Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

The Tokyo National Museum has been stolen.

The touring exhibition of antiquities jointly held with the royal family and major museums not only happened theft, but even murders. As the defense cooperation unit of the Tokyo tour, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is now in a gloomy atmosphere from top to bottom.

To make matters worse, there was a reporter at the scene of the murder, so that such a major event was leaked out immediately, which aroused great repercussions from the outside world. pressure.

"So, what is going on, that I can see you at the scene of such a bad incident every time?"

The young criminal policeman squatted outside the exhibition hall with a wry smile, and stopped the boy in a small blue suit and glasses in front of him: "Hey, hey, that's the scene of the crime, you can't just go in there, Conan."

The boy wearing a small red bow tie looked behind him innocently and curiously: "Officer Takagi, let me just take a look, absolutely not running around!"

The young police officer smiled wryly and scratched the hair on the back of his head: "This is not allowed! I heard that professionals will come to investigate the scene, so it must be protected and no one can go in casually-you still haven't said why you are here?"

Conan replied calmly: "It's a holiday today. I heard that the museum has a touring exhibition. Sister Xiaolan took me to see it. Hey, I heard that the museum lost something?"

Hearing this, Takagi's face became even more bitter: "You know it all, it's an exhibit, it's an imperial treasure... The palace hall is going crazy, I heard that even His Majesty the Emperor has asked about this matter."

Conan looked at him sympathetically, suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked straight behind Detective Takagi, and waved: "Sister Xiaolan!"

Detective Takagi subconsciously turned his head to look, but he didn't find anyone. When he turned his head again, the child in front of him was gone.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically. He stood up, turned around and ran to the scene of the crime: "Conan! I told you not to go in!"

The boy who was a little ghost had already fled far away when he was not paying attention, and because of his small size, he quietly hid behind a display cabinet, watching Takagi look around in panic, and then ran to find someone in another direction.

When his footsteps gradually faded away, Conan slowly came out of the hiding place, adjusted his glasses, walked lightly to the corpse, and squatted down.

The deceased was a middle-aged male, clean and tidy, wearing a museum staff uniform, with a name tag on his chest, which read the deceased's name "Uenozawa". There were no wounds on his body, and he was lying on the ground with his hands facing forward. With five fingers spread wide, a face that was still upright was distorted into an extremely terrifying appearance.

This pose is so weird...

Conan rubbed his chin, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. He turned around and simply lay down on the ground, imitating the dead man's posture and doing the same movements. As soon as he took this posture, the back of his head felt cold.

An extremely terrifying and gloomy feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, as if to freeze all his thoughts.

This posture... someone is chasing him!

There is something very terrifying and terrifying, chasing him!

Conan felt a chill in his heart, the deceased was frightened to death!

"If I were you, I wouldn't follow his example." In the silent stadium, a light voice suddenly sounded.

Conan was still immersed in his own thoughts, because of the appearance of the deceased, the hairs all over his body were frightened.

"Who?"

He almost growled, and as soon as he finished speaking, Takagi strode over.

Oops... Conan looked at Takagi's expression and shivered.

"Didn't I say you can't come in?" Takagi walked up to Conan angrily, held back for a long time, but couldn't say anything harsh, so he had to ask a symbolic question, and then immediately turned to explain to him, "I'm sorry , This is a child I know, he is a little naughty, there is no malice, I will tell him to go out."

A half-bald man with a pot belly said unhappily to Takagi: "Didn't you tell everyone to protect the scene and no one can come in? That's what you do? I think it's necessary to talk to the police chief..."

"Can you let me watch the scene?" The previous light voice casually interrupted the man's words. Unexpectedly, the man who looked very arrogant at first glance was not dissatisfied at all, but nodded repeatedly, "Yes Yes, please—”

He took out his handkerchief to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and stepped back a few steps.

Conan knew that based on the man's tone and attitude, the person who came must be a very high-status person. Even the police chief said he would see him. The person might have something to do with the royal family... In his curious and vigilant In sight, a handsome boy who could almost be called beautiful stepped out.

He was wearing Monfuhaori, his long hair was tied in a bundle and hung casually behind his head, and he was holding a white sandalwood fan in his hand. He glanced at Conan with a smile that was not a smile, and walked towards the strange creature amidst the different expressions of everyone. corpse.

