People live from five to nine in Conan

Seeing this, Akai Hideichi directly picked up the sawdust bags that Toru Amuro had just opened, and threw them into the air, one in each hand.

There were several bursts of climbing sounds at the same time outside the tipping bucket, and it was the people from the organization who were about to attack.

Toru Amuro quickly threw the dummy in his hand out of the car, and at the same time got down on the ground covering his mouth and nose.

Akai Shuichi on the side also made exactly the same action.

In mid-air, the red hoodies were particularly conspicuous, and the members of the climbing organization, as well as Gin who was sitting cautiously in the car, all looked over.

"Shirley?" Gin frowned, and soon realized something was wrong.

How is it possible for a human to fly into the air in that posture?

What does Akai Shuichi really want...

"boom!"

The fine wood dust permeating the air met the fire, directly causing a detonation!

The members of the organization who had just climbed onto the truck were immediately engulfed by the sudden fire.

The mouth, respiratory tract, and even the lungs all felt unbearable pain at the same time, followed by a dizzying suffocation.

They didn't even utter a scream, they just lay back on their backs.

Fortunately, the deflagration came and went quickly, and most people woke up from the pain of falling to the ground.

They resisted the burning pain in their throats, and were about to extinguish the flames in their hair and clothes and boarded the truck again, when another piece of ignited "fire water" was thrown towards them in mid-air

——It was the two bags of slightly thicker wood residue that were ignited.

The members of the organization who had just felt the power of the flame fell into a panic in an instant.

Although the power of the sawdust burning is actually not great, they still opened the gap around the truck in the first place.

At this time, two slender figures jumped out of the carriage at the same time.

Toru Amuro and Hideichi Akai chose the left side of the adjacent building.

As soon as they landed, they met Liu Dao's panicked eyes.

"Bang! Pop! Boom!"

The three members of the organization who hadn't stood still had time to raise their guns, and they were brought down by the exquisite coordination of the two fists and feet.

"Damn!"

Vodka stood on the other side cursed, and boarded the edge of the carriage without hesitation.

He squatted halfway on the truck body, first quickly glanced inside the truck body, and after making sure that there was no sign of Shirley, he raised his gun and aimed at the two people who were fleeing towards the alley not far away.

But before he could shoot, the two of them shot in his direction at the same time, as if they had eyes in the back of their heads.

In desperation, he could only take advantage of the situation and jumped into the truck to avoid it.

After eating several times, Vodka was short of breath, and pretended to chase after the mysterious man in the delivery clothes and Akai Shuichi again.

But before he turned over the car body on the other side, the sound of gin sounded in the headset.

"Vodka, come back!"

"Brother?" Vodka was taken aback, and the two people in front of him split up and disappeared into the alley.

"A helicopter is coming, hurry up and get back!" Seeing that Vodka was still hesitating, Gin cursed directly.

Vodka was taken aback, looked up at the sky, quickly lowered his hat brim, and ran back in the direction of the Porsche 356A.

Several members of the organization who were still awake watched the Porsche fleeing away, quietly raised their guns, and aimed at the incapacitated companion.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

...

...

"Miss Miyano, we're here."

Konosuke Terai helped Miyano Akemi open the car door, and said respectfully.

Miyano Akemi stepped out of the car subconsciously, finally moved her gaze away from the note in her hand, and looked at the surrounding scenery.

Then she was taken aback:

"This... is Nisenji Temple? Shiho and her..."

"I'm very sorry, Ms. Miyano." Konosuke Terai bowed his head and said, "I'm just a housekeeper. The young master only told me to bring you here. I don't know anything else."

"But……"

Miyano Akemi still had a lot of questions to ask, but before she could ask, Terai Konosuke got back into the car.

At the same time, a gentle female voice came from not far away.

"Miss Mingmei? Host Mu Yuan asked me to pick you up." Curacao led Xiao Huang and Wu Kong over.

Xiao Huang sniffed Miyano Mingmei's body, and squatted obediently on the ground.

Wukong showed his claws fiercely, and grabbed the stockings on Miyano Akemi's leg.

"Wukong! Don't mess around! This is Ms. Yami, don't you recognize me?" Curacao lifted Wukong up and said with a smile, "Sorry, Ms. Mingmei, it might be your mask...it's amazing !"

Even though he had already learned about the situation from Mu Yuan, Curacao couldn't help sighing when he saw the wrinkles on Miyano Akemi's face.

What kind of magical makeup technology can transform a young woman in her 20s into a middle-aged woman in her 40s?

After staring at Miyano Akemi's new face for a while, she couldn't see any flaws, "You...are you really Miss Akemi?"

"Hmm..." Miyano Akemi nodded a little embarrassedly, and asked in confusion, "Shiho...no, Muyuan?"

Curacao put Wukong beside Xiao Huang, and said with a smile, "Master Mu Yuan said that he was hit by a strange man while walking on the road yesterday, and that's why he learned about you, Miss Mingmei."

"Is he like this too..." Miyano Akemi looked down at the note in her hand, worry filled her eyes again.

With only such a dangerous way to get in touch with them, Shiho is... is she really safe now?

"Miss Mingmei, you don't have to...huh?"

Curacao wanted to comfort Miyano Akemi, but before she finished speaking, a black imported car drove over.

Miyano Akemi's identity could not be revealed, so she had to stop.

"A pilgrim from afar? It's rare..." Curacao frowned, she had never seen this car.

Japanese people rarely go to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha. Even if they want to pray, most of them will choose to go to nearby shrines.

This kind of pilgrim coming from other places...is very suspicious.

