Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Ah~" Holding Hirota Masami, it took a lot of effort to move her to the back seat of the car. Kishida frowned and looked at the blood on his body, and then looked at Hirota Masami whose clothes were soaked with blood, and sighed.

There was so much blood flowing, wouldn't it be dead? Kishida put his hand under Hirota Masami's straight nose. She was indeed out of breath, and her whole body was motionless. It can only be said that the props are really magical.

Gently closing the door of the back seat, sitting in the driver's seat, Kishida drove away slowly. As for Conan, he can only wait until the police find him, or wait until the effect of the drug is over, and he will naturally wake up.

"Well, I remember that there seems to be a tunnel without surveillance about ten kilometers to the right. Let's go there to change the car back!" Kishida recalled the route he passed when he was wandering around today in his mind and turned the steering wheel.

"Hmm" The car had been driving for less than ten minutes, and just after entering the slightly dim tunnel, Kishida heard a noise in the back seat. He quickly parked the car in the rightmost lane, turned on the lights on the car, and looked back.

"Dang" a sound suddenly came from the car, and Kishida was also startled with his mouth wide open. He saw something suddenly popped out from the chest of Hirota Masami, who was lying in the back seat, hit the roof of the car, and then fell down. He looked closely and was surprised to find that it was a bullet.

"Well, it hurts, where is this?" It was not long after the bullet popped out. Under the light on the roof, Hirota Masami, with a pale face, opened her eyes in a daze and found that an orange light was shining on her.

"You are dead, this is hell!" At this time, Hirota Masami heard a hoarse voice saying.

"Really? Sure enough, people like me should go to hell after death!" Hirota Masami murmured in a low voice with a sad look.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Senior Sister, you really believe in hell! Uh, maybe it really exists..." Kishida laughed loudly, his voice was no longer hoarse. But as soon as he said it, he remembered that since he had traveled through time, there was also this thing called the system. Then what kind of science should he talk about? What he should talk about here is "science".

"Who are you!? Junior brother!?" Hirota Masami, who was lying in the back seat, turned her head with difficulty and found that there was a strange man in black sitting in the driver's seat, and he was wearing sunglasses. Her already pale face became even paler with fear. However, within a few seconds, she felt something was wrong. This familiar voice and this specific "senior sister" address reminded her of Kishida Yuichi who gave her a "protective amulet" yesterday.

"It's me! How is it? The protective amulet I gave you is really effective!" Kishida nodded.

"......Are you also a member of the Black Organization!?" Hirota Masami looked at Kishida with a complicated expression. She endured the pain, supported her body, and looked at Kishida warily.

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Kishida denied three times in a row. Besides, senior sister, you shouldn't be concerned about why you are still alive now?

"Then why are you dressed like this?" Hirota Masami asked, but she was relieved and her eyes were no longer on guard.

"To avoid getting into more trouble! Only in this way will Conan think that the people from the winery took your body away. After all, you are also a robber who robbed 1 billion yen." Kishida explained.

"Winery?" Hirota Masami asked in confusion.

"It's the Black Organization you have been talking about. Because their code names are all the names of various wines, I think it's appropriate to call it a winery. Tsk, as a member of the organization, you don't even know this, how bad are you!"

"Hehe, the people in the organization have always been very mysterious. I am just an outsider and have no right to know these. But why do you know so clearly?" Hirota Masami asked curiously.

"This is a secret, senior sister!" Kishida smiled with a curled mouth.

"Okay! Oh, by the way, I'll give this back to you!" Since Kishida didn't want to say it, Hirota Masami was also very tactful. Then she suddenly remembered something, weakly raised her left hand, untied the "protective charm" on her wrist, and handed it to Kishida.

"I think this 'protective charm' should also have contributed to my survival, right? Although I don't know how you saved me, since this thing is so effective, it must be really valuable and important to you, right!?" Hirota Masami looked at Kishida who was stunned and didn't take it, and explained with a smile on her pale face.

Kishida looked at her strangely, showed a sincere smile, and then took the "fake death plaque" back.

"You really took it away?" At this time, Hirota Masami's eyes flashed a hint of teasing, but her tone was surprised.

"Why? Can't bear to part with it?" Kishida raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"No, of course not, but I didn't expect that you, my junior brother, would actually..." Hirota Masami waved her hand and denied it. When he was halfway through his words, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hands, and his body was shaking slightly.

??? ? Kishida looked at Hirota Masami, who was obviously laughing, with a confused look on his face. What's so funny? The most important thing is to survive, everything else is fake, senior sister!

"Beep, beep, beep!" At this time, Kishida heard the sound of a car horn. He turned his head to look through the rearview mirror, but found that the driver who honked the horn was on the road to his left.

The driver drove a van, rolled down the glass of the right window, and shouted at Kishida's car, "Hey, what the hell, the car is broken and the warning lights are not turned on! This is very dangerous, don't you know!? I almost hit you! ***"

"......" Kishida was speechless. Seeing that the man wanted to continue to abuse, he rolled down the window and looked at the driver coldly with his sunglasses on, wanting to learn from Gin's story of scaring off the old driver on the road with one glance.

Well, the method was very successful. The driver's face really changed.

"Damn, wearing sunglasses in a dim tunnel, you are a psycho, right? Forget it, I can't afford to offend the guy who wants to die!!" The driver pouted, stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly.

"Hahaha~~" Even Hirota Masami couldn't help laughing unladylike. Her mood was really relaxed at this moment.

"......... Sister Masami, are you not in pain?" Kishida rolled his eyes.

"Uh, a little bit!" Hirota Masami stopped laughing, frowned with a pale face, bit her lips and said.

"Then you are still laughing! Forget it, where else are you going now?" Kishida asked helplessly.

"Well, they must know the place I rented, but I have a 'safe house', I wonder if they found it?" Hirota Masami thought for a while and said a little weakly.

"Well, forget it, you stay in my empty villa for a few days, and make plans after your injury is healed!" Kishida thought for a while and said helplessly.

"This....Okay! Thank you for your trouble, junior brother!" Hirota Masami hesitated for a while and nodded.