Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die

Li Mingming has been lurking here for half a month, and seeing the word lurking, yes, Li Mingming is a killer, and he is also relatively well-known in the industry. His nickname is Mingliang, why? Because Li Mingming has never missed a beat since his debut, the people he targets can't see the sun of tomorrow, and he has a good reputation. He never leaks the employer's information, and his methods are neat, so the business is very good.

This is Li Mingming's last business. Generally speaking, as a killer, you can't say the last business. This is a taboo and a curse, and many powerful masters have been cursed by this curse, such as where Li Mingming is located. The former No. 3 general who organized Ye Laixiang, Zhang Dashan, known as Yidao, just because he found a wife and wanted to quit, everyone even held a celebration party for him.

And even the leader of Ye Laixiang congratulated him on washing his hands, but Zhang Dashan said that he had to finish the last task before quitting. Even if everyone persuaded him, he refused to do it, and was finally sent back to **** by a bomb. Why hell, think about it, what did Li Mingming do? Murderer. Anyone who gives money will be killed.

So how can such a person go to heaven? Since they can't go to heaven, they go to hell. But why did Li Mingming touch this taboo? Because first of all, he was tired of this kind of killing, the second was that he had earned enough money, and the last was that Yi Gaoren was daring. He also understood Zhang Dashan's thoughts a little at the beginning.

After watching the target appear, I slowly aimed the sniper rifle modified from M16 at the target person. Why did Li Mingming use the gun modified from M16? This has to be mentioned as a hobby of Li Mingming. , just like to watch anime, especially Japanese anime, why not watch Chinese anime?

Because Li Mingming once thought about killing the bunch of people in the light, but the boss told him that the first rule of the Night Laixiang Killer Organization would not be allowed to kill without giving money, so Li Mingming gave up angrily, which is why he didn't like watching it. Chinese animation, right, and Li Mingming especially likes Skull 13 in Japanese animation.

That god-like killer, so I worshipped him madly, and then used the M16 that the Skeleton 13 has been using. Although the boss persuaded him, he never listened, so in the end, the boss just let it go. Taking a deep breath, bang~ A bullet slid across the quiet night sky and shot straight into the target's eyebrows.

In fact, for killers, normal heart beating is the best, but Li Mingming prides himself on his high skills, so he ignores that rule gorgeously, so the rules are dead and people are alive. After killing the target, Li Mingming packed up the room and left the room where he lived for half a month.

"Boss, as I said before, this is my last deal."

An unshaven middle-aged man in his 40s smokes a thick cigar. "Mingming, don't you think about it anymore? Boss, I've been in the business for ten years."

"Well, it's been almost ten years. If you walk by the river often, you can't get your shoes wet, so I'm going to get out of my body while I'm still fine. I've earned enough money anyway."

"Well, really, I lost another good player..." Looking at Li Mingming's disappearing figure. . . The middle-aged man took a sharp breath. . . "I often stand by the river, how can I not have wet shoes. Obviously you still can't see it?"

Leaving Ye Laixiang, Li Mingming officially quit the killer organization, and came to the paradise on earth Maldives with his luggage and guns to live the life of an otaku. Why did he bring a gun? Do you believe that killers have no enemies? So it is necessary to bring a gun, so how do you bring it on the plane?

Killers have their own special methods, and Li Mingming's method is to decompose the gun into different parts, and then install them in different models. Since the materials are special, they are not afraid of metal detectors, so they can't be checked. Flip through today's comic, Detective Conan. . This old guy can really write. .

Li Mingming buttoned his itchy nostrils, "Well? What is this?" Looking at the computer screen, a window suddenly popped up, "Do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to know if you are really alive?" "Cut, I used to be It's the killer, the meaning of life~ everything." Li Mingming, who was about to say no, subconsciously felt that the point was, and he didn't know why.

So Li Mingming clicked yes, and as a result, he lost consciousness gorgeously. . . . .

"Where is this..." Li Mingming felt that his headache was going to explode, but he subconsciously raised his hand but found a tingling pain, "No, the shoulder blade is broken!" Li Mingming was told by years of experience in killers. "What's wrong with me?" Li Mingming recalled his previous memory, and after he clicked the yes button, he went to consciousness.

