Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

Andwa, the hero of fire, has a personality of hell flames, and it is easy to release high-temperature flames casually.

And for the wall, if the temperature is lower than the melting point, it will collapse due to high temperature, whether it is a cement wall or a brick wall.

It should be easy anyway.

Local tyrants and celebrities gathered behind Andeva expectantly, and rushed out first after he melted the wall.

There is still a bomb that explodes in a few minutes. This is still on the eighth floor. Who knows if it will be affected if you run too slowly?

Conan didn't lean over there. He stood behind the champagne tower and looked at Bourbon, who was playing with a pistol not far away. You can't dodge even if you feel the murderous aura from people and be vigilant in advance, let alone such a short distance.

He watched Bourbon withdraw from the clip, Bourbon was stunned, and he said to himself, sure enough, there was only one bullet.

The hero of fire, Andwa, has an aloof personality, and usually his whole body will burn with flames to show his mighty power.

On this occasion, instead of wearing a combat uniform, Andeva, who was in a decent suit, had no flames on his body, but kept the flame-shaped beard on his chin, but the moment he was hit, the fire beard disappeared.

Conan thought maybe it had something to do with that bullet, or maybe it was the severe pain that made him lose his mind to maintain his personality?However, the latter is unlikely with Andewa's personality. The more injured he is, the more indifferent he should be, showing his strength and fearlessness.

This is a good proof, see if he can melt the wall.

Whether it's possible...it's not a good result.

If the murderer was the same person who planted the bomb, it's hard to say whether he would have used the remote control to detonate the bomb just because he didn't let one of them go.

If not, Andeva will be miserable.

The people in the banquet hall include elites from all walks of life, as well as important members of families with profound backgrounds. They are trying to survive at this moment, and they naturally enshrine Andewa as a god. If Andewa cannot open a way out, they may hate him more than Hate people who plant bombs.

Unfortunately, this is human nature.

Conan thought sadly.

While Xiaolan was comforting Suzuki Sonoko, Conan slipped away.

The essence of a person can be seen at a critical moment. The aristocrats are not considered covetous and fearful of death. They are elegant and calm, as if they are not staying in a banquet hall that will explode in 6 minutes, but are leisurely drinking afternoon tea at home.

But you are too leisurely, right?

Conan couldn't help but half-moon eyes when he saw someone.

On the sofa against the wall, Christine in a classic and elegant white silk dress sat on it, sinking comfortably into the soft backrest.

She hugged Fufu to her eyes, buried her head on its neck, took a deep breath, then raised her head with a dreamy expression: "It's so comfortable."

"Fu Chiu!" Fu Fu shook her big fluffy tail, looking very pleased.

And the other side.

"What! Why can't you use personality?"

"Are you kidding me? Just at this time?"

"No wonder it was surpassed by Hawks, it is unreliable at all, let alone All Might."

Or the person who spoke thought he was very quiet, but in fact, everyone nearby could hear him, including Andeva.

What a miserable man.

Conan looked away.

However, losing fans and stepping back is a very realistic thing.

"Conan, don't run around!" Xiaolan found Conan outside the crowd, took his hand and reprimanded him softly.

"Sister Xiaolan, look, there are cats there! You have to look at the cats, you have to look at the cats."

On the surface, Conan is acting like a baby and has nothing to love in his heart.

Xiaolan said softly, "Don't cause trouble for others."

Conan pitifully: "But..."

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't stand it anymore, and bent down to teach him: "Why do you have so many things, you little brat? Don't you see how chaotic this place is?"

Conan... Conan stopped talking.

Then he saw Bourbon walking towards her.

Bourbon walked up to her...

Conan, who started the brain supplement mode again, was extremely vigilant.

"What are you looking at?" asked Atobe, who was sitting on the sofa in the same group.

"That child...is very interesting," Christine looked away, and met Fufu's purple eyes, her heart melted again, "Fufu is the best."

"Fuwu~"

Why didn't she find out that smoking furry would make people feel so happy?

Oh, and she didn't have a cat before.

Atobe's expression suddenly became unpredictable: "Do you have an idea?"

"What ideas can I have? Wait for the rescue, this kind of wall All Might punches one by one."

"Kerry."

"Ok?"

"How long do you think my uncle has known you?"

"Still so sharp, well, I'm waiting for a call."

Telephone?

The word appeared in Atobe's mind, and he put a question mark next to it. Before he could say anything, a dark-skinned young man approached.

"Hi!" He greeted lightly.

Hearing this voice, Christine froze, stared blankly at Toru Amuro who was wearing a waiter's costume, and swallowed the sentence "Why did you come out to work part-time again", almost choking herself to death.

"Mr. Amuro... have you found a job?" She reacted and added, "Is your hand ready?"

"Well, it's ready." Toru Amuro shook his right hand at her. He knew how to please people. He bent down and tentatively stretched out his index finger to nod Fufu's head, "It's so cute."

Christine was really happy when she heard that, and she was happier when someone praised Fufu than she was.

However, Fufu is not very happy. Can you touch the head of the primate killer? She was hugged by Keli just now and didn't hide from her. Damn it!

Fufu was lying in her arms facing Christine, who put his hands on its back, but now it wants to turn around and kick the human being to death, and as soon as it moved, Christine opened his hands, "I want to play... Eh?"

Fufu jumped towards Amuro Toru.

Conan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Little guy, if you know who this is, you jump on it. It's the killer of the black organization, the kind that doesn't have any feelings.

Fufu was small in stature and extremely agile. Toru Amuro subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but he didn't do anything when he remembered something. As a result, Fufu kicked him in the side of the face, and was ejected into the air, turning his body and posing on top of Toru Amuro's head.

Christine: ...

