Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 219 Vodka: You have already found your way to death!
After getting away from Conan and Inspector Nakamori, Kuroba Kaito hid in the bathroom and looked at his disguised face as a fat uncle in the mirror on the sink.

There's no flaw.
That guy probably didn't realize my identity, right?
'Maybe it's just his instinct,' Mr. Door said soothingly.

"After all, if he really has a high-sequence 'Death' path Beyonder characteristic, the crushing personality may make him have a stronger spiritual intuition than ordinary people, but it may not be specific."

Kuroba Kaito didn't know whether this was true or not, but being constantly nervous was not the style of a Phantom Thief.

He came to the last compartment, locked the door, and then took off the thick disguise mask on his face.

It's raining today and the air is quite stuffy, so he feels quite uncomfortable wearing the mask.

"call--"

After a long breath, Kuroba Kaito returned to his original handsome boyish face.

He opened up the silicone belly, revealing a bunch of "dragon horses and guns", which were of course all fakes.

He took out a handbag and put the fakes into it. His bloated belly disappeared, and with a simple transformation, Kuroba Kaito became a young maintenance worker in black clothes and carrying a handbag.

At this moment, the door of the next compartment was suddenly opened and then closed.

A boy's voice that was familiar to him was heard, and it seemed that he was talking to someone on the phone.

".Compared to the messy information on the Internet, the information you have should be more accurate."

".I will definitely treat you well next time you come to Tokyo."

Then he started mumbling while browsing the information.

"Phantom Thief Lady"

Hearing his mother's name, Kuroba Kaito raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped on the toilet lid and poked his head out from above the cubicle, and saw Conan sitting on the toilet reading emails.

Although there was a distance between them, with Kuroba Kaito's keen eyesight, he could still see that the picture on his mobile phone was information about Ryoma's cultural relics.

Conan just happened to see the part about "Ryoma equipping a gun".

He murmured, "The length is 17 centimeters. If it's 17 centimeters, then it's probably..."

“About this long?”

Kuroba Kaito lowered his voice, held a fake pistol, pointed it at Conan from above the cubicle, and spoke with a chuckle.

"The pistol mentioned in the letter Ryoma wrote to his sister Otome on June 3, the third year of the Keio era."

“That’s the one.”

Conan looked up suddenly and saw a dark gun barrel.

"It is about 6 inches long and can hold 5 bullets. Although it is shorter than an ordinary dagger, it can kill a person at a distance of 50 meters if it is aimed at a person."

"Kid?!" Conan was shocked, "How did you bring the gun in?"

With a metal detector and a spiritual detector, can he still sneak in without anyone noticing?
"If you pull out the lead bar in the gun handle, you can move freely. It's also much lighter and saves a lot of trouble."

"But." Kuroba Kaito smiled, "There are still quite a lot of them. It took me a lot of effort to move them."

Conan unlocked the door, but couldn't push it open. His heart sank and he quickly thought of something called a "door blocker".

He squatted down and adjusted the knob next to his shoe.

Kuroba Kaito keenly sensed the subtle sound of electric current and quickly ran away.

Before leaving, he left this message: "I'd like to make it clear that I'm only here to return the stolen items. Please don't get in the way, detective."

Bang! ! !
The door panel was kicked away by a huge force and hit the wall heavily with a loud noise. The door blocker had already been shattered into pieces under this force.

Conan turned back the knob that was emitting a visible electric current and chased out of the bathroom.

But there was no trace of Kidd anymore.

A force suddenly grabbed his arm from the side, making it impossible to escape.

"Eh?"

Conan was quickly pulled out of the increasingly crowded crowd.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Only then did he see clearly the person who was holding him.

Suzuki Sonoko held her lipstick, looked left and right, and was quite surprised.

"You can really predict the location of this little ghost?"

Xiaolan just threw the lipstick casually, walked a few steps in the direction where it fell, and found Conan.

Mao Lilan smiled shyly at her, and then said to Conan seriously: "There are too many people here, don't run around, it's easy to get hurt, it would be bad if there was a stampede."

"I understand." Conan responded in a childish tone and then fell silent.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the crowded crowd in the exhibition hall and felt a little distressed.

