Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 215 Gin is playing again
Kudo Shinichi was dumbfounded!

You can't be like this!

Could it be that Kudo Shinichi is going to climb a tree and dig out a bird's nest?In case someone sees it...

The next day's news is guaranteed to be: "Shocked! A high school student named detective Shinichi Kudo first climbed a tree and then dug out the bird's nest. His weight exceeded the tree's capacity, and the branch broke and fell to the ground into a box!"

Ahem...he wants to activate the detective's brain!
Ask the fans to climb trees for him!Or let Xiaolan punch the tree through!
A small light bulb on Kudo Shinichi's head.

The big detective finally shrank his head and turned himself back. Now he has other things that bother him more.

Because after returning to Kudo Shinichi, the contrast is too obvious, and he doesn't want to be a kid anymore.

The teacher on the stage was giving a lecture. Although he was a little sorry for the hard work of the teacher, but... he also wanted to throw the potbellied teacher away and change Beifeng's thoughts. Although he still didn't want to listen to it, at least, Be pleasing to the eye.

……

Gin was in the car, reading the morning paper.

A row of bold characters on the newspaper: Thanks to the drum washing machine for helping to solve the case.

The accompanying picture is a hand-made sketch, sketch: a very wretched boy with a watermelon head, with his feet on his face, sticking out his tongue with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes are curved like a crescent moon, behind him, there is a broomstick The woman looked sharply at the chair stepped on by him, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Gin lit a cigarette and drank it.

After a long while, the cigarette was removed, Qin let out a mouthful of smoke, and he put down the newspaper.

He doesn't recognize this drum washing machine, but this expression is really ugly.

Unlike his boy.

Gin: "?"

Why did such a sentence pop up out of nowhere?

Gin tore the newspaper to shreds suspiciously, feeling relieved.

……

Don't think too much about the excellent page of this newspaper. It's not that the newspaper has a Kudou black fan.

After the Chinese get out of class, when the washing machine saw this newspaper, he was very "moved". After all, this person just changed his hairstyle and made his name homophonic, so he avoided the deadlock of game over!
Really!

The washing machine is so impressive!
His eyes were red with emotion, and the newspaper in his hand was broken in half.

Yuanzi was rolling on the side laughing. "Haha, drum washing machine, you also have today, who can do it! If a man looks good, he will be my No. [-] male god. I want my father to invest in him and make more newspapers like this!"

"Suzuki fish balls! My name is Kudo Shinichi." Kudo Shinichi shouted angrily.

"Hey, how do you know my nickname?" Yuanzi held Xiaolan's hand with a strange expression on his face.

"Hmph, I'm a detective. There's something I don't know." As soon as Kudo Shin put away the newspaper, his anger disappeared. He was a little lucky, and he probably guessed who did it.

Humph……

The uncle's expression, Locke Lee's hairstyle, and Kudo Shinichi's face are perfectly combined together. He is indeed a man squatting on a tree, really amazing.

……

Beifeng was no longer squatting on the tree.

He squatted on the roof.

Because he found that god of necrosis, that god of death, actually followed Qinjiu closely. Beifeng was here to find Qinjiu, but it turned out to be good luck again: two birds with one stone.

That Grim Reaper loves to be curious, he is holding on to the base of the car like a qualified spider spirit.

Then, will Beifeng be friendly to the little goblin who secretly became a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China and followed Gin and Wine?Beifeng replied in a friendly manner: "After the founding of the People's Republic, you are not allowed to become a master."

A piece of "fine" bouncing ball flew out and hit the god of death just right by bouncing off the ground.

Soraimu screamed in pain, he looked at the ground behind him, a Huang Jinjin ball was still rolling, the ball finally stopped, and pointed that funny face at Soraimu.

Sorai looked outside.

It's broad daylight now, so it's not suitable for doing bad things. He saw a few little kids by the side of the road, and thought they were the culprits.

After a moment of silence, Soraime refused to make these silly little furry boys into specimens to tarnish the art. In fact, he would not do anything to children.

The spider Grim Reaper, who was so angry that his teeth were itching, continued to post back to the car, but he didn't notice the stiff hairs between the leaves.

Beifeng just saw that face.

The little thing looks quite unique.

That Grim Reaper, whose real body is taller than Tu Feimi, is 1.5 meters nine by visual inspection, struggling on the edge of 1.5 meters, with a few flowers on the other side painted on his right face, with two sheep's horns on his head, a small cold face, and gray hair Mao, with a very flat expression.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a 180-foot-tall veteran with squinting eyes.

Soraimu would not have imagined that he was already secretly tracking the mission target on the second floor, and there would be another god of death locking his eyes on him on the third floor.

When Gin Jiu's car drove into the private underground garage, Soraime finally couldn't control his shot. He flipped out from under the car seat, and shot a ball of black things from his hand towards the black-clothed man who just opened the car door and walked out. An arm of a man! !

"Peng!"

The car door slammed shut, shutting the "temporary driver" Toru Amuro in the car.

Qin Jiu dodged and did not dodge. The black thread was so fast that it had already entangled his hand. He immediately cut off the sleeve with a knife. The thread became thinner and thinner, but it did not break. Si's thread squirmed on the floor very quickly and approached him!

Silk, suddenly got up and went straight to the heart!

Gin is very cool.

The speed is fast, but it's not impossible to avoid it, and the young man in front of him squinted his eyes, and his expression occasionally showed joy. It can be seen that he didn't use all his strength.

He is playing.

Watch him struggle.

accurate……

it's always been...

Others are his prey!
Gin took out the lighter from his pocket, and pointed it at the silk thread. The thread didn't feel any resistance, but instead licked the flame intimately.

It seems that they are not afraid of fire.

He leaned against the wall and took out a large, colorful gun from his pocket, and the gun sprayed a spray of water.

"Zizzizi!"

There was a smell of electric burnt.

"Hey, human, are you okay~ You can actually get the weapon of hell, but it's not enough to hurt me."

The silk thread abandoned the part that was soaked by the unknown liquid and was shocked by the electric shock, and became more cautious in its actions. The speed was very fast, and it avoided the electric current just right.

Qin Jiu's eyes moved.

Then...

The water gun drew a large circle against the wall above his head, and the electric light flowed with a splash, forming an electric cover, covering the gin inside, and the gin was inside. He licked his chapped lips, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Then, be patient.

Heisi hesitated for a moment, then poked out a small part, trying to reach inside.

"Zi..."

Si immediately became electrified and could not move.

Soraime's face was black, and before the wire was about to conduct electricity to himself, he snuffed it out.

The weapon in this man's hand...

Gin was in the electric circle, and he stretched out his serious gun at Soraime, and he fired a few shots.

Soraime didn't even try to hide, the bullet got entangled in his silk.

Gin was thinking, this thing, he still needs to fend off these things, does it mean...

Qin Jiu took out a grenade from his clothes and pulled it away. Although the movement was a bit loud and might affect him, Qin Jiu just wanted to let it out.

He shook his hand, clattered, and threw the grenade far away, slightly avoiding Bourbon.

Sure enough, the naive Soraime didn't know bombs, and ran over to kick them with a mocking face: "Man, you can't be accurate, why don't you just obediently obey me and hand over the heart that doesn't belong to you."

He just finished.

"biu!"

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Toru Amuro, who was locked in the car, covered his ears wanting to cry without tears.

Can the fight between the two big guys outside be more friendly to the audience?
(End of this chapter)