[Comprehensive] Playing off again

This is a handsome boy.

Too handsome.

Even Conan, who is not very sensitive to the appearance of the same sex, is aware of this, and can't help but look at this boy more carefully.Long black hair, black eyes, looks like an East Asian, tall... When I was Kudo Shinichi, I didn't seem to be as tall as this person.

Only 17 years old, I will grow up in the future.

"Is big brother a guest of this hotel too?"

"Not."

Elan hugged the man and said, "It's just a casual stroll."

"so late?"

"Because I don't want to sleep, and my big brother is an adult who can protect himself." Elan touched Conan's head, focusing on the tuft at the back of his head, thinking that this might be a popular trend in the world. Saber has raised hair on his forehead, Lancer also has hair hanging down his forehead between his eyes, but Rider doesn't have it.

But with his body shape, if he had...it would be more scary than cute.

With his thoughts wandering, Elan poked at the tuft of hair again, "But you can't protect your own cubs, so you can't run around, little brother."

What is the name of the cub?

Conan keenly discovered the meaning of the other party's words, "Do you know that man just now?"

"Call me uncle."

Not familiar with him.Conan said in a childish and innocent voice: "...do you know that uncle just now, big brother?"

"It's considered to be acquainted. But it's better not to know, he is a very dangerous person."

Could it be more dangerous than the Black Organization?

"Wow ah ah-"

"The hotel, the hotel has collapsed!"

"Mom, I'm scared!"

... on par.

What echoed in the night sky was the terrifying sound of reinforced concrete beginning to crumble and collapse.

The high-rise hotel with a total height of more than 150 meters maintained an upright posture and collapsed as if being sucked in by the ground. More importantly, no fragments burst out, only smoke and dust obliterated the surrounding area.

Directional blasting!

Conan stared at the original location of the hotel.

This is an advanced blasting technique mainly used to destroy large high-rise buildings, requiring a deep understanding of the building's load-bearing walls and key pillars, and then using the minimum amount of explosives to completely destroy the entire building.It's definitely not the first time that man and his possible accomplices have done something like this. To achieve such an effect, they must be repeat offenders!

"It's perfect."

In the terrified shouting and crying, Conan heard the murmur of the boy who was holding him. He looked at the other person's expression suddenly, and found that those dark eyes were full of fascination.

Danger!

The alarm sounded in his mind, and for a while, Conan's mind was blank, until the boy said another sentence, "It's simply the art of destruction... How can I change the Master?"

Master?Owner?Change owner?

Conan, who grew up in modern society, is a bit maladapted to this word, and he is confused.

"Conan—"

In the rising dust, Mao Lilan finally saw Conan running around, and stopped in front of Elan, "Hi, I'm Mao Lilan, this is my child...that..."

"Hello, Miss Maury."

Elan raised a gentle smile, "The kid recognized me as you just now."

Conan: "..." Neither Uncle Mao Li nor Sonoko would hug him well, they would just carry them directly.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is..."

"Little Lan! You found—"

Sonoko's voice stopped abruptly.

Conan and Xiaolan sighed in their hearts at the same time.

There should be an introduction here.

Suzuki Sonoko, a student in class B of the second grade of Teidan High School, Xiaolan's close friend, and also the second daughter of the Suzuki Foundation.He never flaunts his family background, has a carefree personality, and is a very sincere person.The biggest interest is to find handsome guys, yes, she is a nympho.

And Elan's appearance is crushing.

Two blushes quickly appeared on Sonoko's face, and she instantly turned into a lady, with an extremely gentle voice, "Hello, my name is Suzuki Sonoko..."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Suzuki."

Mori Kogoro, who walked a few steps slowly, had a cold face.

Like most men, Mori Kogoro holds a disapproving attitude towards this kind of homosexual who is prettier than himself and younger than himself, thinking that the other party is flashy, but unfortunately his daughter often has a different view from him.It's such a sad story.

The moonlight shines down, illuminating the road without street lights.

"Why are we going to that kid's house?" Mori Kogoro complained.It's still a place where you have to walk after you fight.Save money on wine though.

"Keep your voice down, Dad, I'm just borrowing time, Mr. Yagami is kind." Xiaolan lowered her voice to persuade, feeling a little embarrassed in her heart, "Sonoko and Conan also want to go, everyone wants to take a shower and sleep as soon as possible." The smoke and dust from the collapse of the hotel just now covered them all. "And, have you forgotten, you recently bought wine behind my back, and the family's money has already..."

"Let me tell you, it's not right for that kid to be so enthusiastic about a stranger he met for the first time." Mouri Kogoro quickly interrupted, his eyes fell on his daughter, "He can't be—" Has he taken a fancy to you?

"what."

"It's nothing."

I wouldn't agree anyway.

The silly father who was always fascinated by his daughter's charm thought so.

Conan stayed quietly in Xiaolan's arms, looking at Yagami and Sonoko walking ahead.From a different angle, he realized that the boy's hair was so long that it reached his calf, and it didn't look like a wig—how many years did he have to have this length?Just washing your hair takes a lot of time. Men who are still doing this in this era probably come from families that follow ancient traditions.

Conan sketched a historic Japanese mansion in his mind, and then saw a Western-style castle.

"..."

Guess wrong.

On the way, Yagami said that there are two other people in the family, Matou Kariya who is not in good health and Matou Sakura who is about to go to elementary school, and they have both fallen asleep now, and he is the personal doctor of Matou's family.Conan pretended to be naive and asked why the private doctor was able to bring people home. Yagami replied that he had a good relationship with Kariya and could make the decision, and there were many vacant rooms.

Elan was also a little surprised.

When he mentioned it, he thought he would be rejected, but he didn't expect that the person has arrived now.

When stepping into the porch, all the Zangyan familiars who were not in the worm room in this family were burned by the black flames that rose suddenly. The black-haired boy looked gentle and natural, and entertained them like a hospitable host. Because someone was sleeping and he was sleepy, Conan and his party fell asleep after taking a hasty shower.

Many things happened that night, and some magicians couldn't fall asleep, such as Kenneth and his wife Sola, who were still in the hotel when it was blown up.

The clock tower genius who has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child, won't be the first one to exit this Holy Grail War?

The entire hotel building was turned into a magic workshop, but the opponent didn't step inside at all... What a wonderful irony.This is the common blind spot of magicians.

Emiya Kiritsugu is worthy of the title of magician killer.Did he definitely attack Kenneth first because Lancer's Noble Phantasm made Saber's left hand unusable, or did he already see through Kenneth's weakness and made this decision?

Elan thought of Kiritsugu's information again.

The man who was active in the battlefields around the world nine years ago, married Irisviel von Einzbern eight years ago and has lived peacefully in Einzbern Castle.

Judging from his previous performance, this man is not acting for money, nor is he a pure terrorist. The possibility of not being active after marrying is ruled out...

Is it because of knowing the existence of the Holy Grail?

Suddenly, I really want to know Kiritsugu's wish.

Elan turned on the computer, sent a friend request to Weber's communication number, and turned to look out the window.

The morning star quietly rises.