Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 63

That thing was taller than the white tree, about a meter wide, and about half a palm thick.

It appeared so abruptly that Xuecunling didn't stop and slashed heavily on it.

Sound waves like a tide spread loudly, and numerous cracks appeared on the scythe in an instant. Xuecunling's eyes blurred, and she collapsed at the foot of the white tree. She covered her ears in vain, "The door panel...is this your spiritual weapon?"

"...It's a piano, okay! Didn't you hear it ringing? Although I also think this thing is very much like a door panel..."

Bai Shu came out from the back of the piano, raised his finger and plucked it casually, and the strings made a series of duangduang unpleasant noises.

Several strings stretched out in response to the sound, connecting to Xuecunling's joints, and two more strings pierced through her forehead, which looked a bit penetrating.

Bai Shu looked at her with emotion, "It's been so many years, and you're still the first one to bump into it on your own initiative."

Xuecunling heard the sarcasm in his tone, and felt that she should refute at this time, but for some reason, her limbs did not intend to move at all, and gradually, even her thinking slowed down.

After Bai Shu squatted down and looked at her for a few seconds, Xuecunling's hostility collapsed. It was hard to describe the feeling - she just felt that the person in front of her had become her own brain, and she was his limbs for him to drive. , unable to resist, and even unable to raise the awareness of resistance.

Even if Bai Shu asked her to wrap her in egg liquid and sticky bread crumbs to jump into the frying pan, she would immediately execute it without blinking an eye.

Of course Bai Shu didn't let her die directly, he still had something to ask.

He squatted next to Xuecunling without any image, and asked casually, "Who told you that you can resurrect humans by killing the god of death?"

"Yes..." Xuecunling's lips twitched a few times and then closed again. Her eyes were confused and out of focus.

I want to obey all his demands, I want to tell him everything... But that memory seems to be hidden in the deepest shadow of the sea, and I can't grasp it or remember it.

Xuecunling became anxious, tears flowed uninterruptedly, feeling extremely frustrated that she could not meet his requirements.

Bai Shu patted her forehead like a ripe watermelon, and a few strands of strings slipped through his fingers. Bai Shu took out the patience he had accumulated for several days, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, you just need to Just try to remember and leave the rest to me.”

Xuecunling nodded ignorantly, trying to push back the memory bit by bit, Bai Shu focused on her eyes, at the end of the dusty memories, he finally saw a slightly familiar figure.

Hey, it's a pity that it is not in this plane now, otherwise it would be another big bonus.

But even if he only provides information, the boss will be somewhat expressive...

Bai Shu took out his small notebook and quickly jotted down a few notes.

Just after finishing writing, an exclamation suddenly came from a distance, "Naoki?! Hey! Are you all right!"

Bai Shu was startled, and his attention was drawn away from Xuecunling's mind. When he turned around, he saw a child coming out of the dilapidated bungalow in no time, and pounced on the body of Naoki Fujiwara and Toruka Amuro who fell to the ground. that girl.

...Why are you everywhere!
Bai Shu felt that his head was getting bigger.

He remembered that after Fumyo Edogawa took Conan away, he locked him in the kitchen of a small dilapidated house. Conan's father, Yusaku Kudo, dressed up as another man in black. The two talked in the living room, deliberately letting Conan steal Hearing the conversation, thought they were going to have a deal next.

After the two left, Conan wanted to stop the transaction, so he was successfully lured to a restaurant by his parents. No matter how he thought, he shouldn't be here...

Eh wait...

Small broken house?
Bai Shu turned his head to look at the small bungalow in the yard, and understood.

Thinking about it carefully, this house really meets the requirements, it is broken and remote, and it is especially suitable for doing things.

... As expected, as long as there is an event, you can meet him everywhere!
Conan couldn't see the spirit body, and all his attention was focused on the three physical bodies next to him.

Bai Shu put away his notebook, glanced at Xuecun Ling who was kneeling on the ground with his head down, and patted the piano standing behind him, "I see you off, the door panel."

The strings were withdrawn from Xuecunling's body, and the huge qin twisted for a while, shrinking into a small red bird the size of a palm.

The first thing it did after it took shape was not to pounce on Xuecunling, but to quickly step on the top of Baishu's head, flapping its wings and shouting angrily, "You are the door!"

Bai Shu pulled it away with a slap, and glanced at Conan, who was strangling Fujiwara Naoki, "Hurry up, he will strangle him to death."

The little bird flew away angrily, pounced on Xuecunling and took a bite. Centering on the place where it pecked, the female death god twisted into a vortex, and finally condensed into a seed-sized crystal, which was swallowed by the door panel. went in.

It clicked the bird's beak twice, and commented, "It's a bit bitter."

"It's as if you have a sense of taste." Bai Shu grabbed it and put it away, hurried to the side of the body, and lay down inside.

As soon as he returned, he felt a dull pain in his body, Shirasu hissed, pushed aside Conan's hand that was pinching him, and sat up.

Conan shook his numb hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "You were not silenced."

Then he ran towards Toru Amuro and the girl again, while trying to give first aid, he said to Bai Shu, "Did the two men in black attack you, call the police first."

"What kind of woman in black, I didn't see it. I just thought the scenery here was good. I came here for a walk, but I accidentally fell asleep."

Bai Shu opened his eyes and talked nonsense, thinking of calling the police, save some face for your mother, she just froze, squatting in the police station was too heavy for her.

Conan looked at him suspiciously, "Wait, you saw her pour my medicine with your own eyes, didn't you forget?"

To be honest, when he saw someone outside the house from the kitchen window, and that person looked like Shiroki, his first reaction was that this unlucky partner was silenced by Fumyo Edogawa.

So when I found out that he was still alive just now, Conan was also surprised when he was pleasantly surprised: this doesn't quite resemble the behavior style of that organization.

Unless...they're experimenting with new drugs again?
Since they can make medicine that can make people smaller, it seems that it is not impossible to make people's memory confused.

...Seeing that Conan's brain hole is getting bigger and bigger, Bai Shu wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and interrupted him with a dry smile, "It's really nothing, you seem to be in a hurry, you have something to do, hurry up , I will send these two people to the hospital in a while."

Conan responded, but didn't move.

Although he really wanted to stop the black organization's deal, but Bai Shu looked very wrong, and he was not at ease.

Conan hesitated and asked again, "You really don't remember what happened at the door of Dr. Ali's house?"

(End of this chapter)