Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

“The core of the magic family is the Red Magic, Indigo Magic and Green Magic. Magicians also call them Red Magic, Blue Magic and Green Magic.

Although I am the descendant of the Indigo Demon family, for some reason I only learned my identity a few days ago."

"Then what does this have to do with my father?" Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't really matter." Kurokawa Keizawa chuckled, with a cunning glint in his eyes.

After Kuroba Kaito gave him a 'are you kidding me' look, he burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, I'm just kidding. There is still some connection."

"Really?" Hei Yu Kaito curled his lips with his half-moon eyes.

"There is a rumor in the magic world about the demon clan,"

Kurokawa Keizawa became serious again and made up a story in all seriousness: "It is said that the legitimate heir of the demon world can live forever."

Of course, everything he said above was made up.

No one has ever succeeded in solving the difficult problem of immortality since ancient times. Even the original vampire had a lifespan of up to an end.

He just lived a few hundred million years longer than the average person.

"Eternal life?" Kuroba Kaito was shocked: "Then you..."

"I have indeed lived a long time..."

Kurokawa Keizawa lowered his eyes slightly. He sat in a booth on the side with his head resting on one hand as if he was recalling some distant memory.

"Thirty years ago, I used the pseudonym View. As a magician, I think you should know me."

"view?! Is he the 25-year-old genius magician who shocked the entire continent 30 years ago?" Kuroba Kaito was shocked and looked at Kurokawa Keisawa with excitement.

Speaking of View, he is quite famous in the magic world, and his reputation is even not inferior to his father.

Strictly speaking, these two people cannot be compared. His father was a rising star who gradually rose to prominence after View's 'death'. The two have never had an open competition.

"Yes, when he was only eleven years old, Daoyi came to me and wanted to learn magic from me, so I accepted him as my apprentice."

Kurokawa Keizawa shook the small bottle in his hand and didn't feel anything inside.

How does this thing work?

A little curious.

"So that's how it is. My father's master is actually... Oh, that's not right."

Kuroba Kaito sighed and suddenly remembered something: "Don't they say that magicians hate magic?"

"How is it possible that all magicians hate magic!" complained Kurokawa Keizawa.

"Oh, that's true." Kuroba Kaito laughed dryly and said, "Will you secretly use magic when performing magic?"

"Huh? Are you kidding? I'm very dedicated, okay?" Kurokawa Keizawa lied with a confident tone.

Kurokawa Keizawa waved his hand and threw a string of spell numbers in front of Kuroba Kaito.

"Okay, now that I've sent you back, I should go back. Here's my contact information. Since you are Daoyi's son,

As your master, sometimes I can still help you with your play."

"Okay." Kuroba Kaito quickly wrote down the number that appeared in the air.

"Bye then." Kurokawa Keisawa waved to Kuroba Kaito and disappeared.

"Magic is such a powerful thing."

Looking at Kurokawa Keizawa who disappeared out of thin air, Kuroba Kaito thought that Kurokawa Keizawa had left using magic. He wiped the tears from the corners of his mouth with envy.

With a capable assistant like Kurokawa Keizawa, dealing with that little brat will be a piece of cake!

awesome!

Just wait and see, little brat!

……

Keisawa Kurokawa got in his car and drove away from Kaito Kuroba's house.

He sat in the driver's seat, his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel, his eyes through the rearview mirror, watching the mansion gradually receding into the distance.

The identity of the magician back then was a bit bizarre.

That was the thirty-second time he received genetic injection.

The gene injected was from fish, but he couldn't quite remember which kind of fish it was.

Maybe because fish only have a memory of seven seconds, his memory also had some problems.

He began to forget some things, some important, some trivial, as if they were erased from his brain bit by bit by an invisible hand.

Even my memory of the plot has become vague.

But he didn't care too much about it, because memory was not that important to him.

He can still participate in the organization's cleanup missions as usual.

Complete the disguise mission given to him by the boss.

But as if God was playing a joke on him, he gave him Kuroba Toichi.

The child's innocent eyes immediately brought him back to the memories of his previous life.

What was that man's name? It seemed to be...

Jingxing...

This person lived in the orphanage with him.

It is nominally an orphanage, but in fact it should be called a training center.

Although they always wear the same grey uniform, they always emit a light that cannot be ignored in the darkness.

The people above look for capable children, bring them here and train them systematically.

In the future, they may become legends or top spies of other countries.

Unlike his name Jingze, which means "giving favors to others", the name Jingxing represents noble virtues.

This is indeed the case. Jingxing became a famous policeman when he grew up.

It was like this when I was young. Although I was naive, I always had an extreme sense of mission and justice.

I don't get along well with people like him.

Originally, there shouldn't be any intersection between the two of them, but one day, this guy Jingxing suddenly ran in front of him.

Said he wanted to be his friend.

It's easy to imagine that this guy might have overheard something from the adults.

He himself is most aware of his talent.

He likes to wander in the dark, enjoying the feeling of privacy and freedom.

It seems that his existence was born for those unknown secrets.

The adults must also know this, and his abilities are best suited to bring them benefits in the dark areas.

He also thought it was quite interesting.

But Jingxing looked at him with pity, as if he was about to fight a super invincible and ferocious monster in the next second.

He still remembered his reaction at that time. He sneered and turned away.

But Jingxing didn't care about his indifference and always had an innocent smile on his face.

No matter how he refused, this guy always found an opportunity to get close to him, talk to him, and share with him the things he thought were important.

After all, he was still young at that time and could not withstand such a passionate attack.

Jingxing's smile is like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and dazzling, and impossible to ignore.

This was also a new and strong shock to him, like a warm current constantly washing away his defenses.