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Chapter 92

: A classic story of running around just a few words

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

: A classic story of running around just a few words

Conan's hand holding the phone tightened instantly.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" the person opposite the receiver asked in confusion, "Is it Xiaolan next to you?"

Conan's heart pounded heavily and his face twitched.

There is no need to continue guessing who is opposite, it must be a joker!

He had just sent an email to question him, but not long after, he called in and blatantly used the name of Shinichi Kudo... This guy who likes to use other people's faces indiscriminately!

Just as Xiaolan suspected his identity, he even came... He was monitoring here? Or was he a monitor?

"Hmm? Is it Shinichi?" Ran Maori's eyes lit up and he got closer, "What are he talking about?"

Conan could not allow Conan to continue thinking, and Ran Maori's face was close to his phone. He didn't dare to move, and he could not ask Joker what he was doing. He simply amplified the sound and caused trouble to Dongsui: "Brother Xinyi! We are on the third floor!"

Ran Maori suddenly became excited and stood up: "Is he going to come?"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded randomly and pointed outside the KTV's door.

Ran Maori forgot what he had just guessed, and regardless of the two confused men and women who were still crying in the room, he jumped out lightly like a deer.

"You guy, what are you going to do?" Conan stared at Mori Ran's back tightly. He was a little worried that Mori Ran could not find "Kudo Shinichi", and was also a little worried about what she would do if she really found Joker. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said to the opposite side of the phone.

"Compared with this, shouldn't you say thank you to me first?" Conan Yi changed the tone of the child's speech. As expected, the other person no longer spoke in Kudo Shinichi's voice, and changed back to that mysterious and soft tone. "It feels like being asked by a girl you like but can't tell the truth, right?"

Conan's face turned red, the CPU was overloaded for a while, and he forgot the words to refute.

"Come upstairs, little detective, let the crying ghosts cry by themselves." Joker seemed to be in a good mood and laughed twice on the phone, "It's late. What I say to your Xiaolan, you can't care about me."

After speaking, the other party confidently hung up the phone, not worried about Conan not doing the same.

Conan gritted his teeth. He really had to do it.

After looking at the form in the box, Kimura Tatsuya, who was crying, was afraid that he would not be able to recover for a while. Terahara Mari also showed signs of softening. It seemed that there would be no problem. Suzuki Yuanko was obsessed with watching the excitement. She didn't even notice when her best friend ran out, and she wouldn't care about where a child was going.

Conan quickly ran out of the box, found the fire passage at the other end of the corridor, and ran towards the top floor.

With his joker's sexy and handsome style, he is sure to be on the rooftop again, and he doesn't have to think about it.

Fortunately, this is a commercial street, and the shops facing the street are generally not too high-rise. After climbing three floors, Conan ran to the top floor.

As he expected, the emergency door to the rooftop was open, and before he ran, he narrowed his eyes by the bright sunlight.

A man in a school uniform of Didan leaned against the wall, put his hands in his pockets, and turned his head when he heard footsteps.

"Why do you always like to run around with my face?" Thinking of the strange statement about "Shinichi, the white-haired one" last time, Conan felt a burst of veins. He knew that Joker must have known his true identity for a long time, so he simply stopped pretending, "You don't usually do anything strange against my identity, right?"

"Hmph, there is not yet, but I'm a little interested when you say that." "Kudo Shinichi" touched his chin and grinned.

This bastard Joker is not only able to disguise, but also has superb acting skills. He has no flaw in his statement style and action, and is exactly the same as the abilities he possesses in the rumor of the monster thief Kid... Could he be Kid's brother or something?

Conan, who didn't know the truth in some sense, protested: "Don't ruin other people's image!"

Joker squatted down with a smile, looking straight at him waving his fists: "I haven't ruined anyone's image. After all, if it weren't for me today, you would have exposed your feelings on the spot. Your acting skills are not as good as a detective."

This is not the first time he has been commented on this, and Conan has no objection to this sentence.

With the impression of Joker since his meeting several times, he did not feel hostility or threat from him. Even if he deliberately disguised himself, the guy seemed to have more pranks and jokes about him.

