Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Kurokawa Keizawa smiled softly: "Yes, he is Kaito Kidd."

Rinya's eyes widened even further, and he looked at Kuroba Kaito curiously, as if trying to find something unusual about him.

Kuroba Kaito spread out his hands, ready to be looked at.

"Okay, Rinya, stop staring at me like that."

Kurokawa Keizawa gently patted Rinya's shoulder: "Everyone has their own secrets."

Rin nodded as well, but he hadn't thought about reporting Kid's matter to the police.

How to say it, even though the person in front of me is a big thief.

But he is my brother's friend.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to make this matter public.

“Puff puff—”

A strange slapping sound entered his ears, and Rin looked over curiously.

It was the sound of a white dove flapping its feathered wings against the glass.

Kuroba Kaito reached out and let the pigeon in, then took off the small machine on his feet.

Lin also asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Bug." Kuroba Kaito took out the chip inside and connected it to the laptop.

After some operation, the voice of Officer Nakamori came from the computer: “In the past, we were always honest and stupid, and put the prey in a place he knew.

That’s why Kidd succeeded. But this time, we plan to confuse the audience! So that Kidd can’t find it.”

Kuroba Kaito leaned on the table and said, "As expected, I knew they were going to do this."

He stood up and stretched: "It's time to work!"

Kurokawa Keizawa glanced at him and said, "Did you bring the things I asked you to bring?"

Kuroba Kaito nodded: "Of course."

After all, it's Kurokawa's advice, there's no reason not to listen to it.

"Then I'll leave. Wait for my good news!"

Rin looked at the closed door and then at his brother who was calmly drinking tea with his legs crossed.

"Brother, can Brother Kid steal something?"

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: "Of course, but after you get it, there will probably be some accidents and things will be lost."

Rin blinked in confusion: "Why?"

"Do you know Shi Kaobing?" Kurokawa Jingze put down the teacup in his hand: "That man is very interested in the Egg of Memory."

"Then how did your brother know about this?"

"Because my brother has super powers."

Lin pouted in dissatisfaction: "Brother lied again."

He didn't lie this time.

Kurokawa Keizawa just smiled, he touched Rinya's head to comfort him: "You've played all day, don't you feel tired?

Good boy, it’s time to get ready for bed.”

Rin also felt sleepy because of her brother's pat on the head.

He yawned and rubbed his eyes: "It's a bit..."

"Then go to bed. Your room is on the left, and your toiletries are in the bathroom."

"Got it, goodnight bro."

"Goodnight, Rinya."

Looking at the closing door, Kurokawa Keizawa finally seemed unable to restrain himself and crushed the teacup in his hand.

He took out the fortune sticks he had drawn at the shrine in the afternoon.

It clearly says "very bad luck" on it.

The blessing below is also a strange blood red.

'Your blood has dried in the eternal darkness, bringing endless terror to those who have forgotten your existence.'

'Dead man, you should have been dead forever!'

It seems this is a 'very accurate' shrine.

There is a lot to it.

Isn't this attracting him to go and take a look?

Very good, very good.

He really likes such sudden surprises.

Really.

……

As night falls, the stone lanterns of Namba Hotei Shrine cast mottled shadows in the moonlight, like marks of time, recording the prosperity of the past and the silence of today.

Kurokawa Keisawa's steps are light and firm, and every step seems to be a silent dialogue with the land.

His appearance was like a hint of darkness in the night, mysterious and dangerous.

The shrine at night is in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the day; it is so quiet that you can almost hear your own heartbeat.

The moonlight shines through the treetops, dappling on the ancient wooden torii, casting a mysterious veil over this ancient shrine.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the shadow of the shrine. It was a young shrine maiden.

She was wearing traditional shrine maiden clothing, her long hair fluttering gently in the night breeze, and feathers hidden in her hair could be vaguely seen.

Her face was stern and there was no warmth in her eyes, just like the cold moonlight.

There was disgust in her eyes for the person in front of her. This disgust was not without reason, but a deep mark passed down from her family.

Her ancestors were the backbone of the opposition to vampires becoming the leaders of the Inhumans, and as their descendants, she naturally inherited this sense of mission.

"You're here as expected." Nanba's voice was calm and firm, without a trace of surprise or fear.

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded, his eyes as sharp as a knife, with a hint of interest in them.

Nanba approached slowly, her steps firm and powerful, every step seemed to challenge Kurokawa Keisawa's existence.

"I know who you are and why you are here." Nanba's voice was filled with an unquestionable determination: "But you are not welcome here, vampire."

"The Feathered People?" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Kurokawa Jingze's mouth. His eyes were like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up the light around him.

It was as if his existence itself was a kind of majesty, a kind of horror that made people shudder.

He took a slow step forward, and that simple movement seemed to make the entire shrine tremble.

"Your name is Nanba, right?" His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer hitting Nanba's heart.

"Do you think your insignificant power can stop me?" There was contempt in his tone, a mockery of Nanba's arrogance.

Nanba felt an unprecedented pressure, a fear coming from deep in his blood.

She clenched her teeth and forced herself to stand straighter. Her eyes were firm, as if they could penetrate the unfathomable shadow of Kurokawa Keizawa.

"This place," Nanba took a deep breath. Although her voice was weak, it was unusually clear. "This is the realm of God. It is not a place where dark creatures like you can act recklessly."

"God?" Kurokawa Jingze laughed: "In this world where the strong prey on the weak, do you actually think that God can protect you?"

“But it just so happens, Ms. Nanba,” Kurokawa Keizawa’s voice suddenly became soft: “I have always had a doubt.

But I couldn't solve it because I didn't have any usable materials.

I think you can help me..."

I'm really sleepy and I give you a pillow.

This is a rare opportunity, so I'll help him see if the restless gene hidden in his body will cause him to reject the Inhumans when he attacks them...