MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 64 I suspect you are selling defective products

While questioning about the "Black Cat", Conan has also been observing the boss Manaka and Curator Ochiai.

He noticed the injury on Zhenzhong's shoulder for the first time.

After his eyes swept across the blood spattered on the floor, walls, long sword, and Curator Ochiai's armor, several scenes quickly flashed through his mind, combined with the shapes of bloodstains everywhere.

Conan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Curator Ochiai vigilantly.

At this time, a series of footsteps suddenly approached in the corridor behind him.

Conan turned his head quickly and saw Maurilan and Mauri Kogoro running anxiously.

Mouri Kogoro stopped at the entrance of the corridor and looked at Conan with a suspicious expression: "I seem to hear someone screaming? It's not that you are making noises in the museum."

"of course not…"

Conan looked at the father and daughter and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the uncle is inefficient in solving the case, he is quite sensitive to the incident.

Just thinking about it, a fist suddenly landed on his head, and Maori Kogoro shouted angrily: "I haven't asked you yet, what are you running around just now!"

Conan clutched the bag on his head and struggled for a while between "speaking about what happened before" and "keeping his mouth shut", and finally decided to pretend that nothing happened.

It's useless to say it, it will only make the two of them worry in vain - this is a choice he made after rational judgment, not because he feels that it is shameful to be locked in the toilet. Well, yes, that's it.

So facing Mouri Kogoro's question, Conan squeezed out an innocent smile and changed the subject: "Because I heard a very strange movement here! Uncle, guess what happened here?"

Before Maori Kogoro could answer, he said in an exaggerated, childish tone: "That old man in armor slashed the fat uncle from behind! It's scary!"

"What?!" Maori Kogoro's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The words spoken by the child in a firm tone are always hard to suspect. Looking at the "gangsters" wearing strange armor and blood on their bodies in the exhibition hall, Mao Lilan also became nervous and clenched his fists in fear.

"You're wrong." A retort came.

But to Conan's surprise, the one who spoke was not the perpetrator, but the fat boss who was stabbed.

"..." Curator Ochiai was about to admit it, but was snatched up by Boss Shinaka.

He frowned at the young man who was behind him, but Shinjo turned around and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "Are you going to take this painting to prison with you?"

"How can I bring it in..."

Curator Ochiai is of course reluctant to paint, and even more reluctant to take care of his daughter. But it was precisely because his daughter was watching from the side that he couldn't bluff his conscience and say that he didn't do anything.

"I was the one who was cut by you. Such a minor injury can only be regarded as a personal dispute. It should be up to me to decide whether to prosecute or not. My decision is to reconcile in private."

Boss Zhenzhong had a river of blood on his shoulders, but he said it with ease.

At this time, when he spoke, he was more agile than when he was young - obviously, when his appearance was devastated by the years, his experience was also growing rapidly:

"Black-collar...cough, the black cat will choose this time, it must be because Xiaokui wants him to appear now - that is to say, she doesn't want to see you in prison, and she doesn't want to be separated from you.

"Are you going to misunderstand her again and do something that makes everyone uncomfortable?"

These words are very convincing, but also very heart-wrenching, and turbid tears began to flow down the old face of Curator Ochiai. He raised his hand and wiped it hard, as if trying to hide his embarrassed posture, he turned his back.

Boss Zhenzhong looked at him and knew that this was a deal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, endured the severe pain on his shoulders and stood up straight, turning his head to look at the three people at the door:

"I accidentally scratched myself when I was playing with the Western sword here. Curator Ochiai ran over to help me, and I accidentally got bloodstains."

"Really?" Mouri Kogoro felt wrong, "Why is that old gentleman wearing armor?"

"He's the curator here. This is another medieval pavilion. The curator cosplays a medieval knight. Is there any problem?"

After being the boss for a long time, there is still a little momentum that he should have.

After Jinzhong bit the bullet and explained, he immediately changed the subject: "Thank you very much for your concern, but instead of asking some inexplicable questions, why don't you call an ambulance for me!"

"Ah, yes! I'm sorry!" When Mao Lilan heard this, she woke up like a dream, anxious and a little guilty at the same time - facing a person who was bleeding constantly, how could she just watch from the side...

She immediately turned her head and rushed out, borrowing a phone from the staff.

Boss Zhenzhong looked at her back, shook his head and laughed, then took out his eldest brother from his pocket and pressed 119.

"..." It seems that they don't need to appear at all. Mouri Kogoro nodded to the two of them embarrassedly and dragged Conan away.

Conan didn't really want to leave at first, but remembering the red eyes of the two people in front of him, he finally sighed and decided not to interfere in this matter.

Since the person who was hacked insisted that it was an accident, and the person who hacked the person has given up the action, then just as they said, let them solve it in private.