...

"Crack..." The car door opened, and a lovely yawn came out, "Ah...is this Erquan Temple?"

Small leather shoes, white stockings, and a white floral dress on her slender legs, and above that...

"Gudong..." Curacao swallowed and exclaimed, "This child is really..."

"Thank you, Mr. Housekeeper." The pink-haired girl who was standing and talking with a backache took the suitcase handed by the driver, turned her head to look at Curacao, who was wearing a monk's uniform, and said happily: "YO~ pretty silver-haired sister, You are also a monk in the temple YO~"

Curacao: "?"

The girl didn't seem to see the doubts on the faces of Curacao and Miyano Akemi at all, she just pulled the suitcase and walked up to them, and said in her strange rap: "You must know the host here, right? YO~"

"Wang Wang!"

"Meow!"

Before Curacao could speak, Xiao Huang and Wukong beside her rushed up and stopped the girl's footsteps.

The girl was slightly taken aback, but soon her eyes lit up, and she leaned over and said, "Hello, you are Xiao Huang, you are...Wukong, right, the Shiba Inu and the little white tiger that Mu Yuan presided over, nice to meet you, My name is Fujiwara Chika, please give me more advice! YO~"

"Fujiwara? Qianhua..." Curacao's pupils shrank, and the girl's information quickly froze in his mind.

On the other side, Chika Fujiwara stretched out her hand to Xiaohuang and Wukong with an expectant expression.

"Wow?" Xiao Huang tilted his head in confusion.

"Oh!" Wukong turned his head full of disdain.

"Handshake?" Fujiwara Chika blinked her eyes, "It is said in ancient books that the rare beasts raised by Lord Erquan can understand it. YO~"

"Miss Fujiwara..." Curacao pulled Xiao Huang and Wukong behind him with a look of wariness, and said seriously, "As the new head of the Fujiwara family, why did you appear here?"

"Ah, this, it's actually because..."

...

"Is it because of Mr. Fujiwara Wanguo's will?"

Before Chika Fujiwara could explain, a taxi stopped not far away, and a middle-aged couple with ordinary appearance got out of the car.

The husband with glasses walked over directly, with a confused look on his face, and said, "I never thought that Mr. Wan Guo really believed the legends in the ancient books..."

Curacao and Miyano Akemi looked at each other, and they had the same doubts in their hearts - what day is it today, and why are there so many strange pilgrims visiting?

"You are..." Fujiwara Chika turned her head to look at the housekeeper beside her, but the housekeeper shook her head lightly, and she immediately smiled and said, "Grandpa doesn't seem to know someone like you."

When he noticed that Chika Fujiwara was talking to him, the strange rap in his speech disappeared, and the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly.

He casually took the suitcase handed by his wife, and said calmly: "The one who doesn't know me should be the newly appointed butler next to Miss Qianhua, right?"

"Eh? How do you know... um." Chika Fujiwara quickly covered her mouth, and looked angrily at the middle-aged man who set him up.

The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and smiled nonchalantly, but when his gaze focused on Akemi Miyano, he was suddenly taken aback.

The calmness of everything under control disappeared.

"Ma'am, you are..."

"I'm very sorry." Seeing the strange man talking to Miyano Akemi, Curacao quickly stood between them and said, "Master Mu Yuan is not in the temple right now, if you need to find him, you can come back tomorrow. "

The middle-aged man turned his head and suddenly stared at Curacao's right eye.

Curacao was taken aback, she was wearing contact lenses, what is this man looking at?

"It's okay." The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, took his wife's hand, and said firmly: "With this lady here, the host Mu Yuan will be back soon."

Curacao frowned, feeling an inexplicable danger from the middle-aged man, as if... all the secrets had been seen through by him.

...

"Honey, since the host Mu Yuan is not here, why don't we go and have a look... that kid Conan?"

When Curacao was hesitating whether to call Mu Yuan, the middle-aged woman suddenly urged her husband.

Chapter 159 Miyano Akemi's New Identity

Iroha sushi restaurant.

Mu Yuan stared at the shrimp egg sushi in front of him, and calmly said: "Mr. Wakita, the shrimp eggs are overflowing. Mr. Chef... are you in a hurry today?"

"Ahaha..." Wakita Kenze's eyes flashed brightly, his huge front teeth were exposed, and he laughed loudly, "How could that be? But, Brother Muyuan, it seems that you really like the ones in our shop." Craftsmanship."

"No." Mu Yuan shook his head.

Wakita Kennori's laughter was followed by a pause.

Mu Yuan continued: "My target is only you, Mr. Wakita."

Wakita Kane wiped his hands with a towel, his only remaining right eye was slightly squinted.

The target is him?

What exactly does that mean?

[Today, there seems to be a big move on Gin Jiu's side. Could it be that this kid's real purpose is to hold me back so that I don't have a chance to understand and direct Gin Jiu's actions? 】

【Did he want to do this by himself, or was someone instigating him behind the scenes...Who could it be? 】

[If their purpose is really to hold me back, saying so blatantly...is it a temptation or a cover-up? 】

……

These days, Mu Yuan came to Iroha Sushi Restaurant to chat with him almost every day, and today was no exception.Therefore, regarding Muyuan's arrival, Wakita Kenzo didn't have too many other speculations at first, but just maintained the cloudy chat atmosphere as usual.

But as the mobile phone in his pocket kept vibrating, Mu Yuan always brought up new topics when he wanted to go to the toilet to check the news to block his chance to speak...

"So, host Mu Yuan, what do you want from me?"