My golden finger is delicious

70

On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, what should be sweet is still sweet.

After enough fighting

The couple hugging each other looked at each other happily.

After waiting for who knows how many years, they finally reunited under the light of fireflies and moonlight.

Wu Ding, who was watching the whole process, took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the final scene, and then passed it on to the young couple as a souvenir.

"Mr. Wu..." Xiaolan blushed, embarrassed.

Whether it was "domestic violence" or the last hug, they were all actions under emotional agitation, and suddenly I remembered that there was someone else.

Xiaolan was embarrassed.

"Mr. Wu Ding, thank you." Kudo Shinichi bowed formally to express his thanks.

He was really grateful to Wu Ding.

Although...although...all kinds of although...

At least they have come up with the antidote.

This is Conan's biggest problem.

You must know that if you annihilate the black organization, you may not be able to get the poison. If you get the poison, you may not be able to make an antidote. If you have an antidote, it may not be useful to him.

Huiyuan has already popularized the science.

Because Conan always secretly takes temporary antidotes, his body gradually produces antibodies.

If he continues to take medicine, the time he can temporarily become Kudo Shinichi becomes shorter and shorter.

It may even affect the final antidote effect.

Kudo Shinichi can now recover.

Even if he almost choked on the medicine and was beaten by Lan, it was all worth it.

"Shinichi, what is going on? Why did you suddenly turn into a child?"

It was time to build up his favorability, and the famous detective who had been prepared for it had learned a lot about the art of language.

While explaining everything about the black organization thoroughly.

It focuses on how dangerous it was in the first place.

The black organization went to Kudo's house several times to check if he was alive.

If Haiyuan hadn't secretly erased the records about him, things would definitely not be so peaceful now.

"Xinyi!" Xiaolan was so frightened that her face turned pale.

You know it's poison.

If not for his luck, Shinichi would have died that day at the amusement park.

Then I focused again, and now the situation is different.

The FBI is surrounded by water.

"Mr. Okiya? Teacher Judy!"

And the Japanese police.

"What Mr. Amuro?!"

Mao Lilan felt that the world was so fantasy, and there were suddenly many big names around her.

"Is Kyogoku really a member of some mysterious organization?" Judging from his strength, he is not a normal high school student.

"I knew he was suspicious, but he really wasn't."

"Then Dad's reasoning is that you are secretly helping." Mao Lilan found the only scientific place in the unscientific world.

Her dad is still the same dad.

It's a pity that without the halo of famous detective attributes, the probability of her parents reconciling is even lower.

Shinichi:==

No, their problems cannot be solved by mere reasoning ability.

It's easy to guess Xiaolan's thoughts, but the happy couple...

Ahem, cough, skip it.

"Mr. Wu, do you still have that medicine...?"

"To Haiyuan?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure she will want it?"

"???"

Huiyuan no longer has any relatives, and she has no partner waiting for her.

For a carefree girl.

The price of not taking the antidote is that ten years later you will be a young and beautiful eighteen-year-old again.

What antidote does she take?

Shinichi: That makes sense. I really need to ask my opinion on this.

Such a wonderful scenery, surrounded by lovers "reunited after a long absence".

Kudo Shinichi, however, has no intention of continuing to spend time with his girlfriend.

He was almost obsessed with Wu Ding.

Ask him who he is, what grudge he has against the black organization, what he is going to do, and so on.

At first glance, it seems like a very straight man and very uncharacteristic behavior.

But it is exactly the choice that all normal people would make.

Here is a powerful force that shakes three views, and it also involves the movement of a powerful organization that may threaten his life. Not to mention Kudo Shinichi, even Xiaolan is not worried about dating.

I want to know more about the black organization.

Wu Ding did not explain his origin in detail.

It just reassures Kudo Shinichi that there are very few people like him in this world.

And most have their own principles and hidden standards.

You basically don’t have to worry about meeting them.

Even if you meet them by chance, they will quickly disappear from your life.

"Did Mr. Wu enter the world to practice Buddhism because of some special circumstances?"

Compared to Conan, Mao Lilan didn't understand this kind of thing very smoothly. She is an ordinary high school girl who likes to read comic novels.