Thinking of this, Li Mingming suddenly heard someone speaking in Japanese in his ear. As a killer, Li Mingming has studied six languages ​​including Japanese and English. "Doctor, this child moved a little bit just now, it seems that he woke up."

"Children? Could it be..." Li Mingming, who had been an otaku for a few years, of course knew that this situation might be almost a time-travel.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw the familiar ceiling of the hospital, and felt his body, "It should be the body that received a violent impact, which caused the left shoulder blade to break and the head to be severely damaged. Hit, it looks like an accident like a car accident." Then he revived himself, Li Mingming thought so.

At this time, a young man in his 30s came over. It seemed that he should be the attending physician. After arriving in front of Li Mingming, he began to examine Li Mingming's body, "Well, I will also take a CT of his brain. Got it, Dr. Matsuyama." The nurse next to him replied.

Immediately, Li Mingming felt that the bed he was in was pushed up, and it seemed that he was going to have a brain CT. . . . . .

Li Mingming, who was half leaning on the bed, looked at the few people in front of him, a middle-aged uncle, a young girl, and a few doctors, but why did this middle-aged man look familiar? Suddenly Li Mingming felt a sharp pain in his head and subconsciously He covered his head, "Xiao Tong, are you alright?" the middle-aged man said worriedly.

"Tomi? Could it be that my name is Hitomi? Is that middle-aged man the father of this body?" As the pain subsided, Li Mingming felt that a memory that did not belong to him appeared in his head. His name is Hitomi Mouri, and he is 7 years old this year. His father's name is Kozaburo Mouri, and his mother's name is Sakata Hika. The last memory reads that he had a car accident on the way home and lost consciousness after being hit violently.

And this middle-aged man is his uncle, Kogoro Mouri, "Wait!" Li Mingming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, "It seems that I am dressed really well, the world of Detective Conan.. . . . ”

"I'm fine. I just had a headache when I remembered something."

Maori Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his brother's only child with a complicated look. Today, Maori Kogoro at the detective office got a piece of news that could be said to be a bolt from the blue. His brother and sister-in-law were on their way home. In a car accident, he died on the spot. His nephew, Hitomi Mori, was seriously injured and in a coma.

Maori Kogoro, who sighed, didn't know how to tell this nephew. Li Mingming looked at Maori Kogoro's complicated expression, and probably guessed that the parents of the owner of this body had died. In the end, Maori Kogoro I decided to tell Li Mingming about it, because even if I wanted to hide it, it wouldn't last long.

"Xiaotong, I'm going to tell you some bad news next. As a child of the Maori family, I hope you hold on, your parents died in this car accident." As a result, Maori Kogoro found that Li Mingming in front of him was unresponsive.

Li Mingming suddenly said, "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

If Kogoro Mouri, who heard these words, doesn't know that his nephew has lost his memory, he should close the detective agency. The doctor was called in a hurry.

"Mr. Maori, your nephew suffered a violent blow to the head, so it's possible to lose his memory."

"So, when will I be able to remember the past?" Kogoro Mouri asked anxiously.

This is not necessarily the case. The doctor pushed his glasses. "Maybe a few days, maybe a few years, maybe a lifetime. You are also a detective, so you should know some medical knowledge. Our breakthroughs in neurology are the lowest, so... I advise you to go with everything." Shaking his head, the doctor went out.

"Maybe it's a good thing to lose memory, at least you don't have to suffer the blow of losing your parents." Kogoro Mouri thought to himself. Then Maori Kogoro told Maori Kogoro something, and Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Kogoro thoughtfully, and looked at Maori Kogoro so straight.

Mouri Kogoro felt that his nephew's eyes had a feeling of piercing through gold and jade, and he was a little hairy when he was looked at.

"Then, I believe you. Your eyes tell me that what you said is true."

"Little devil, do you know what eyes are?" Hearing Mao Litong's stinky words, Maori Kogoro was about to go up to repair this kid, but was pulled by Mao Lilan, "Dad, Xiaotong's injury is a serious problem. very serious..."

"Little devil, wait for your injury to heal..." Mouri Kogoro shook his fist.

