Conan's winery play house

Chapter 44
Miyamoto Aito seriously brushed his teeth, washed his face, and changed into pajamas.

Sitting in a row with Daifuku and Cookie, sitting on the bed.

Next to the pillow is a neat row of pure white paper figurines.

"Let's play games..." Miyamoto Aitto's tone was full of expectation.

Until he saw that the emotional value balance was reduced by 80.

"Did I buy anything?" He looked at his dwindling balance and wondered.

Obviously he only bought zoom lights, and erhu...

Aito carefully checked the expenditure of emotion value.

[One hour of game time costs [-] emotional points. ]
A total of eight pop-ups popped up for this spending message.

Aito calculated the time he played the game, the previous two hours, plus the extended game time yesterday...

Seems like eight hours, right?

but……

"Why were you free three times before?" Aituo asked sincerely.

[The first three experiences are free, and then there are paid items. ] The system replied to his question in almost seconds.

"So that's how it is. You let me play for free for six hours. Uncle System is really a good system." Aituo nodded confidently.

He calculated the emotional value he had.

If it is more than 1 million...

In exchange for game time, more than 1000 hours.

If you only play for two hours a day, it will only be enough for [-] days.

He may also need to buy some props.

"It feels like it's not enough at all..." Aituo rubbed his arms against Dafu, his tone troubled.

"Sure enough, I should say hello to Tokyo." He said after thinking.

Looks like I can't play games tonight.

But I am working hard for more game time in the future.

"Come with me to say hello to Tokyo." He jumped off the bed, stretched out his hand towards Daifuku and cookies, and smiled warmly.

The cookie jumped from the top of Daifuku's head to his palm, ran along his arm all the way to his shoulder, and lay there motionless.

Daifuku stretched out the bear's paw calmly and reliably and placed it in Aituo's palm.

"Then let's go." Aito held the bear's paw, his eyes tender.

He changed into a white hoodie and put on a hat.

The face was blocked.

"Let's find a target to say hello to, I don't have time to prepare fireworks today..." He turned on his laptop.

"However, if there are enough bombs, the effect is similar to that of fireworks...so you should find a gunpowder magazine..." He tapped the keyboard with his hands wearing black half-finger gloves.

"The largest gunpowder warehouse recently is Dongyang Gunpowder Kiln..." He looked at the picture displayed on the screen.

"Then it's decided." He decided with a relaxed tone.

He closed the notebook and held it in his arms.

"You can't let Brother Tou find out..." he thought, and opened the window.

Papa said that the identity of the white ghost cannot be known to other members of the organization.

He climbed up to the roof silently.

Big Bear, who was wearing a black coat and a black top hat, also followed him lightly.

The two figures jumped several times in a row and came to someone else's roof.

Jumped all the way to the roof of the building closest to the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot.

"The guards...ah, they're all drinking..." Aito looked in the direction of the guard room of the gunpowder magazine.

The door to the guard room was open.

The four figures were sitting drinking together, their faces were flushed, their expressions were in a daze, and they looked drunk.

"If they are employees under Papa, it will be miserable." Aito shook his head.

Papa is the person who hates dereliction of duty the most.

"Kill them." The white-haired boy smiled softly at the big bear beside him, and his tone was very cute and gentle.

Big Bear nodded silently.

So the next second, they appeared in the guard room.

Four drunken men took their lives before they could react.

"The key, the key... I found it." The white-haired boy squatted down, wiped the bloody dagger on the clothes of the corpse on the ground, and then picked up a bunch of keys with the dagger.

The body was not touched by hand during the whole process.

Dafu also wiped the blood from his claws on the corpse, and took back the sharp claws that came out.

It has turned into a soft doll bear paw, and the pink meat pads look very cute.

"I thought it would be a little troublesome, but I didn't expect it to be as easy as the United States." The white-haired boy held the key and smiled brightly at the big bear.

He even held a laptop with ease in one hand.

Around the big bear's neck is a violin bag.

Use the key to easily open the door of the gunpowder magazine.

"What a crude gunpowder..." Aituo shook his head after seeing a whole warehouse of gunpowder.

"No one in the organization seems to use these gunpowder anymore."

"But it's still a lot..."

"The power caused by it should be enough to say hello." He thought seriously.

Then start to arrange in earnest.

Time bombs were installed in the four corners of the warehouse.

It was crafted on-site using gunpowder from warehouses.

It's a bit rough, but it can still explode.

"Okay, we can go." Aito said standing up after arranging the gunpowder.

Holding Daifuku's hand, he left the warehouse.

And re-locked the warehouse door.

I found a tall building where I could clearly capture the whole explosion, sat on the roof and turned on the computer.

"It's just that this kind of greeting is not enough... How about sending a greeting text message to everyone in Tokyo? A greeting phone call is also fine."

The computer was on his lap, he thought as he tapped the keyboard with his ten fingers.

So he typed a bunch of words.

Set the sending time and the sending target.

The goal is to—

All mobile phone numbers in the Tokyo area.

After setting it up, he closed the computer.

Daifuku handed the violin into his hand.

He put the violin on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Good evening, everyone in Tokyo." He closed his eyes and smiled, a beautiful and sweet smile.

Along with his voice, there was a loud explosion.

Dongyang Gunpowder Depot was bombed.

Including a patch of buildings around the powder magazine, also did not survive.

Debris from the explosion flew everywhere and hit many people's homes.

caused more damage.

The fire rendered the night sky into the color of sunset.

Daifuku was shooting a video of the explosion at the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot with his mobile phone.

With a gentle smile on his face, Aito played the violin.

The Devil's Trill by Tartini.

Coupled with the constant screams and desperate wails when the explosion happened.

It's like the devil has come to the world.

At the same time, all owners with Tokyo phone numbers received an unknown call.

Including all police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The phones at everyone's positions rang almost at the same time.

They looked at each other and connected the phone.

"Good evening, everyone. It's a pleasure to say hello to you all." A cute, childlike voice came from the other end of the phone.

It's as if it's really like a child making friends.

After just such a simple sentence, the phone was hung up.

　Come on, come on, let's catch up with Qianqian.

　　Greetings are never absent.

　　This gunpowder magazine is the gunpowder magazine of the original theater version of Emperor Moritani stealing gunpowder.

　　 emmmmm... I thought that if the gunpowder was stolen, I wouldn't be able to find it, so why not blow it up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)