People live from five to nine in Conan

He didn't know where he found a wire. After folding it in threes and twisting it, the door in front of him was opened.

Walking into the room, Kaito Kuroba looked at Vodka lying on the ground, and shook his head helplessly:

"This guy is really big!"

"Hey...hey..."

Kuroba Kaito dragged Vodka to the bed with some difficulty, and took off all the clothes on Vodka, and then walked back to the place where Vodka fell at first, and picked up the wine glass that fell on the ground.

"If you want to leave no traces, it's best to replace the carpet as well... This guy Mu Yuan! He's really going to cause me trouble!"

By constantly using "can exchange two photos" to encourage himself, Kuroba Kaito stepped on high heels, first rolled up the carpet in the living room that was stained with the problem wine, hung it out of the window with a rope, and then Sprinkled the spirits on the vodka clothes and even the underwear, scattered them in every corner of the living room, then took out a pocket watch and walked into the bedroom.

He took out two handkerchiefs, poured different liquids on them, and handed the one on the left to Vodka's nose first.

"Hmm... my head, my head hurts..." Soon, Vodka woke up slowly.

"Mr. Uozuka—look at him!" Kaito Kuroba immediately shouted sweetly in the voice of a blonde girl.

Vodka, who was still in a daze, subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but only saw a golden pocket watch swinging in the air.

"One, two, three... Crack!"

With a snap of his fingers, Vodka's eyes were completely fixed in the air.

"I have accomplished the task assigned by the organization excellently tonight..."

The sound of vodka suddenly came out of Kuroba Kaito's mouth.

"...Using a poisonous pill containing potassium cyanide, the head of the Fujiwara family was eliminated without anyone noticing, and then under the guidance of Mumu Shisan, the crime of the case was successfully planted on the Fujiwara family On the next head of the family..."

"When I got back to the hotel, I had a whole night of sex with the blonde and my back was so sore until the third day."

After finishing speaking, Kaito Kuroba picked up another handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose with vodka, and snapped his fingers again just as he was about to finish rolling his eyes.

"Crack! Done!"

Kaito Kuroba let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately started sending text messages.

The first one was sent to Mu Yuan, telling him to return the photo immediately.

The second one was sent to the assistant, Konosuke Terai, and asked him to bring over another carpet that was exactly the same.

As the assistant of two generations of Phantom Thief Kidd, Terai Konosuke is old, but his efficiency is not slow at all.

In less than half an hour, he sent an identical carpet over with a remote control hang glider.

Kaito Kuroba carefully laid the new carpet, took out his phone and glanced at it again, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn it, you haven't replied to my message until now, that guy Muyuan must have fallen asleep, right?"

"You don't even ask about such an important matter?"

"I don't know if it's really big hearted, or really heartless!?"

Kaito Kuroba complained a few words, but finally gave up his plan to call directly.

After all, what if Mu Yuan got angry and didn't return the photo to him?

Nude photos are in the hands of others, he can only choose to be cautious and patient.

However, just as he packed his things and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Mu Yuan's last words.

"Wait, I remember that guy Muyuan seemed to say at the end..."

Kaito Kuroba frowned, turned around and walked back to the bedroom, took out the potion and pocket watch again...

"One, two, three, snap..."

The voice of vodka sounded again:

"In order to complete the tasks of the organization, I must study forensic science knowledge well in the future, and strive to become an excellent forensic practitioner... Crack!"

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Before leaving, in order to prevent the effect of the first hypnosis from weakening, Kaito Kuroba had to punch "DuangDuang" on Vodka's back twice.

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Early the next morning.

"Ah! Xiao Lan, how can your food be so delicious!?"

Suzuki Sonoko, who had to help Mu Yuan clean the temple all morning in order to use the hot spring, was revived with blood.

She looked at Little Wukong who was drinking pots of milk, and beckoned:

"Little Wukong, tell me, is Xiaolan's breakfast the best in the world?"

"Yuanzi..." Mao Lilan looked at her best friend helplessly.

"Aww!" Little Wukong glanced at Yuanzi disdainfully, meaning: That's the strength you have never seen my master.

"Ahaha, you think so too, don't you!"

"..." Little Wukong licked the bottom of the milk basin, too lazy to turn around.

At this time, Mu Yuan came in with a tape measure for measuring clothes.

Little Wukong sensed the breath of his master, immediately raised his ears, turned around and wanted to pounce on Mu Yuan, but after seeing the measuring tape in Mu Yuan's hand, he froze in place for an instant, and his ears drooped.

(I don't know why, the owner holding that scroll is so scary...)

"Yuanzi, Miss Xiaolan, can you do me a favor?" Mu Yuan said softly, "Please hold Wukong's front paws and hind legs respectively. I want to measure its length."

"Okay." Mao Lilan nodded gently.

Suzuki Sonoko was still sulking from last night, she just curled her lips and didn't reply, but she still got up and walked over.

"Spread out a little more." Mu Yuan watched the movements of the two of them and said.

"Spread out?" Suzuki Sonoko frowned, feeling that this word should not be used here.

"Well, separate the limbs so that not only the length, but also the width and area can be shown." Mu Yuan took a Polaroid and said calmly: "By the way, Miss Xiaolan, can I trouble you to grab a handful of fur and let me take pictures Would you like to know the density and quality details of the fur?"