All kinds of tricks are known about the power of this mysterious world.

"Hmm..." Let's go with this. "It can be regarded as solving a part of the cause and effect, and a part of the cause and effect."

"The black organization matter...for now, I haven't actually taken action yet."

It's all caused by them committing too many sins.

Wu Ding explained straightforwardly that he was really just a small curse.

The target is the middleman Kidd found.

Before he even started taking official action, he received a series of good news.

Conan, who also knew from the undercover how miserable the black organization was recently, picked out the key points to popularize Maori Lan's science.

Rao is Conan who insists on leaving everything to the law.

After hearing that a small curse turned out to be a bad luck that forced the black organization to shut down, this kind of punishment from the entire world also made Conan feel very happy.

"You want them to get a fair trial, and I understand that. But I also have my own ways of acting."

His goal in coming to this world, in addition to practicing skills, is to build an altar.

If not the black organization, who should we look for?

Even if he agrees to give up using the black organization to practice skills.

He also needs an extremely evil soul as a sacrifice to serve as the core of the operation of the Imperial Altar.

This is bound to be impossible to take legal channels.

"It's like Kidd said, you guys move fast."

"It's too dangerous to act rashly." Conan disagreed.

Mao Lilan was thoughtful beside her, but hesitated to speak...

[A random curse can make the black organization so unlucky... Is it still dangerous to act with such a person? 】

The two sides are at a stalemate.

But there is no sexual flavor. After all, the goal is the same, which is the demise of the black organization. There is so much room for negotiation.

"Since you have no intention of continuing to date, we can change places... huh?" Wu Ding suddenly paused.

Look into the distance.

"Mr. Wu? What's wrong? What happened?!"

"It seems that you can continue dating tonight."

"Hey, hey, hey?"

"The territory has been invaded. I have to go and take a look." I don't know if it's a guest or an enemy.

"Territory? The pet shop you are about to open?"

"It is indeed there, but the pet shop is just a cover and will not be opened. If you want to contact me, this is my phone number."

A business card was handed over. The next second, the person disappeared into the air.

It was as if he had never appeared before, as if he had traveled thousands of miles and gone to where he wanted to go.

As an unscientific witch, Wu Ding's exit has begun to take shape.

However, space skills such as teleportation and leaping across thousands of rivers and mountains in one step are not something he can master now.

He just disappeared and used the fastest movement to arrive at the luxury car prepared by Sanzhi.

"Mr. Wu."

"Go to the island."

"yes."

The power of capital is once again on display.

The helicopter comes as soon as it comes.

Take off in minutes and fly directly to the island.

This speed is still slightly slower than when Wu Ding relied on his own magic power to fly. It saves trouble.

I calculated the distance from my current location to the island.

Wu Ding decisively used his money power to fly over.

If he can lay out the situation, he will naturally be confident that he can retain people.

Well, don't worry, the caught fish can't escape anyway.

A certain island.

The construction of the Imperial Terrace began a few months ago. For the ancients, it was a very grand and huge project, but for modern people with the assistance of modern machinery.

The whole project was quite leisurely.

Drawings are provided directly, and construction materials are provided directly.

There is no need to lay a deep foundation, there are no complicated structures, and there is no need to even do hidden construction.

It’s hard to think about the speed.

Taking into account the employer's pursuit of excellence and the long construction period.

The entire construction site simply implemented the standard of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and no longer worked at night.

After nightfall, everyone went back to the temporary room at the construction site to rest. It was time to play and it was time to sleep.

Because it is a closed island, petty theft is even less likely. What kind of big thief? Kidd has retired, where is the big thief?

The foreman only needs to make sure that the head count is correct, and the entire construction site does not need any security.

What needs to be protected?

A half-built wooden house, or the various unrepaired bushes on the island?

Such a place with almost zero security.

Gin walked around for a full two hours.

The area of ​​this island is not very large. But for people on foot, it's not that small.

It wouldn't have been two hours since he was still in the same place.

The imperial platform that has been built with a framework can be said to be as conspicuous as a road sign.