Conan:  …

Atobe laughed out loud, but he was really glad that Keli held it over to let him touch it, but he didn't touch it.

The uncle is still so witty.

Christine stood up and hugged Fufu down, I really thank you, Fufu, she is not so embarrassed to see the police uncle, and you are still making trouble.

"I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay, it..." Toru Amuro pressed his face kicked by the little guy with one hand, pondered for a moment, and said after consideration, "It's very flexible."

Christine smiled bitterly: "You can just say naughty."

As she said that, she flicked Fufu's head lightly, and Fufu fainted on the sofa very cooperatively.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro smiled and said, "It's a kitten, it's better to be lively."

"Wow, cat!"

So what kind of cat is this with such long ears?However, small animals are a topic entry point that will not cause vigilance.

Conan manages to get several grown-ups to turn their attention to him with the innocent, eager voice of a child.

High school student detective Kudo Shinichi has been playing the role of a child for several months (years), no matter how much he complains in his heart, he still looks decent.

Christine found it interesting.

She has two accounts, and sees the same person from two angles. Based on her experience in the trumpet, Edogawa Conan is a precocious boy who definitely does not match his actual age and has a lot of depth.

And this... I'm afraid it's not an act, he wanted to use Fufu to open up the topic.

Just like the police uncle.

Everyone has secrets and purposes, and it is good for each other to see through or not.

At this moment, Atobe's cell phone rang, he opened the flip, and the caller ID...huh?What strange number?Besides, most people will not know his mobile phone number, is it wrong?

"Atobe?" Seeing that he didn't answer, I endured seeing him.

Atobe: "It should be a typo...huh?"

He didn't press the button, and the phone turned to the answering state. Did he already have his own thoughts?

The blind tone stopped, and a sweet female voice sounded.

"This is the BB sauce that everyone has been waiting for for a long time, but I am not looking for you, please give the phone to the senior, thank you so much."

Atobu wanted to hang up with a blank face.

"Give me Atobe." Christine stood in front of him and held out his hand.

"Looking for you? Do you know him?" Even though he asked, he handed the phone to her.

Christine smiled: "Did you forget who opened the door for you when you came to my house?"

Open the door?

Doesn't the door open automatically?

Christine took her mobile phone and walked towards the door. Conan followed secretly, hiding behind the huge enamel vase and listening.

After all, she was suspected of killing with a borrowed knife, and she was the closest to Andewa before Zhenmu died.

There is also the detective's curiosity, the more mysterious the more I want to explore.

"Are you eavesdropping?"

Conan turned his head back in horror, and Bourbon looked down at him. The extremely oppressive gaze made his scalp tingle. When he was about to pass the test, the other party suddenly showed a youthful and energetic smile like a college student with that handsome boy face.

"Let's go together." He knelt down and pricked up his ears.

Conan again: ...

"How is the situation outside?"

"It's terrible, senior, there will be a bomb every ten meters, just like the one hidden in that door, and the stairs have been blown up, and the elevator cable has been cut off." The girl's purple eyes flashed a cold red light , as an advanced artificial intelligence, she can easily analyze what is inside the wall.

"This is not an ordinary crime, but a crime of personality. It seems that it is useless to wait for someone to rescue from the outside."

No one can survive if they break through the wall. Christine glanced at the crowd, Atobe finally couldn't bear to interrupt their complaints, and said that there must be a professional hero to save them. I have to say that he is quite a leader and can use Calm infects others.

"Do people outside know?"

"I called the police department."

"Whose name did you call? The police actually believed it, Maori detective?"

"No, I use synthetic voice, saying that I am the boss behind the scenes."

Christine: ...

When you turn left at the venue, you will find the down elevator and the restroom. The girl in black is walking in the empty corridor, and the echo of her high heels stepping on the ground is transmitted to Christine's ears through the phone.

She clenched her phone tightly: "BB, where are you?"

BB's tone was brisk: "I'm in the corridor outside, do seniors want me to go in?"

"No, no, no." She couldn't figure out how to open a space door.

"What, senior don't want to see me?"

"how come?"

She is very much looking forward to BB in 3D.

Must be beautiful.

There are still about 3 minutes.

They didn't take it seriously. After all, BB can use the power of the space gem, and Christine can also open the space door within 20 meters. This situation is not enough to pose a threat.

"Fufu! Fujiu!"

Hearing its cry, Christine turned her head and saw Fufu squatting next to the vase, her cry was harsh and condemned.

Christine raised her eyebrows, walked over, and saw two people hiding behind the vase.

This scene is really familiar, just add Kaito Kidd and you're all set.

"Ah big sister, are you coming to play peek-a-boo too?" Conan said innocently.

"No, let's play."

She took Fufu away and returned to the original place to make a phone call.

"Senior, I saw someone, eh? It's still as difficult to catch as before, it's downstairs," BB said meaningfully, "We don't need to take action, a reliable guy."

Downstairs, the police blocked the crowd of onlookers from the line. The professional hero was anxious, but he couldn't think of anything to do. After all, the bombs that could explode at the slightest vibration surrounded the outer wall.

There was also discussion among the crowd.

"What's going on?" Suddenly someone asked in English, asking two high school girls.

The two girls turned their heads and saw the man's appearance. He was tall and thin, wearing a leather jacket and jeans, with short silver-white hair and cool goggles. His eyes were a little brown, clear and bright.

He is a handsome foreign little brother!

They briefly talked about what they knew.

"Helpless?" he asked.

"No, the heroes must have a way!" One of the girls was so determined.

He glanced up.

"Hero."

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I know I'm late again (hit myself)

Post a few brain holes tomorrow, and then get beaten for the cub

It’s Jiangzi’s. I downloaded an accounting software, and the person who accompanied me in accounting was Da Zai, ah, it’s so sweet, I feel like I’m in love.