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The spider-like monster in front of him was split horizontally by a familiar knife, and slowly dissipated into black smoke in the air.The enemy's threat is poor, but the level and quality are average, so it's normal to get it done with one move.

"Idiot." Ah Zhao's voice came from a cloud of black smoke, "It's too much to let Taidao fight in the woods."

Conan: "..." Who am I?where am I?what do i see !

The fat pigeon pecked Conan's forehead, pulled him out of the unbelievable scene, and then flew into A Zhao's arms begging for a hug.

The white crow, not a Japanese species, may be some kind of albinism.A thought ran through Conan's mind.

Azhao caught the fat pigeon and stood up with the knife. Although he was still a short man with short arms and short legs, in Conan's eyes, he suddenly became extraordinarily tall.

"What is that?" It disappeared unexpectedly, is it some kind of chemical agent?Conan couldn't believe it, "Why did it disappear?!"

"Probably...some kind of chemical agent?" Ah Zhao raised his eyebrows, "It's fine if you understand it that way."

Anyway, it's impossible for this guy to believe that there are unscientific forces in the world. Even if the three views are shaky, he has to forcefully explain it. It's really fun to watch once.

Ah Zhao was obviously joking, but Conan actually took it seriously, and was still thinking seriously, although that 'person' looks like a spider, but has a human face, so, some illegal organization must have illegally manipulated the human body In the transformation experiment, Ah Zhao obviously knew the identities of these people, so it seems that Ah Zhao should be a survivor of that illegal organization, or in other words, he is one of those experimenters who did not become a monster... After all, normal human beings It is impossible to jump on the roof all at once.

"Then, you know him?" Conan asked tentatively.

"The enemy." Ah Zhao didn't intend to tell Conan these things. After all, he only needs to be a detective and deal with the black organization. Other things should be left to professionals.

Enemy... Conan became more and more sure of his guess, so his usual low-key behavior was explained.

Ah Zhao didn't know that Conan was so good at brainstorming, so he scouted around, only to find that this time the enemy only came this time, which felt a little strange.Could it be that the enemy has some conspiracy to fail this time?

Shaking his head, Ah Zhao couldn't figure this out, so he stopped thinking about it.

"Let's go, go back first." A Zhao said to Conan, "Don't run around recently."

"Is the enemy's target you? Or me?" Conan was keenly aware of the problem, "Do these people have anything to do with the Black Organization?"

"It doesn't matter..." Azhao wasn't sure if the time-traveling army would confront the black organization, but Azhao felt that it was unlikely. After all, the leader of the black organization, Qin Jiu, was too suspicious. Suddenly someone jumped out and said that he wanted to cooperate with them, and he would probably be beaten into a sieve.

Of course, whether to kill or not is another matter.

The two came back safe and sound, and Dr. Ali and the others had already prepared lunch.

In the afternoon, everyone was fishing and treasure hunting nearby. As for the treasure... well, of course there is none.

At night, Ah Zhao held the sword and slept in a tent with Conan. In the woods at night, this battlefield is really unfriendly to Taidao.

Conan was lying in his sleeping bag, looking at Azhao's body knife.

What I recalled in my mind were all the details of what happened today.

He knew that the monster turned into black smoke and disappeared. It must not be as simple as some kind of chemical agent. It is not impossible to have a chemical agent that can completely disappear something, but the reaction is definitely not like that. It is like after some kind of power is drawn out , unable to maintain his shape, so he disappeared... He couldn't help but think of the figure he saw from A Zhao's eyes before, and at various crime scenes, A Zhao would always look at places where no one existed.

Also, the vibrating knife in his hand.

Definitely the real thing.

The knife that was not sure whether it existed in history, the knife that sank in the wild history, was held in his arms intact.

He couldn't help thinking of some legends about artifacts.

According to legend, if the utensils are placed for a hundred years, a spirit will rise from them and call them Fusangshen... If there is a god, it is not surprising to see ghosts, but there are no ghosts in the world!

Akira Miyazawa...

Could it be human?

Conan shook his head, this idea is not as good as the previous illegal experiment, the drug is reliable, after all, he himself became smaller after taking the drug.

He still doesn't believe that there are ghosts and other creatures in the world.

Science can't explain it, which shows that his knowledge reserve is not enough.

Conan thought so.

On the other hand, Gin Jiu received a task today to clean up the traitor in the organization. The traitor took the internal information of the organization and planned to trade with other people. As the leader of the organization, Gin Jiu naturally couldn't let such a thing happen.

He took his younger brother vodka, and the two drove to carry out the assassination mission.

Porsche 356A is driving smoothly and fast on the road.

