[Conan Doujin] Let's become smaller together · Part 1

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After Dr. Ari, Hattori, and Haibara made several trips and dragged Mori Kogoro and Fei Eri, who was more than 20 years younger, back to the car, they finally couldn't help but sprawled on the ground, moving tiredly. It's unbearable, even if the ground is full of blood.

Well, there are already three blood men in the car, and I don't care about two or three more.

Originally, moving two adults and one child was not so labor-intensive, but because they had to hold their breath to avoid inhaling ether, they had to run far away when they were about to breathe, so as not to breathe too hard and accidentally inhale everywhere The scattered ether eventually fainted by itself, so don't increase the amount of exercise too much.

Conan?The guy who can hardly stand still if he sprains his ankle twice and then moves his foot will be useless, so let's not add to the chaos.

Before finally getting into the car, Conan glanced at the scene and suddenly picked up the bottle of magic acid on the ground.

As soon as the lid of the magic acid was opened, the pungent smell made several children at similar altitudes burst into tears. Conan moved his feet, and finally found that the piercing pain really made him unable to walk.Pursing his lips, Conan reluctantly called Hattori over and gave him such instructions.

Hattori took the bottle and walked to the place where Ran and Eri had fallen - it was easy to recognize, because there were still some dry places in the center that were not covered by blood, or in other words, the blood in those places was covered by the clothes on their bodies. Absorption reduced a lot.

Hattori shook the bottle casually and poured the solution, being careful not to splash on himself - otherwise the cast all over his body would not be able to save him.

After hearing a few "puff puff puffs", several splash-shaped black holes sank deeply in this place, and then he watched Dr. A Li carry Conan into the car, then turned around and put the bottle towards Conan's original place. Throw it where you stand.

There was a chaotic sound of "dingling jingling", and the remaining liquid medicine splashed, corroding a small black hole in an instant.

"Ether!" Huiyuan handed a bottle out from the car window and reminded, "Put the gray bottle in the innermost second layer of the first-aid kit."

If it's a disguise, at least make up the ether.Otherwise two empty bottles, whiskey not so stupid.

Fortunately, she has everything in her first aid kit. At least one bottle of ether may not be enough, but half a bottle is fine.

Hattori nodded, took the ether in the first aid kit from Conan, and then the bottle in Haibara's hand, and poured it in.Then he twisted the bottle cap at random and rolled it into the corner, creating the illusion of leaking after being kicked off.

The yellow beetle quickly backed up and left the place without being stained with blood on the ground.

The traces of coming and going were also found and cleared by the two detectives one by one.

For example, they dragged an iron cabinet to cover the big hole in the wall where the experimental magic acid came out.If you want to come to Whiskey, you won't remember whether this place was originally blank or an iron cabinet.For another example, even though there were no wheel marks on the ground, there were still bloody footprints, which were covered by the soil they shoveled up from the ground.

They should be thankful that even though it is very close to Mihua high-end apartments, it is a cheap warehouse area after all, and no one is willing to spend money to rectify a cement road.

Fortunately, the wounds on Fei Yingri and Ran were also forcibly frozen by the ether that was mistakenly poured with whiskey. For the time being, they did not spurt blood in horror like Hattori—maybe they have finished spraying?At least their evacuation left no trackable traces.

Four hours later, Whiskey, who was struggling with the sequelae of his head, turned back, searched carefully, and picked up his bottles and jars.

Not suspicious.

Perhaps he thought those people had brought the body back.

After all, the ground has been corroded like that, let alone the person who was directly poured into it?