The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

So human beings are a community of contradictions.

On the one hand, they want Curacao to quickly restore their memory, so that their investigation of the organization can go further.

But on the other hand, they strongly resist the most effective treatment options at present.

In the quiet meeting room, Amuro's cell phone rang suddenly.

After making an apologetic gesture to the others, Amuro took the phone and walked to the window. When he saw a string of garbled characters on the caller ID, he looked serious. This is a unique caller ID in the organization.

And the representative of this string of garbled characters is the number one killer of the organization.

Gin.

Press the answer key.

"Two 10 minutes, see you at the old place, don't think about slipping away, Bourbon."

"Dududu..."

Even before Amuro himself had time to say a word, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Is it still suspected? This also makes sense. There is no text message with a password. It may be because of an emergency that the message cannot be sent, but it may also be because the person who sent the text message was not the person at all.

Turn around and come to Munakata Reisi.

"Mr. Munakata, I'm sorry that I have to leave first. I will learn about the follow-up plan through Conan."

"Is that the silver-haired killer calling? Do you need help?"

Munakata Reishi asked.

Amuro-kun's expression management is still not enough.

Unexpectedly, the other party saw what was worrying in his heart, Amuro pulled out a smile with difficulty.

"Don't bother, as long as they don't have solid evidence, I have a way to get out."

After leaving, Amuro quickly rushed to the "old place" in the mouth of Ginjiu. While driving, he couldn't help thinking that Mr. Munakata seemed to have known all of his identities a long time ago.

The legendary Scepter 4 intelligence class really makes people have nowhere to hide their secrets. If only their police could have such intelligence personnel...

Not long after Amuro left, the meeting room had already decided who would accompany Curacao on the dream Ferris wheel that would restore the princess' memories.

Awashima and Agent Judy of the FBI just happened to be able to dress up as a sister group for a trip.

Three people who are completely unfamiliar: Hehe.

As for the others, except for Qingshou who was in the air, the others were on guard on the ground.

The main reason why Munakata is so strict is that Reisi Munakata plans to use Curacao, who has lost his memory, as a bait. Once he knows that important internal intelligence personnel have appeared in public view, the other party will definitely take measures to retake Curacao.

At that time, they only need to be a farmer who waits for the rabbit.

At the end of the meeting, Reiji Munakata sent several members of the FBI to the parking lot of the station. After a standard farewell and socializing, he watched them leave.

And then there's...

"Will Conan-kun stay and play with Aomori?"

Looking at Conan who was asking Aomori for information, Reji Munakata showed a friendly smile.

Sometimes there is really nothing to do with these detectives.

Conan is like this, Amuro is like this, ah, and Ranpo-kun from Yokohama.

But for Ranbu-kun, the most terrifying thing is his extraordinary insight. After all, any case comes to him, and within a few seconds, he can deduce what color socks the prisoner is wearing today.

Ranpo sneezed violently in Yokohama, where he ate the thick dim sum bought by new talent from the detective agency.

Rubbing his nose, Ranbu took the tissue handed to him with a displeased expression.

"Ranpo-sama is the number one detective in the world! He is not a third-rate detective who relies on ordinary reasoning to handle cases!"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was frightened by the sudden temper of the pillar of the detective agency, stood helplessly by the side, stretching out and retracting his tentative little hand.

"Mr. Ranpo..."

"Mr. Ranpo probably reasoned that someone offended his reputation as a detective. At this time, it is best to let Mr. Ranpo calm down alone. Ah, yes, Dun-jun, help me get the mushroom over there. Bar."

Can this also be deduced from a distance?What a remarkable ability, super reasoning.

Thinking of this, Atsushi Nakajima decided to follow the advice of the reliable Mr. Dazai and let Mr. Ranpo calm down.

"...Is that these? Okay, wait a minute."

Seeing Dazai happily looking forward to the mushroom, Ranpo decides to strategically shift his position, leaving the next scene to Atsu-kun.

Back to the chief who accidentally offended the No. 1 detective in the world.

After handing over Conan to Aomori for reception, Munakata Reiji was very relieved to let the two peers stay together while he returned to the office to handle work.

"In the station, except for the dining room, reception room and the ward where Curacao is staying, no other places are allowed to enter."

Ruthlessly stopping the little detective who wanted to have a big adventure in the station, Qingshou led him to the infirmary without hesitation.

The resident of Scepter4 is not a spring outing place for elementary school students.

What's more, with regard to those magical detective props that Conan carried with him, if he "accidentally" lost one of the station, he would be guilty of stealing important secrets.

When he came outside the ward, he knocked lightly on the door twice, and after getting permission from the inside, he opened the door and entered.

Inside the door, Curacao was reading a book that looked like a mystery novel.

Seeing that it was Qingshou who came, a slight smile appeared on his face. Children do have advantages that adults do not have at certain times.

