[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Mao Lilan's vision changed from hazy to clear, and the whistling wind poured into the small utility room. Before she had time to ask Conan why he showed a relaxed expression, her eyes were already attracted by a shiny knife.

The knife is as bright as snow, unexpectedly eye-catching in the dark.

It is so beautiful that it is unbelievable, as if it should not exist in the world.The blade blocked the monster's arm, but the thicker arm, which was far superior to that of a human being, could not move forward at this moment, and blue veins protruded from the pale skin.

"Mr. Mikazuki." Kusanagi reminded him, "If you show mercy, it will attract the attention of humans."

Beside her ear, there is an elegant male voice chuckling:

"It's a gentle request - back off."

As soon as the words fell, the monster's body actually retreated quickly, but that was just an illusion caused by it being repelled.The sharp roar was completely blocked back into the stomach, it hit a thick old tree, shaking the branches and leaves.Perhaps it was because the young man's knife restrained its strength, it didn't break the tree directly, but instead swayed its limbs, trying to stand up.

Fragmented voices leaked from the split lips. After seeing his speed, Conan still has lingering fears.

It roared, the proud power did not play any role, and the head that lost the ability to think was full of doubts.Except for the fact that his center of gravity was out of balance, he had already forgotten everything, he just wanted to tear the little girl in front of him quickly and feel the pleasure of her soul being torn apart.He tried several times and fell to the ground.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be.

The eyes that were shrouded in lavender smog calmed down, and finally saw a blade that was obviously much shorter. The two warriors/swords interlaced, happened to block his neck like a cross, and one step forward could cut his blood vessels. .In a trance, he almost thought that they were the same sword seamlessly, but the swordsmen holding them were clearly dressed differently.

Young people intertwined with blue and red occupy its left and right sides, warning it of its fate if it acts rashly.

"Please be a little more careful, you may not be able to pay the punishment for destroying beautiful things." California Qingguang's pupils showed a bloody color in the night, "I hope you still retain your will."

Yamato Mamoru's slender eyelashes are like butterfly wings, but the murderous intent pouring out of his words is absolutely true. Even knowing that he is an ally, Conan can't help but shudder at the twisted arc of his lips: "Don't move, I will Gently, beautifully - right into your heart."

Kusanagi was thoughtful: "Couldn't this child have returned to his previous state?"

"Brother An Ding is very passionate about fighting." Wuhu Tui, who had no opponent, was paddling beside him and said with a smile, "It's very handsome."

When Mao Lilan saw a familiar figure, only question marks were left in his head. What happened that night was too bizarre, so he saw helpers in strange clothes and older people than himself at the scene. Acquaintances are nothing to be surprised about.

Seeing that the other party was about to overload the CPU, Sanriyue stretched out her hand, showing a smile that could cause many female judges to scream: "Can you still stand up, this brave lady?"

"thanks……"

Mao Lilan's CPU burned even more.

The young man in front of him was dressed in an ancient costume that would appear in a period drama, and his face was handsome enough to kill a star in an instant, not the type who would appear on this night at all.The weapon in his hand showed a clear sense of presence. It was just this knife that easily pushed the monster back. Judging by his expression, he should not have used any extra strength.

She held Sanriyue's hand, feeling cold to the touch, relying on that strength, she stood up tremblingly.For some reason, even though she was shaking and leaning against the wall, Mao Lilan still didn't let go of that hand. It wasn't that she didn't intend to let go, but that she couldn't do it at all.

Conan looked at their holding hands, revealing half-moon eyes.

"No way, you'll even eat Fusangshen's vinegar." Kusanagi patted his head, "Don't worry, although they look like that, they are much older than humans."

The little detective rolled his eyes, and wanted to retort, do you think that your family is not jealous, but after weighing the pros and cons, he still succumbed to the coercion, so he couldn't say it.

Sanriyue looked at the girl's blushing complexion, his eyes became inexplicably serious, he bent down, "I'm sorry."

The fingertips touched the white skin and gradually approached the wound.It can be seen that the wound that was pierced at the beginning was not a fatal wound, on the contrary, it was only the superficial wound of skin and flesh broken by the sharp claws, far less than the inner bone.But the blood couldn't stop flowing, as if until it dried up. The blue-purple blood vessels under the skin were like climbing snakes, covering the festering wound, and there was a faint tendency to spread.

"She's having a fever." San Riyue held Mao Lilan's shoulders to prevent her from falling down, "Master God Judge, it seems that the mutation we were worried about has been completed."

Kusanagi frowned, and the wound was surrounded by a layer of lifeless mist, which became more and more dense.He stretched out his hand, the mist annihilated the moment it touched his finger, moved away and gathered again, "It's like the miasma in this pill...the doctor probably can't do anything, stop the bleeding first."

Ever since Tian Tian was involved in strange incidents, he finally remembered to prepare bandages in his bag.Kusanagi tore off the roll, and the pure white color touched the skin, becoming filthy. He tightly wrapped the wound tightly, hoping that the pressure could temporarily stop the blood loss.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the red was no longer smudged.

