The gods descend into reality

Then a few days ago I got beaten by Scáthach.

After finally getting Scáthach, that battle maniac, to Baili Dongjun, she's been getting beaten up by her senior brother these past few days.

This is truly tragic!

In addition, there is a Grim Reaper elementary school student wandering around.

If it weren't for Xiao Se's words that day, I wouldn't have thought of it to this extent.

After all, how could anyone think of something so illogical!

But upon closer reflection...

The ability to travel to the mystical realm is mysterious and profound; what if there really is such an ability?

I'm really panicking!

Not only were they panicking, but the restaurants in Snowmoon City were also in a panic.

With his intentional or unintentional revelation, the restaurant owners weren't fools.

At first, nothing happened, but then I saw a kid with glasses coming, and I wanted to close the door immediately to avoid trouble.

Moon Tower.

Despite its grand name, it's actually just a small restaurant, and its business isn't even as good as the Yuelai Inn next door.

But I don't know what's been going on these days.

Gambling dens, restaurants, inns, and other businesses throughout Snowmoon City close down every now and then.

There are only one or two decent shops, but sometimes the whole street closes down. Today, my street is closed, with only a handful of shops open. I was thinking of taking this opportunity to make a fortune.

As a result, someone died.

The boss wanted to cry.

"Shopkeeper, the deceased's lips are purple, and he's clutching his abdomen with both hands; he clearly died of poisoning. You guys here—"

"Brother, brother, you can't talk nonsense. My Wangyue Tower is a legitimate business. How could I possibly do business that poisons others? Besides, everyone at this table has eaten this food."

If something had happened, it would have happened to everyone by now. How could only one person have been injured?

The shopkeeper quickly offered an explanation.

We can't take the blame for this, otherwise who would dare to eat at our restaurant in the future?!

"That's certainly true—"

"Wait, kid, who are you? The Snow Moon City Enforcement Hall isn't here, so don't cause me any trouble."

The shopkeeper felt that a tiny brat was talking big in front of him. This kind of thing should be left to the Snow Moon City Enforcement Hall!

"Ahem, my name is Conan Edogawa, I'm a detective. As for the Enforcement Hall, they're still collecting evidence next door~"

Conan coughed twice, looking somewhat embarrassed, then turned to the boss with a serious expression and said...

"Evidence collection?"

"Don't worry about the details. I know Captain Li from the Enforcement Hall very well. It'll be the same if I take a look," Conan quickly changed the subject.

"Did the deceased eat anything different from what you eat?"

Conan looked at the deceased and asked the martial arts practitioners at the table where the deceased was sitting.

"No, we eat the same things."

"The deceased's companion, a martial arts practitioner who wields a knife, said earnestly."

And this is Snowmoon City!

Who dares to cause trouble in Snowmoon City?

The three city lords, the Wine Immortal, the Sword Immortal, and the Spear Immortal, dominate the world, and no other force in the land can compare with Snow Moon City.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble in Snowmoon City is practically asking for death!

Conan remained silent and circled around the deceased.

"Judging from the deceased's expression, the deceased likely died from a potent poison, meaning the poisoning must have been recent. Judging from the deceased's seat, which was near the aisle, who was the waiter who just poured your tea?"

Conan spoke.

Immediately, a waiter was brought out. Conan stared intently at him, then picked up the teapot and looked at the slightly discolored spout.

"Can you put your hand out?"

Conan looked intently at the waiter and said.

The waiter's expression turned deathly pale.

At this moment, even without saying anything, everyone knew that the waiter was definitely up to something.

Seeing the waiter being questioned by everyone, Conan couldn't help but shake his head.

Boring.

This is so boring.

The methods of committing crimes in this world are too monotonous.

It's nothing more than poisoning, assassination, disguise, and the like—not enough to satisfy our desires!

However, the security situation in Snowmoon City isn't very good!

Conan was somewhat disappointed.

"I thought the world's number one city would be pretty good, but the security is still so bad."

Just as he was about to leave, Conan paused slightly.

"I'm really sorry that the security here isn't good."

Sikong Changfeng looked at Conan with a dark expression and said.

Although the other person's voice was very soft, given my cultivation level, it was no different from them speaking right next to my ear.

"Big brother and big sister, you've arrived! Look, even the Gun Immortal admits that the security in Snow Moon City is not good."

Conan looked at Xiao Se and Nero with an innocent expression and said.

Gun Immortal: I f***ing—

"Ahem, Nero, I think we've had enough fun these past few days. Let's call Master and head home quickly."

Looking at Conan, I always feel a little scared.

Although he didn't sense anything wrong with the other person, Xiao Se knew that there was definitely something wrong with him. It couldn't all be a coincidence!

The reason I couldn't detect it is probably because my level of understanding is not high enough.

Just as metaphysics is to science.

Science cannot explain metaphysics, probably because science has not yet reached its limit. The end of science is theology, and this is not just a saying.

Similarly, it would be better if we could detect any problems with the other person.

It's precisely because it can't be detected that we're even more panicked!

"Mmm, let's call Scáthach to come along."

Nero quickly nodded in agreement.

"Wait, big brother and big sister, I'm also very curious about the world you live in. I wonder—"

"Nero, let's go then. I think we should leave Conan here for Xiao Chuhe to take care of for a while," Xiao Se said, seemingly not having heard him.

"Umm umm umm!"

Nero nodded.

"Big brother and big sister, I'll just stay at your house for one day."

"No, you can't do this!" Sikong Changfeng hurriedly grabbed Xiao Se, his face filled with sorrow.

Sikong Changfeng realized that these two simply wanted to dump this trouble on Xueyue City!

Look at this! Is this something a human being could do?!

"Brother, here's a suggestion: you could send him to Wushuang City."

Xiao Se nodded.

Sikong Changfeng was taken aback, his eyes flickering slightly.

This statement—

That makes sense!

I knew beforehand that this kid was special, and I was able to discover his difference by observing him closely. If this happened in someone else's home, people would probably die every day, and they would still have to thank this kid.

After all, this kid did find the murderer!

"Hey, hey, hey, you're doing this right in front of me—"

"That's decided!" *2

"Umm umm umm!"

Chapter 172 The Evolution of Godzilla and Ghidorah

Xiao Se's family.

Godzilla kept flipping through some martial arts manuals that Nameless had brought.

Although they do not understand human writing, writing is not a troublesome thing for the Titans.

The Titans don't seem to be very smart.

But in reality, they are all geniuses, and learning human language and writing is not too difficult for them.

They don't interact with humans simply because they're too lazy to do so in normal times.

This is like—

When you see ants at your feet, do you ever think about communicating with them?

They're not from Qingshan Mental Hospital, so what's the point of exchanging ideas?