The Journey of the Light-type Superpower

"Eh? Are they really that similar?" On the way home from class, Sonoko asked Xiaolan while curiously looking at Yanyan who was walking and chatting with Yuanta and the others.

"That's right, my dad and I were both shocked when we saw it! Right, Conan?"

"Yeah." Conan answered absentmindedly.

Conan looked at the message he received on his mobile phone: the new member sent by the Black Organization has begun to act. This new member is particularly good at gathering intelligence and is a spy with extraordinary observation and insight.

New member code name... Bourbon.

It has been several days since I received this message, but there is still no information about this Bourbon.

"Your expression is so serious. Did something happen?" Huibara, who was walking beside him, asked in a low voice while looking at his expression.

"No, nothing." Conan decided not to tell her. There was no clue at all, and it would only make her worry for nothing.

Ayumi: "I heard that a super handsome older brother came to the Poirot Cafe and made delicious sandwiches. Let's go try it!"

"Sandwich?" Yanyan thought of the sandwich made by Uncle Guang. It was the most delicious sandwich he had ever eaten.

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the door of Poirot Café.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw several circles of people gathered inside, and I didn’t know what they were doing.

"Did something happen?" Several people were startled and walked quickly into the store.

"Hey, Mr. Amuro, how did you make this sandwich?"

"Hey, this is the sandwich that the lady ordered. Please enjoy it slowly!"

"Great job, Mr. Amuro!"

"Mr. Amuro..."

"Ms. Nakagawa, this is seafood pasta. Please enjoy!"

The few people who just came in stared in amazement at the handsome blond and dark-skinned guy who was maneuvering easily among a group of high school girls.

The person who heard the doorbell rang smiled and looked over to them: "Welcome... It turns out to be Miss Lan and Conan, hello."

While greeting Xiaolan, Yuanzi and the others, Toru Amuro glanced at Yanyan who was standing among a few children.

"Uh... hello, Mr. Amuro." Facing the envious gazes of so many high school girls, Xiaolan said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Wow~ Rather than saying they're similar, they're more like they're exactly the same. By the way, this level of popularity... is ridiculous!"

Yuanzi squatted down and pointed at Yanyan: "I can't imagine, will this shy and awkward little guy have this kind of personality when he grows up?"

Yanyan looked at the person who looked so much like her with curiosity.

"Hey, big brother, are you Yanyan's brother?" Yuantai walked over and asked.

Amuro Toru: "..."

"No, kid. This kid here is called Yanyan. Hello, Yanyan."

"Hello, big brother." Yanyan greeted politely when her name was called.

"..." Amuro Toru touched his head with a heart attack.

A group of people found a place to sit down and ordered some delicious food. Yanyan, biting a sandwich in her mouth, looked over there in confusion.

This familiar taste...

Over there, Toru Amuro was looking at Yanyan in a good mood. After thinking for a while, he heated up a few more cups of milk.

"Milk is more nutritious when paired with sandwiches. This is my treat for you." He put the milk in his hand on the table next to the children.

Conan looked at them puzzledly, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them. Did these two people really just look alike by coincidence?

……

Zhaolan here

This place was larger than the research institute Zhao Lan had visited last time, and the security was even stricter. The teams of people waiting in formation looked a bit like a regular army.

Explosions were heard from the back from time to time, and she could hear people shouting and screaming from here.

Ever since she came here, she realized that what she was looking for was here.

She said, there has been no sign for so many years, and this world is not a world with sufficient energy, so it turns out to be here.

The leader answered the phone and said to her, "Let's go, Miss Shimizu."

Zhao Lan followed him all the way to the back of the forest where explosions were heard. It turned out that there was a building here, but she couldn't see it because of the tall trees.

Along with the explosion, the surveillance footage of the people in the manor was also lost. The person lying on the bed ordered the butler beside him: "Send Peloslang and the others over. We must get their blood samples today no matter what."

Zhao Lan followed the two people in front of her into a monitoring room. The other party put a gun to her head and said, "Talk to the people inside."

There were three people in the picture, two of whom she knew, Mr. Killer and Chris.

There was something wrong with their condition at the moment, as if they had suffered great pain, with sweat all over their heads and veins bulging on their foreheads.

When Gin and his friends were about to run out, they met a group of people. The leader called himself Pyroslan and said, "We are different from those rubbish. If you surrender, you can suffer less."

These people are no longer like the mindless ones before them. They are stronger and faster than those before them.

The three of them were caught off guard and knocked down, and then injected with drugs.

"You'd better pray for good luck, otherwise you'll have no choice but to keep them company. This is a special treatment given to you as the Boss's special experimental subjects. Others don't even have the chance to use such precious medicine." The man said, pointing to the team of mentally ill people behind him.

Then the three of them fell into endless pain. Their bodies were so hot that they were about to explode. Every inch of their muscles was in pain, and it felt like their bones were about to melt.

Zhao Lan looked at the dangerous state of the people over there. The man in front of her shouted, "Hurry up and speak!" and directly materialized a dagger. The man opposite didn't even see her make a move, and his head had already fallen to the ground.

The other two people in the room were stunned by this scene, and before they could react she cut their throats.

Zhao Lan walked further in, and the people she met were all the same people who had no breathing or heartbeat as the ones she saw in her house.

All those she met head-on were killed by her. Although these people were extremely strong and much faster than ordinary people, they were still no match for her.

After going through four or five doors in a row, I finally found them. They were being pressed to the ground by several people with painful looks on their faces.

Zhao Lan urgently gave them a shield, and the complexion of the three men improved visibly.

"Hurry... go." When Gin saw Zhao Lan coming in, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

The man didn't expect that it was Zhao Lan who came in, so he raised his hand and grabbed her. Their arms collided, and the man's arm fell down directly, with the bones broken.

The man's pupils constricted: "Who are you? You are not an ordinary person at all?" This woman's power is even stronger than those who have been transformed.

"The one who wants to kill you." Zhao Lan tapped the ground with his right foot, his body moved as fast as lightning, and his right hand slightly turned an angle, and the dagger had already pierced into the man's heart.

"You..." The man opened his eyes wide and fell backwards.

Everyone else was stunned by this scene...

Zhao Lan didn't care whether they were in a daze or not, her figure quickly shuttled through the crowd.

"Ah! Shoot now! I don't believe we can't hit her like this..."

Her figure was so fast that it was almost invisible. In her hands, killing no longer seemed to be a scary thing, but more like an art. Her simple movements and every slight pause would take a life.