Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 200 The Smile in the Firelight
"You don't want to kill your daughter, do you?" Conan felt that the eyes were very familiar, and he felt a little palpitation.

That look was really similar to what he had seen before, the look in the eyes of a preparatory murderer with a story before he became a full-fledged player.

"How come, I told you, I'm a good guy." Aladdin said with a smile.

But the door of the room doesn't fit well.

He had just finished making promises, but the door opened a crack, and the gap slowly widened, revealing bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned up in time.

A girl with her head and body separated, her face full of disbelief, her heart still bleeding, bright red, filling the entire space, and a math book was falling not far away.

The smile on Aladdin's face disappeared.

"Ah! I wanted to show my brain power, but now I can only use force... But, little brother, don't worry, I will be gentle." He let out a breath and clapped his hands.

The chrysanthemum lantern with no head and big scissors in its hand came out of that room. It picked up her husband's head and put it on its shoulder, and stood in front of Mao Lilan's comatose wardrobe.Its twisted neck made a crisp sound, and the unknown vocal organ vibrated: "Although I don't have a head, I know that I want to listen to my husband, so now, I'm going to kill you!"

The strange sound was sharp and terrifying, but Conan did not retreat. He calmly and calmly placed the thing that could be kicked, aiming at his toes.

A ray of light passed by.

How realistic the special effects are, how "touching" the effect is.

The thing, passing through the rope lamp and Aladdin's body, hit the ground and penetrated the floor.

The evil spirits who stared at each other.

No injuries.

Conan's face turned green.

Who said physical exorcism?

Isn't Benko's kick physical enough?
Just when he thought so.

The closet door snapped open.

"It's so boring, hey, Conan, what happened here? That's right! The murderer who killed the police, I saw his face!"

When Xiaolan walked down, her foot slipped and hit the head that was knocked down by the closet door. She slipped again and landed on Conan's shoulder.

Conan gritted his teeth and suppressed the mouse cry.

He tried his best to show Xiaolan the responsibility of a little boy.

……

Gin and Northwind hang out in their little fire scene, and then just hang around and something goes wrong.

In front of Qin Jiu, there are two souls, a man and a woman.

Two weak souls.

But it was the last thing Gin wanted to see now.

That woman is only a mixed race born in England, and her profession is a doctor. Her life experience is very simple except for being intertwined with organizations.
The man next to her, Koji Miyano, the man who was once known as the "mad scientist", stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch something, but in the end, it passed through Gin's chest, and his mouth opened It seemed that they wanted to say something again, but before they had time to say it, the two of them turned into some faint lights and dissipated.

The woman didn't speak the whole time, but with clear eyes, she wanted to meet Gin's eyes.

They were not the ones who came to Gin to collect debts.

But...

Spots of light from outside filtered into the cremated laboratory.

"The man said: Goodbye." Bei Feng said to Gin Jiu who was lost in thought.

Gin opened his mouth, but held Beifeng's hand tightly with his hand.

"It doesn't matter, Qin, those two souls have no grievances, they just came to fulfill their last wish."

Gin nodded.

I snapped their eldest daughter, lost their youngest daughter, and violated their wishes before they died.

Yes, they don't hate me.

Gin believed it himself.

……

Speaking of which, the broken relationship between Gin and Koji Miyano and his wife...

Be it, evil fate.

He and the woman Belmode are the only two living examples of that kind of experiment being successful.

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Experimental subjects: 600 people.

Survive: two.

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Experimental operators: Miyano Atsushi, Fujii Ye, Miyano Elena.

Unlike the others, Gin petitioned himself to join the experiment.

That gentleman doesn't interfere with Gin's decisions.

……

experiment,

It hurts.

Therefore, in the face of most of the pain now, he can not change his face.

Later, this study with a high mortality rate was canceled due to various reasons, and there are still two living cases, and he is one of the miracles.

In the next few years, Gin also gradually showed its prominence. In the blink of an eye, he was organizing a place that was not his home but his "home". The Miyano couple, logically, did not Should have any intersection with him.

until……

That day……

He was injured, he was infused with fluids in the examination room, and suddenly the FBI raided that branch.

Gin was 24 years old at the time.

……

Yes, Koji Miyano that guy!
In the name of Gin's father, he took away the unfilial son who "does not repent" and "addicted to pyramid schemes".

The policeman asked, "How old is your son? When did you join the organization?"

Housi: "24, I don't know. I guess it's because of a sudden interest recently. You can tell how bad he is by looking at his hair."

He'd rather break out of prison himself than go free with a fine and acquittal for this silly reason.

……

So, as soon as the unfilial gin came out, he immediately gave the old man who took advantage of it two bullets.

Good things come in pairs.

Then the guy lay in the hospital for half a month,
Ribs were broken by him.

……

Why does he still let the people who take advantage live.

Of course only because he is valuable.

……

after that……

We met again because of the public bathhouse.

……

Well, his daughter was regarded as a man by himself.

They turned their backs to each other, and took a bath together through the baffle.

Later, I learned that the girl with brown hair also regarded him as a woman.

Because, I have never seen a man with long hair.

……

What he will never forget the most is the relieved smile in the eyes of the couple before they died.

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There are so many stories, and there are a lot of them when you think about it.

Can't say enough.

I don't want to talk about personal privacy and face.

Thinking about something, Qin Jiu stroked Beifeng's hand in his palm, unconsciously evoking a powerful smile.

"Ah! Sydney."

Beifeng is used to the daily smoking of gin, he can do without ice cream.

"Ah! Ice cream!"

Gin, who was in a good mood, raised his tone, and sipped the ice cream happily.

Beifeng: "..."

"Okay, Jean, let go."

Gin will not let go.

Beifeng pinched Qin Jiu's waist skillfully.

But it's like pinching a piece of iron.

Qin Jiu, having anticipated Beifeng's movements, he gathered a thin layer of iron around his waist in advance.

However, he still underestimated the power of non-human beings. The North Wind easily deformed the iron sheet, and by the way, pulled out a slender ear from the waist of the gin.

The gin flicked and flicked before letting go against the funny purple background.

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Beifeng let go of the hand on Qinjiu's waist and looked outside. Hundreds of souls with glowing eyes opened their teeth and claws and rushed in. After counting, he sighed: "There are a total of [-], that's great, just chop them up casually." They're all enemies."

Beifeng, who was looking for a weapon, finally took out a salted fish stick, and continued to add: "108, the number is good, it's a pity not to shoot Outlaws of the Marsh."

Gin raised his head and glanced at those familiar souls with "strangeness". He nodded, put down Raibert skillfully, and picked up the water gun sent by the wind.

Gin's heart: "There are one hundred and eight... Let me see who they are."

Qin, who was full of arrogance, glanced around, then looked at the floor in confusion.

I don't know each other.

Was it me who clicked, didn't touch the porcelain?
It really does.

A confused Matsuda Jinping soul mixed into it.

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"Gin Jiu, long time no see, I'm so lonely down there, come and accompany me!" The old man, codenamed Pisker, who had a monstrous resentment towards Gin Jiu because of his inexplicable death, was the first to express his opinion.

As soon as his ghost head poked out, he was pulled out effortlessly by the ghost state Beifeng.

"You can't look for gin even if you're lonely. His itinerary today is mine." Beifeng never concealed his words and went straight to the point.

On the contrary, it startled Pisker.

It also brightened up Gin's originally complicated mood of seeing a deceased old acquaintance.

A touch of sadness should not belong to gin.

(End of this chapter)