"Playing Monopoly?"

Qingshou took out a box of Monopoly board games from behind like a magic trick, put it on the small table that came with the hospital bed, and looked at Curacao expectantly.

"Although I haven't played it before, it should be okay if I learn it."

For Qingshou's good intentions, Curacao did not refuse because he could not.

Taking over the rich man from Qingshou, from the introduction, it should be quite easy to get started.

So, a sword, a detective, and an ace intelligence officer of the dark organization played Monopoly in the ward where the Youth Group was stationed.

In particular, the three present can use various techniques to successfully avoid punishment and obtain more rewards.

It can be called the fairy fight series in the world of Monopoly.

After playing a game, unexpectedly, everyone's scores are quite average.

Ha ha, so I forcefully stayed here for what purpose.

Conan, who was stuck with two white beards, stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and thought helplessly.

Amused by Conan's expression, Aomori and Curacao laughed at the same time.

"Qing Shoujun, Your Excellency Weitzman has researched a method to restore your body, and now you need to go to the Imperial Pillar Tower. '

Munakata Reisi's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Aomori paused slightly.

'it is good. '

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Noticing the pause in Qingshou's movements, Curacao looked over worriedly.

"Ah, sorry, I suddenly remembered that there is one important thing I haven't done, so I have to leave first."

"It's okay, if it's something important, of course it must be done in time."

In fact, Qingshou was able to come and play games with her for so long, she was already very touched.

"Well, what about you, Conan?"

"I'm going home to do my homework too, bye sister."

Conan is more curious about the reason for Aomori's sudden departure than Curacao, who can't ask any information after amnesia.

After leaving the ward, Aomori suddenly turned his head. Because of his sudden attack, Conan hadn't had time to put away the questioning expression on his face.

"It's irrelevant to the present."

What level of curiosity is this, it's scary.

"If Conan-kun goes home now, do I need to give you a ride?"

Leading Conan towards the parking lot, Aomori asked.

"Ah, thank you very much."

Thinking that there is nothing to continue to investigate before the action at night anyway, Conan followed Ao Mamoru into a completely black car.

After getting in the car, he inadvertently met the eyes of the person wearing a rabbit mask in the cab.

Although he knows that this is the standard match of the Golden Clan, it is still a bit scary for Conan to be caught off guard by such a rabbit mask.

"Go to the Maori Detective Agency in Mihua Town first."

Seeing that Conan was frightened, he had to admit that Aomori wanted to laugh a little.

……

The Pillar Tower, the room where the Dresden slabs are stored.

The young man with half-length white hair was bending over with his back to Qingshou, and was testing the strength of the stone slab with some kind of instrument.

"Your Excellency Weitzman?"

The power fluctuations belonging to the Silver King told Qingshou that this was the one, but from this back view, it seemed that he was a little different from the Lord Weitzman he had seen before.

"It's just changing back to the body that really belongs to me."

The young man stood up straight, turned his head and looked at Qingshou with a smile.

"If you want to restore your previous body, you need to repeat the last scene where the three forces collided violently with the stone slab as the medium. Before that, it was the fog of the gray king, the green king and Qing Shoujun. Now, it's me and the lieutenant. bring it on."

After finishing speaking, Guochang Lu Dajue, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slowly appeared from behind Weitzman.

"Imperial... this..."

For the help of an old man who was almost admitted to the ICU before, Qingshou felt that it seemed a little inappropriate.

"Just to release some power, there is no need to worry."

Seeing Qingshou's concern, Guochang Lu Dajue said it was a trivial matter.

"Yes, I wouldn't agree to the lieutenant's participation if it was too dangerous."

Beckoning Qingshou to come closer, three pairs of hands of different ages pressed down on the stone slab at the same time.

Silver, golden, and cyan lights sequentially lit up on the slate, and at the same time, the slate also slowly lit up with a dazzling white light...

The white light dissipated, and the Qingshou Tuanzi who had been standing between Guochang Road and Weitzman had disappeared, replaced by a slender and handsome young man.

"The power of the stone slab is truly beyond my control forever."

Weitzman sighed.

I thought that Qing Shou would return to his youth, but he didn't expect to jump directly to youth.

For such a change, Qingshou is quite satisfied.

After politely thanking the two kings who helped him, Qingshou couldn't wait to call Chijian in his mind as soon as he left the Pillar Tower.

"Achi, shall we go ride the Ferris wheel at night?"

Ha, now he also has eight...six-pack abs!

Touching his stomach, Qingshou carefully counted it over and over again, okay, six yuan is six yuan, it's better than a small milk belly.

When Qingshou's voice sounded in his head, Chi Jian was taken aback, this kind of voice was neither like a child nor a teenager, it was completely the voice of an adult.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains is the correct answer.

and so…

Qing Jian has also grown up? !