My face turned red and warm instantly, but luckily nothing could be seen under the quilt.

"I.... "

Wan'er laughed softly and got out of the quilt. "Go to sleep. I won't accompany you today. I have something else to do~"

"I..." He still wanted to act coquettishly and ask Wan'er to accompany him, but forget it today, it's a bit embarrassing.

Kaito was the only one left in the room. He touched his face, a faint fragrance still lingering around his nose.

I love you so much... Wan'er.

......

"Wait for me--"

Qingzi ran over panting, with her hands full of food.

"Are you really not going to watch the magic show tonight?"

Wan'er shook her head. She loved magic, but that didn't mean she liked watching other people's lousy magic performances.

“What a pity—”

"Kaito, you're not going either? Tonight's a very famous party..."

He staggered after being bumped into by someone, and the things in his hands fell to the ground.

"How can you be so careless--" The man didn't even apologize and hurried forward.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, squatted down, picked up the Coke that had rolled on the ground, and weighed it in his hand.

"Wan'er?"

After a slight pause, the Coke in his hand flew out.

boom--

Juice flew everywhere, and the man was knocked to the ground with his arms and legs spread out.

The woman who was originally very close to him stiffened her face slightly. The force was a bit scary.

"Wan'er, why are you——" It was getting more and more brutal. Qingzi swallowed the second half of the sentence with difficulty.

I looked at Kaito with pity unconsciously. If they have family conflicts in the future, Kaito will be doomed~

"What's that look you have?" As expected, Kuroba Kaito understood Aoko's indescribable look.

How is it possible, he... If he makes a mistake, he must be honest and will never give Wan'er a chance to make a move.

"He took your wallet." The woman in the purple hat came to her senses, holding the wallet that she had just taken from the pocket of the fallen man.

"what?!"

Aoko then searched her pocket for her wallet, and sure enough... it was gone.

The more I look at the person in front of me, the more familiar he looks.

"you--"

"You are... Miss Judy Hopper!"

"It's me. Tonight is my last magic show. Do you want to come and see it?"

He squatted down and picked up the two tickets that fell on the ground.

Looking at the familiar words above, "Then welcome you all~"

Kuroba Kaito touched his head and was about to say something when his eyes suddenly met someone on the other side.

!!!

It's them!

Are the people from the mysterious organization also eyeing this gem?! Wan'er noticed Kaito's gaze and looked over.

There is no figure anymore.

But there is no need to guess who it is.

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Now that he was here, he should not think about getting away unscathed tonight.

The retreating men in black felt a chill down their spines. The guy with silver hair kept trying to get at them. If they were discovered, it would be difficult to complete the mission.

"Then we'll go to support you tonight!" Qingzi happily took the tickets.

...

At night, the performance hall was packed, and Judy's last magic show obviously attracted a lot of attention.

Regardless of light or dark.

Ginzo Nakamori looked around vigilantly. Plainclothes guards already occupied one-third of the audience.

Sitting next to them were Wan'er and Aoko, who were dragged in to make up the numbers. Kuroba Kaito had quietly gone backstage under the pretext of going to the restroom.

Wan'er had a blank expression on her face as she looked at Ginzo Nakamori beside her.

"Wan'er, do you really not have any other relatives with silver-white hair~"

Every time I'm with this child, I always feel that she is very similar to the recent silver-haired witch.

The seeds of doubt have been planted.

"Oh, Dad~"

"Just watch the show carefully--" Qingzi was helpless and used popcorn to block his father's view.

On the stage, Judy's eyes were indifferent, as if nothing caught her attention.

There was no passion for magic in her eyes, and she even looked a little disgusted. This was not what a normal magician should look like.

Wan'er saw it all.