Conan's evil value system

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.

Heiji hugged Miwako Sato tightly.

The first time she hugged the opposite sex, and she was still a member of the opposite sex, Miwako Sato felt very strange.

“Alas…. Miss Miwako is worthy of being the police flower of the Metropolitan Police Department, this psychological offensive is really powerful, I was almost persuaded by you. ”

What Heiji just said was acting, and even the tone was disguised, but it was too perfect to confuse Miwako Sato and them.

After all, it was Miwako Sato who played psychological warfare with him first, which is not to blame him, just took the plan and took the opportunity to take away.

【What?】 】

Before Miwako Sato could react, her neck hurt and she instantly passed out.

“Officers, when the night calls again, when evil arises again, we will see you again.”

After that, Heiji picked up Miwako Sato and jumped outside the bridge.

【Oops!!! 】

Conan’s face changed drastically, and he jumped sharply onto the railing and looked at the Night Baron gliding on the sea: Damn, I should have discovered this problem earlier.

He has been wondering how the Night Baron came over, but he didn’t expect that it actually flew from the sky, just like the strange thief Kidd.

“Miwako ~~~”

“Officer Sato ~~~”

Officer Twilight and Takagi changed their faces drastically, looking at Miwako Sato, who was taken away by the Night Baron, and shouted.

“Immediately notify the sea guard, go all out to arrest the Night Baron, and must ensure Miwako’s safety.”

“Yes.”

Beep beep ~~~

Countless police cars were dispatched and frantically chased on the roads.

At this time, no one cared about Conan, let alone noticed that he had sneaked into Officer Twilight’s car.

Heiji held Miwako Sato gliding in the night sky, and I have to say that this Metropolitan Police Department flower has a very good figure, well-proportioned, tall and tall.

On winter nights, the wind at sea is biting cold.

Heiji has warm clothes, but Miwako Sato didn’t wear too many clothes in order to pretend to be the Night Baron, and although he was unconscious, he still subconsciously hugged him, and the round touch made people think.

A blood-colored figure streaked across the night sky and landed on a multi-story building.

If Miwako Sato was sober, she would definitely recognize that this was the place where she and the Night Baron met, and it was also the place where the maple leaf gold coin was found and snatched.

Placing Miwako Sato under the window hole and letting her lean there, looking at her slightly pale thin lips, thinking about the fact that a nearby clothing store had been a thief. In fact, he is not a thief, at least he put a maple leaf gold coin as payment.

Phew~~~

With a jump, a blood-colored figure disappeared into the night sky.

It was already past twelve o’clock in the middle of the night when he returned to the Maori Affairs Detective, but Conan’s goods, it was estimated that he would not be able to return at two o’clock.

Bite~~~!!!!

“The host completes a special D-level task, deducts 1 sin value, and asks the host to choose a number.”

Lying on the bed, a virtual picture suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, a large disc appeared with numbers 1 to 9 marked on it.

[What is it?] 】

Pingji is a little confused, this system can still draw prizes?

“This is a reward for special missions, 1 to 9 corresponds to an item or sin reward, the Dao has a permanent and limited time, the sin value fluctuates according to the mission level. It all depends on the luck of the host. Next, ask the host to select a number. ”

The system rarely took the initiative to explain, although the voice was still cold and emotionless, but this time it was very comfortable to hear.

[It turns out that special tasks are like this, and there are actually props to draw. ] System, discuss something, how about issuing more special tasks in the future? 】

“Special tasks are probability, depending on the host’s luck.”

Heiji shrugged, anyway, he asked casually, and did not expect this pit system to really agree.

“Ask the host to draw numbers.”

The system said mechanically.

“Then 6, 66 Dashun.”

Heiji called a number at random, and since he didn’t know what he would get, he wouldn’t struggle here about which number to choose.

On the virtual screen, the “6” word suddenly emitted a dazzling light and flashed away.

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining the hidden coin pistol.”

As soon as the voice of the system fell, a cool-shaped pistol appeared out of thin air and landed on him.

[Pistol? 】

Heiji’s face was dark, and his shape was very delicate, which was also very suitable for the identity of the Night Baron, especially the blood-red luster of the whole body, but he couldn’t carry it all at any time, and he had a yarn to use. If you are accidentally seen, won’t you reveal your identity?

“Chicken rib !!!”

Throw it casually at the end of the chuang.

At this time, according to the convention, a line of words appears in front of you, specifically introducing the role of skills or props.

Item name: hidden coin pistol, permanent prop, when recognizing the owner, it can become any kind of thing according to the host’s preferences, note that the transformation is only once, and it cannot be changed.

Uses: Can be loaded with coins of any size, fired like bullets, and a magazine can hold ten coins. The range is equivalent to that of the Desert Eagle and the power is the same as that of the revolver.

Special tip: When not needed, the prop becomes what the host thinks and hides and becomes nothing.

After reading the prompt, Heiji sat up sharply and carefully held the pistol in his hand: “I lean, this turns out to be a baby.” ”

As a mechanic, how can you live without a gun.

However, because this world is not the same as the original world, the identity is different, and it is inconvenient to carry a gun, so I did not consider getting a gun. This hidden coin pistol solves this problem perfectly.

“It seems that the identity of the Night Baron will appear frequently, and the pistol will become a ring.”

In an instant, the blood-colored pistol disappeared, and a blood-red delicate ring appeared on the ring finger of Heiji’s right hand, and when his mind moved, the ring became nothing.

Touching his fingers, there was nothing out of the ordinary, as if there was nothing here.

Heiji was satisfied and tried the power again when he had time.

It’s late at night, and you’ll have a good night.

(New books need watering, Conan is not easy to write, please support a lot, ask for flowers, ask for collections, ask for tips.) ）