"Okay Xiaolan, let's go. When his injury heals, we'll bring him to our house."

"Dad, you are still a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person."

"Humph~~"

Three months later, Mao Litong, who was completely healed, finally left the hospital where he had been held for three months. Looking at the blue sky outside, Mao Litong took a deep breath. Since he came to this world, I have to cherish this life well, but it's a pity that those savings from my previous life are gone, ICBC is **** cheap. . . . . .

Maori Hitomi, who was discharged from the hospital, was officially adopted by Maori Kogoro after being coordinated by Maori Kogoro at the police station. Since Maori Hitomi's parents bought a life insurance before his death, Maori Hitomi got a sum of 150 million. Yen insurance compensation, this money is also placed in the name of guardian Kogoro Mouri, as alimony for raising Hitomi Mouri, and when Hitomi Mouri is eighteen years old, it will be transferred to Hitomi Mouri.

Originally, Hitomi Mouri thought that the money must have been deducted by the drunkard Mouri Kogoro as a drinking fee. Unexpectedly, Kogoro Mouri deposited the money in a credit card in his name and transferred it to Hitomi Mouri, but in order to fear Hitomi Mouri spends money indiscriminately, setting a monthly limit of up to 100,000 yen.

For Kogoro Mouri's help, Hitomi Mouri is very grateful. "Let's go, Xiao Tong, you will live with us in the future!"

Mao Lilan said while pulling Mao Litong while walking. "That's right," Mao Lilan said, "Little Tong, there is a child at home, maybe you two will become friends."

Hitomi Mouri thought to herself, "It must be Conan's. Well, let's go meet the legendary detective. I still worship him anyway."

But Mao Litong, who pretended to be amnesia, had to pretend to be cold as always, so he nodded lightly. Mao Litong, who was a killer in his previous life, never left his gun, because once he didn't have a gun, he felt that he lacked a sense of security. , but now this body, this identity is really a bit sleepy to get a gun.

"Wait, if you pass through the dark world of China..." Mao Litong didn't get anything in the past three months. As a Transmigrator, Mao Litong also verified two things. First, all Transcendents have golden fingers. Hitomi is no exception, what is the golden finger? Mao Litong brought the skills of his previous life and copied it onto this body. That is to say, Mao Litong, who looks like a child, is no worse than Li Mingming in his previous life in terms of combat power, strength, and speed.

What is lacking may be the gap in body shape. The second thing is that China also has a dark world, which is the inner world in the novel. It is not the kind with superpowers flying all over the sky, but killers, spies, etc. A world of people who can't be exposed to the sun.

"Since there is no gun, let's make it from the dark definition of China. Those guns that I liked most in my previous life, but where do I get the money? It's hard to change career as a killer, but it seems that there is nothing else except this one. The money is gone, and the insurance money cannot be moved, otherwise it will arouse the suspicion of Mouri Kogoro."

As for why Maori Hitomi was so desperate to get a gun, and even did her best to kill people. Because the ten-year killer career in the previous life has carved this life with guns into the bones, without guns, it is like an addict who loses drugs, and now there is a scalpel from the hospital in Hitomi Maori's sleeve Woolen cloth.

It can also be said that Hitomi Mouri is a person with obsessive self-protection disorder. Hitomi Mouri, who had been planning her future along the way, found that she had arrived at Kogoro Mouri's detective office.

"Let's go, Xiaotong, we're home." "Oh." Looking at the rigid face of Mao Litong with white hair, Xiaolan was embarrassed, how could she feel like a decadent guy like her father.

Speaking of which, I would like to introduce that Mao Litong's hair is white. According to the doctor, this is a very rare genetic disease. It is formed the day after tomorrow. Due to the operation on the head, the hair was shaved off, and now it grows new. The hair that came out was only an inch long, and it really looked like an Ojisan (grandfather).

After Maori Hitomi sat on the sofa where he often appeared in the office, he looked around blankly. Maori Kogoro looked at the performance of his cold-faced nephew. Everything boiled down to amnesia and the sequelae of losing a loved one, "Little devil, From now on, this place will be your home, no matter if you will remember your past memories in the future, we will be a family."