"What is your purpose here today? Is Tatsuya Kimura?" So Conan just held his arm and frowned, "How did you make him change his mind, medicine? Hypnosis?"

After seeing a live demonstration of Joker's ability, Conan thought about it carefully and felt frightened.

A wonderful technique that is unaware of by nature seems to be able to fundamentally correct human thoughts... If this technique is not used in the right way, the harm it will produce is probably incalculable.

"Where are candidates who directly ask the questioner's answer?" Joker asked without answering him positively, "Do you agree with my ideas now? Am I 'cutting the cycle of sin'?"

"… From the result, it is indeed the case." Conan calmly affirmed, "but just changing one or two personalities, you think that you can cut off sins and other things. Your thoughts are too silly."

"Indeed, there are many sins that I can't stop, but this does not prevent me from doing what I should do." Joker, who was denied by Conan, still smiled, "So, don't hinder me, detective, we are not enemies, don't resist like this."

Conan raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "So you are not paying attention to Uncle Maori... You are staring at me, staring at Shinichi Kudo. Because I will threaten your actions?"

Tang Ze: "..." Although this sentence cannot be wrong - after all, it is not the one who mainly has the aura of death, Kogoro Mouri, it is you. Look at the tarot card of the death above your head, but why does this broken child say so much?

Just as he was about to slander a few words of overconfident detectives to suppress him who was overly inflated, an anxious female voice came from the stairwell behind them: "Shinichi! You are here!"

Oh no! Xiaolan really found it!

Conan clenched his fist and stared at the joker who was pressing against his appearance.

He knew that Joker had excellent acting skills, and Xiaolan probably couldn't see any flaws, but if Joker took the opportunity to get close to Xiaolan...

I am afraid that his acting skills are not good, and I am afraid that his acting skills are too good.

"Xiaolan, it's me." Joker stood up naturally and waved at her.

"Where have you gone to? I haven't come back for so long." Ran Maori ran to them a few steps, trying to clench his fists to give this missing bastard who disappeared without permission. He was afraid that he would hit the rooftop door with too much force, "And didn't you promise me that I'll contact me as soon as I came back? Why call Conan first? If I don't ask, you won't come to see me!"

Conan looked at the thick emergency door in horror as he was smashed out by Ran Mori's punch, and subconsciously touched his chest, feeling a phantom pain that hit him.

"Sorry." Joker smiled bitterly twice in a playful way, looked at her hesitantly, and pulled out his hand in his pocket. "The investigation I was conducting forced me to keep my whereabouts confidential. I shouldn't have come to see you this time... Sorry, I worried you, Lan. But this matter is very important, and this was discovered during the investigation."

Conan, who was nervously listening to their words, immediately looked at the thing in Joker's hand.

...The Red Heart Monster Stealing Prophet Letter.

Why is this move again? Does this guy only know this move?

Joker obviously didn't think he was fooling around with the preview letter. He stuffed the card into Ran Mori's hand: "I wanted Conan to pass it over. Since you are here, I'll leave it to you, so that your father must be careful and safe."

Maori Ran's surging emotions were interrupted by the trailer that fell into her hand, and she lowered her head blankly.

"Mr. Maori is in danger, please be sure to protect him.

Don't let the quagmire of ugliness drown the light of justice."

"What does this mean..." she murmured at a loss and raised her head.

There was no one on the rooftop in front of me.

Maori Ran looked around in a panic and ran back into the stairwell two more steps, only seeing a back running down in a school uniform in Didan.

"Shinichi-!" She grabbed the railing and shouted downstairs with some reluctance.

"Give me some more time." The man stopped and suddenly said in a gentle tone, "I have something important to you next time I meet. I want to tell you. Wait for me, Lan."

After saying that, "Kudo Shinichi" pushed open the door to the safety passage and disappeared from Ran Mouri's sight.

She held her hands together, pinched her fingers unwillingly, and knocked on the stair railing angrily, but she didn't notice that the person who was running away at high speed was still holding a pitiful and helpless elementary school student in his hand.

He ran away again without asking anything, and hadn't even said a few words!

...Hey, it's so strange, why did she say again?

I'll be very sleepy later, and the work I'm taking is really hard
Chapter completed!
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