Ke Xue world is not scientific

Conan was speechless.

His little bit of caution was completely taken care of.

Since this is the case, he simply gave up, and when the time is ripe in the future, Haihara's mood is completely better, and he will go to the side to ask for the antidote.

Although the later period of time is destined to scratch the heart and scratch the liver and can't sleep.

Dr. Agasa has been watching silently, and the smile on his face is very kind.

The situation was now the best he could have foreseen.

At that time, when Conan's ECG signal disappeared, it was completely impossible to say that he was not in a hurry.

After learning that Haihara had run out of the basement, he felt that there was nothing that could make him worry.

Fortunately, no one has an accident now.

That's it.

As for Yusuke Suzuki, Conan also said to him that he would no longer have doubts about him and communicate well after the incident.

Usually, just like before, Yusuke Suzuki doesn't seem to want to treat Conan like Kudo Shinichi anyway.

The other side.

Yusuke Suzuki emailed Shimabukuro June and asked her to go to Kyoto Sannoji Temple early tomorrow morning as him.

As for himself, go tonight.

In Tokyo, it is troublesome and easy to exchange identities again without leaving a trace.

The eyeliner of the organization had to be guarded.

The car he is driving now is casually found from the garage of the Suzuki family, and it is not difficult to leave Tokyo, not to mention that he himself is not being watched by the organization's hands now.

Numabuchi is now out of danger, and it was Judy who sent him a message.

If nothing else, tomorrow morning, Haibara will go to the FBI with Kudo Yukiko's Yoshihiri Miyagawa Ai Lee.

Apart from the hidden danger of 'Wei Que', there is almost nothing to deal with.

Now that Gray Plain Mourning has become smaller, even if the organization wants to find Shirley, it can't find Gray Plain Sorrow's head to come up.

With his heart in mind, Yusuke Suzuki's car gradually drove away from Tokyo.

Early the next morning.

Yusuke Suzuki changed into the women's clothes prepared in advance and entered Sannoji Temple in the image of Ayami Nakamiya.

Not long after, Shimabukuro June came over.

The two completed an exchange of identities in the temple room.

"You've worked hard all this time, Junhui."

"This is what I promised you from the beginning," Shimabukuro June put on Ayami's face, "It can be regarded as adding a little fun to my ordinary life now."

Yusuke Suzuki chuckled, "If you want to experience a more exciting life, you can stay in Tokyo."

"If it's murder and arson, forget it."

Shimabukuro Junhui was a little timid, "I always felt that my three hairs came back to me for a while.

"Then there is no way."

Yusuke Suzuki shrugged his shoulders to show helplessness, took out a car key and threw it at the other party, "Okay, you can go back if there is nothing to do, I will stay here for a while, and you can drive away from the car parked outside."

Upon hearing this, Shimabukuro Junhui was slightly stunned,

and it was really such an unsavory business as killing and setting fire.

And....

Huh, that's the man?

Throw it away when you run out?

They don't even want to have a meal together.

After complaining, Shimabukuro June left Sannoji Temple after confirming that there was no problem with his face.

Yusuke Suzuki continued to sit in the guest room for a while, and Haibara sent a text message saying that he was on his way to see the FBI.

After thinking about it, he still told the truth about his current situation in Kyoto and bluntly said that he would stay here for a few days.

After sending the message, Yusuke Suzuki pushed open the door and prepared to go to the old monk Enkai to nag.

However, just a few steps out of the way, the old monk himself came over.

"The

donor..." Enkai's eyes opened slightly, and he looked around Suzuki Yusuke's face and muttered, "It seems that most of the donor's thoughts have disappeared, can you tell me about your recent experience?" "

What can you talk about?

Yusuke Suzuki didn't want to be forced to kill the old monk with his own hands, so he chuckled and said, "It's just some family matters." "

Yes," Yuanhai clasped his hands together, "I would like to thank the benefactor for the incense money a few days ago."

"How much did you fish?"

Hearing this, Yuanhai was stunned and did not react at all, his face was still as usual, "The little girl doesn't need me to support her now." "

The implication is that you haven't made a penny?

Yusuke Suzuki was in awe, and the height of the old monk's thought was simply invisible.

"I want to stay here for a while, didn't you ask me to come and sit often?"

After listening to Yusuke Suzuki's words, Enkai shook his head, "I don't think it's necessary now, it's better to go out and walk more effectively."

For

some reason, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly thought of his teacher.

Long time no see.

I used to hear a little headache about travel invitations, but now I can't receive them, and I think it's strange.

Let's go back to Tokyo.

After a moment of stunned, Yusuke Suzuki saluted Enkai, and then walked straight out of the temple gate.

Shimabukuro June came by train, and naturally he wanted to go back like this.

The nearly three-hour trip is a bit boring, but it's not in the way.

Having tasted his state of mind, Yusuke Suzuki felt that he might really recover.

Just like when I was inexplicably sick, now it's inexplicably better.

I guess it's because I thought too much about Belmode's invisible pressure before.

It was noon when he returned to Tokyo, and he went back to his apartment.

This way passed, and the feeling of being probed flashed more than a dozen times.

He felt compelled to give a little reaction.

Pull out your phone and edit your email.

[They have all released me, how long will they monitor me?] —Grouse]

Gin should be fine now, seconds.

[The previous imprisonment made you so mentally bad that you wanted to ask God to worship Buddha? ——Gin

] [Just in the past, the old monk in the temple and I are quite familiar, if you need it, I can help introduce it.] - Grouse]

[Base 4. —Gin

] [There is a kind of heads-up, and vodka is not allowed to help.] —Grouse]

in Base Four.

Gin Jiu's fingers pinching the phone suddenly became stronger.

This guy

Fight?

Don't allow others to help?

This brain circuit is indeed not a normal person.

After pressing the impatience in his heart, Gin Jiu's fingers continued to type quickly, but a new email came again.

[Why don't you speak, huh, I guess the center thought, right?] —Grouse]

Gin Wine: "..." Wei

Que changed, becoming more annoying than before.

Three minutes later, Yusuke Suzuki received the email at his doorstep.

[Kudo Shinichi, do you know each other?] —Gin]

This topic is changing a little fast.

But Yusuke Suzuki did not hesitate and replied directly.

[I saw it some time ago, in Didan High School, and now I haven't appeared for a long time, and I heard that it seems to be pretended later. ] New goals? —Grouse

] [Just ask, it seems that the ghosts in hell are still being remembered.] —Gin]

stopped there.

Yusuke Suzuki no longer replied, and it was almost okay to talk about it.