People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Sunset over the West Mountains.

On the way to the airport, Nobita Yamaoka drove in front.

Fujiwara Yusheng took out the map boredly, and the gray yuan on the side poked his little head and lay on Fujiwara Yusheng's arm, and on the left was Kuroba Kaito, who stared at the window and pulled his face.

"Not to mention, this face is really handsome.

"That's it. Fujiwara said with a smile.

"yes, it's still slightly inferior to me. "

Well, you've learned half of my essence. Fujiwara looked at the map for the rest of his life and didn't look back.

Gray Yuan Wai just wanted to say: You two are the same stinky fart.

At this time, the black feather Kaito who was wearing Fujiwara's face turned his head to look at the real Fujiwara Yusheng on the side, because of Gray Hara's mourning, she didn't like Fujiwara Yusheng lying on top of someone else's face when he was lying on him, so Fujiwara Yusheng had not changed his face.

"What are you doing all the time looking at a blank piece of paper?"

Fujiwara was silent for the rest of his life, and the gray plain on the side was slightly surprised, but he was also silent, because Fujiwara didn't move for the rest of his life.

Looking at the reactions of the two, Kuroba Kaito asked,

"Is there any secret up there?"

"See for yourself."

Fujiwara Yusheng handed him the map.

Black Feather Kaito held the map, frowning, and suddenly he suddenly let out an "oh" like a sudden realization.

"I saw it too. "

What do you see?" asked Fujiwara Yusei.

"I don't tell you, only the wise can see. "

Hmm... Fools can't see it. Fujiwara Yusheng added.

The gray plain on the side couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing: "The emperor's new clothes, Black Feather is fighting you, the fake emperor."

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you, na, I'll give you back, a blank piece of paper is still on me, it's strange to say that you're not going to say it." "

Kuroba Kaito is just trying to liven up the atmosphere, which is very much in line with his personality.

An elegant magician with a sense of humor.

Fujiwara forced a smile as if only he and Ashbara could see the map.

No!

Fujiwara thought of this, and suddenly his head was confused, how did

the Yamaguchi Stone Tree know that this was what he wanted? Can even the Yamaguchi Stone Tree know that this is a map, or can he see it? Sure enough, the Yamaguchi Stone Tree

is definitely not simple, at least he must know something.

In order to test his conjecture, Fujiwara waited until a very long traffic light intersection and showed the map to Nobita Yamaoka to see.

Nobita Yamaoka asked puzzledly, "President, what are you doing on the white paper for me

?" Fujiwara took back the map thoughtfully, and then said, "No, do you look at this blank paper, does it look like life?"

Nobita was speechless.

"Stupid~bastard.

Gray Yuan Ai watched Fujiwara's actions for the rest of his life, and immediately whispered.

Fujiwara Yusheng turned around and pinched her little face, and kissed it.

"This is punishment!" Fujiwara said viciously as he retrieved the map.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Gray Hara continued to stare at Fujiwara's face defiantly, his gaze slowly moving to his mouth.

"Please, can you think about someone in the back. "Black Feather wants to cry without tears, and he is ridden by his boss and sprinkled dog food on his face.

Nobita Yamaoka smiled silently, he had long been accustomed to the behavior style of his own president.

.....

Aerodrome.

Black Feather Kuaidou jumped out of the car without love, and Gray Yuan Ai walked between the two, and looked carefully at her or 'Josel' next to her.

Josel carried his luggage, and Fujiwara was like an uncle, and he walked forward.

"Douzi, can you not be so arrogant in your steps. "

Ah, isn't this learning from you

?" "Hmm, am I usually so arrogant?" asked Fujiwara Yusheng suspiciously.

I saw that Gray Yuan Ai thought for a while, and then nodded steadily: "It's more arrogant than this!"

Fujiwara himself actually didn't know some of his behaviors, at most, he could know his habits.

Behavior and habits are such things, and you will not notice them at all.

For example, no one cares where they put their tongue or their arms before they go to bed.

Or is it.... (The author is usually wrapped around his waist, you know what I'm talking about - bad laugh, just kidding)

....

Along the way, until the ticket check was about to take off, Fujiwara watched Kuroba Kaito imitate him like a mirror for the rest of his life.

Fujiwara felt a little blushing for the rest of his life, especially when talking to people, that smile towards people was too enthusiastic.

To be honest, he didn't deliberately pretend to be anything, he was naturally approachable, and he didn't usually regard himself as an important person.

It may also give someone a look that he is very good at handling it.

Of course, if someone tries to pinch him, he will probably crush him...

Finally, night fell.

The long wait time was bad news.

I was getting ready to board my plane and get on my last flight, when I was suddenly told that Neon's airport was all closed.

Fujiwara Yusheng's face was as usual, and he exited the airport with the appearance of Josel and Kuroba Kaito and Gray Plains.

The three of them sat in the waiting hall, staring wide-eyed.

"What the hell?" Kuroba Kaito was ready to show Fujiwara the rest of his acting skills.

As a result, the brakes fell halfway, isn't that an inch? It's

so uncomfortable.

"There should be something big, otherwise there wouldn't have been such an emergency lockdown. Fujiwara felt his backpack in his left hand, and it contained the map that Yamaguchi Shishu had given him.

He had probably figured out where the map was.

It should be the Zhongnan Mountain of Huaguo.

But this map is very old, and it is almost impossible to see what a modern map looks like.

However, now it is useless to know that the map is gone, and the planes are gone.

Just when they wondered what was going on, there was no shortage of tourists in the lobby who began to ask the front desk impatiently.

The staff informed: Please watch the news broadcast in the hall.

The ubiquitous electronic screen is now looping an important message.

The neon nationwide evening forecast urgently inserted a piece of news about the assassination of an important leader in the eastern capital.

It is said that the killer has a clever method, but he has not been found until now, so in order to prevent the killer from escaping, it was decided to start martial law.

After all, the assassination of the last election has already learned from the past. (For readers who don't remember, you can read the plot of chapter 159, that Shichiro Abe.)

At this point, Neon has completely stopped the external channel, and it is necessary to thoroughly investigate the matter.

Because it involves a high-level level, other countries are embarrassed to intervene, after all, important people have died.

The deceased are great, and various countries have sent condolences.

(Congratulations +1).