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"Huh... you stop for me!" Conan gritted his teeth and looked at Nan Ling's figure fleeing in front of him.

Although the moon is not bright tonight, Conan still observed some obvious features.

The black hat, the black mask, and the black coat—all these reminded him of the two men who had drugged him.

They are also all black, is there any connection between these people?

And the other party appeared in such a place at such a suspicious time, he must have something to do with the death of Miss Yami!

You must catch up with him and ask to understand!

Nan Ling easily led Conan farther and farther ahead.

He didn't try his best, just wanted to take Conan to a remote location where they could talk. Otherwise, with Conan's short legs, he would definitely not be able to catch up with him.

Nan Ling estimated the distance and felt that it was far enough away that Mao Lilan, who possessed unparalleled martial arts, should not be able to catch up, so he stopped with confidence.

"Haha..." Conan gasped violently. This high-intensity run is not something that an ordinary child's physical strength can easily afford. "You... who are you! Why are you... hu... here!"

"You're quite persistent, little brother." Nan Ling was calm, and playfully returned to his own voice, "It's no good to know too much."

As soon as the words came out, both of them paused for a while.

Conan was surprised by the youth of this man's voice.

Sounds about the same size as the self before shrinking? Is it a high school student?

That's too young, how could this be?

On the other hand, Nan Ling suddenly realized that his words were just a classic quote from the villain, so he felt... a little embarrassed.

And it's not just the villain, it sounds like cannon fodder. It's like a tool person whose main role is to send clues to the protagonist.

No...it seems like I'm doing this kind of thing myself.

"But I don't like killing children. If you want to survive, leave here quickly." Nan Ling added casually.

Well, as soon as this sentence is exported, at least the character design has changed from "cannon fodder sending clues" to "principled villain", I feel that the force has improved slightly, which is gratifying.

"Who are you...who are you?" As expected, Iron-headed Boy Conan wouldn't be the one who could be scared away by a word or two of threats, and he asked in a particularly aggressive tone, "This explosion is what you did, right!"

Nan Ling sighed silently in his heart.

Alas, it is fortunate that Conan saw himself after chasing after him. Otherwise, with his arrogant tone, there is no need to replace other people in the organization - as long as it is a kind of villain, it will have been cleaned up with a single shot.

So, when can Conan learn to be a little bit better?

Nan Ling thought back to the original book carefully, and found with great grief that Conan seemed to be at odds with the words "gou live and leave waves".

...Forget it, anyway, he has the aura of the protagonist and can't die, so why do you worry about him? It's better to worry about yourself, who is still in the villain pile.

Worrying is worrying, and you can't let go.

"Yes." To Conan's surprise, the mysterious man in front of him did not hide it, but admitted his crime generously, with a relaxed smile in his tone, "What's the matter, do you still want to arrest me? ?"

Although the man in black didn't say it clearly, Conan was keenly aware of the sarcasm of "it's just you kid?" from this sentence.

"The police will be here soon." Conan said calmly, not like a primary school student at all, "You will have absolutely nowhere to run. Take it easy, and maybe you can get a reduced sentence."

Nan Ling laughed softly as if he had heard something interesting, "Why do you want me to turn myself in?"

Stop it, bro, don't be so naive, okay?

"Skynet is extensive, omissions and omissions." Conan said righteously, "Maybe I can't keep you today, but one day you will be caught. It will be too late to regret it."

Nan Ling almost laughed when he heard this.

If these words were put in the motherland of the previous life... it would be quite convincing. But in Japan in the world of Conan?

Don't talk about Japan, as long as it is in this world, the French Open is the same as nothing, even if it is a decoration, it is better than it.

"Don't make me laugh anymore." Nan Ling slowly approached Conan step by step, his brisk tone couldn't suppress his oppressive gloomy temperament, "Sure enough... children are innocent."

"And what about Miss Yami?" Conan was angry because of this man's easy-going attitude, his voice trembling with anger, "Why did you kill Miss Yami? Who are you?"

"You mean Miss Miyano?" What came out of Nan Ling's mouth was a surname that was completely unfamiliar to Conan, "Poor man, it's just a **** of the organization. People like her can even imagine delusions. Escape from the organization... heh, how could it end well."

Nan Ling said in a pretentious manner.

Well, I was really kind, and actually answered your question in such a well-mannered way. Wouldn't it be quicker to thank you?

Naturally, Conan didn't know Nan Ling's mental activity, but his anger was suppressed by what the other party said, and his brain began to quickly think about the information revealed in the other party's words.

However, because the impact was too great, he didn't immediately realize that when Nan Ling said the second half of the sentence, there was a little bit of sadness in his tone.

Nan Ling silently said "yes" in his heart.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, he successfully rose from a "principled villain" to a "principled villain with hardships".

What a huge improvement!

The style has been improved!

"Varied-"

"Hey, kid." Nan Ling squatted down and looked at Conan, "I advise you not to be so curious. I'm not always in such a good mood as I am today."

Conan tried his best to maintain his final composure, and stared at Nan Ling's silver-gray pupils with wide eyes.

Unlike the brisk tone, there is only indifference.

He's clearly staring at himself, but it's like...

Conan couldn't think of a suitable adjective for a while, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

—Like looking at something inorganic.

"You should thank me that I don't like killing children." Nan Ling said coldly.

Conan quickly realized the hidden meaning in Nan Ling's words-don't like to kill doesn't mean he won't kill.

Nan Ling stood up leisurely, "For the sake of your life, forget about today's events."

He took a few steps back, and while Conan was thinking, he disappeared in a flash.

Conan looked up as if awakened, but suddenly noticed the environment they were in—

There are scattered containers all around, some with their doors open. Under this heavy cover, that person has long since disappeared.

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