【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

"Is this considered self-exposure?"

Kuroba Kaito hid in the alley and watched Mouri Ran get into a taxi and drive away.

"Based on my limited understanding of Kudo Shinichi, what we two did just now was a bit too obvious."

Wakagi Ryo smiled and put his arm around Kuroba Kaito's shoulder, "That's right, he revealed his identity."

"I know it's fun to amuse the little detective, but have you forgotten that you still have to move bricks in the museum's warehouse tonight?"

Kuroba Kaito was shocked, "Didn't we agree that you don't have to go to work today?!"

Wakagi Ryo tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and revealed a darkened face like Kudo Shinichi.

Kuroba Kaito:...

Not willing to work overtime alone late at night, the little pigeon subconsciously asked, "Then what are you doing? Didn't the professor assign you any tasks?"

Ruo Mu Liang blinked, "Of course, I have a lot to do."

He counted on his fingers and told Kuroba Kaito one by one, "I'm going to poison, kidnap, plant explosives, and then..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

That’s enough, it’s too harsh, stop talking!

Wakagi Ryo: "So you want to go with me?"

"No need, physical work like moving bricks is more suitable for me, haha."

The little pigeon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gave a weak smile. He felt that if he stayed with the crazy kid in the professor's house any longer, he might shorten his life.

Wakagi Ryo watched Kuroba Kaito flee in panic, then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

The series of very cruel plans just now were not meant to fool Xiaoge. Putting aside other things, at least he had to control the criminal of this London chapter - Mr. Hades who was scattering notes all over the map.

By the way, find a warm temporary home for dear -80.

We can't always pick on Shuichi Akai alone to bully him. Brother Mao has looked visibly haggard recently.

Let’s just take care of it first.

After finishing it, he had to rush to the little pigeon, switch into the professor's vest and help move the cultural relics.

Super busy!

An hour later, Kuroba Kaito was hiding in the corner of the museum warehouse, and out of boredom he grabbed an innocent patrolling little spider and played with it in his hands.

The poor little spider's eight mechanical legs were trying in vain to grab the air.

A hand wearing a black glove stretched out from behind Kuroba Kaito and saved the patrolling spider from Kuroba Kaito's hands.

"Professor, you're finally here!"

Ruomu Liang nodded. The professor looked as elegant and calm as ever, without any sign of the embarrassment of rushing back and forth.

"Don't disturb their scanning work, Kaito-kun."

Ruo Mu Liang put the little spider back on the ground and watched it scurry away. It was only because of these little spiders working 24 hours a day to scan and help Moran create files, otherwise the paperwork alone would give him a headache for a long time.

"What to do next?"

After admiring the professor's second move with full special effects, Kuroba Kaito looked at the huge warehouse with some worry.

Their priority was to locate corners where broken large stone sculptures, murals, Buddha statues and other cultural relics were piled. These cultural relics were huge in size, and because of their rough transportation and careless preservation, the difficulty of restoration could be said to be the highest among all the cultural relics.

Whether it is the security personnel in charge of patrols, or the experts or other staff who occasionally take some things in the name of repair, they will never approach this corner where there is no money or profit on weekdays.

The cultural relics stored in the middle section of the warehouse are mainly broken bronzes, medium and large porcelains, pottery, etc.

The front half of the warehouse is filled with jewelry, jade, gold and other items, mostly burial objects.

The security personnel patrol these two areas relatively diligently, and it is difficult to deceive them with projection.

After all, we can't alert the enemy.

"It doesn't matter, just close the museum for two days."

Wakagi Ryo patted Kuroba Kaito on the shoulder with a smile, "By the way, don't forget to deliver the last letter of challenge tomorrow."

"Be as exasperated as possible."

"Oh."

Kuroba Kaito blinked and responded obediently.

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In the early hours of the morning, Kuroba Kaito took advantage of the cover of night and stopped at the entrance of the British Museum with the last letter of challenge, stunned.

Compared to a day ago, the entire main entrance of the museum has changed a lot.

Ruomu Liang shook the completely empty paint can in his hand, and the paint can exploded as expected. The only red paint left at the bottom of the can was sprayed all over his body without any waste.

Tsk.

Wakamu Ryo didn't care much. He threw the exploded paint can away, took out the last statue of a knight riding a green horse from his pocket, and threw it on the ground casually.

Of course, all of the above violations were done wearing gloves.

Hearing the footsteps, Wakaki Ryo turned around and glanced at the confused Kuroba Kaito. His baby face, stained with a little red paint, looked like he had just come out of some dismemberment scene.

Kuroba Kaito swallowed subconsciously and touched the goose bumps that suddenly appeared on his arms.

"Good morning~ Mr. Kaito."

Kuroba Kaito looked at the graffiti on the large open space at the main entrance of the museum, and suddenly felt that the challenge letter that had been warmed up in his pocket was very redundant.

"What are you..."

"My husband wants this place to be closed for two days, but he doesn't want me to kill anyone, so this is the only way."

Wakagi Ryo spread his hands, revealing a rather helpless expression.

"In my opinion, the quickest way is to just hang a corpse at the front door, or put a few dolls the same height as yours."

Kuroba Kaito:...

Even more scared.

"I remember there seemed to be night patrols here as well?"

Ruomu Liang pointed at a few people stacked up in the corner, "Over there, it's good to be young, just lie down and fall asleep."

Kuroba Kaito silently walked forward and checked the breath of the security personnel one by one. After confirming that they were all still alive, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it seems that although the professor's child is crazy, at least he is obedient.

He quickly checked the museum's main entrance and some nearby cameras, then rushed to the north entrance to take a quick look.

The cameras were destroyed in a rather rough manner, and the security personnel who were attracted to the scene are currently sleeping soundly in the corner.

Both entrances showed signs of forced destruction.

If he didn't know the truth, based on the traces at the scene alone, he would probably come to the conclusion that "a lousy thief tried to break in by force, but failed, so in frustration he created a crude piece of graffiti at the entrance to Great Russell Street."

Kuroba Kaito returned to the gate and took a look at the bright red, huge "F**K" on the ground and touched his nose.

Then he squatted down and examined it carefully.

I don't know what brand of paint the professor's child used. Kuroba Kaito tried rubbing it with his fingers and scraping it with his fingernails, but not a single drop of paint could be rubbed off.

As solid as a horse.

Kuroba Kaito wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This is a simple and rough method that I never expected."

"The simple and crude method is the best."

Ruo Mu Liang put his hands on his hips proudly, "The camera didn't leave any record of me, but afterwards they will get testimony from the security guards that 'there was only one person on the other side'.

The British Museum has always had problems with the theft of cultural relics, and they have not updated their outdated security system over the years.

Now a large number of cultural relics in the museum are being moved because of a lousy thief who failed to break in?

impossible. "

Wakagi Ryo shook his head firmly. "The paint is specially made and it will take a while to clean it up. So the best way is to close the museum and suspend visitors, and then find a way to remove the graffiti."

"Plus, the Wimbledon tennis finals are being held these two days, so the number of visitors to the museum is already pitifully small, so closing the museum won't cause much loss."

“Unless they are shameless enough to operate normally with more than ten meters of f**k graffiti on their head.”