CONAN: I have a compositing station

Natsuki knew that these people would gather tonight.

Because tonight is the second anniversary of the death of the former village chief, everyone will be present.

At that time, you will be able to get the negative items softly.

After finding the location of the civic hall, Natsuki turned and left.

With the help of Little Red Riding Hood's concealment, he quietly walked through the crowd and towards the back mountain.

"Crooked Neck Tree..." The

back mountain of Moon Shadow Island is inaccessible.

Natsuki pulled away the dead branches that stood in the way, carrying a huge wrench to clear the thorns along the way.

After bidding farewell to Asumi, Natsuki also asked some villagers along the way.

About the location of the civic hall, and another place that Natsuki cares about.

After searching for a long time, he finally saw a crooked neck tree with a unique shape on the back mountain.

"Find the crooked neck tree, and then in the col op..."

Natsuki recalled the villagers' guidance, and the huge wrench in his hand kept waving.

After walking for a while, Natsuki saw the destination this time.

It is a lonely grave, untended all year round, surrounded by barren grass and sloping branches.

Natsuki approached cautiously, removing the surrounding barren grass and the dirt on the tombstones.

The name of the owner of the tomb can be vaguely seen on the tombstone.

Isamu Kameyama.

This is it, that's right.

Natsuki wrote down the signs around him, looking at the traces he had left along the way, making sure he could find them next time.

After confirming that he remembered clearly, Natsuki returned the same way.

When I went back, I deliberately cut grass and roots along the way to expand the traces.

Xia Mu, who was playful, even began to jump up and down, and the wrench in his hand was like a sword, wielding it violently.

If only Natsuki had such a handy weapon when he was a child.

It must be a chivalrous in the eyes of his partners.

Everywhere you go, not a single plant will stand within a radius of several miles.

"Woohoohoo!"

Natsuki took out a set of white robes from the treasure bag and draped it over his body.

For a while, there seemed to be unknown apes haunting the mountains.

In the back mountain, which was already unattended, no villagers dared to enter at all.

......

Near the afternoon, Natsuki came out of the back mountain.

At this time, he had changed his clothes.

Exactly the same as this morning, the only difference is that this one has no traces of dirt and dead leaves.

I couldn't tell how Natsuki looked like he had been to the back mountain.

Acting cautiously is Natsuki's consistent style.

There are many more sets of clothes like this, Natsuki.

After changing his equipment, Natsuki quietly blended into the villagers in front of the civic hall.

With Little Red Riding Hood's abilities, no one knows when Natsuki was here or if he left.

After a while, the trio of the Maori detective agency also arrived at the civic hall.

"Natsuki!"

From far away, Conan saw Natsuki and immediately gritted his teeth and rushed over.

Rocket head ....

Seeing that Conan wanted to repeat his old tricks and rushed over like a calf, Natsuki had already been prepared.

While!

A huge wrench was taken out from behind and hung on the ground, smashing with a crisp sound.

"Boom!"

"Ouch!"

Conan planted his head on the wrench, and a large red shining bag could be seen on the top of his head.

Conan held his head, his eyes angrily reprimanding Natsuki for not talking about martial arts.

Has this kid become stupid lately?

A skill actually tried to use a second time.

Natsuki grabbed the wrench and smiled brightly.

"Why are you kid here."

Maori Kogoro came over.

"Obviously, like my uncle, I received a commission."

Natsuki carried the wrench around his neck and hung his hands on his sides, helplessly spreading his hands.

Is there something serious about this child?

Mori Kogoro muttered to himself as he looked at the wrenches that Natsuki was carrying on his shoulders on either side.

Last time in Saitama Prefecture, I seemed to hear that Natsuki pulled a wrench out of his sleeve.

This time I finally saw it with my own eyes.

And this time the wrench is bigger.

Can this thing pass through security?

"This client is also true, hiding his head and showing his face, and entrusting two detectives for a case, is it not trusting me Maori Kogoro!"

Maori Kogoro's face suddenly became ugly, and he cursed and cursed in his mouth.

"Dad!"

Mao Lilan cried out in dissatisfaction, why did Dad complain in front of Natsuki.

Natsuki smiled indifferently.

Maori Kogoro is obviously because after coming to Moonshadow Island, he has no results in looking for a client, so he is just a little dissatisfied with this hidden client.

"I also heard Conan say that my uncle took this commission, so I came over specially to observe and learn, after all, you are the senior."

Natsuki smiled sincerely.

"Hahaha, that's right, you still have to learn more from me, the senior, don't be like some stinky boy, a little fame and be complacent."

Maori Kogoro immediately got carried away, tugging his neck and laughing, calling Natsuki sensible, while not forgetting to mention Kudo Shinichi.

"And you stinky boy! Since you like reasoning, you should also learn from me, don't just trick-or-treat. "

Maori Kogoro hammered Conan's head.

A bag appeared again above Conan's head.

The head horn belongs to yes.

Conan, who was cued twice in a row, received a double critical blow and felt a pang of slander in his heart.

I don't know who was robbed of the limelight in the art museum.

A mouthful of seniors, when he starts, he can't see Xia Mu merciful.

"Since you have met the real commission, then let's collect information separately, and when the time comes, when Detective Ben personally reasons, you will come and see where you are wrong."

Maori Kogoro looked like he was trying to hone his juniors, and he was obviously very interested in Natsuki's compliments.

"Good."

Natsuki nodded indifferently.

Maori Kogoro left with Moriran.

Conan chose to go with Natsuki.

After all, Natsuki knows his identity, and it will be more convenient for him to do things, without deliberately disguising his identity, and always worried about being discovered by Mao Lilan.

After Maori Kogoro left, Conan couldn't wait to pull Natsuki aside.

Natsuki dragged the wrench to the ground to keep up.

"Why do you carry a wrench everywhere you go?"

Conan asked speechlessly.

Such a big wrench, in case of a murder, how to look at Xia Mu looks like the first suspect.

"As a detective, dealing with cases every day, often encounter some vicious criminals, bring something for self-defense, it's very reasonable."

Natsuki said of course.

He is a detective Xia Muhuan, what if he encounters a mysterious organization that makes Conan smaller and has no life-saving skills.

What the?

You said that Natsuki himself was a member of the organization?

Natsuki said it was another vest.

Now his identity is, an excellent high school detective, and the underworld forces do not share the sky!

Looking at Natsuki's straightforward appearance, Conan Pi laughed and snorted twice.

The detective dragged a wrench that was almost half a man tall and ran around.

Shouldn't he be like him, using his smart mind, and Dr. Billion Point's black technology, to fight with criminals?