Two hours ago, it was within Gin's sight. After walking straight for two hours, the height and size of the building had not changed at all.

In other words, he kept going in circles.

With Gin's IQ, he certainly wouldn't have discovered it after walking for two hours. In fact, he realized something was wrong after walking for fifteen minutes.

He spent the rest of the time trying to figure out how to break through this invisible maze.

He tried backing up, circling, marking, destroying vegetation, to no avail.

Gin looked at the flames with a gloomy expression as they burned out only three leaves.

Under the triple attack of oil-proof windproof matches, only three leaves were burned...

Damn it.

Gin pursed his slightly dry lips.

He lowered the brim of his hat, turned on his phone, and then closed it angrily...

There was no signal. Ever since he stepped onto the island, his cell phone had no signal.

Not only the signal, but all other functions of the mobile phone are disabled.

Gin even tried to dial the emergency number, but still couldn't get through.

Now that the mobile phone is in my hand, it is just a brick that lights up and tells the time. It has no use except to hit people.

At first, Gin thought it was an "ominous incident" that finally spread to the cadres.

Make up your mind to find a famous witch or mage to exorcise the evil spirits after you get out.

But now the forest cannot even burn, this cannot be explained by bad luck and luck.

The owner of this island has extraordinary power.

Gin's eyes suddenly became hot.

Isn’t what the organization wants more than power beyond mortals?

Isn’t it the ultimate evolution of human beings?

Isn't it just becoming a god?

Gin has already started to imagine catching the person behind the scenes and slicing him up for research.

The cool sea breeze awakened his passion.

So now... can we just wait?

Wait until dawn?

No, who knows what will happen then.

Gin stood there, looking at the starry sky that couldn't provide any guidance, his face was frighteningly gloomy.

If the fire can't be lit, then the only way is to use bombs.

Then he opened the suitcase.

He took out the □□ and prepared to assemble.

In an instant, all the trees around him emitted green light.

Without any warning, the leaves automatically adjusted their angles and aimed at Gin.

Ten thousand leaves fired at once.

Hide? Don't be funny.

Shooting from all directions without blind spots, at least tens of thousands of leaves, how to hide? How to hide?

When the first wound appeared, the feeling of a knife cutting through the skin made him decisively start running at the speed of life and death.

Should I be thankful that these leaves have weak penetration and that the leather jacket can still block them?

Gin ran for several hundred meters, and finally his feet softened and he fell to the ground.

The leaves behind him finally disappeared.

But the soft mud that made him fall to the ground began to gradually devour his feet.

It was not as fast as quicksand, but the speed of gradual sinking reminded him that if he did not act, he would be buried alive.

Gin is worthy of being Gin.

He took off his iconic cloak and threw it on the ground, and jumped to a safe area with the help of the tension of the clothes.

Then there was a "swamp" in front and "blade leaves" behind.

Go to both sides?

He didn't need to think about it.

The next second, a sour smell came from the side, and Gin hadn't made any move yet.

He knelt down.

His hands grabbed his heart fiercely in pain.

All he saw were illusions, countless noisy sounds in his ears, and his heart felt like it was being strangled.

It's poisonous.

But now he didn't even have the strength to cover his mouth and nose.

Just when Gin was on the verge of death, the strange poison gas suddenly disappeared.

Gin, who was saved, was sweating coldly and lying on the ground gasping for breath.

But he couldn't move a finger.

At this time, the sound of wild animals suddenly came from the quiet forest.

Rustling.

The low roar and the roar of the beast seemed to be communicating with each other.

Listening, these roars seemed to have become human language.

[Here]

[Here here]

[Ache, slow down. ]

[We should have come during the day. It's not polite to visit at night. ]

[It's not that the earl couldn't help it. ]

[Hehe, hehe]

[It's so interesting here. ]

[Ah, there are people here. ]

The sound of the beast and the human voice stopped at the same time.

Gin felt that someone was crouching down and sniffed gently.

[Earl, can I eat it? It doesn't smell like a good person. ]

"Hmm..." The person being asked seemed to be thinking about something.

Looking at Gin's luggage scattered not far away.

"Eat."