Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The icy liquid poured over Gongsheng's mind, like a punishment for a loser, and the previously eloquent hair also fell down because of the rain.

His vision was blurred, and the rain covered the situation ten meters away. Kosei could only see Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi hiding in a nearby coffee shop, as if they were going to wait until the heavy rain was over before leaving.

"Time is like Tokisaki Kurumi. If you play with time, you must be played by time."

Mouth whispered a sentence.

Standing on the street lamp IQ, all the thunderbolts falling from the sky seemed to be a warning. They had already centered on Gongsheng, hitting and destroying the surrounding roofs, lightning rods, and trees.

Some have also caught fire.

Kosei's long-standing layout has completely disappeared at this moment, Shinichi is still the same Shinichi, and Conan can no longer appear.

Thinking about the things she had been afraid of before, Xiaolan transferred her concern for her younger brother to Conan who needed more protection, so Gongsheng had to make preparations in advance.

But now, everything is a joke.

Looking up, I feel the rainwater pouring into my nasal cavity and mouth, invading the respiratory tract and esophagus. The cold rainwater brings the taste of the sky, and it is more ruthless and colder.

Gongsheng didn't know if he had shed tears, but he couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart.

Should be crying.

Looking sideways, Mr. Gong looked in the direction of the cafe and saw Xinyi and Mao Lilan sitting at the table. It seemed that Xinyi had already ordered some snacks, while Mao Lilan picked up the phone.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell!"

In his pocket, Gongsheng's cell phone rang.

The call from Mao Lilan should be due to the heavy rain, so he wanted to call and ask the public student who was also at the playground where he is now.

Watching his sister take the cake from Xinyi, without getting wet from the rain, Gongsheng stretched out his hand numbly, reached into his pocket, and took out his phone.

"Boom!!!"

Another thunderbolt fell, this time not against Gongsheng's surroundings, but against Gongsheng himself.

The person who listens to thunder.

A coke-like substance fell from a high altitude and smashed to pieces on the ground. Because of the high temperature, the shell has been melted away.

Gongsheng didn't feel anything, he just felt a slight heat.

In sight, Mao Lilan seemed to be still making a call, but the phone on the other end of the line was shut down, and after making two consecutive calls, seeing what Xinyi said, Mao Lilan gave up and did not continue to call.

The phone was blown up by lightning.

Gongsheng raised his head, feeling the irony of fate, even if Mao Lilan wanted to connect with his fate, they wanted to cut it off.

What's the point of all this.

"I've been that clown all along."

This time, instead of raising his head, Gong Sheng lowered his head and chose to accept his fate.

Qian Gua, Liu Yao, Kang Long has regrets.

When the luck of winning the crown is at its peak, it will be the time when it will go downhill. Obviously, as a warlock, Gongsheng should understand this truth.

But because of Mao Lilan's closeness, Gongsheng has already forgotten about it.

Everything went so smoothly, defeated Kyogoku, and gained power. In terms of emotions, there are Sister Lan and Sister Yuanzi, which can almost be said to be the pinnacle of the current stage.

But I don't know, this is the root of the curse.

Enjoying his own punishment, he also saw in the distance, a black Porsche leaving the amusement park, and the deal for gin and vodka had been completed.

Gongsheng, I lost.

On the other side, the siren sounded, and the Mumu Police Department seemed to have just finished packing and was about to leave, but stopped in front of the coffee shop.

Soon, Xinyi and Xiaolan walked out of the coffee shop and got into the back seat together.

Watching the car carrying my sister and Shinichi leave.

The gentleman sat down slowly, sitting on the street lamp

No one cares about themselves, no one cares about themselves, no one thinks about themselves.

I will always be a lonely person, working hard alone, working hard alone, and living alone.

It's all over here.

Meaningless.

"Boom!!!"

The third thunderbolt fell from the sky and pointed directly at Gongsheng, as if it was a punishment from heaven, trying to cut off the world's biggest 'monster' Maori Gongsheng.

During the rainstorm, Koizumi's house, the basement.

This is an ancient magic circle. It doesn't know the time, who it is, or its function, but it exists here.

Koizumi Hongzi looked at the magic circle in front of him. There were two eyes inside. At this moment, he had put two things on it, one white jade and one black crystal.

The power of scarlet red sweeping through the whole body is the red magic handed down by Koizumi Hongzi's family.

Spread your fingers and aim at the magic circle in front of you.