"Boss, Target has applied for the Witness Protection Program and is expected to leave the country tonight."

Gin lit a cigarette, didn't smoke it, and held it between his fingers: "I know."

Meaning he'll figure it out.

Suddenly, Vodka felt like there was something sticking on the road in front of him. He glanced at his elder brother and suddenly guessed the brakes.

"Boss, there is something ahead."

Gin found it naturally.

A man wearing a bamboo hat stood in front of him, his upper body was exposed, his eyes were faintly blue... It didn't look very normal, he was holding a knife in his hand, and he was speaking badly.

Brother Daqin doesn't talk nonsense, dare to stop the car of our black organization, it's boring.

□□Finger, shoot, target, aim at the enemy's head.

Ping!The gun that was installed made a small but real sound, that small bullet pierced the enemy's brain.

but--

The man is not dead.

Still walking towards the two of them slowly.

This……

Raising the knife high in his hand, Qin Jiu took out a bomb out of nowhere, threw it out, then got into the car, and directed his younger brother to drive away quickly.

The man's knife gave him a very dangerous feeling...

and--

His eyes were slightly cold, this is not human at all, no one can be hit in the head by a bullet and still jump alive, not sure if the bomb can blow him up.

The bomb exploded, and the passing cars didn't seem to see the man, so they called the police and provided testimony.

This matter was naturally suppressed by the people who organized the infiltration into the police, but Gin knew that the guy at the center of the explosion that day was not dead at all.

Not even a dead body!

He had no idea what it was.

The recent incident of Shirley's defection made him very irritable, and now he encountered such a thing... He seemed to have seen Shirley somewhere a few days ago, forget it, let's go and bring Shirley back first.

Ah, Shirley, you cannot escape!

Eldest brother Gin snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, picked up his heavy windbreaker, and drove out.

On the other side, Haibara Ai, who was staying with Conan in the basement research room of the doctor's house, suddenly sneezed a lot, feeling a little chilly, and the feeling of being targeted by the black organization made her feel uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Conan asked, "Did you catch a cold because you went camping?"

"No, I don't know why, I feel like I'm being targeted by Gin."

Conan glanced at Hui Yuanai a little bit inexplicably, remembering the bullet that Azhao split Gin last time, and suddenly felt that Gin was not powerful at all.

……

"Vodka, where's Gin?" Belmode glanced around Gin's room, a little curious about Gin's irritability and about to go berserk these days, "Is there any mission?"

Vodka, who looks fierce but has a simple and honest personality, glanced at Belmode vigilantly: "Brother has something to go out." He didn't know either.

Belmode thought for a while, and probably guessed what Gin was doing, smiled slightly, with a lot of flair, turned and left.

Ah Zhao, who didn't realize that he was being targeted at all, feels like he has a big head recently. The school will hold a parent-teacher meeting, so here comes the problem, him!What to do!Get a parent to come and hold a parent-teacher meeting for him? !

Conan also has Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori as guardians, so it is no problem to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and Haibara has Dr. Ali as guardian.

Ah Zhao was a little embarrassed.

However, this matter is not without a solution.

If you really can't get it, then you can make a fake one and find someone to pretend to be your parent or guardian.

It's still early, with more than a week to go.

This weekend, Azhao and Mori Kogoro went to participate in a kendo competition together. It is said that among the contestants, there is a talented player who is a dark horse from Osaka. He is very hopeful to win the national kendo championship. It is the ancient way of swordsmanship, Beichen's one-sword style, the sword technique is not a skill, but an art... The skill is so superb that no one can surpass it.

His name is Yuichi Miyazawa, and he is the heir to the Miyazawa family of the kendo family.

After Ah Zhao heard the news, he didn't know what to say.

Miyazawa... Yuichi, is that him?

The new child of mother and father, inheriting the glory of the Miyazawa family instead of him.

Miyazawa Yuichi was only a few months old when he left, and he is now ready to participate in the National Kendo Championships.How time flies.

"What are you going to do? Are you going?"

God is asking him.

Ah Zhao froze for a moment.

'What do you mean?Of course I have to take a look at it. If I remember correctly, it was very popular in the Edo period. Of course I want to see it. I don’t know if it is better than Okita-kun’s natural psychological flow. "What to do, some people want to get what they want, and others get it without any effort. He is actually envious, but now that he has the favor of the gods, he can no longer be greedy for other people's things. .

Ashamed to say, he came from a kendo family, but he has never seen the kendo passed down by his family.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-3123:26:36~2020-09-0119:48:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 in Xiyi Anxian;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiyi Anxian; 5 bottles of はね; 2 bottles of broken wine; 1 bottle of small transparent rouge group;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!