Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

Abbot Tianyong struggled hard, but because he drank too much alcohol, his movements were not very flexible, and his struggling movements were a few beats slower.

After the initial anger, Xiunian looked at the dying old man under his command, and gradually began to panic.

But thinking about what Tianyong had done, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and exerted force again, wanting to strangle people to death as soon as possible so that he would not regret it.

Unexpectedly, the hand suddenly loosened at this moment, and Xiu Nian fell backward unexpectedly, knocking over the wine table.

He opened his eyes in panic and sat up with a shocking bullet. He thought the belt was of poor quality, but he didn't expect to see a neat cut on the belt and a pair of scissors shining with cold light next to him.

The old monk was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. Xiunian glanced at him, then raised his eyes nervously. He saw the guest wearing a mask holding the scissors and playing with them twice.

Afterwards, the guest wiped off his fingerprints, threw the scissors back into the toolbox in the distance, and suddenly said, "Children should study hard, and don't do things like killing people and releasing water all day long."

Xiu Nian was frightened and pointed at him suspiciously: "You, you can talk!?"

Shiraishi ignored this silly question, turned around and took out the yellow spring candle, and threw a translucent cloudy crystal on it.

A faint blue flame ignited.

Under its reflection, a tall and handsome young man appeared in the room out of thin air.

Zhongnian first took two steps to get used to the gravity.

Then he immediately walked to Xiunian's side, touched his younger brother's bald head, and slapped it hard: "How dare you do such a **** thing! You're so brave!"

…

Similar to the last Nanao Yaeko, after Zhongnian died, he also successfully obtained some props.

One is an automatically generated gag order to prevent ordinary people who happen to be there—such as his younger brother Xiunian from revealing information that should not be disclosed.

As for the other piece...

Seeing Zhongnian taking a deep breath, Baishi slapped it into the old monk's skull.

A few seconds later, the old man staggered to his feet. He looked terrified, but he could only watch as he took off his heavy monk robe, pulled out a roll of tape beside the toolbox, and walked towards the confinement room holding it.

After seeing the tape, Xiu Nian seemed to have guessed something.

He grabbed the hem of Zhongnian's clothes, and kept muttering the Buddha's name, his face turning pale. Although he is not a pure materialist, it is the first time he has seen such a strange thing in his life.

"Go back to sleep, and let your other senior brothers see you." Baishi pulled Xiunian away from his brother and shook the candle, "Immediately, or I'll turn off the fire."

"Go, I'll find you when I'm done!"

Zhongnian also waved his hand, but he didn't show too much reluctance to his younger brother. After all, in the past six months, he has been drifting behind his younger brother a lot.

Xiu Nian was not too stubborn, and looking at Baishi's hand hanging on the flame, he knew that once the flame was extinguished, Zhong Nian would "disappear", so he didn't insist on staying any longer, and turned back to the dormitory step by step.

The old monk walked in front with writing tools, and Shiraishi followed behind like a supervisor.

He glanced at Zhong Nian with a calm expression next to him: "I thought you were all about not killing, but I didn't expect you to do it so easily."

"It wasn't me who killed Master, it was the killing intent in his heart. What I gave to him just now was also the karmic retribution talisman that I asked for after chanting scriptures for the living beings in the mountains for two years."

Zhongnian clapped his palms in a good manner. Although his attitude was not very pious, his movements were barely in place:

"Doing good karma will bring happiness, and doing bad karma will bring bitter fruit. What Master is doing now is to eliminate karma in advance. As a junior, how can I not help him achieve his wish."

"..." The old monk murdered, drank, and hid pornographic magazines in his bedroom. The apprentice he taught now is indeed a ruthless person...

The two of them quickly came to the confinement room.

The walls of the confinement room are thickly painted, ostensibly to prevent detainees from climbing up the walls and slipping away.

But in fact, people are not geckos, and it is impossible to climb ten meters with bare hands along the bare walls. And thanks to these paints, the practice room is not so easy to leak.

Abbot Tianyong came out of the small window at the bottom of the confinement room like a walking corpse, and carefully covered the gap with tape. After that, he threw the tape in the direction of the river down the mountain, and went to the warehouse to drag a small rubber boat and began to inflate.

The fuel that Baishi digs out is more resistant to burning than the one that comes with the wandering soul.

Last time, after Nanao Yaeko frightened people, she turned transparent again, and the whole process only took a few minutes.

But now more than ten minutes have passed, but Zhongnian is still able to play in the water in the confinement room with strength, and there is no sign of the yellow spring candle going out.

Shiraishi watched for an hour or two, and when the water started pouring in, Zhongnian helped the old monk "kill himself", then he put away the burning candle and prepared to go back to his room.

Not only Xiunian, but he himself needs an alibi.

Although you can let the body sleep in the cloth ball, act as a "mask mask", and continue to supervise the work by yourself.

But it's less risky to let Zhongnian take revenge than to expose his body. First, he seems to be a sensible person; secondly, even if he wants to be confused, isn't there a younger brother in the dormitory who can be a hostage.

After Huang Quanzhu entered the bag, there was also a small flame on its corresponding icon, which burned very vigorously.

The bedroom was on the diagonal of the confinement room, and just after passing through a long corridor, Shiraishi suddenly heard a man screaming in front of him.

He was startled and walked over quickly.

…

Actually it's no big deal.

—Maori Lan woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, but she didn’t dare to go alone, so she shook Kogoro Maori and let her sleepy father accompany her.

On the way over, Maori Kogoro yawned and complained that she was too timid, so Maori Lan washed her hands before going out, she saw a misty dog ​​mask hanging on the wall, and her heart was pranked, wearing it and leaned behind Maori Kogoro.

Mouri Kogoro felt someone approaching, and turned his head ignorantly.

I thought I could see a beautiful and lovely girl, but I saw a horrible grimace at a glance, so I let out that scream.

Mao Lilan was also taken aback by him. After a while, she came back to her senses: "...How can you say that I am cowardly!"

"..." Mouri Kogoro lost face, but he was relieved. He had just calmed down, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong in his field of vision.

Maori Kogoro crossed Maurilan, looked at the corner behind her, and saw a strangely reflective skull pattern hovering in the air.

Maori Kogoro's face turned green: "Who?!"

Mao Lilan was also startled, turned around, and saw the "Deaf and Mute Channel Reporter" walking out of the corner and standing where the candles could illuminate.

Shiraishi made a friendly gesture twice, but the Maori father and daughter couldn't understand it.

But the general meaning is still easy to guess, nothing more than asking what's going on, or condemning their behavior of shouting late at night. Judging from his calm demeanor, it should be the former.

Mao Lilan stroked his sleepy hair guiltily: "Sorry for disturbing your rest, I didn't expect my dad to scream so loudly, and he was too scared to..."

"Nonsense! How can I be afraid of that kind of thing!"

Maori Kogoro pointed to the mask in Maurilan's hand, and explained without changing his face:

"I shouted to repel the enemy, and at the same time remind other passers-by to avoid danger - in short, this is an excellent conditioned reflex that is beneficial to the entire population!"

"..." The passerby, Baishi, really wanted to give him a thumbs up, but he was afraid of ruining his image, so he almost held back.

The three returned to the room together, the Mori father and daughter lay down next to Conan who was sleeping dead again, and Shiraishi also returned to his cloth ball.