Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

Ten seconds later, his eyes were a little dazed, and Conan struggled away from the store door with his eyes full of physical tears.

At this moment, he saw the petite female shop assistant come out, pinch his nose with one hand, and quickly drip a drop of cold medicine into his mouth with the other hand.

The unstoppable sneezing finally stopped, Conan raised his head dizzily, and looked at the two people in front of him.

Butterfly Shinobu and Shiraishi were looking at him with love and a little want to evade responsibility.

Then they took off their masks and goggles, and chatted on their own: "The new product has not been successfully developed, has the pepper you bought been flooded with water?"

"Whoever pours water into the chili, it must be a problem with your formula..." Baishi raised his hand to fan his mouth and nose, breathing in fresh air.

Although he knew they were discussing new dishes, but the taste just now, Conan almost thought it was some kind of biochemical weapon...

He looked at the sweet-looking girl, and at Shiraishi who was used to this situation.With lingering fear in his heart, he moved two steps away from the door.

When Mao Lilan came home the night before, he gave him and Mao Li Kogoro a lot of attention to this coffee shop that was said to be opening soon, which was very close to their home.

He also said that even if she is not at home, the two of them can eat nutritionally balanced dishes.

Originally, Conan was really moved, but now...

Regardless of whether we can find out who the "black cat" is, today is at least rewarding - we must never enter this store, and we must not eat anything in it, absolutely!

Just as he was thinking, there was a faint sound of oil explosion in the shop.

Baishi turned his head and looked inside vigilantly: "Have you turned off the fire?"

"Probably..." Butterfly kept her voice down, and didn't say whether it was "probably closed" or "probably not closed".

She blinked her eyes, and quickly returned to the store as if nothing had happened: "I'll go and throw away the burnt things first, boss, wait until the smell dissipates before you come in~"

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Chapter 67 What is the relationship between you looking for a black cat and my black tie

Shiraishi turned his head and glanced at the coffee shop. Through the glass door, he could see Butterfly Ren walking back behind the counter empty-handed.

He was still not at ease, and prepared to carry the fire extinguisher to the town house.

As soon as he walked to the door, Conan suddenly shouted behind him: "Black cat!"

"?" Baishi withdrew his hand pushing the door, looked down at his feet.

There was only a piece of floor tile under his feet, and there were no wild cats of unknown origin trying to sneak into the restaurant—with such a creature's keen sense of smell, Baishi was very worried that they would be smoked to death on the spot as soon as they entered the store.

There was nothing on the ground, so he looked at the branches and signboards next to him, let alone the cat, he didn't see a single cat hair.

"Where is it?" Shiraishi turned his head without finding anything, and asked Conan who reminded him of the cat.

In the end, he saw the child staring at him like an X-ray machine, touching his chin, not knowing what he was looking at.

After a few seconds, he walked away thinking so contemplatively.

"..." Baishi, "?"

He walked back into the store inexplicably, picked up the fire extinguisher as planned, and walked around behind the counter.

Butterfly raised his head and smiled at him: "There are indeed no cats around. When that child called 'black cat', he looked at you and called."

"...Look at me and shout? He won't regard me as a wanted criminal codenamed 'Black Cat'."

Shiraishi tried his best to recall the original novel, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember the character named "Black Cat" in it.

After a while, Shiraishi had no choice but to give up relying on spoilers, and started thinking instead:

"The person he's seen recently who can be related to 'black' is probably when I appeared with a 'mask'. But I'm not called a black cat, I'm clearly called a black collar... ah."

He stopped suddenly.

"Black cat, black tie..."

Baishi read these two words in a low voice, and gradually realized something: "Is my vest so loose?"

"The distance between the second floor and the coffee shop is no more than five meters, within the range of my actions." Butterfly could not answer the question, she looked at Baishi with a puzzled face, and said with a bit of temptation:

"It is said that people will lose their memory after encountering too many [beep——] experiences."

"..." What on earth did you say, it was blocked!

Having said that, the word "amnesia" really moved Shiraishi's heart when he heard it. This is indeed a very labor-saving solution.

But... "The system will allow you to attack people in this world?"

Butterfly flicked her loose hair behind her ears, and replied with a smile: "Of course, this is not in compliance with the rules, so you need to pay a little fine."

She raised two slender fingers, slowly approached her fingertips, and gestured a "little bit" to Baishi.

Bai Shi asked rationally: "How much is a little bit?"

Butterfly paused slightly.

After a while, she put down her hand, the smile on her face remained the same, but the volume became lower than the sound of a mosquito's wings: "500 million."

"..."

The silence lasted for a full minute.

At the 61st second, Baishi sighed heavily: