Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Not to mention the ordinary people who were scared to death, Lan Tang's mood at this time was mixed with happiness and helplessness.

He is happy to share the super interesting strange things with his best friends, but he is helpless and a little dissatisfied because the two curse spirits are too ugly, which greatly affects his happy mood of watching strange things with Gojo Satoru.

But Lantang still ignored the ugly appearance of the curse spirits, and used a coloring book to pack the two curse spirits into the subspace and compress them again, and said under the speechless eyes of ordinary people: "It's really rare, and it can be collected as specimens." Bar."

Police officer Mu Mu, who has a little understanding of what kind of existence a super magic spirit is: a super magic spirit, can a super magic spirit be used as a specimen? ! !

Compared with the special magic spirits that will be used for training in the future, Wujo Satoru, who thinks it is more important to store the magic spirits that can fight, is happier.

Gojo Satoru happily ran to Lan Tang's side and held his hand, jumping up and down planning how to show the fighting mantra to other people he knew.

Lan Tang said with relief: "Wu has grown up, he is a good boy who knows how to share with others."

The two strongest people don't think there is any problem in making specimens of super magic spirits.

Gojo Satoru is like a child seeing two maverick birds, wanting to grab them and admire them self-willedly and naturally, unwilling and disdainful to understand why the weak insects make such a fuss about it.

Gojo Satoru didn't realize it, but Lantang had the thinking of an adult after all, and he still didn't bother to take care of the delicate nerves of irrelevant weak people.

However, although he is so arrogant and indifferent to strangers, Lantang still doesn't want Gojo Satoru to look down on ordinary people like this.

It is impossible for ants to kill elephants too much, at most it will cause trouble, but Lan Tang, who has almost mastered the black market intelligence network of the entire magic world, also knows that ordinary people, especially those who put life and death aside, can explode What kind of strength.

There is a church called Panxing Sect, which is full of people without magic power. However, it is these ordinary people who fanatically believe in the "Master Tianyuan" created by the high-level people to form such a church as tenacious as cockroaches.

Lan Tang calculated that if something really happened, the high-level members of the Panxing Sect gathered by these ordinary people would have more than enough wealth to hire the top curse masters over the years.

To find a person who is smart enough, but also very weak, let Wu know that the mind is also a terrible thing.

This person's character must also be strong, if Wu is accidentally taught to become some kind of world-destroying demon king...

No, no, no, it's impossible, Wu is essentially a good boy.

But what I am most afraid of is being taught to be the opponent's knife unknowingly...

While thinking slowly, Lan Tang praised Wujo Satoru for learning to share this beautiful quality.

Wu, he is a good boy.

The people who listened all the way behind mourned for a second of silence for "people they know", and complained silently in their hearts: Rather than sharing, he obviously wanted to see the scared expressions of other people, open your eyes and see, Mr. Attil, this The badness on the bear's face is about to overflow! Hey!

Mr. Attil, however, was bandaged and could not see.

The group followed Lan Tang and Gojo Satoru out of the building.

One big and one small led them out of the gate, then walked into a door with golden ripples and disappeared.

Finally able to see the sun again, everyone wept with joy, and some people almost slumped on the ground all at once.

After walking all the way, Conan, who finally accepted the unscientific worldview, recalled all the things before, looked at the direction where the two disappeared and narrowed his eyes suspiciously, a bright light flashed on the big lens.

Xiao Daoyuan, who was carried out by the two policemen, moved too much, sat up in a daze and rubbed his eyes: "Ale? Why am I outside?"

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko grabbed Genta and said firmly, "We must be friends with Conan!"

The two children who had escaped from the dead were scared and excited. Motota Kojima scratched his head for no reason, and thought of today's eye-opening murder case. In a blink of an eye, he forgot why he suddenly went from indoors to outdoors, and raised his hand accordingly: "oh!"

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The matter came to an end, and everyone returned to their respective positions. Conan thought over and over again about the day's affairs at night, only to feel that there was something wrong with 'Athier' all over his body.

After the reorganization of the three views and his mind became sober, Conan's IQ also went online.

In the darkness, Conan's eyes are shining brightly, doubts are listed one by one, possibilities are discovered and ruled out, vague and incredible answers are almost in sight!