Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

Chapter 97: Can you give me some useful tools?

Butterfly endured wiping the desk unskilledly, waiting for Conan to disappear completely at the door and chuckled, "It's not good to lie to children."

"He's a kid with a ball, so he looks young, maybe he's older than you."

Shiraishi walked past her to the sink, intending to get himself a glass of water.

Since he arrived at KTV, he has never touched a sip of water, mainly because he is worried about drinking counterfeit medicines by mistake—things produced by the system are a bit hard to guard against. Shiraishi still remembers the capsule in the amusement park that would pass through a bottle.

Sure enough, he was still drinking his own water... Of course, before putting the cup over to get the water, Shiraishi cautiously let the water flow for a while to prevent any strange medicinal powder from getting on the spout.

After drinking the water and putting down the cup, Shiraishi looked at the oddly-shaped pile of finished medicines next to the counter. He didn't bother to distinguish them. Anyway, after putting them in the backpack, the medicines would be automatically stacked and sorted.

It may be because he has to endure hunger after running for the mission goal today, life is a bit hard, this time the reward is not shabby - Shiraishi Kite 50,000 yen, and even gave out the memory of Terahara Mari. Fragments.

The N-level shard looks like a glass ball that hasn't been burned yet. In the blurred cross section, there is a shadow of an ordinary-looking girl, but if you look closely, you can't see anything.

After playing for a while, Shiraishi put the shard into his backpack and looked at the item he had drawn out.

He originally thought that this time it would be some kind of disguise.

But what came out was:

【【Special】Affectionately Calling】

【Type: Consumables】

[Use: When this item is activated, the name of the target will be called out affectionately, and the target will rush to you regardless of the cost. The effect will be lifted after the user and the target embrace affectionately]

[Remarks: As a good person who pays attention to morality, you should not make trouble unreasonably. When using it, the target must be within your field of vision and hear your cry]

"…"

Whoever wants this kind of thing wants it!

Strange item +1, fortunately, there are fragments of memories to make up for the pain in his heart... Shiraishi sighed haggard, and threw it in the corner of his backpack casually.

Tatsuya Kimura himself is a popular star, and what happened to him is too weird.

Therefore, although he has tried his best to keep himself secret, but the agent is not in the state, the company whose contract is about to expire has no intention of public relations for him, and there are people in the police station who are not good at talking, and all kinds of gossip about this matter quickly occupied various places. The big entertainment newspaper, and even the unpopular magazines of supernatural beings have published it.

The paparazzi have many ways to dig up news, and even Baishi, the "criminal solver", has been dug up.

Although he did not find the real murderer because no one died, judging from the appearance of Marie Terahara when he walked out of the police station, many people believed that his speculation was correct.

Because of this incident, the previous case of Yoko Okino's family was also brought up together, and Shiraishi unexpectedly became famous... It seems that not only detectives are powerful in this world, but the power of paparazzi is not too much.

A few days later, after dismissing the tabloid reporters with "I don't know", "I haven't heard of it", and "I don't quite understand what you mean", Shiraishi returned home with a lunch box and newspaper novels he bought from a convenience store. Get ready to live a home life for a while.

As for the mission, just let the cat and the mask go out and run.

One is that he doesn't want to be questioned by Kimura Tatsuya's fanatical fans about his idol's current situation, and the other is that these days have suddenly turned into winter, and it's terribly cold.

Lie down on the sofa, spread out the magazines and snacks for a while, and folded all the information with his name into a corner, Shiraishi looked at the novel he bought at random.

If you can't go to the video game city or travel on foot, then be a quiet otaku and enrich your spiritual world.

The hot-selling item recommended by the clerk is "The Age of Literature and Art", and now it is serializing "Resurrection! Detective Left Text", said to be the sequel to the left text series ten years ago.

Shiraishi is somewhat interested in mystery novels, and he always feels that he has heard the name "Detective Zuowen".

In addition, other people praised this book, it should be really beautiful, so in addition to "The Age of Literature", Shiraishi also bought a set of physical books of the old version of "Detective Zuo Wen" and brought it home. .

I don't know what kind of cases the detective novels in the detective world will tell... Shiraishi threw a potato chip into his mouth, chewed it, and turned the book.

"Don't worry too much, we have contacted the editorial department, and they can receive signed manuscripts on time every week. Also, since you haven't received any distress messages or extortion calls, I think Zunlingtang just went out to relax. ."

Looking at the gloomy and thin girl opposite, the Mumu Police Department sighed: "In short, in this situation, we can't conduct a public search, sorry."

The new name Xiang Baoli nodded sadly, reluctantly thanked him, and walked out of the police station.

Her parents have been missing for two months. Before leaving, she only left a note saying "Let's go out a little bit" ~www.readwn.com~ Father's "Resurrection!" The serialization of Detective Zuowen started about two months ago. Just like what the Mumu Police Department said, every Saturday, new manuscripts will be sent to the editorial department on time.

In the eyes of the new name Xiangbao, this is the only proof that his father is still alive, but it is precisely because of this, whether it is to call the police or find a private detective, after the other party finds that there are few clues, the reply given is the same as that of the Mumu Police Department just now. Much the same.

But even so, it is impossible for her to give up looking for her parents.

Passing through a convenience store, the new name Kabori accidentally glanced in. Through the bright and clean window, she saw a newspaper rack. The content of the newspaper at the top made her hesitate to stop.

If a private detective is worried that he won't be able to solve the case, his reputation will suffer, and if he refuses to accept this kind of entrustment... What about other people who are good at solving cases?

Shiraishi was startled by an explosion in the cafe.

He threw away the novel, hung up his mask, put on gloves, picked up the fire extinguisher, and went out to take a look. Daunting.

Of course, there was also a strange smell in the store. When Butterfly Ninja was busy wiping the spilled liquid around, Shiraishi hurried to the door, pushed the door open, took a deep breath... and then choked. cough up.

Just as he was raising his hand and flickering around his nose, a mid-to-high-end sedan approached from a distance and stopped at the curb in front of the coffee shop with a clear goal.

Shiraishi looked up and saw a bloated woman in a black trench coat and black gloves getting out of the car.

She had short permed black hair, a fat face with a standard double chin, and sharp-edged glasses on the bridge of her nose—in short, by the standards of this world, she didn't look like a good person.

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