Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In an ordinary apartment in Tokyo.

Natsume Xing was actively and happily preparing tonight's dishes.

Tonight is a sleepless party night~

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang.

"Hello, here's your express delivery." A young man's voice came from outside the door.

"Ah, I don't think I bought any express delivery?" Natsume Xing said, but still went to open the door out of habit.

A courier boy held a small and exquisite box in one hand, and with the other hand from his waist...

He stretched out a gun and pointed it at Natsume Xing's forehead.

!!

Natsume Xing, who had not yet reacted, looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him in shock and felt the breath of death.

boom!

What was fired out were not bullets, but a bunch of colorful fireworks.

?!

"Celebration!" The person in front of him tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a handsome face.

"Oh? Mom, you really scared me." A feeling of surviving a disaster filled Natsume Xing's whole body.

"Hehe, you can only blame yourself for not being careful enough. A little bit of complacency made you open the door easily. If the person just now really wanted to kill you, you would be dead." Chivas' mother looked at her innocent baby son. It seemed that he was not trained enough.

Natsumehoshi's nightmare will last forever...

"Then mom, what are you doing?" Natsume Xing looked at the human skin mask in Chivas' mother's hand.

"Ah, this. Actually, I, mom, can change my appearance~" Chivas's mother shook the human skin mask in her hand and said proudly.

"Ah, mom, you can actually disguise yourself? Why don't you teach me?"

"Well, I don't have much time after all, so I can only teach you some computer skills. But after you become a member of the code name, we will have more time to spend together, and I will teach you slowly then."

Chivas's mother looked at the delicious food on the table and said, "My son is great. We don't even need to do anything."

"Hehe~"

"Lizi, I bought some drinks. Hey, my son has prepared the dishes. It looks like we can eat right away." Yuanye's father came back exhausted.

It was obvious that both of them rushed back immediately after receiving the notice from the organization.

"Then let's eat first and try my cooking skills~"

……

After a quick meal, the family leaned back on the sofa, contentedly.

"My son did a good job!" The parents smiled with satisfaction (dryly), but there seemed to be something else in their eyes.

Natsume Xing coughed awkwardly. Well, actually I put too much salt...

ding dong~

Huh? Someone else is coming.

Chivas's mother looked at the door vigilantly and quickly hid in the bedroom. Natsume Xing got up to open the door, and Yuanye's father touched the gun on the table.

This time, open the door cautiously.

"Hey kid, I heard you passed the test, congratulations~"ヾ ^_^?

Scotland and Bourbon stood side by side in front of Natsumehoshi and congratulated him.

"Scots teacher and Bourbon, why are you here too?"

"Bourbon and I were on a mission nearby, and when we received a notice from the organization saying there was a new codenamed member, we knew it was you, so we came over to congratulate you." Scotland smiled and pulled at Bourbon, who looked reluctant.

"Thank you, Scottish teacher and Bourbon." Natsume Xing smiled like a flower in May.

"By the way, this is a gift for you." Scotland said and took out a photo from his pocket.

"What is this? This is a group photo of us at the ski resort!" Natsume Xing took the photo and looked at the funny picture of Bourbon being pulled over by Scotland, which was really funny.

"Yes, I printed it out, one for each of us. This is our travel memory."

Yes, it is indeed a memory, and it may be the only memory I will ever have. . . .

"That's all, Bourbon and I still have a mission, so we'll leave first. I wish you the best of luck and a bright future." Scotland waved and left with Bourbon.

Thank you...

"It's really great that you have such a companion and teacher." Chivas came out and said with a smile.

Yes, it's good.

But...history won’t allow it...