"Isn't he also very young? Why can he pass?" Conan tugged at Takagi's sleeve and asked unhappily.

Indeed, this young man looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing classical clothes that were incompatible with this era, whether it was walking, appearance, or talking, he looked like a public aristocrat who came out of some period drama. kind of nobility.

Conan knew that his identity must not be simple, what he should do now is to keep silent, but he just couldn't help it, this boy...it's strange...he has a very, very indescribable aura...lets He was full of vigilance.

Takagi patted Conan's head awkwardly: "Hey, don't say that..."

The middle-aged man who had been bullied by the young man seemed to be relieved, and faced Takagi and a child again put on a high-ranking look: "Facing the adults of the Imperial Household Agency, it is too impolite to speak like this. Gen-sama's talent There is no age limit."

source.

Conan's eyes narrowed slightly. This ancient surname has always been associated with the royal family, and it is also a member of the palace hall, so is this young man really a member of the royal family? He came here to play police games?A dark anger rose in him.

"But if you want to investigate the case, don't you need the police?" Conan asked in a seemingly carefree manner.

The man immediately became tense, faltering about what to say, when the young man who had been bending over to look at his body snapped the fan in his hand and turned around.

"Big brother, did you see anything?" Conan chased after him. He noticed just now that this delicate and elegant boy hadn't reached out to touch the corpse, but just bent down to look at it. It's because the corpse is too dirty and you don't want to touch it. It's a joke for such a person to investigate what case!

But the boy didn't look at him, just nodded to the middle-aged man calmly, and showed a faint smile to Takagi in the man's frightened eyes.

He said it was a smile, but the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly: "This case has been taken over by the Special Affairs Division."

Special Affairs Section?What it is?Conan wanted to ask, but Takagi grabbed him and nodded respectfully at the boy: "Yes, I understand."

After speaking, he pulled Conan out. Conan struggled unhappily for a while, trying to turn his head to look at the young man, when he heard the white sandalwood fan open with a "crash", the young man said quietly: "Sincerely remind you, never Imitate the death posture of the deceased at the scene of the crime."

His ending seems to have a playful upturn, with a lively taste that does not match the appearance. Conan turned his head with difficulty, and was facing the pair of black eyes behind the fan, as if there was some dark mist flowing inside. There are hundreds of nocturnal ghosts walking in the rain of Huangquan, and there are enchanting ghosts protruding sharp bone claws from them...

Conan was startled, and when he turned his head again, the boy was not looking at him at all, what he saw just now seemed to be a hallucination of his.

Anyway, how could such a case be handed over to a royal family who just wanted to play for a ticket!Although he looked very bluffing...but he dared to say that he had found something without even touching the corpse, and he said boldly that he would take this case or something, it's too unreliable!

It's decided, sneaking in to see the scene tonight can be regarded as helping this young master.Conan secretly made up his mind.

The night was getting darker. Due to an unexpected accident, the main building of the Tokyo National Museum has been completely closed, and the lights inside have been turned off. In the huge venue, there is only a lonely boy and a corpse.

This kind of scene is really scary. If you are weak, you may be able to scare yourself crazy, but he calmly walked around the corpse as if he was in his own home, holding out a white sandalwood fan. hand, a little in the void.

The air was rippling like water waves, and the faint oriole color was flowing like mist, curling up gently, outlining the shape of a door in the void.

"Love sauce."

he called out.

As if responding to his call, the door was actually opened from the "inside". Like some kind of fantasy movie of gods and demons, a girl with her hair style and gorgeous and elegant kimono came out with her head slightly lowered. A delicate face like a doll, but without any expression, the black and inorganic pupils only relaxed a little after reflecting the appearance of the person in front of him.

"Guang... what's the matter?" The girl's soft and sweet voice was very low and soft, as if she was not used to speaking, her voice was shy.

"Ah, it's not a big deal, just to ask, this—" He glanced at the name tag on the chest of the deceased, "Did you take away Uenozawa's soul?"

