Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 2317 2321 [Vermouth vs. Vodka] Ask for monthly tickets o(〃'▽'〃)o

Suzuki Sonoko had no interest in taking care of children. When she found that the situation here was fine, she immediately decided to run away and play by herself - otherwise, with ten children gathered together, her camping and rehearsal would all be ruined.

Mao Lilan was convinced by what Suzuki Sonoko had just said: Conan is indeed always out of tune with his peers. Now he needs a chance to get along with his friends. If adults like us show up, it would seem like they are being special.

So a group of people came and left lightly.

It was not until they returned to their own villa that Vodka came back to his senses in a daze: "..."

That's it?

Is it over like this?

They just came back safely without encountering any unexpected incidents?

...No, this must be Uzo's trick! What happened with the children just now was probably just a preview, and Uzo wanted to let them relax their vigilance in this way, and then launch a surprise attack.

While Vodka was trying to figure out Wuzo's thoughts, he quietly looked towards Belmode.

He saw that the insider was indeed a little nervous. Noticing his gaze, Belmode looked back and smiled with a hint of threat and coldness in her smile.

Vodka: "..." What! Even if you are nervous, shouldn't you target Wuzo next to you? Why do you look so hostile to me? We are a pair of brothers in distress and should be the closest allies!

"... But it's not impossible to understand. After all, in my eyes, Belmode is the most terrible killing tool present. Then conversely, in Belmode's eyes, I am also the person who can threaten her the most - not to mention strength, at least the organization cadres have guns, just based on this, I am enough to become a thorn in her eyes."

Thinking of the gun, Vodka felt bitter: "If I hadn't been tricked by Wuzo last time and forgot to ask him for a gun, I wouldn't have come this time. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have encountered this unlucky scene with no survivors... By the way, when will Wuzo's small theater open? When it really opens, I must Find a way to get to the end and leave alive!"

"In addition, speaking of guns, the unlucky Belmode probably doesn't know that Wuzo already has a gun. Ha, if you misjudge the danger of that kid, you will fall into a terrible hell."

When Vodka thought of this, a gloating smile almost appeared on his lips.

But suddenly he realized something and his smile froze: "..."Wait, Wuzo got the gun from him, Vodka, and according to the human nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, even if he knew this, Belmode would probably be angry at him, the victim who was cheated of the gun, instead of going to Wuzo to settle the score.

Vodka originally wanted to inadvertently reveal this to Belmode, and then watch the two people fight from the sidelines. But now...

A cadre of the organization who lost his gun silently shut up and decided to take this secret to the grave.

Vodka: "..."Of course, it is a grave decades later. I will never die easily now, I am the one who knows Wuzo best among these sacrifices!

…

Everyone returned to the camp, busy with their own thoughts.

Jiang Xia helped Dr. Agasa to process the ingredients, stretched and went back to the house.

Other students were still rehearsing hard, Jiang Xia did not join in the fun. He thought about it, went back to the house and pretended to rest, but actually took out his own ghost.

The shikigami flew out and turned into puppet clay. Jiang Xia picked up Xiaobai and threw it in. Soon, a puppet that looked like a child took shape in the house.

Jiang Xia lay on the bed, left his body here, and his consciousness entered the puppet.

Not long after, a child who looked young pushed open the window, looked around, and then lightly flipped out of the window and landed on the ground.

Jiang Xia drove Xiaobai's puppet, adjusted the scarf on his neck to cover the puppet's "Z" pattern, turned around and tiptoed to close the window for himself.

After that, he slightly identified the direction and walked towards the villa where the children's conference was held.

Jiang Xia: "..." Although the other people's event physique is also good, it turns out that Kudo-san is the source of everything - if you have nothing to do, go visit him, maybe you will get something good.

And I don't know if it's an illusion. When he went to the villa just now, he vaguely smelled a murderous aura of good quality nearby. Unfortunately, before he could distinguish it carefully, the breath disappeared. Now is a good time to go and look for it.

...

On the other side.

The four children of the Junior Detective Team played for a while near the villa.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker. Conan looked at the watch and found that it was almost time: "Should I go back to gather?"

Yoshida Ayumi looked at the gauze-like thick fog, a little bit like and a little bit scared. In the end, cowardice defeated the love of beauty, and she nodded: "Then let's go back."

The beautiful and cute little girl spoke, and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko responded first. Kojima Genta didn't have a strong opinion, and soon the four of them reached an agreement and returned to the villa.

In the living room, in addition to them, there were several other children playing cards together.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the lively scene and cleared his throat like an adult. He said seriously: "It's time, don't slack off, let's continue rehearsing!"

Children: "..."

The air in the living room stagnated and was quiet for a moment. Soon, the noise of playfulness started again. Everyone seemed to be less enthusiastic about the boring rehearsal.

"Really..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya realized that his appeal was limited. He snorted and ran to the lounge upstairs to fetch reinforcements.

Conan ignored this puppy leg and sat down in the living room. On the way, he glanced out the window: He didn't know why, but just now he always felt that there was a figure peeking at him outside.

"Maybe it's an illusion caused by the rolling fog?" Conan touched his chin, not paying much attention to it. "And the figure seems to be quite short. It must be some naughty child who slipped outside."

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was the sound of thumping footsteps on the stairs, with a hint of panic in the eagerness.

Conan was startled, turned around and saw Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who had just gone upstairs, turned around and ran down again.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was halfway downstairs when he asked anxiously: "Have you seen Mr. Kaifu? There seems to be no one in his room. It's really strange, it's obviously already the scheduled rehearsal time."

Conan came to his senses and discovered the problem belatedly: apart from the teacher Kaifu, there seemed to be a few missing people - the number of children here was obviously wrong.

Thinking of this, he asked the two children who were sitting on the floor playing cards in confusion: "Have you seen those children in Sanmachi?"

The two children were addicted to playing cards and shook their heads perfunctorily after hearing this.