Conan World's Fake Passerby Code

Conan's eyes widened, "I didn't come here because you said you wanted to talk to me about the antidote!"

"Oh, the antidote."

Hui Yuanai pulled his head out of He Zhi's matter, and said calmly, "That is to attract you to solve my question."

"Didn't you get the disk with the drug information?"

"Do you think researching the antidote can be done by drinking a soda?"

Huiyuan gave him a sad look, "What's more, I have been dragged out by Hezhi to play around these few days, and I was supervised to go to bed early at night, so I didn't have time to study the antidote."

Conan fell back on the sofa weakly, scratching his head like a chicken coop, "Hurry up and pull Sister He Zhi into the group..."

"Think about it, even if you find an antidote, you won't be able to return to Kudo Shinichi in a fair and honest way, and you will be killed by the organization again."

Haibara Ai patted Conan's shoulder to comfort him.

It's better not to be comforted.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The outside doorbell rang twice.

Conan poked his head to look at the door, "Is Sister Hezhi back?"

"Probably not. The last time I went to Todaiji Temple, I was photographed, and the manager was furious. She was pulled to do some work that didn't require strenuous exercise. I guess I won't be back before night."

Hui Yuanai turned on the phone and confirmed the schedule made by the manager, "Well, I won't be back before six o'clock in the evening."

Who would that be?

Hui Yuanai walked to the door, and was about to open it, but a sudden chill came from his body, and he withdrew his hand again.

"what happened......"

This feeling.

She clutched her beating heart.

Conan came over strangely, "Huihara? What's wrong with you, who is outside the door?"

"I don't think I told you, I have a strong feeling for guys from the black organization."

Hui Yuanai bit her lip and stared at the door, as if there was some terrible beast behind.

The knocking on the door sounded like a series of reminders.

Conan's pupils shrank.

"what do you mean--"

"Yes..." Hui Yuanai's smile was a bit bitter.

"They found it."

Chapter 78 Chris' Reciprocity

Hearing the knock on the door outside, the air in Ali's house suddenly became tense.

"I've been on tenterhooks for so long, and it's finally here."

"But I really shouldn't have asked you to come here today. Now, I've been completely wiped out. It should be said that it's fortunate that the doctor and He Zhi are not at home."

Conan touched the anesthesia figure on his wrist.

I feel... I can't beat it.

He was found at home and couldn't even run away.

Seeing Conan's dignified expression, Huiyuan Ai laughed easily, "How about it, jump out of the window and escape together? Or is there any secret passage in Ali's house that is not known?"

Conan rubbed his chin, "You go to the basement to hide first, we use the detective badge to contact, let me see the situation first. I haven't revealed that I am Kudo Shinichi, so the organization should have no defense against me."

"And it doesn't have to be an organization to silence it."

Huihara Ai was silent for a while, although it was hard for Edogawa to face the organization alone, but his presence would only make things worse, and it was hard for him to run away with his still trembling body .

"That's right, I'll leave it to you for now."

Turning around, he took out a few small boxes from the coat hanging on the hanger, and handed them to Conan, "Take it."

Conan curiously took these small cubes with a square of five centimeters, "What is this?"

"The self-defense tools I made on a whim before, I made them before, and I forgot to bring them when I put them at home at the Cupee Hotel."

Hui Yuanai taught one by one, "The white ones are smoke bombs. If the situation is not good, look for opportunities to escape. The black ones are high-concentration sevoflurane. The members of the organization have been trained to cover their mouths and noses immediately. , at most faint, but you can escape with the smoke bomb."

Conan looked at the dangerous goods in his hands, his face turned green.

The movement of holding the small cube also softened, "What about the green one?"

"sulfuric acid."

Conan's hands trembled.

"Relax at ease."

Although the situation was critical, Haibara still wanted to laugh seeing Conan's face.

"The ingredients and concentration in it are not high. After all, the original purpose of my making these is just for self-defense, not for self-defense when entering the police station. It's just to feel burning and pain, just to scare people. of."

Conan gritted his teeth and gasped, "You really... go to the basement quickly."

After watching Haibara Ai walk away, Conan took a deep breath, and carefully put the small cube into the outer pocket of his clothes.

He walked to the door, patted his face to relax himself, and opened the door.

"Hello?"

A smiling face squeezed through the crack of the door, "Miss He Zhizi, why did you open the door so late?"

Seeing Conan with a confused expression, the visitor bent down and rubbed his head kindly.

"You are Miss He Zhizi's younger sister? Why does it feel a bit wrong?"

"I'm a boy!"

Conan slapped her claws away angrily, took two steps back, and looked at the person in front of him with complicated emotions.

