Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 159 The Undead on Baker Street [V]

Qin Jiu opened his eyes and found himself wrapped around Beifeng's body like an octopus.

Bei Feng smelled so good, even though he knew he was dreaming, he was still a hostage kidnapped by a computer, and he was still intoxicated by gin and wine.

He didn't let go, and found a comfortable position to continue entanglement.

Beifeng: "..."

Gin's claws clasped his waist tightly, and his face rubbed against the danger zone.

Tu Feimi was finally thrown up by Hui Yuanai, her blue eye widened instantly, and she fell down again in fright. There was another scream from below, but no one cared.

What everyone cares about is that a chicken jumped in from the small clinic, its snow-white corns stared at the parrot with snow-white bird eyes on the table. Hit, the corns rolled over, and passed out in front of the two people present.

Gin silently took out the water gun from his pocket and sprayed out...

The soggy chicken didn't move.

Beifeng untied Gin's claws one by one, put the irresistible Gin on the most precious big bed, silently stretched out his poisonous hand to the chicken, and lifted it skillfully into the kitchen.

Once, there was a sincere rooster placed in front of Beifeng, wanting to play action games with Beifeng's bird, but the owner of the bird didn't cherish it, and when he lost it, he regretted it. this!If God could give him another chance, he would say twelve words to that rooster: "Only American chickens are qualified to pick my chicken."

Ordinary cocks that don't lay eggs, please be mellow and get away.

Otherwise, you will exist in another form.

10 minutes later:
The chicken has successfully completed its metamorphosis, losing its white hair and becoming golden. The only thing that remains the same is the pair of sincere bird eyes!The hot fried chicken was finally out of the pan, and the four people around the table were ready to grab it, and finally...

The plate was brought up, and as soon as Tu Feimi and Qi Yu Chuanxue picked up the chopsticks, they saw two other hands clasping the plate in front of them at the same time. In the blink of an eye, a plate of fried chicken was split into two, leaving only It's empty.

The battle ended: half of the fried chicken went into Gin's stomach, and half went into Hui Yuanai's little mouth. Beifeng watched the two bottles of wine enjoying their taste, while sipping tea gracefully, and took the gin with his mouth and tried his best to hand it over Another chopsticks, Tufeimi and Saitama Chuanyuki are watching from the side, holding a long cucumber kindly delivered by the kind Beifeng, and at the same time exuding the scent of lemon essence to add fragrance to the air.

Hui Yuanai used a fork to pick up the last chicken nugget in the bowl. In order to prove that she was a considerate and gentle lady, she finally stuffed the chicken nugget into Tu Feimi's mouth.

Saitama Chuanyuki: (_)
It's good, now I'm the only one left to grieve alone!

And the result of the secondary transformation of the form of the chicken is: from the broken piece to the bone, and from the bone to carbon powder.

Yes, even the chicken bones were used. They were burned in the brazier to generate carbon, emitting the last light and heat. The whole chicken was left with only a bunch of sincere corns, still looking up at the sky in the trash can.

The last chicken ashes have been scattered out of the window to nourish the tree.

Whole chickens are not ruthless chickens, turned into ashes for greening.

"This is the map of the temple." Beifeng took out the map that he had untied from the chicken leg before, and carefully analyzed the clues to the team of four: "First of all, the initial prompt is identity, the answer to Qinshi's riddle Lonicera, my identity, Mishi There are two answers to the puzzle, a tool for robbing the tomb, and you need to gather the team first to find the treasure."

"so……"

The clinic window was pulled open, revealing a gray head.

Tool pretended to be passing by and let out a hello, but everyone stared at the dust on top of his head in unison.

"How did you moisten this big tree in the end? Is it okay to do greening on the head?" Tu Feimi expressed his opinion.

Hui Yuanai added: "People nowadays steal everything, even the fertilizer of trees."

Saitama Chuanyuki: "The morality is lost, human nature is distorted."

Qin Jiu touched the gun with one hand, and wanted to get into Bei Feng's pocket with the other hand. Bei Feng controlled the little hand that was rubbing in the dangerous area, thinking that he had successfully controlled Qin Jiu.

However, Qin Jiu's eyes are bright, and he is about to say, "Ah! The plan is clear~"

Then Qin Jiu jumped up, wrapped his hands and feet around Beifeng, and continued to crazily explore on the edge of danger.

The rest of the audience suddenly froze, looking at the child with his hands and feet clamped on Beifeng's body, looking up along the flowing smooth silver hair, there was a bunch of crooked hair swaying vertically on the top of his head.

Gin's satisfied expression is particularly attractive.

