Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 103 Charity event [[-]]

Little by little time passed, at twelve o'clock, after the two doors of the mask hall were locked, the east and west rooms were completely separated. Tonight, the night wind is blowing, and there is another poor person in the world who is about to be expelled from you.

Of course, the initiator is not him.

Occasionally, he got the light of Kogoro Mori and temporarily stayed for one night as a guest and friend. The courier brother who succeeded in his position sat on the recliner in the double room, flipping through the death manual, with a leisurely posture.

On the big bed, a mass of moving objects with unknown human nature could be vaguely seen. They did not snore, but the sound of shaking the bed was louder than snoring, and their sleeping positions were not very harmonious.

Kaito-san was probably tired of carrying fast food at noon.

Beifeng mobilized the mobile phone silently, the sound of beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping and beeping.

Listen to it again.

The slender fingers followed the inner voice and clicked on the replay.

It's okay to listen to Ke's screams, and watch the bed-shaking video together, it's really happy.

I can't help squinting my eyes...

At this time, the phone rang, it was Gin Jiu's special ringtone for special care.

What's going on this late at night?
However, Jean still remembered making the phone call, fully demonstrating that the organization hadn't abandoned him yet.Unlike Bourbon, he retired early, and was even free enough to work four jobs.

Beifeng really doesn't have such a strong energy, and work...

Three copies are enough.

Nothing but three.

"Hey, Moet, Haruno Shiho's follow-up is out."

"It's Haruno Shiai." Beifeng kindly corrected the wrong name of Gin.

Gin: "..."

Thinking about it day and night, Sydney, getting addicted to ice cream and working all day long, the model worker, who is getting thinner and thinner, curled his lips in defense: "I can't remember the names of people in a mess."

He drinks gin and never memorizes those unscrupulous things, because he is not Curacao, although his memory is also good, but... as he gets older, he still has to learn to care about himself, and can't always fill his mind with junk.

"Haruno Shiai, the organization over there has already politely greeted those police officers, and the Ministry of Public Security will not disturb the situation. Then, the Federal Reserve Group has annexed [-]%. The executor, Bourbon."

Beifeng hummed.

It took less than a week to run a big company, and the efficiency was good, but it's a pity... The executor found the wrong person, Bourbon, he is a "cute" who can report wrong data.

"The disc is still with you."

"Ah."

"Bring it over tomorrow."

"it is good."

"you……"

"..." pretending to be dead.jpg
……

The word "embarrassment" popped out of their minds instantly.

"Ming..."

"Ah."

"Do you like black, or... white?"

Beifeng was silent for a while, and continued: "Actually, it depends on the situation."

This, it can be regarded as a test... White represents the light camp, that is, the red side, which is the "enemy" of the black organization.

"White is beautiful and clean." Qin Jiu said quietly, his voice unknowingly tinged with ice cold.

White…

Too bad he won't have it, never will.

Therefore, it is not bad to appreciate the white withering.

Those so-called white good people are always good at creating miracles in despair, unite bonds with faith, and have companions, they believe that everything can be successful.

ridiculous!

They just haven't faced real despair yet.

"Black, just black, can also be beautiful." Beifeng added.

Qin Jiu let out a heck in his heart.

Black... because it contains everything so that people can't see its filth, black!Those people are better at killing each other, and they beat their teammates hard.

Like Chianti, she has done too much of this kind of thing, he seriously doubts whether she, Chianti, is an undercover talent?

But he would not doubt North Wind.

It's not because of anything else, but his obsessive behavior of sending the corpse and the murderer to the police station actually suits his appetite for gin.

It would be great to send the corpse to match the murderer, lest he, who is a good winery, be blamed all day long!

Throughout the year, no murder case could be found, either the street gangsters were responsible, or the brewery was responsible...

He, Gin, was even harder.

……

"Peng!" Suddenly there was a loud noise in the living room. In the room with good sound insulation, even hearing this, the door of the next room suddenly opened.

After a while, there was a sudden movement in the mask hall, and Mao Li shouted: "The mask is gone!"

Concentrating on the upstairs, there was a sound, something falling and something splashing...

Opening the door of the room, he saw the backs of a group of people running upstairs.

Qinjiu's side suddenly fell silent, and after a while, he quietly added: "Your side, something happened again."

declarative sentences used.

"I'll take a look first."

There was a busy tone on the phone, and Qin Jiu was worried about the phone bill, so he hung up.

Beifeng: "..."

on the stairs:
"In the cat's eyes, I saw a patch of red. Is this going to happen?" Song PingShou said cautiously.

"Nothing happened, it's just a dead person." "Nagara Haruka" said indifferently.

The cold tone aroused Conan's suspicion.

This "woman", in black clothes!So indifferent to life.

Is it...

……

However, it is more important now!Get the door open!Conan gritted his teeth.

my head!You must work hard!
Beifeng was walking upstairs, just in time to see Conan bumping his head at the door of Su Fang's room on the third floor of the West Wing.

Conan jumped up! 180 degree rotation!He showed a confident smile!
I t****...

What is that, the door!If you hit like this, aren't you afraid that your skull will be broken?

There is no strong shoe blessing!After all, Conan can't jump upside down, kick his head with a shoe and shoot himself out, right?

"This silly boy!"

Beifeng picked out a brick with his hands, slapped it on the door, and swept his long legs, and the door fell straight down. Beifeng even picked up Conan.

Conan, it's not cute to be in a daze.

"Conan."

"what?"

"Now, recite the definition of human beings."

"Humans are advanced animals that can make and use tools..." The voice lowered a little bit, and Xiao Ke lowered his head.

He was wrong, he definitely uses tools next time!
Turning his head to look into the room, Conan's face turned from blushing to pure white.

dead!
There are so many masks!There was a lot of blood splattered here and there!Looking directly at everyone with empty eyes, Xiaolan rolled her eyes on the spot, slipped and fell to the ground, and pressed the stunned little detective under her.

The soft and elastic body is right in front of your eyes, but the round but large strip is touching Conan's head, preventing him from burying his face in the raging waves, ah!This annoying little fairy~
This...

damn phone!
Conan gritted his teeth.

Xiaolan wanted to get up, but she sprained her ankle and hit Conan again.Conan was deflated, with only one breath remaining, and was picked up from the ground by Hui Yuanai.

Hui Yuan Ai: (=_=).

She hasn't woken up yet.

A rare scene: the girl has messy hair, walks like floating, with a different kind of cuteness.

Beifeng thinks it's short of cat ears~
But, so good.

He looked at Conan with disgust.

This little Ke, that is, has a nice voice, the rest is hard to describe.

(End of this chapter)