[Conan] I really have a backstage

"Toru Amuro...can you...let-let go-your-hand?"

Conan and Kazami glanced at Jingu Riho's chest at the same time, no, no, it was the hand on the chest, and then they laughed "puchi" at the same time.

As for Toru Amuro... Forgive him for being a little messy now.As nervousness, fear, rediscovery, embarrassment, shyness, and joy came together, he felt like he was slipping a little bit.

It was Jingu Riho who tried his best to push away the devil's claw on his chest, then reached into his collar, and took out a lucky bag from it.

She understood when the girl said "open later" means.

The red lucky bag was pierced by a bullet and got stuck in the middle. She opened the lucky bag, and the bullet was embedded in the middle of the black stone.

"What kind of luck is this..." Fengjian gasped in surprise, feeling that he seemed to have seen something extraordinary.

Conan also breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't hold back his half-moon eyes -- he seemed to have found a lucky maxxx Ou Shen, even surpassing Lan.

"It was given by the people in the shrine." Jingu Riho stood up while rubbing his chest, looking okay.

I saw Kazami putting his hands together: "I will worship this shrine for the rest of my life!!"

Toru Amuro didn't pay much attention to this matter, but chased after Jingu Riho and asked several times, "Does it hurt here?"

Kazami felt that his biggest gain today was not the man in black, but a side of his family that he had never had before.He looked at Toru Amuro with flushed cheeks next to Jingu Riho, and suddenly felt that Toru Amuro was sometimes just an ordinary person.

He can be the strongest, the best and the most tolerant, like a god on the altar, but he can also have emotions, can blush, can put someone in his heart, and try secular love.

Kazami Yuya turned his gaze to the Koyoshi Shrine, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed——

I hope that Mr. Jiang Gu can live a safe, smooth and happy life.

A farce finally came to a complete conclusion. Conan left Mount Asong with the public security personnel, and the situation on the mountain was handed over to the public security. They must leave the scene quickly to prevent any organized people from Come and kill them by surprise.

Everyone was wet, Conan was surrounded by a blanket and had a towel on his head, enjoying the heating treatment in the police car.

He took out his mobile phone, turned off the silent mode, and began to check the mailbox.Several new messages were from Yuan Tai and the others urging him to come quickly and telling him that the event had ended, but the latest one was from Hui Yuanai.

Huiyuan rarely sent him messages, so he clicked on this message box out of curiosity.

[From: Hui Yuan Ai

Now that I think about it, she is a traitor to the organization and not a bad person. 】

Conan chuckled lightly.He glanced out the window, the rain turned out to be raining quickly and stopped quickly, and now half of the sunny sky has been exposed, the sun slowly peeked out from behind the clouds, and the sun shines on the earth, giving Conan a feeling that the dust has settled.

But it can be regarded as an end, right?

Amuro Toru and Jingu Riho have clear identities, and the arrest plan was half-successful, which is a good start for the battle against the organization.

He lowered his head and replied Hui Yuanai's message.

【I see. 】

When he looked up again, the sun just hit his face, warm but not glaring.He relaxed and leaned on the back of the car seat, and couldn't help sighing.

"The weather is so nice."

"Snapped!"

A mobile phone was sacrificed on the ground, torn apart, and its working life was forced to end prematurely.

"what happened?"

The man who spoke was a man sitting on an office chair. His hair with a few strands of silver was combed meticulously. The shirt and vest looked like they had just been ironed in the morning. They were paired with a well-made suit with the words "I'm the upper class" look.

In fact, he was just a butler.

The person who was asked didn't care about the broken mobile phone just now, and said in a respectful tone: "Mr. Fu Lu, Jiali and Bourbon have lost contact, and Mount Asong is surrounded by police cars."

The meaning in the words is self-evident, the assassination not only failed, but was also put on by the police.

Fu Luzhi frowned slightly, the man didn't dare to speak too much, the air was quiet for a few seconds, and was broken by the knock on the door.

But knocking on the door seemed to be just a formality, before Fu Luzhi said "come in", the door was already pushed open.

The boy's tall and straight figure, exquisite facial features and high-end dresses are the most eye-catching models on the cover of magazines.

He didn't respect Fu Luzhiyi at all like that person just now, with an unruly and indifferent expression.His eyes swept across the torn mobile phone on the ground, and then he looked away, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Fu Luzhi had already stood up at this moment, respecting the young man as the man respected him, half bent over, his eyes could barely see the young man's shiny leather shoes.

"Master Qiu, I didn't expect you to get dressed so quickly, I was negligent."

Liang Muqiu, known as "Master Qiu", waved his hands, "It's okay, just send me there quickly, or you will be late if you don't leave."

"Yes, Master Qiu."

Liang Muqiu got a satisfactory answer, and he didn't really want to stay here, but he stopped before going out, and said, "Don't be so anxious to get angry in the future, calm down will make a big deal."

It was still the man who dropped the phone who was called vaguely. He gritted his back teeth and said "yes" calmly.

It's just that the "yes" was locked in the room, Liang Muqiu left here after speaking, he didn't care what others replied to him.

He only cares about the result.

Thinking of the cell phone corpse on the ground just now, Liang Muqiu finally evoked a smile.