Conan: The King of Villains System

Xiao Ran changed his shoes, walked towards the two of them, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of Conan?"

Conan opened his mouth and looked pale for a while.

Hiroshi Matsumoto found clothes and threw them on Conan. He leaned halfway against the wall and said to him, "Put on your clothes first, I have something to tell you~"

Conan has a bad look. He threw all his clothes on the ground: "Don't talk to me now, I want to sleep."

Matsumoto Hiroshi raised his eyebrows, it seems that the famous detective's temper is not small.

He knew that he was asking for others, so he endured it, bent down and picked up the clothes Conan had thrown on the ground, and at the same time pulled the quilt against Conan's face and said, "Okay, you sleep, Xiao Ran and I will go to bed first. gone."

Xiao Ran held back his laughter. Sure enough, within a second, Conan quickly lifted the quilt and sat up. He said fiercely, "What do you want to say? If you want to say it, say it quickly!"

Hiroshi Matsumoto turned his head and gestured with his eyes to Xiao Ran to leave first, Xiao Ran nodded knowingly, and when he left, he helped the two of them close the door.

Matsumoto's expression turned serious. He pulled a stool and sat beside Conan's bed and asked, "Do you know Belmode?"

Conan wanted to say "I don't know", but he twisted his lips and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Matsumoto Hiroshi smiled and opened his mouth to say something that surprised Conan: "I want to break into the black organization."

Conan sat up straight. "Are you sure you're not crazy?"

"No," Hiroshi Matsumoto did not dare to say that his mission was to attack Belmod, but he had no choice but to find another reasoning: "The black organization has what I want to find."

Conan frowned. "Gin?"

"No," Hiroshi Matsumoto took a serious look at the look on Conan's face, and found that the other party didn't seem to want to touch Gin, so he decisively denied it, "It's someone else."

Conan's tense body suddenly relaxed. He leaned back against the bed board and said slowly, "So why did you come to me?"

Matsumoto Hiroshi smiled: "Of course I want you to tell me all about the black organization."

"Then why don't you go to Xiao Ai?" Conan asked.

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"I don't want to disturb her, Xiao Ai has escaped after all," Matsumoto Hiroshi sighed, "I don't want to remind her of some less pleasant experiences because of me."

Conan sneered in disgrace: "I think about it, are you more affectionate towards Xiao Ran or more affectionate towards Xiao Ai?"

Hiroshi Matsumoto saw a sarcastic smile on Conan's childish and immature face. He felt a little complicated, and after thinking about it, he still said, "I treat Xiao Ai as a younger sister."

Conan proudly picked up the notebook next to him, didn't look up, and said, "Okay, I'll tell Xiao Ai what you said in a moment."

Matsumoto Hiroshi was laughed at by his words, he straightened his tie, and said, "You know I'm here to find you, be more serious, I'll leave after I ask."

Conan changed to a more comfortable position and sat on the bed, and raised his eyes casually: "Ask. But I probably don't know what you asked, because I really haven't been in contact with black organizations over the years, and I want to know what's going on inside. You have to ask Xiao Ai."