Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

Forget it, think about it, even if Die Die could understand it, he still hasn't figured out what to do.

If he made an antidote and gave it to Conan, if he could save 9999 people by himself, Shiraishi would also tie a high-achieving student back to study the antidote for him.

But if he only saved one person in the end, Baishi would be caught blind, where would he find the rest to save him?

A war zone might qualify, but it would be dangerous and harsh.

Although it is very regrettable, this information can only be put at the bottom of the box for the time being.

After a night of rest, at noon the next day, Shiraishi came to the art gallery in the neighboring district.

The deadline for the task is this evening.According to the system's habit, [-]% of the murders also happened in the evening.

Shiraishi came a few hours early to check on the spots.

Art museums are different from other places. There are often a lot of surveillance in this kind of place.

Therefore, Baishi planned to use the five-second blur time to let the mask go through the wall after finding out the location of the crime scene.

Ontology slept in the convenience store nearby, and made an alibi by the way.

In 5 seconds, it is enough to run three to forty meters, and with the bonus of blur state, this plan will be very feasible.

After observing the surrounding terrain, Shiraishi bought a ticket to enter the museum.

Regarding the location where the crime was committed, Shiraishi only knew that there would be a pair of armor placed there - so that it would be convenient for curator Ochiai to dress up as an armor and wait for the rabbit.

In addition, according to his ancient memories, there must be a large oil painting in the room.

According to these two elements, Shiraishi began to look for pavilions that met the requirements.

But still can't find it.

He stopped in the last exhibition hall on the top floor, frowned and recalled everything he saw after entering the hall, and suddenly thought of something, and went down to the first floor again.

Baishi walked along the corridor and stopped at a relatively deserted corner. On one side of the corridor, there was a fork in the road, and a "No Entry" sign was placed at the intersection.

Referring to the layout of the upper two floors, the fork is L-shaped—it turns a right angle and leads to an exhibition hall.

The light at the top of the fork road was not turned on, and the light was dim, so it was indeed easy to be overlooked.

Baishi originally wanted to go in and take a look, but he vaguely remembered that the crime scene was equipped with surveillance cameras.

In other words, if this is really the place Baishi was looking for, then the scene where he stepped into it would be recorded.

Baishi stopped and didn't go any further.

Now, I have already visited other places. No matter how I look at it, this place is the most suspicious place.

At that time, it should be right to go directly through the wall to the vicinity.

After making a plan, Shiraishi prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into a person under his feet.

Conan narrowly avoided Shiraishi, then looked away from him, and looked into the darkness deep in the corridor:

"Is there anything in it?"

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Chapter 57 Anesthesia vs Anesthesia

Shiraishi didn't notice him approaching at all, the protagonist with a very low sense of presence lived up to his reputation.

Seeing that Shiraishi didn't answer, Conan raised his head again and looked at him suspiciously.

Without waiting for the child to ask again, Bai Shi slapped the top of his head, rubbed it vigorously, and said worriedly: "Little friend, have you lost again? It's very dangerous to leave the adult without authorization when you are away from home."

"No... *&^%&*..." The power gap was there, and Conan was pushed back and forth, unable to speak for a while.

Shiraishi took the opportunity to drag him away and went back to the corridor, and sure enough, he saw Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro nearby.

The two were attracted by the movement here and looked over at the same time.

Shiraishi handed Conan over and told him to take care of the children.

Mao Lilan nodded again and again, and she also patted the top of Conan's head, smoothing the child's messy hair again: "Mr. Baishi is right, you can't slip away by yourself in the future!"

When Mao Lilan is around and there is no case, Conan usually restrains himself a bit.

He looked at Baishi and silently swallowed back the question.

There was indeed no movement in the dark room just now.

Maybe it's just that this neighbor is very curious, the type who wants to run in after seeing the "Do Not Enter" sign... To be honest, I am the same.

"However, I didn't expect that Mr. Shiraishi would come to visit." Mao Lilan was a little happy when she met an acquaintance outside, "I thought you were not interested in these things."

When she mentioned this, Baishi remembered what he said yesterday to persuade her not to come.

...It's a bit slap in the face when you think about it.

He cleared his throat: "I thought about it after I got home yesterday, and I think what you said is very reasonable-it's about to go bankrupt. If you don't come here, maybe you won't see it in the future."

"Yes, and I only found out when I came here that this exhibition hall is really good. I should have come here sooner." Mao Lilan looked around with emotion.

After a while, she suddenly thought of something, and invited: "Will you visit together later? My dad and Conan—"