When he was dragged out and passed the "Do Not Enter" sign in the corridor, Conan was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of a person.

—Before, the neighbor downstairs stayed here for a while.

According to Mao Lilan, Shiraishi objected to her coming to visit last night, but today he came over by himself. No matter how he thought about it, it was a bit abnormal...

Reconnecting with what happened before... His abnormality seems to be not the only one.

The earliest was in the library. Before the library closed, Shiraishi appeared in the elevator. At night, the mysterious masked man appeared and kidnapped Ayumi, helping them escape the search of Curator Jinchuan in disguise.

And not long ago, when Dr. Ogawa asked them to find the sender of the gift, Conan saw Shiraishi in a bus. And one of the stops of that car is Rice Flower General Hospital.

After that, on the surface, the neighbor had nothing to do with the gift case.

But when Conan speculated that Dr. Ogawa's son was in danger and arrived at the scene, Ogino Kei, who was about to commit the murder, gave up the action inexplicably and knelt down and cried bitterly.

It's just like... just like the two people in the **** pavilion just now!

Conan only felt a light flash in his mind.

- Several cases were unsuccessful. Shiraishi had been to the scene before the incident, and after that, there had been people in black again... Oh, it seems that he should be called a black cat now.

In short, although there is no strong evidence, Conan intuitively feels that Shiraishi and Black Cat may be the same person.

There are of course differences: the black cat seems to be taller, the two people have different voices, and judging from the exposed lower half of their faces, their looks are also different.

But because there is a magical mother who is good at cross-dressing, Conan's thinking is very open in this regard:

The height can be adjusted through the heightening pad, and some people can change their voice perfectly without a voice changer.

As for the difference in the face - perhaps after disguising, he deliberately put on a half-face mask to confuse others.

After all, when a scam is exposed, many people will relax unconsciously, thereby ignoring the second scam hidden under the scam. Black cats may have used this psychology.

It's entirely possible, after all... that's a magician who's elusive!

…

"Speaking of which, the dress is so terrifying, why did you choose the cute code name 'Black Cat'?" This made Conan very puzzled:

"The same is true in behavior. What he does is to stop the murder or persuade others to surrender, but he has to put on a bad face..."

Conan complained on the phone when he entrusted Dr.

He described the appearance, clothing, and common behavior patterns of the black-clothed people. The only feature of Onmyoji was that he only mentioned one sentence casually.

Conan is a materialist after all, and he feels that this has no reference value.

Dr. A Li said: "It's probably a personal hobby, or maybe he happened to have a black cat, so he used it as a nickname."

As Dr. Li said, he looked at the countless "black cats" on the screen, very big.

This nickname is too popular, and there are some real black cats in the middle, which makes it difficult to distinguish.

Looking at those materials, Dr. Li suddenly remembered one thing:

"By the way, come over tonight when you are free - I made a new thing, haha, you must like it."

…

In the cafe, Shiraishi still didn't know that Conan was trying to rip off his waistcoat as if he were hanging up.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't be too worried.

The protagonist will definitely not believe in out-of-body souls. As long as he and the "black tie" appear next to him at the same time, Conan's eight achievements will be like Maorilan who sees Kudo Shinichi and Conan at the same time, dispelling doubts~www.novelbuddy.com ~ I should have thought of a title in advance. "

Shiraishi sat in the cafe, a little regretful:

"I made up the weird name 'black tie' temporarily, which fits my unpredictable weird image, but it's not handsome at all."

"Actually, it's okay." Butterfly Ren stood behind the counter, his mouth was as sweet as honey, and he secretly kicked the discarded pot into the corner:

"The tie feels mature and elegant, and it fits your image."

"Thank you, but no matter how much you praise me, I can't afford to buy more pots for now..." Shiraishi sighed haggardly when he heard the slight noise caused by the scraping of the steel and the wooden floor.

Although the money has not been exhausted, Shiraishi has gradually become accustomed to the routine of Q version profiteers.

In order to prevent her from being unable to buy her favorite products, she must always save a little in her passbook.

After having a friendly exchange with the staff and harvesting a wave of strange props, Shiraishi passed through the door behind the counter, returned home, and turned on the light screen.

There is only one task in the taskbar at the moment:

[Rescue the lost who jumped back and forth between art and money x2] [Completed]

He pokes open to check the reward, and this time, as before, there is nothing new:

【100,000 yen】

【[N] Memories Fragments】

[Random props [click to extract]]

Shiraishi reached out and pressed towards the last line.

The font scrolled quickly, and when it was slowly frozen, this line of words was actually separated into two lines.

This has never happened before.

Shiraishi was stunned for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he found that what he drew this time was a bit strange—

【Butterfly (Incomplete)】

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