Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

When he was in Hawaii, he and Yusaku Kudo once forgot to bring the keys when they went out. After returning home, his father taught him how to open various locks thoughtfully.

Conan quickly opened the door. After entering the door, he looked at the stairs leading to the attic, and suddenly noticed that the shape of the pattern on a step seemed to be wrong.

Conan walked to the steps suspiciously, squatted down and took a closer look.

The entire bungalow has dark wooden floors, and this staircase is the same.

After approaching, Conan took out the handkerchief, put it on the ground and pressed it. When he picked it up again, he found a dark red on the handkerchief—it was blood that hadn't completely coagulated.

Conan looked up solemnly, and saw the "stain" extending along the stairs, and finally entered the door of the attic.

And judging from the shape of the bloodstain, it didn't flow down the leg, it was more like splashing from a not too high position.

——If the injured is not an arm or a hand, it means that the injured, or the dead, must have been carried up.

...the situation seemed to be more serious than he thought.

Conan used to think that this sniper is also the type who doesn't like to kill, but now seeing the blood and thinking about the old monk who "suicide" in the temple that day, Conan is not sure anymore.

The beginning of the bloodstain was at the very bottom of the stairs, and the end reached into the attic.

Conan was about to go upstairs to see what was going on inside, when he suddenly heard rustling noises from the side.

With a start, he turned around vigilantly and found that the source of the sound was a cabinet.

The cabinet is not big, and it seems that it is difficult to fit people in it. Even if it can be squeezed in, the movement of people will be restricted, and it will not easily pose a threat to people outside.

Conan walked over carefully, opened the cabinet door, and looked inside.

Unexpectedly, it was not the Nakamura Sada he thought was in the cabinet, but a fox with some dust and blood on his body, his eyes closed and flat against the bottom of the cabinet, flat like a piece of fur.

This body shape, this fur color, is too recognizable.

It's just the first time Conan has seen it look so disheartened.

Although the fox was always bullied by cats before, it was not to this extent.

Conan stared blankly at the cabinet, he couldn't figure out why the fox appeared in this suburban villa.

Having said that, if it looks so embarrassed, then its owner...

Conan slowly and stiffly turned his head to look at the attic, his eyes had completely turned into horror.

The black cat...could have been killed by the mute downstairs.

No, it's impossible, he can fight and run, who can kill him?

... However, when people are careless, and there is a saying that there is no strongest, only stronger.

It must not be a simple character who can quietly disguise the old monk as a suicidal person.

Conan's heart was beating violently and his mind was in chaos. He pinched his temples and suddenly regretted it.

Before, he felt that with Mao Lilan and Mori Kogoro, as long as they didn't give the dumb a chance to draw his gun, they would definitely be able to suppress this criminal.

But now, judging from various traces, the beginning of the bloodstain was on the stairs, so this room should be the scene of the struggle, and there are no bullet marks in the room at all.

The mute can defeat the black cat without a gun, and Xiaolan downstairs...

When Conan's expression changed, the fox yawned, smacked his mouth twice, and opened his eyes secretly.

It has thicker skin and more hair, and it has guessed Baishi's opponent's routine and held its breath in time, so its resistance to tranquilizing bombs is better than that of several humans.

Originally thought that he was capsized in the gutter, and after being overturned by Ma, Baishi would cancel his summons and give it a day off.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, the surroundings were not the system space—there was no Q-version villain who always buried his face in its tail, only a stupid, but still hard-working kid with glasses.

The fox didn't have to lower his head, but he could feel the dust on his body, as well as the blood from the injured ankle of kidnapper No. [-] when he fell downstairs.

Baishi didn't even wipe it off... The fox licked his fur sadly, and suddenly felt a little pain under his belly. When he looked down, he found a pen under his body.

It was put by Baishi, and the hint in it was understood by the fox in seconds.He wanted to say that after waking up, he would type up the draft of the last section of the thesis, and when he went back, he could directly type and save time.

Really squeezed the labor force to the extreme... What kind of devil capitalist is this.

Fortunately, Shiraishi didn't know that it could think in the system space... Thinking of this, the fox let out a tragic and thankful "beep".

Conan was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he took out the fox sympathetically, and stroked its head, not daring to use too much force, for fear that the fox might be wounded by the cruel dumb.

By the way, there is also that black cat.

The fox is so miserable, its situation will only be worse, after all, it has such a bad temper, and the friendly team sometimes wants to beat it... But then again, even the cat is not spared, the man downstairs is simply a beast .

"Don't be sad." Conan decided to try to save people first. If it didn't work, he would go downstairs immediately, take Maoli and his daughter out of here first, and then call the police.

Hearing his comfort, the fox squirmed twice and approached, put its chin on Conan's knee, and slowly stretched out its two front paws to hug him.

While secretly rubbing the stains off the fur with Conan's clean trouser legs, it kept humming to lower the victim's vigilance.

And it suddenly occurred to him that as long as he pretended to be the child and insisted on abducting him, he would not have to do his homework today!

Conan really didn't notice the clue.In his heart, this white fox is honest and pitiful, completely different from that difficult cat.

He touched the fox's head again, and asked in a low voice, "Where are your companions? Maybe they can be saved, take me to find them."

"..." The fox froze.

It doesn't really want to see Baishi now, it just wants to go back to the system space quickly, and ask the Q version assistant to help wash and dry the dirty white hair, and if possible, pinch its jio.