"Now that it's getting closer to the time of Kidd's announcement, more and more people will definitely come."

"Sonoko, it seems like there's something on your sleeve?" Mouri Ran reminded her, pointing at her sleeve.

Suzuki Sonoko raised her hand and looked down, "It really is."

Conan leaned over to take a closer look and saw that it was just a blurry mark of ink.

He touched it and found that Suzuki Sonoko's sleeves were a little wet because she was careless in closing her umbrella when she was outside.

Wet, ink.
Conan suddenly understood something. He pushed his glasses and was no longer so anxious.

He understood the meaning of Kidd's last words.

Kuroba Kaito, who was hiding in the crowd not far away, saw this scene and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He is indeed a famous detective, but it would be boring if he could detect something so quickly.

He clicked his hat and disappeared into the crowd.

"There are so many people here, big brother." Vodka was shocked by the number of people in front of him, "Kaito Kidd's popularity is really scary."

He had never seen so many people when he was screwing in the Church of the Knower.

"Brother, are those two the targets of this mission?" Vodka suddenly saw two figures in the corner, one was tall and thin with a long face, his right thumb was wrapped in a bloody bandage, and the other was short and fat with a noticeable bald spot. The two were talking and laughing.

"Kid has already sent out a warning letter to steal the treasure, but these two guys are still looking so happy."

"Because they are hoping that Kidd will succeed." Gin sneered, "Then it will be convenient for them to sell fake goods on the black market."

"So that's how it is." Vodka looked at the two of them with an unfriendly look, and even the sunglasses could not block the hostility, so much so that the host Zun Jian couldn't help but shudder.

Damn it, we worked so hard running around just to earn some gold from completing quests, but you unscrupulous counterfeit dealers can easily make money by taking advantage of the thieves!

There is a way to die!

It seemed that Gin and Vodka were not the only ones who noticed the two men's abnormal smiles. Vodka soon saw a little boy wearing glasses approaching.

He said innocently to the two people who were chatting and laughing: "The uncles look very happy."

"Why, how could that be?" The fat Mediterranean man pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, suppressing the smile that had just appeared.

The tall, thin man at the side touched his injured thumb and said, "Kid didn't come here to steal the treasure anyway. He came here to return the treasure, didn't he?"

"Is that really the case?" The little boy pushed up his glasses and smiled innocently. The short and fat man waved his hand dismissively, "What else can he do? If he really steals something, he will be caught immediately with this level of police force and there will be no hope for him."

"It might not be Kidd who will be caught this time." The little boy's meaningful words made both of them change their expressions.

He pointed to the injured thumb on the tall, thin face and said, "Please take good care of that finger."

After saying that, he walked away with his hands in his pockets.

Gin looked at the child walking away, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly he laughed slightly.

"So many policemen are not as smart as a kid," he said sarcastically.

"Invite them to a place with fewer people and finish this task quickly. There is more work to do later." Gin turned and walked out of the main exhibition hall, leaving these words to Vodka.

Vodka hurried to follow.

In the crowd, Kuroba Kaito looked at the backs of the two men, feeling a little depressed.

How come Mr. Kurosawa is here?

Recalling Mr. Kurosawa's eccentric and unscrupulous style in the metaverse, Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but start to worry about this operation.

This is an unexpected factor that was beyond our plan.

He suddenly recalled two pieces of extraordinary common sense that the fortune teller had taught them.

The law of aggregation of extraordinary properties.
As extraordinary people who follow the same extraordinary path, do they unconsciously produce a clustering effect?
He didn't want to have anything to do with someone like Mr. Kurosawa in real life.

The issue of jumping paths needs to be put on the agenda.

Kuroba Kaito, with a worried look on his face, took cover in the crowd and came to a middle-aged woman who was dressed up in fancy clothes.

"Grandpa Terai, I'll leave it to you after the performance starts." He lowered his voice and quietly handed the bag in his hand to the aunt.

The old lady took the bag, covered her face with the brochure of the Longma Exhibition, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "It's a pity that we can't enjoy the wonderful performance."

