Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 250 Extra Story: Werewolf Killing [[-]]

After returning from the copy of Dog South Pole, Conan scratched his head crazily about how to solve the problem of "Thousand words for his own voice".

So Conan, who used to solve crimes every day and run around facing the wind without losing his hair, has lost an amazing amount of hair recently.

When Beifeng came in to check the room, he saw the back of a dejected oil painting.

Facing Ke Mao all over the place, Gin didn't respond, even ground it with his black boots, and kicked him away in disgust.

Conan, who was always paying attention to the gin, had his eyelids twitching.

"Tomorrow is the day when the new dungeon will be opened, little detective, why haven't you finished your composition yet?" The strange thief who sneaked into Conan's boudoir smiled charmingly, completely unaware of being a guest. draft composition.

As a result, he pulled out Conan's "disabled" composition with one hand before he did.

"Respect other people's right to privacy." Beifeng added solemnly: "And, as Conan's teacher, I should read it first."

Heiyu quickly got angry, and pointed at Beifeng for a long time, but was finally defeated by Gin Jiu's stare, turned around and hugged Conan, complaining: "Look at them..."

"Hehe, you two are the same." The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, revealing long-lost fish eyes. He no longer paid attention to the crowd, nor did he pay attention to Gin.

In this place, not only detectives and thieves, perhaps even detectives and murderers are no longer enemies, and even have to cooperate briefly.

There was some conflict between reason and emotion, Conan frowned and looked out the window.

A window is simulated in the simulated space. Outside the window there is a giant tree that penetrates directly into the clouds. The emerald leaves and twisted roots form a giant eye shape. The fierce eyes of the giant eyes make people palpitate and make Conan, who misses Jilan, think twice. people.

"The common goal is to survive." Can't help but sigh.

And when he came back to his senses, the three people in the room had already left, and his scrap manuscript was on the table.

The manuscript was slightly different. Conan took a closer look, picked up the manuscript and saw that there were two rounds of handwriting revisions on it.

The blue pen is Kuroba Kaito's handwriting.

The red pen is Beifeng, and Conan keenly noticed that the red writing is two different fonts.

……

[Please close your eyes when it gets dark and it is opening]

【Selected members: 50 people】

[Participants in this reincarnation space: Kurosawa Jin, Edogawa Conan, Akai Shuichi]

【The director chooses the supervisor】

【Leading Director: Yuan Su】

[Trigger a copy of the same type of game: Script Kill Kill Kill]

[Selected members: seven people]

[Participants in this reincarnation space: Kurosawa Jin, Morihara Kitaze]

[Actor Kurosawa Jin has been detected to be abnormal...]

[Patch: Kurosawa Jin gets the right to switch dungeons [only valid in this dungeon! 】】

[Game beginning! 】

Outside the room, Beifeng looked at Gin, and Model Worker Gin silently opened his mouth: Wait for me.

Conan, who was still moved in the room, spun, his head hit the ground, and the floor cracked.

Others landed one after another.

Akai Hideichi raised Conan's feet, away from the scene of the accident, while looking around vigilantly.

This seems to be a playground, the playground furnishings are dilapidated, the huge playground looks like a Go board, and these amusement facilities are just distributed at every node where horizontal lines and vertical lines intersect, seemingly ordinary buildings. On the road, there are many pedestrians coming and going, the pedestrians are in a hurry, their faces are expressionless, and their footsteps do not stop at all.

Therefore, the person who stopped among them was even more eye-catching.

Conan thought: What a bright white bald head.

Contacting that rare height, Conan: Ang, is a familiar bald head, a bald head who has met once.

Conan remembered the man's name: Bald Qiang.

After a while, Bald Qiang came to the two of them panting heavily. "Hello! We meet again. Regarding this dungeon, I want to ask, have you received the identity information of the bracelet? Don't worry, I didn't mean to inquire about your identity."

"No." Conan shook his head. "We didn't receive the ID. I thought the Werewolf Killing was playing a game indoors. I didn't expect it to be done dynamically? Maybe it would be very dangerous."

Bald Qiang's expression became serious: "Child, you are right, this is not the kind of werewolf killing."

Just as she was thinking about it, a sweet child's voice came from the wristband ticking: [Welcome to Tutu's werewolf killing playground. This time, the visitor's identity is a werewolf, human, and there is a special identity card, which needs to be triggered by key behaviors! 】

[Among the aborigines in this world... there are ghosts, ghosts will hunt and kill everyone, werewolves! 】

[Rule: One-half of the month is the solstice!When the scarlet moon rises, blood will be scattered all over the land!Note, at this time, werewolf hunters, ghosts hunting werewolves and humans]

[Winning conditions: Humans die, werewolves survive!Or the werewolf dies and the man survives]

[Werewolves have skills: scan people, people have skills: identify, if the identification is successful, the crisis will be resolved. 】

Conan's face suddenly changed. The rules of this game, at least, on the bright side, the ending seems to be doomed: at least half of the people must die.

Didi, Conan's bracelet: [Randomly assigning camps successfully! 】

【You are human! 】

On the other side, Akai Hideichi was stunned for a second.

There is a message in his bracelet: [You are a werewolf]

In front of them, Bald Qiang and Conan had white and tender characters on their heads: people.

The back row is followed by tempting blood-red characters: It is recommended to kill, and the first kill will be rewarded.

(End of this chapter)