Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 328
Baishui didn't want to be childish with the winner, and didn't want to repeat "Shinichi Kudo is really not my idol", so he retracted his gaze from the mirror, turned off the shower, and walked back to the living room while wiping his black hair.

The night outside the window is like a sparkling galaxy, with countless large or small snowflakes falling.

A dark shadow flew over against the heavy snow, and the crow skillfully landed on the window sill, knocked open the window with its beak, and struggled aggrievedly into the living room, just facing the white water.

Its red eyes lit up, and it immediately threw away most of the grievances, and threw itself on the table happily, while looking up and waiting for the clean white water to touch the dirty self, while reluctantly pinching out the rest of the grievances with its throat , "Gah."

"quack……"

"Gah!"

It was expressing its grievances, expressing that it was very happy and excited to start to act, but it just stared at Ginzo Nakamori and sucked up the anger for a while, before even absorbing [-]% of the anger, Baishui retreated neatly .

I was so wronged that I whimpered a little, and felt that I had only saved a little bit after taking action several times, it was a waste.

And, 'touch me touch me touch me! ! ! '.

The final will was very strong, and it didn't match up with the grievances that I barely settled down and didn't let go of immediately. The front and back were very severe, and my true purpose was fully exposed.

Crow doesn't care.

It stared at Baishui helplessly, paced, and rubbed towards Baishui centimeter by centimeter, it seemed that if Baishui didn't touch it, it would touch Baishui by itself.

Bai Shui: "..."

To be able to express his grievances first before impatiently asking for a touch, to be able to restrain himself and slowly rub against him, instead of falling from the sky and throwing him into his arms like a chubby watermelon, this guy is really wronged.

He sighed calmly, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the crow feather a few times, then withdrew his hand, and wiped the ashes on his hands without any trace.

Kuroba Kaito sent a strong condemnation, "It's too much."

But it's not for the crow, but for the crow, "You obviously talk too much!"

He originally thought that Bai Shui would retreat immediately after the initial shock, but he didn't expect Bai Shui to wait patiently for the crow to come back, and even tucked his tail for him, putting away the follow-up of the Golden Eye.

Simply incredible!

And clearly realized: This guy is really happy.

The crow is also keenly aware of its master's emotions, otherwise it wouldn't be rubbing over centimeter by centimeter like black red glue.

Kuroba Kaito commented: "The guy who exposed the master's emotions."

He blurted out cheerful words, "It's still dirty, there's dust on the wings, don't touch it!"

crow:"……"

The black glue that was soft into a sticky ball suddenly exploded and burst into anger, "Gah!"

It retracted the blown feathers in seconds, raised its head and rubbed against the white water, indicating that it didn't blow up its hairs against the white water, and continued to be angry, "Gah!!!"

Kuroba Kaito: "Slightly slightly!"

Bai Shui: "..."

How did this start?

Why is it that a human being quarrels with a crow, but he is not surprised at all, so calm that it seems that as long as it is Kuroba Kaito, no matter what happens is normal?

However, as long as it is Kuroba Kaito, no matter what happens, it is indeed normal.

Even if it is unilaterally angry with the crow.

Bai Shui sighed calmly, pressed his fingers against the crow's forehead, and comforted the crow with his experience, "Don't be angry."

The arc of the crow's fried hair narrowed, and he was wronged and turned into glue sticking to his fingers, and he yelled softly, "Gah, gah..."

It sounds like a complaint, and it is.

But complaints are useless.

"I can't quarrel with him," Bai Shui dismissed, and sent out comforting words that were not comforting at all, "Don't be angry, calm down."

Mainly, "Qi is useless."

crow:"?"

"In the future," Bai Shui said very sincerely, "he will be even more angry."

crow:"???"

It sounded a little suspicious of hurting himself, but before the crow's little brain could react, Kuroba Kaito immediately sneered with hatred: "He meant to stand against me, huh."

Crow: "...Gah!!!"

The crow's cry was very harsh, and in the second half of the provocative and angry quack, an even harsher voice sounded, suppressing the anger.

"Jingling! Jingling!!"

It was the ringtone of an incoming call, but it was not the ringtone of the mobile phone, but the ringtone of the incoming call of Kuroba's landline.

This was the first time Bai Shui heard the landline ringing, and he subconsciously looked at it.

Kuroba Kaito became surprised, "Hey, someone actually called the landline?"

"I remember that only my mother and the police department know the landline number... Could it be my mother?"

The landline was on the cabinet near the door, and it was vibrating with the ear-piercing ringtone, and even the cabinet was trembling slightly, and the photo of Kaito Kuroba and his parents next to him was also trembling slightly.

Bai Shui picked up the phone, looked at the group photo a few more times, "Hello?"

There was wind on the other end of the phone.

It was the high-altitude wind, whistling towards every inch of height, and poured in the wind of the phone.

There was also a sound of breathing.

But there was no human voice to speak.

Bai Shui waited, frowning slightly, "Hello."

The sound of the wind whizzed by, muffled the sound of breathing close to the phone.

Kuroba Kaito: "It's not right."

Normal people don't stay silent after making a phone call.

Bai Shui didn't make another sound. He lowered his eyes to the screen of the landline, scanned the call time which jumped to more than ten seconds, and reached out his hand neatly to press the hang-up button.

The moment he was about to press down, he heard a chuckle.

A sound that rang close to the phone and passed through the microphone completely and clearly, making people in Baishui chuckle in their ears.

The laughter was hoarse and magnetic.

Bai Shui paused in the action of pressing the hook button, and he moved the microphone away without hesitation.

The caller who had been silent all this time finally spoke, with a low voice like a leisurely cello, "I'm very sorry, I probably disturbed your happy mood."

With a smile on his face, he said slowly, "Kid the Phantom Thief."

It was the voice of Kaitou Crow.

Bai Shui's eyes moved, and he moved the microphone away a bit.

"I'll watch your performance tonight," the Phantom Thief Crow laughed again, and said unhurriedly, "Especially the last costume show, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful."

"You, a despicable imitator, can actually imitate two or three points of the essence of my senior brother's cross-dressing. It is really not easy."

When speaking, the strange thief crow's tone was relaxed and comfortable, not like talking to a 'despicable imitator', but as if he was having a friendly conversation with his own child.

Same friendly attitude as the first half of the first call.

But the second half of the first call...

Bai Shui withdrew his hand that was pressing the on-hook button, and clasped the front of the cabinet silently, waiting quietly for the reversal.

In the next second, the already low voice of Kaitou Crow became even lower, "Are you trying to change my senior brother's attire?"

He said coldly: "I thought you were just a poor imitator, but I didn't expect you to be a brainless fool."

"Phantom Thief Kidd's outfit, can you change it?"

"You dare to change, but have you ever considered the consequences?"

For Kuroba Kaito, the consequences are indeed serious: once Baishui is very resistant, it is likely to receive ['You' have turned on friend verification, you are not your friend yet, please send a friend verification request first, and then Santuchuan waited patiently for the other party's rejection] for a prompt.

For Bai Shui, the consequences are also very serious: the whole world will discuss this matter in a tone of surprise, countless eyes will pay attention to him, and he will usher in the most anticipated moment.

However, it was not the turn of the strange thief crow to speak.

Bai Shui said clearly: "**."

He hung up quickly.

(End of this chapter)