The girl in the kimono tilted her head to look at the corpse, and replied plainly, "Yes." She thought for a while, and slowly explained, "It's a girl's wish. To avenge her father, who works in a museum." , was fired because of the loss of the collection, was notorious, and jumped to his death. In fact, the loss of the collection was entirely the responsibility of Uenozawa. With the help of his network, he escaped from the responsibility and even got a better job opportunity... "

Her long eyelashes fanned: "So, I accepted the entrustment of the hater and took him away."

The young man was playing with the fan, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "The collection is lost... Speaking of which, there is another thing lost here. Does Ai-chan know where those things went?"

The girl shook her head hesitantly, lowering her eyes in frustration as if she couldn't help him.

"It's not a big deal." He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the girl's head. Halfway through, he retracted it as if thinking of something, "I can find it myself. Thank you Ai-chan for your help, next time Go back and bring you royal pastry."

The girl from the underworld quietly looked at the withdrawn hand, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and she asked, "What...is it lost?"

After a brief silence, a clear voice sounded briskly: "Imperial Imperial Family, the famous sword, Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

His voice was not high, but it was very clear in the silent venue, and it rippled like water waves——

Cherry blossoms flew from nowhere, fluttering and sweeping down in the sudden gust of wind. A tall figure gradually appeared amidst layers of fallen flowers and snow. The costumes were gorgeous and dazzling, similar to European military uniforms, and the long golden tassels embellished brilliant streamers. , with a scarlet cloak on his shoulders, black military trousers covering his slender and straight legs, and the gold buttons all the way to the top, revealing an almost seductive beauty in abstinence.

Soft blue hair, golden eyes as thick as honey, his appearance is handsome and elegant, his temperament is gentle and noble like the most elegant prince, abstinence and temptation, chill and gentleness, he is like a contradictory body, in such a situation A terrifying masculinity is wrapped in the contradictions of the novel.

"One phase, one vibration, I finally found you...Master."

There was spring water in those honey-colored pupils, filled with the mellow sunshine of the whole spring, and there was an almost greedy emotion in his eyes looking at him.

"..."

The young man was a little startled, he looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he didn't speak, in a strange quiet atmosphere, a pair of warm hands suddenly covered his eyes from behind, followed by a brisk and smiling voice: " Yo~ Guess who I am~"

In the darkness where vision is lost, the rest of the senses become extraordinarily sensitive.

He let that person cover his eyes without subconsciously guarding against it, and he didn't even realize it. He seemed to be extra tolerant towards this person.

"Hmm... Can't you guess it... Then give me a hint." A warm breath approached him, a fresh and clean fragrance filled the surroundings, and a kiss like a thin snow fell on his lips, like a dragonfly touching water, with Almost lingering precious.

His heartbeat, which had always been so steady that it could be called deathly silence, suddenly went wild for a few beats.

It seems that because he didn't respond, that person came closer to him again, approaching his lips tentatively again, the warm lips rubbed against his lips, and the soft tongue penetrated into his mouth, like snow falling on lava. After the temptation, the kiss became rough, as if to vent something, to accuse something...

Such a heavy and painful emotion prevented him from pushing this person away immediately, and then he was tightly clasped in that fragrant embrace, and his whole body was controlled and robbed——

"The Crane Maru Palace!"

The gold and iron collided, and the sound of sharp blades unsheathing came through the wind. The arms around him embraced him and retreated lightly, and the hands covering his eyes were released. Is it such a fright, the first phase hall is too polite hahahaha."

He raised his head, and finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who couldn't help but kiss him just now.

The snow-white clothes spread like clouds, the silver-white half-length hair hangs softly on the neck, the color of the lips is like cherry blossoms at the end, even the long eyelashes are as pale as snow, and the golden eyes of the sun reveal a sharp luxury, Golden chains wrapped around his neck, like shackles tied to the wings, tying taboo desires to this handsome and wanton beauty.

That is... the white crane living in the world.

want to... catch him...

The author has something to say: sweet or not! ! ! !Hee hee hee ~ circling around in place ~ there will be more sweetness in the future ~ the Shura field you want will be unfolded at a daily frequency, let us observe three seconds of silence for Guangbao, and then cheer up happily!

Because the author is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so the future update may be every other day ~ there will be no update tomorrow... Sometimes I will add more... Maybe...

Hahahaha

Thank you to the little angels who threw thunder and watered the water ~ the knives will come out one after another ~ this time they will not be separated, I promise!

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