Although Kogoro Mouri was mumbling while drinking beer, Hitomi Mouri, who has lived for decades in previous life, knew that these words contained the concern of a man, so Hitomi Mouri turned his head and said to Kogoro Mouri with a smile. , "Got it, uncle."

"Pfft~~~~~~~~~~~" Mouri Kogoro, who almost choked the beer into his windpipe by this smile, sprayed all the beer out. He wiped his mouth and said, "You kid, you can still laugh."

"Because I heard concern from your words, Uncle. This book tells me to smile for those who care about you."

As a result, Kogoro Mouri was surprised, because the name of the book was "999 Kinds of Attention to Interacting with People". . . . . . . . . . . . . .

At this time, Xiao Lan called out Conan who was sleeping in the room, "Little Hitomi, this is the child I told you, Conan!"

"Conan, this is my father's only nephew, Hitomi, whose parents died in a car accident a while ago."

Conan sighed inwardly, "How can you say these words face to face like this?"

In the end, he saw that the white-haired kid in front of him was expressionless. "Sister Xiaolan, why is he not sad at all?" Conan whispered in Xiaolan's ear.

"That's because he has amnesia and doesn't remember anything."

"Oh... so, it's really pitiful." So Conan stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Edogawa Conan, I am 7 years old this year."

Mao Litong put down the book he was flipping through, and extended his hand expressionlessly, "Hello, it is said that my name is Mao Litong, and it is said that I am 8 years old. It's a pleasure to meet you." smile.

"Uh... it is said... there is this smile." Conan's eyes shifted to an open book next to him, and he smiled when introducing people to each other. Now it's interesting. . Conan thought with a vertical line. "Sister Xiaolan, where do I want to live?" Mao Litong raised her head and asked.

"Come on, I'll take you to your room."

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Xiaolan..."

Afterwards, Mao Litong held her book and Xiaolan, and Conan came to his room together, "Hey~ Xiaotong, this is your room, you like it, but I put a lot of thought into setting it up."

Maori Tong looked blankly at this girl-like room, and she already despised Xiao Lan to the sky, "I said Sister Lan, I'm a man, do you understand? There are JJ's..."

Although Hitomi Maori pretended to be amnesic and inhumane, it didn't mean he was a fool, so she said, "Sister Xiaolan, I prefer blue, and this room seems to be for girls."

Conan leaned against the door and looked at Maurilan. . "Please.. how do you say that people are also boys. Of course, it is set up as a girl's room. It's really Xiaolan..."

"However, thank you Sister Xiaolan, but I'll trouble you to take those dolls."

"Okay..Okay..hehehe.. Xiaolan scratched her head in embarrassment. UU reading www.uukanshu.com." Then she rushed out of the room with a bunch of dolls in her arms. On the other hand, Mao Litong sat on the bed and looked around the room. It seemed that he had really put a lot of thought into it.

Thinking of this, Hitomi Mouri walked out of the room, "What is he going to do?" Conan looked at the white-haired little devil.

"Uncle Maori, I may live with you all these years, so half of the insurance money should be used as my maintenance fee. In this way, you can drink that thing that smells like horse urine every day."

"Pfft~~~~~~" "Damn kid, what are you talking about?" After wiping the beer from the corner of his mouth, Kogoro Mori waved his fist. . . . . . . . . .

"No need, kid, I don't need that money, your uncle, I'm the famous detective Kogoro Mori. Ahahahaha..."

Even in Japan, 100 million yen is a huge sum of money. People who can not covet this money will definitely not be the waste in the comics. In fact, Kogoro Mouri is indeed a pig to eat. Tiger guy. Thinking of this, Mao Litong smiled again, "Thank you uncle then."

"This kid..." Mouri Kogoro muttered, "but his smile is really good..."

"Everyone, it's dinner time."

"Hi!!"

Conan and Mouri Kogoro's eyes glowed green when they heard dinner. . . .

"Then... Little Hitomi, you're welcome."

Eating Japanese food that I haven't eaten for a long time, this taste is really unique, "Thank you, Sister Xiaolan, I like this taste very much, and it feels very familiar."

"Oh...is that so? Hehe...then you need to eat more. Um..."