The most regrettable thing is that he has to sacrifice his integrity at such an old age.
On the other side, after testing the two organizers, Conan found Inspector Nakamori who was using the walkie-talkie to confirm the security situation in various locations.

"It seems that Kidd does have other purposes after all." He suggested in the innocent tone of a child.

Inspector Nakamori looked distressed. With Conan on his left and Kaito on the other, the two of them sandwiched him in the middle. Their thinking had made him confused. Now his head was a little dizzy and he couldn't think of anything.

"What's going on?"

Kaito Kidd said abnormally that he came to return the treasure, but now he said there were other secrets. Just tell me your guesses directly!
Conan laughed and said, "We should know soon, right?"

Then he turned and walked out of the exhibition hall.

"Hey, where are you going?" Inspector Nakamori subconsciously tried to stop him, "In five minutes it will be time for the notice!"

"I'm just an ordinary elementary school student." Conan said as a matter of course, "Let the police deal with Kidd."

Inspector Nakamori was stunned.

Yes, he is just a seven-year-old elementary school student.

He mused.

When did I completely forget that Conan was an elementary school student and started treating him as a reliable advisor?

Hiss. It seems that I am quite abstract.

Conan smiled, put his hands behind his head, and walked out, "Besides, I don't want to get soaked."

"Soaked?"

Inspector Nakamori looked up. The Suzuki Museum is a completely enclosed indoor museum, so how could it be wet?

Confused for a moment, he had no choice but to follow the original plan, finally confirmed that the security forces were normal, and then waited anxiously for the expected time to arrive.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a handbag and brightly dressed came up from behind, hugged his waist and twisted it affectionately.

?

Inspector Nakamori struggled in panic and finally got rid of her hand: "Auntie, stop it! Don't touch me!!"

"Oh my." The aunt smiled and covered her mouth in embarrassment, "You look so much like my late husband. Sorry, sorry."

Then he left in embarrassment.

Inspector Nakamori got goosebumps all over his body and didn't know what to say for a moment as he watched her disappear into the crowd.

"Really? What the hell?"

He pulled up his sleeves and was about to check the time.

At this moment, a white top hat with blue satin hanging on it flew up from the crowd, hovering over them, and flew from the corner of the exhibition hall in a way that violated the laws of physics.

Everyone's eyes followed it to the display case where Longma's gun belt was displayed.

The top hat fell smoothly, stopped steadily in mid-air, and was lightly held by a hand.

The white figure appeared suddenly like a ghost in a way that no one expected. He half-held his belly and bowed slightly. The hand holding the top hat turned slightly at the side of his body twice, making a standard gentleman's salute.

"Ah! It's Mr. Kidd!!"

"Mr. Kidd is so handsome!!"

The crowd instantly became excited, and the scream of a certain young lady was particularly loud.

Kuroba Kaito enjoyed the stage that attracted everyone's attention. He put on his top hat, then slowly took out a monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."

The corners of his lips curled slightly, causing the crowd to cheer again.

"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to watch my performance. Now, let me present to you today's magic tricks, bringing you a 'rain' that can wash away everything."

"Rain?" Inspector Nakamori looked at Kid standing on the exhibition stand, recalled Conan's words not long ago, and suddenly understood something, "You don't want to..."

Kuroba Kaito snapped his fingers, and several red-yellow fireballs as big as human heads floated out of thin air and burned in the air, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.

Above the fireball, the smoke temperature detector on the indoor ceiling was automatically triggered and began to spray water mist into the exhibition hall.

"Damn it, they actually used flames to activate the automatic sprinkler system for firefighting!"

Kuroba Kaito bowed again, "I'll finish my performance, and I'll take my leave now."

He was standing right under the sprinkler, so he got wet the most. He had to change his clothes, or he would catch a cold.
"Wait!" Inspector Nakamori called out to him.

Kuroba Kaito looked at the police inspector who had taken care of him for a long time, gave him a little face, and decided to stay for a few more seconds.

"Aren't you going to return the treasure?"

"About that." Kuroba Kaito chuckled.

He blinked mysteriously and rubbed his fingers on the slightly wet brim of his top hat for a while.

"This rain will make everything clear."

(End of this chapter)