"This is, what?" Conan brushed the black hair sticking to her side cheeks for her in astonishment, "We need to find a doctor! She is in a very bad condition, and Mihua Hospital can—"

"Quiet, brat."

The gin interrupted him, and the detective was as cold as a bucket of water, from the outside to the inside.

The silver-haired man seemed to have a headache, "Think about what you should do, shouting can't change your situation."

"Huh." Kusanagi stared at the red hands, "I didn't expect you to remind him."

"Noisy."

Gin gave a vague answer.

Yamato Mamoru Anding and California Kiyomitsu had already thrown the monster to the ground, their two knives pierced deeply into each other's muscles, making it impossible to straighten up.For this kind of resentful flesh and blood, they always hate to touch it. Yamato Mamoru looked down at the ominous shape, and was a little worried: "Mr. Kusanagi, it may be an illusion, but its power is strengthening..."

"Even appearance." California Qingguang added.

Previously, Fujiwara's obvious characteristics as a human being could be seen, but the limbs had changed, but now, Conan found that he could not even see the opponent's eyes.There was an empty color there, and there was no expression on his pale face, he didn't recognize himself a long time ago, "Half an hour ago, he was still a human being!"

"Huh?" Kusanagi was stunned for a few seconds, "What did you say?"

"He is a guard who is recuperating here due to illness. He was normal half an hour ago. His symptoms suddenly intensified and he became like this." Conan held Mao Lilan's hot hand, "He changed from a human to a monster."

Sanriyue said in a deep voice: "If the existence of the virus can infect people into a retrograde army, the world will soon lose its balance."

While they were thinking, Qingguang held the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife pierced down a few inches, and the continuously growing blue and white muscle was twisting his blade.In front of them, the man's body was still changing. In the dissolving arm, there was a cold and hard knife light, as if it was about to be pulled out of it and become his weapon.

"The child's situation is really tricky." Sanriyue gently stroked her forehead, she was already suffering from convulsions due to the high fever, "My lord, if you bring back this pill, there may be a solution."

"It's better to have." Kusanagi sighed, "Then, what should this guy do?"

He refers to the retrograde army in front of him, which is also human.

Yamato Shou'an and California Qingguang looked at each other, but did not say a word. It is undoubtedly very risky to capture a retrograde army that may mutate alive.But it is different from a monster in human skin. After all, it was once a human being. If Fu Sangshen kills it, it is hard to say that it will not affect the mood of the simple two.

Sanriyue wore an indifferent smile, and looked at the monster with only pity in her eyes.

"Wait, he's human!" Conan interrupted them suddenly, "He can recover..."

"Probably can recover." Kusanagi said, watching the mass of white flesh gradually dissolve, "But it is absolutely impossible at this stage. Leaving him may cause casualties. If he has the ability to infect himself, the consequences will be disastrous. Kudo-kun, If it were you, how would you choose?"

"...This is murder."

Conan saw that Fu Sangshen was shaken, and his voice sank.

San Riyue suddenly smiled: "You already have a choice, don't you? You know very well that he is hopeless."

His voice seemed to be deceptive, knowing what would happen next, but Conan looked away.San Riyue narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, "Master God Judge, as long as you order, his pain will end immediately."

"No."

Kusanagi interrupted him.

When Sanriyue was stunned, the other party pointed to his saber, "Mr. Sanriyue is special, but killing humans will also affect it? I will do it."

Fu Sangshen, who looked like a young man, tilted his head, as if he had heard something strange, and lost his voice.After a while, he covered his mouth with his sleeve and laughed to himself: "Interesting, interesting, I'm a good weapon in front of me, but I don't intend to use it?"

"This is so strange! We have no right to judge him, he doesn't know anything..."

The detective stared mournfully at the white mass of twisted muscle.

Feeling his gaze, the unrecognizable face turned to him, and there was something about to emerge from the dark and sunken eye sockets, as if begging for his own fate.His limbs twisted suddenly, trying to climb to the side of Conan, following his wish, the blue and white blood vessels wrapped around the two blades that controlled movement.

Conan stood up involuntarily, and walked in front of him, only two steps away.

"Mr. Fujiwara..."

"Yes, no—"

Meatloaf opened its mouth and let out a sound.

At the same time, he was pulled away by Kusanagi, and the muddy dark blood splashed around, polluting most of the ground.His muscles were completely deformed by the continuous bullets, and eventually, those parts dissolved and ruptured, revealing the white bones inside.

The skeleton was still human.

Gin Jiu exhaled the last puff of smoke, as if he wasn't the one who shot: "Do you have any last words?"

The bony head turned with difficulty, and the cracked part looked like a smiling face. The slender bony hand reached for the gin, and something fell from it.Suddenly, the silver-haired man took it.

"Thanks……?"

Its body finally dissolved, and the skeleton fell back to the ground. For some reason, it looked as if it had been decayed for many years.

Edogawa Conan's shout almost came out of his throat, and before he questioned the other party hoarsely, his consciousness fell into darkness.

San Riyue blinked: "Master God Judge, will you be more serious?"

"how is this possible."

Kusanagi, with a face full of vengeance, threw the wooden stick used to knock him unconscious back into the corner, very pure and innocent.