Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 57: Finally catching up

"Come to think of it, am I such a negative image of someone who defies the law in your eyes, Mr. Miyano?" An He pretended to be aggrieved and looked at her eagerly.

"Ever since I saw you dressed as Kaito Kid last time, you can no longer be called 'law-abiding'." Miyano Shiho said that her impression of him was completely objective and fair.

"Ok."

"I don't want to delve into it too much. Since you said it has nothing to do with you, that's the best." She looked at An He with deep and meaningful eyes.

"It was confirmed not long ago that the person who died there was a codenamed member of Gin's team, named 'Tequila'. Although this cannot be called an 'act of justice', it can be regarded as letting the evildoers get what they deserve. If innocent people were implicated by it, I would still feel sad, but in this case, I really can't have any extra empathy."

It seemed as if this call was deliberately addressed to An He.

"No matter what, I still have to remind you." Miyano Shiho put Ai down, stood up and stretched.

"Stay away from mysterious people in black. They often represent danger and misfortune. You never know when they will drag you into it and crush you to pieces."

"After my authority was increased, I immediately requested your file and sealed it. However, this can only protect you temporarily, not forever."

She looked at An He seriously and said word by word: "Don't try to peer into the abyss, don't go deep into the darkness."

"At least for the sake of our illusory teacher-student relationship, I'll give you this advice."

After listening to her words quietly, An He looked serious.

"Mr. Miyano."

Miyano Shiho looked at him calmly.

"It turns out that being more venomous suits you better. I'm not used to being too gentle."

".The fact that you weren't killed was the biggest mistake of the bomb."

It was not early, so Miyano Shiho did not stay at Anhe's house for too long and soon went back to the house opposite.

After escaping from the clutches of the big devil, Xiao Ai finally paid attention to An He. She raised her tail and circled around his feet twice, as if welcoming him home.

"Have you eaten today's cat snacks?" An He squatted down and asked, holding its furry face.

Then I smelled the fishy smell of cat strips.

".It looks like Mr. Miyano fed it." There was even some residue on the cat's whiskers.

An He took a wet towel and wiped its face, and also wiped Xiao Ai's paws to prevent it from leaving footprints on his bed.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Amon jumped up in the cage, making his presence known.

"Why didn't you shout when Mr. Miyano was here? Now that he's gone, you're shouting loudly."

An He changed its feed unhappily and added some water to the cage.

"Little darling, why are you so cute!"

"What?" An He was stunned and looked at the silly bird that suddenly had a seizure.

"Ga--" Amon suddenly began to imitate the call of a crow, and then fell silent.

A vague guess came into An He's mind.

Could it be that Mr. Miyano was teasing Ai secretly and this bird learned the same from him?

Is this woman so different when no one is around? After taking care of the two pets, An He turned on the computer and began to fight in the world of Pet Dreams, striving to complete the road to championship as soon as possible.

As a result, he failed in a fairy-type gym.

The "leader" in his team, the one who had tortured him all night before and was killed instantly by the thief, was a dragon-type.
"Help! Slow Dragon!!!" An He looked at the Pokémon on the screen who was unable to fight, and wished he could get in and become its trainer to cheer for it and awaken the power of its microcosm.

However, games are games, animations are animations, Dragonite is not Ash's Dragonite, and Anhe is not a real trainer.

The ultimate response is red temperature shutdown.

He is going to take a shower.

Regardless of whether they rotate consciousness or not, at the end of each day, Anhe and the others would choose to sink into the island of their minds to calm themselves down. Even if they did not convene a full security council, they could still chat with the other two about random things.

For An He, perhaps the biggest advantage of splitting into three people is that at least he will not feel bored no matter what the situation is, as there will always be two people with whom he can communicate.

Although sometimes they both feel that the other is annoying.

"There's something wrong with the moveset of your slow dragon. Who would use a good slow dragon with reverse scale to fight fairies?" The thief An He was the first to question his understanding of the game.

"Who is it! Who is slandering us Ni Lin!" Fortune Teller An He was furious. "It is because of you guys who target Ni Lin that this game has lost so much fun!"

"The problem is that Ni Lin can do 0 damage to the goblin!"

"If the dragon type doesn't use the reverse scale to win, then such a championship has no value at all!" The fortune teller An He held the bottom line and used "Hold".

"Alright, stop arguing. When I'm promoted to the next sequence and my control over the Mind Island increases, I'll materialize Botmon for you and you can just fight it in actual combat." An He, a spectator, was so annoyed by their noise that he offered a solution.

"This is great! It will expose the low-level understanding!"

"People who look down on the reverse scale can only live a failed life!"

"But here comes the question." The thief An He squinted his eyes, "How long will it take you to advance to the next sequence? Don't be as slow as the fortune teller."

“Oh, you’re still slandering me!” Fortuneteller An He sneered, “I’m already Sequence 7!”

"Oh, when did you get promoted?" The thief An He exaggeratedly acted surprised, as if he had heard some Arabian Nights fairy tale.

"Didn't I complete part of the ritual accidentally before? This time, I played the clown at the press conference, and it seems that I have completed the other half. The potion has been completely digested."

"Since you mentioned the press conference, I want to ask you why you went to steal Tequila's phone for no reason?" The thief An He wondered, "During the press conference, he was waving the bomb around. I was scared just watching him."

"What are you afraid of? I have arranged everything in advance. If there is any danger, I can just jump into flames and run away."

The fortune teller An He looked at him with disdain: "Besides, this is a precious opportunity. Can you think of other ways to get Gin Vodka's contact information so naturally? I am thinking about our future promotion."

"That makes sense. I won't argue with you this time." The thief Anhe agreed obediently.

"Please introduce yourself, magician?" As always, the audience is the one who cares most about the sequence.

"Hehe, let me tell you, the magician is really powerful!" The fortune teller An He had a sly smile on his face, and his shifty look made people want to kick him in the face.

"Without further ado."

The thief An He kicked him from behind speechlessly.

Normally, the fortune teller An He would definitely fight back, but this time he just smiled tolerantly and didn't bother with him at all.

This made the thief An He feel a little uncomfortable, and he felt an inexplicable tingling sensation on his scalp.

(End of this chapter)