Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Kurokawa Keisawa walked to a stream, stepped forward and bent slightly.

The stream is very clear and is perfect for use as a mirror.

Oops.

His expression was a little broken.

Kurokawa Keizawa rubbed his face. This won’t do.

He is a law-abiding citizen, a gentle boss, and a humorous partner.

Finally, he smoothed over the frustrated expression on his face.

Kurokawa Keizawa took out his cell phone and checked the time.

Ok.

It's half past one in the afternoon.

The news also reported that the Domoto group was killed because they angered Tenzan Tsuyoshi.

Conan's murder case is also progressing smoothly.

It takes some time to get to the crime scene from here.

If I go there now, I should be able to catch up with the case.

Being idle is also idle.

Then go and have a look.

……

Xiaolan looked at Yoshino Ayaka being taken away by the police car and lowered her head with some disappointment.

"Ms. Ayaka is such a kind-hearted person..."

Conan also felt a little depressed.

"The reason why the legend of the curse of the goddess statue has been passed down continuously is probably because when people commit unforgivable or even unacceptable crimes, they will anger the gods and ultimately not have a good end. Perhaps this is the purpose of the legend..."

Just like this case...

A big hand stretched out from behind Conan and rubbed Conan's little head hard.

Accompanied by a familiar voice.

"What's going on? Why are you talking about such a heavy topic again?"

Xiaolan was surprised: "Brother Kurokawa!"

After Conan struggled to free his head, he hid behind Xiaolan and said, "Brother Kurokawa, what are you doing?"

"Sorry, sorry." Kurokawa Keizawa smiled and took his hand back: "Seeing you guys look so lost, I couldn't help but want to tease you."

Conan puffed up one cheek.

The closer he became to Brother Kurokawa, the more he understood Kurokawa's true nature!

This guy is definitely a black-bellied person!

Still a dark person who likes to play tricks on people!

Xiaolan clasped her hands together and said in amazement: "But you are really amazing, Kurokawa!"

Kurokawa Keizawa raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's wrong?"

"You said last night that the Domoto Group scheduled the opening ceremony at twelve o'clock just to catch up with the deadline for the evening paper. It's exactly right!"

Conan nodded as well: "Yeah, yeah."

If Brother Kurokawa had also participated in the case today, he would not even feel that it was solved in half an hour.

What's more, Brother Kurokawa has that incredible eyesight, maybe he can even expose the Domoto Group's intentions before the murder happens.

It’s a pity that Kurokawa didn’t go to the opening ceremony with them.

If he had known earlier, he would have forcefully pulled Kurokawa into the cable car even if he had to pull his trouser legs!

It's really priceless to know earlier...

Conan sighed.

What a pity!!!

Forget it, next time this happens, he will definitely drag Brother Kurokawa into it!

Conan raised his fist and cheered himself up.

Xiaolan looked behind Kurokawa Keisawa and said, "But where is Mr. Igarashi? He's not with you, Kurokawa?"

Kurokawa Keizawa shrugged. "Igarashi has returned to the hotel to pack his luggage. Shunsuke just called and said that there are a lot of work that needs my approval. I will have to rush back to Beika Town soon."

Kitano Shunsuke, who was still working diligently in the office, said: "A-choo!"

Kitano Shunsuke blew his nose and pushed his glasses up on his face.

Suddenly I felt a heavy feeling on my back, as if a huge pot had suddenly covered my back...

Xiaolan said regretfully: "That's really hard work, Brother Kurokawa, you rarely come out, but you have to go back soon."

Kurokawa Keizawa rubbed Xiaolan's head and said, "It's not that I didn't gain anything. I took a lot of photos this time. Adding the photos I took before, I can probably put it on display again."

Xiaolan cheered herself up: "That's great! Speaking of which, it was a long time ago that Kurokawa-san's last photography exhibition took place!"

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: "Yes, I haven't done it since I took over my parents' job. It's been quite a while."

Xiaolan clenched her fists and said excitedly, "Most of Kurokawa's photography exhibitions were held abroad before, and I never had a chance to go and see them. I will definitely get a ticket this time!"

Drag Yuanzi along to grab tickets!

Xiaolan secretly cheered herself up.

She had heard before that because Kurokawa's photography exhibition was so famous, tickets would basically be sold out within three seconds every time.

Hope I can get a ticket...

/(tot)/~~

Conan: "..."

Conan scratched his head.

Given their relationship with Kurokawa, couldn't they use the back door to ask Kurokawa for a few tickets?

Conan looked up at Kurokawa Keisawa who had a smile on his face, and Xiaolan who had a serious look on her face.

He raised the corners of his lips.

There is a bit of pampering in the helplessness.

Whatever.

Since Xiaolan wants to try it, then give it a try.

At worst, I can secretly find Lin Ye and ask him to get some tickets through the back door.

……

In the deep darkness forgotten by the years, time seems to have stopped flowing and everything is immersed in an eternal silence.

In the center of this silent place, there is a huge bluestone, as smooth as a mirror, as if it is the throne specially prepared by the God of Nature for practitioners.

Above the bluestone, a woman with long silver hair was suspended in the air, her body surrounded by a faint halo, as cold and mysterious as the moonlight.

She was wearing a plain white robe, the hem of which fluttered gently in the breeze, dancing in the air with her long hair, creating a picture that was out of this world.

The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes casting two faint shadows on her fair skin. Her breathing was slow and deep, and each breath seemed to be synchronized with the natural rhythm around her.

Suddenly, a strange wave seemed to penetrate the deep dark silence. It was like a thin silk thread, piercing through the halo around the woman and reaching the depths of her soul.

The woman's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of astonishment appeared in her eyes, which had been as calm as water.

Her eyes penetrated through the layers of darkness, as if trying to capture the source of the fluctuations.

However, the fluctuation was as elusive as a ghost. It appeared and disappeared in her perception, making it impossible for her to determine its exact location.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly.

problem occurs.

what happened?

She slowly descended from the air, her toes lightly tapping on the bluestone, making an almost inaudible sound.

She closed her eyes and tried to capture the fluctuations again, but this time, she was more focused and careful.

Her consciousness was like an invisible net, slowly unfolding, trying to capture every subtle change in the fluctuations.

Time seemed to become sticky at this moment, and every second became unusually long.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the woman's forehead and her breathing became rapid.