Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

The name I heard just now, is it Black Tie or Black Cat?

In Zhenzhong, the boss frowned, thinking about this problem, a child's voice suddenly came from the door:

"Uncle, Grandpa, who is the person who went out from here just now?"

Zhenzhong and Luotong were startled at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the door, only to see a little boy wearing glasses sticking his head out, looking at them innocently.

In the face of children, Director Ochiai's expression and attitude are much more kind.

And now, he is very grateful to Baishi, and feels that since the other party has reported his name openly, he probably doesn't mind being known by the world.

I heard that many gods rely on faith to gain power, so I can help him to promote it: "His name is Black Cat, he is..."

Boss Zhenzhong was afraid that he would offend the mysterious person by saying "it's a righteous cat that turned into a human", so he rushed to add the second half of the sentence: "It's a great onmyoji!"

Onmyoji?Conan became more and more confused.

He also thought that if he had to divide a profession, the man in black should be a magician—the kind that specializes in escaping and transforming people into living beings.

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Chapter 64 I Suspect You Are Selling Defective Products

While asking about "Black Cat", Conan has also been observing Boss Manaka and Director Ochiai.

He noticed the injury on Zhenzhong's shoulder for the first time.

After scanning the blood splattered on the floor, wall, long sword, and Curator Ochiai's armor, combined with the shape of blood stains everywhere, several scenes flashed quickly in his mind.

Conan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Director Ochiai warily.

At this time, there was a series of footsteps approaching in the corridor behind him.

Conan turned his head quickly and saw Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro running anxiously.

Mori Kogoro stopped at the entrance of the corridor, looked at Conan suspiciously: "I seem to hear someone screaming? It can't be that you are making noise in the hall."

"of course not……"

Conan looked at the father and daughter and breathed a sigh of relief.Although the uncle's efficiency in solving the case is low, he is quite sensitive to the incident.

Just as he was thinking about it, a fist landed on his head suddenly, Mouri Kogoro shouted angrily: "I haven't asked you yet, what were you running around like just now!"

Conan clutched the bag on his head, and struggled for a while between "tell me what happened before" and "keep silent", and finally decided to pretend nothing happened.

It's useless to say it, it will only make the two of them worry in vain - this is a choice he made after rational judgment, not because he feels ashamed to be locked in the toilet.Well, that's right, that's it.

So when faced with Kogoro Mori's question, Conan squeezed out a naive smile, and changed the topic: "Because I heard a strange movement here! Uncle, guess what happened here?"

Before Mori Kogoro could answer, he said in that exaggerated tone: "That old man in armor slashed fat uncle from behind! It's so scary!"

"What?!" Mori Kogoro's eyes suddenly became sharp.

What the child said in a firm tone is always difficult to suspect.Looking at the blood-stained "thugs" in weird armor in the exhibition hall, Mao Lilan also became nervous, and clenched her fists in fear.

"You read it wrong." A retort came.

But to Conan's surprise, it was not the perpetrator who spoke, but the fat boss who was stabbed.

"..." Curator Ochiai was about to admit it, but was preempted by the boss of Manaka.

He frowned and looked at the young man who blocked him, but Zhenzhong turned around and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Are you planning to take this painting into prison together?"

"How could I bring it in..."

Director Ochiai is of course reluctant to paint, let alone his daughter who lives in the painting.But just because his daughter was watching, he couldn't go against his conscience and say that he didn't do anything.

"I was the one who was cut and injured by you. Such a minor injury can only be regarded as a private dispute. I should decide whether to sue or not. And my decision is - a private settlement."

Boss Zhenzhong's shoulders were bleeding like rivers, but he said it with ease.

At this time, he spoke much more clearly than when he was young - obviously, when his appearance was destroyed by the years, his experience was also growing rapidly:

"The black collar... Well, the black cat picked this time to come, it must be because Xiaokui wants him to appear now-that is to say, she doesn't want to see you put in prison, and doesn't want to be separated from you.

"Are you going to misunderstand her again and do something that makes everyone uncomfortable?"

These words are very convincing, but also very heart-wrenching, and turbid tears began to flow down the old face of Curator Ochiai.He raised his hand and wiped it vigorously, as if trying to hide his embarrassing posture, he turned his back.

Boss Zhenzhong looked at him and knew that it was a deal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, endured the severe pain in his shoulders, stood up straight, and turned to look at the three people at the door:

"I accidentally scratched myself when I was playing with the western sword here. Curator Ochiai ran over to help me, and I accidentally got blood on it."

"Really?" Mori Kogoro felt wrong, "Why is that old gentleman wearing armor?"

"He is the curator here. This is another medieval exhibition hall. The curator cosplays a medieval knight. Is there any problem?"

I've been the boss for a long time, so I still have a bit of aura that I should have.

After explaining it bravely, Zhenzhong immediately changed the subject: "Thank you for your concern, but it is better to call an ambulance for me than to ask some inexplicable questions!"

"Ah, yes! I'm sorry!" Mao Lilan felt like waking up from a dream when she heard this. While anxious, she was still a little guilty-how could she just stand by and watch a person who was bleeding continuously...

She immediately turned around and rushed out to borrow a phone from the staff.

Boss Zhenzhong looked at her back, shook his head and smiled, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and pressed 119.