The woman he had mentioned to Hui Yuan just now.

—Chris Wynyard.

She... is from the organization?

Aha, if you are really a member of the organization, if you go to the door and ask for help to lie to Hui Yuan, wouldn't you really be in a trap?

In short, deal with it first...

"Sister, are you here to find Sister He Zhi?"

Conan tilted his head cutely, and said in a childish voice, "But sister He Zhi is not at home, come back next time."

"Aren't you at home? I heard that Miss He Zhizi is at home on vacation. I want to visit her and see her sister by the way."

Chris sighed in distress.

"Ahahaha, Sister He Zhi was caught by her manager two days ago when she went out to play, and she was taken to work today. Sister, you just came here a few days ago."

Conan blocked the door and continued chatting with Chris.

"Well, what about He Zhizi's younger sister? I'm quite curious about what kind of child Miss He Zhizi would want to adopt. I remember that when she was acting in a movie, He Zhizi was still walking around the child .”

Chrissy's long legs were firmly stuck in the crack of the door, and she gently pushed the door against the door with her arms, "Let me go in Kangkang?"

Conan pressed the door hard, smiling innocently with his face up.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Haibara is not at home. I'm just here to help watch the door. Grandpa the doctor said that if I watch the door carefully, he will play his new game for me. It's very difficult for me."

"So beautiful sister, why don't you go back first?"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho!"

Chris looked at the kid behind the door and smiled, "I'm not an outsider, so don't be polite to me. I'll just go in and wait for Miss He Zhizi to come back. So let me in!"

"No!"

"Let me in!"

"Don't let me!"

......

"...what are you guys doing?"

He Zhi stood behind Chris with a cold face, folded his arms and watched as two people, one big and one small, pushed back and forth like bullfights.

"Miss He Zhizi, are you back?"

It was as if Chris had changed her face, and her demeanor suddenly became more elegant.

She withdrew her pinned thigh from the crack of the door, stood tall, and shook the handbag in her hand.

"I'm here to offer condolences... go in and talk?"

The cold wind blew up Chris' golden hair, and Chris leaned against the door with a wicked face, wearing a fiery red dress.

It's cold at first glance.

"Ok."

Although He Zhi felt that he was not very familiar with this woman, in order to prevent Chris from catching a cold, He Zhi frowned and let her into the house.

Although He Zhiming knew that Chris was suspicious.

At first, it was because Conan and Xiao Ai were discussing their own affairs, and wanted to come back and throw Conan out of Ali's house.

Clutching her lower back, she said pitifully that it hurts, and the hard-spoken and soft-hearted manager immediately let herself go.

It's time to come back.

"Thank you~"

Chris rang the doorbell for 10 minutes in the cold wind, then stood in a stalemate with Conan outside the door for 5 minutes, and finally entered Ali's house.

He Zhi took a big cup for Chris and poured it full of Sprite, treating it as hospitality.

"Hey, doesn't Japan serve tea to receive guests?"

Chris took a sip of her Sprite, leaving a hot red lip print on the rim of the glass.

He Zhimian didn't change his face, "I think you might like carbonated drinks more."

I was addicted to it for a while, and impulsively bought more than a dozen barrels of 2.5-liter booze. After drinking two bottles, Xiao Ai knocked on the forehead and told me to stop, leaving a lot.

I thought it took up too much space, so I sent two barrels to Miss Jinguji on the corner of the street.

"Well, I do prefer Sprite to tea."

Sprite Processor No. [-] smiled happily, drank a few more sips, and asked, "By the way, where is your sister? Why isn't she at home?"

Sprite Processor No. [-] quickly waved her little hand, "Haihara was invited by Ayumi to play with her!"

Hezhi nodded, "Well, I said it before. Xiaolan thinks that Ayumi's karate has reached the beginning level, and she wants to take it to compete with junior high school juniors. She said she wants to go with Xiaoai, otherwise will be nervous."

Conan opened his mouth wide.

First grade?

To compare with junior high school?

What did Ran do to Ayumi?

"Is that so, what a pity. Don't you have a picture?"

Chris shook the Sprite regretfully, this is a habit developed by drinking, but it's a pity that shaking the Sprite in the big cup is not mysterious at all, and it is not forced.

"photo......"

After Kris mentioned the photos, Hezhi suddenly realized that he took very few photos of Xiao Ai, only the semi-tourist photos he took when he was at Todaiji Temple.

But even if there is, just don't show it to her.Regardless of whether she is a member of the organization or not, she is suspicious anyway.

So He Zhi was silent for a while, and answered half truth and half false.

"All this time, I forgot to take a picture."