"..." Mao Lilan was also silent.

Obviously, the measurement of this body...seems...not serious.

But the two of them had never raised tigers before, so it was hard to question Mu Yuan, an animal taming expert with a special breeding permit.

Maybe this is the way to measure the body length of a tiger?

...

Soon, Mu Yuan took a photo of Wukong, marked the test result on the back of the photo, and stuffed it into an envelope.

Mao Lilan and Yuanzi have also packed up their change of clothes and are ready to go to school.

"Bye bye! Wukong! Xiao Huang!" Mao Lilan turned her head, thought for a while and said, "Muyuan-jun, there is a national high school karate competition that I want to participate in this weekend, do you want to come?"

"Tch, do you even need to ask?" Yuanzi curled his lips, "A martial idiot like him, even if you don't invite him, he will definitely be there!"

"National High School Karate Competition..."

Mu Yuan repeated it subconsciously, and the invincible figure burning with golden holy flames appeared in his mind again...

Are there any other contestants like this?

No, it's impossible. A genius like Mao Lilan may only appear once in a thousand years, and it will be difficult to meet another one. He only needs to cultivate this one with all his strength.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuan immediately raised his head and said, "By the way, Miss Xiaolan, I helped you contact a karate master last night, and it happened to be possible to ask him to give you some advice on your practice before the match, are you going to meet him? "

"Master? Could it be a liar who came out of nowhere?" Yuanzi frowned.

Mu Yuan thought back on how he felt when he forced Tian Yuta to promise, and shook his head, "Probably not, but this master is already 70 years old, and I'm afraid he can no longer give pointers himself."

"Eh?" Mao Lilan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up and said, "Mu Yuan-jun, what you're talking about..."

"Gaojian Daren, that person is called."

Mao Lilan exclaimed: "It's really him!"

Chapter 90 Kyogoku Shin: There is such a thing! ?

Takashita, just talking about this name, I am afraid that most people, like Suzuki Sonoko, have never heard of it.

But if you tell his other identity—the eighth-generation descendant of "Tenjinryu Karate", he can definitely be called a household name in Japan.

The Tenjin style, but in the cruel shogunate era, was created by the martial arts legend who defeated masters from all walks of life in the country with his bare hands.

Among this legendary disciple, although there has never been a peerless powerhouse like him, every generation of the Tenshen School is definitely worthy of the title of "Budaoist".

To be taught by a martial artist is a very rare opportunity for anyone who practices karate.

Mao Lilan is no exception, and she also wants to meet this real karate master.

However, with a gentle and kind nature, she still has some concerns:

"Muyuan-jun, would it be impolite to invite Mr. Takami from Osaka like this? Or wait until we have a chance to go to Osaka in person..."

"Miss Xiaolan, don't worry," Mu Yuan said with a smile, "Mr. Gao Jiandaren's visit is not only voluntary, but also can help his martial arts school solve a big problem."

"Is that so... that would be great!"

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly.

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"I was forced!"

On the phone, Gao Jianda said sadly:

"Ah Zhen, those people... They threatened me with the martial arts gym, saying that if I don't agree to go to Tokyo to compete with the people they arranged, they will take away my martial arts gym and turn it into a high-end apartment!"

"What? There is such a thing!?" Kyogoku Shinichi pushed hard, and a dent appeared on the stainless steel support of the telephone booth, and he said seriously: "Master Gao Jian, you don't have to worry, leave the competition to me Bar!"

"I'm afraid it's not very..."

"Master Gao Jian, everything is for the martial arts school, for the children!"

"...Then I'm counting on you, Ah Zhen!"

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Outside the one-person apartment, Toru Amuro was preparing to go out to find a new part-time job.

As soon as he got into his newly repaired car, he received a call from an unknown person whose name was not displayed.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Toru Amuro hung up the phone, tapped his index finger on the steering wheel lightly,

"That woman is back."

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"Buzz!" With the roar of the rotary engine, the white FD rushed out and disappeared at the end of the street.

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At a deserted intersection, Toru Amuro stopped in front of the sidewalk for the third time, waiting for the signal light to change.

Just when he thought he would have to turn back a few more times, the old woman, leaning on crutches and standing in front of the sidewalk, hunched over, wondering if she was asleep, suddenly moved.

The old woman limped and walked slowly, and tapped lightly on the co-pilot's window, three short and one long.

Toru Amuro frowned, and reached out to unlock the door.

The grandmother's movements suddenly became smoother. She stepped into the co-pilot seat, and her hunched figure instantly stood upright. The hunchback disappeared, and the beautiful curves appeared.

"It's stabbed..." The old face was torn apart like a rag, revealing the beautiful face underneath.

"drive."

Interrupting Toru Amuro's gaze with a high-cold voice, Belmode pulled up his waterfall-like blond hair, took out a pair of sunglasses from behind and put them on.

"Heh..." Toru Amuro smiled slightly, stepped on the accelerator and asked at the same time: "It seems that Gin Jiu's car appeared near Erquan Temple last night. Could this incident have something to do with you..."

Before Amuro finished his sentence, the muzzle of the Browning M1906 was already on his temple.