Even Chicken Moisture's puppet has discovered a new world.

Instantly turned cute, the blood tank was reduced to zero!

Also including Hui Yuanai.

She thought she was crazy.

But that man must be untouchable, so it's better to take the next best thing, move your hands to follow your brain, and rub the head of Tu Feimi, who also has a dull hair beside him.

Tu Feimi exploded in an instant, shook off the unreasonable Huiyuan claw, and ran away with a proud face.

……

So cute, Gin with long hair, so cute, Beifeng was taken aback.

I want to touch my head.

I just don't know if he washed his hair or not.

……

Qin Jiu didn't know that as a member of the Mude Emotional Killer, he could have so many cute babies one day, and he was content to hang on the man he had a crush on, absorbing his seductive aura.

Even two hands and two feet are not enough.

I want a little more~
Beifeng saw that little head so close to the scalpel in his pocket, his heart skipped a beat, he pulled that little head away, Gin stared, but consciously moved closer, less than a millimeter away from the danger .

Beifeng stood still without changing his face, lowered his head and put his hands on the top of his soft head naturally: "Qin Jiu, you are almost touching my knife."

Gin: "???"

With a flash of white light, Qin Jiu saw Beifeng take out the big knife from his pocket.

With the knife out, he could continue to get closer, but he saw Beifeng's wise eyes.

"Oh." Qin Jiu jumped down slowly, not because he was afraid of being punctured.

Shuangguo and Saitama Chuanyuki showed unsatisfactory expressions.

Hui Yuanai no longer looked at the gin, but looked in the direction of another white hair.

Tu Feimi popped her head out and stared back.

Whatever you look at, you have to pay it back when you go out!Little foreign girl, wait for me!

Crying in his heart, Tu Feimi was honest and willing to walk out, sitting on Xue Lixuebai's lap, shaking his legs and being patted on the head.

Don't ask what it feels like, just enjoy it.

Beifeng was envious when he saw it. I heard that the human pillow is very soft and comfortable to sleep on. Everyone praised it, but unfortunately I don't have one yet.

Fortunately, the people with their own thoughts were not dazzled by the mess in front of them. They thought of the ancient tombs and temples in the distance.

The tool man thus exerts its social instrumentality and exists as a temporary navigation and path-opening tool.

The embarrassing group of four followed behind him to eat melon seeds, and while commenting on the special effects of the ancient tomb, they can give nine points, one point less because there is no trash can.

The tool is watching from the side. He has lived for so many years, and the tomb robber has only overturned once. In addition to being able to bend and stretch, it is also because he is extremely cautious.

"There is a high probability that there is no treasure in this deserted temple."

North Wind kicked open the basement door.

"is it?"

tool:"……"

"Even if there is a secret path, it is unlikely that there will be a treasure."

Beifeng jumped down and brought back a lump of jade after a while. The color is very good, the gold powder on the edge is dim, and it has been a few years.

"Opportunities are often accompanied by danger." Tool's face turned pale.

"There is no danger, there is one." Bei Feng stretched out his hand without changing his face, and pulled out a dog skeleton from below.

Others started clapping.

The tool enters self-closing mode.

Forget it, I'm just an emotional tool that doesn't deserve to appear, so it's better to be alone and beautiful at this time.

……

Yusaku Kudo was outside in fear, because Conan was already on the road of overturning the car, he raised the bottle and looked at the man, life and death were in an instant.

When the game data is out of control, it is possible for these npcs to do anything.

Suddenly, Yusaku Kudo saw the weird atmosphere in the copy of Solomon.

A row of people were eating melons with skillful movements and neat steps. An npc was scouting the way ahead with a butcher's knife, looking back from time to time with complicated eyes, and a layer of dust on his head.

Yusaku: "???"

Baga, I'm so ignorant, it turns out that melon seeds are more suitable for ancient tomb temples!

It turns out that you should eat your own melons to go to heaven, so the fat melons will not flow out ~ and you should also eat enough of other people's melons before you go to heaven!Everything can be whore!
A man who is called Yusaku is not called excellent and has no talent for comedians thinks so.

　Absolutely don't want to prostitute your youth for nothing, Jia Geng owes it first, there are six students in total, I only owe six chapters, okay?Pay it back after the holiday.I write books almost purely for my own entertainment, and I never expected to make so many friends. Thank you for your support!Rewards are almost enough, and almost 10% of the platform will come to me~~ I really took time to write while studying, and I didn’t save the manuscript!After school at 30:[-], a lot of homework, moaning on the bed in the third party, really lack of energy!
　　
　
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