In Conan, the shrine is inherited

"No." Ye Qiuxin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "The bank matter has been dealt with. I wanted to go somewhere else later, but I met a bank robber on the way. I was afraid of danger, so I hurried back."

"It was really thrilling." Yamabe Koichi gave his analysis, "That guy's driving skills are very good, he must be a professional racing driver, and he must have planned it for a long time. I don't know if Inspector Megure and his team have found any traces of the bank robbers in that car."

At this point, he sighed and said that if he was the only one in the car at that time, he would definitely chase after him.

"At least you're back safely." Onodera Eri put down the gardening shears and took off Yamabe Koichi's coat. "I don't know what's going on recently. I keep hearing about cases. There have been several murders this month alone."

Yamabe Koichi said angrily: "Yes, criminals are really rampant recently!"

Ye Qiu looked at the interaction between the couple with envy. When he heard what Yamabe Koichi said, he laughed in his heart and complained: Brother, what's the use of criminals? If you can convince the Metropolitan Police Department to arrest Conan, the crime rate in Beika City will definitely be reduced by 90%.

As for the bank robbers they encountered today, he bet that Conan was in the bank that was robbed.

But then again, bank robbery...

Ye Qiuxin frowned slightly. Why did it sound so familiar? He raised his head and asked, "Mr. Yamabe, Ms. Onodera, have there been any other bank robberies recently?"

The couple looked at each other and said at the same time: "No."

"Really?" Ye Qiuxin muttered. Why do I feel like I've seen him somewhere before?

"Oh, by the way, Master Akishino." Yamabe Koichi recalled the thrilling scene of the skateboard flying over the railroad tracks, "What happened to that kid? Why did he chase the criminal alone? Didn't his family try to stop him?"

"Oh, Conan." Ye Qiuxin came back to his senses. "This kid is very curious and likes to make inferences all day long. He can't be controlled when he encounters a case. He just gives up. No wonder his parents."

After thinking for a while, he added: "He's also a sister complex. He has a catchphrase called 'Edogawa Conan is a detective', that's it."

Hey, Ye Qiuxin suddenly realized that he seemed to have never heard Conan say this before.

Didn't he hear it?

***

Dusk.

There were few people in a dim bar. A TV series hanging on a pillar was silently playing the news. On the screen, a light grey car was abandoned on the river bank, surrounded by blue-clad policemen who were investigating and collecting evidence.

Gin sneered, "These policemen are really useless."

This bank robbery was planned by Akemi Miyano alone, but in the eyes of a senior member of the organization, Akemi Miyano's criminal methods were at best those of an elementary school student and were extremely clumsy.

However, the police still didn't notice anything unusual.

It's total waste!

Vodka took back two glasses of wine, placed one in front of Gin, and whispered, "Brother, the things in the car have been replaced by our people. As far as I know, the mask with lipstick on it is currently one of the directions of the police investigation. Make sure it is foolproof."

Gin took a sip and said disdainfully, "I'm just afraid that those losers won't be able to find out anything even if they investigate. Go and do something tonight. Kill the two people and remember to drop the lipstick next to them so that the police can directly target Hirota Masami."

"Yes!"

"Hmm..." Gin pondered for a while, "Did the mysterious man make any moves?"

"No." Vodka's eyes were filled with confusion. "Miyano Akemi stole the money smoothly. There was no obstruction during the operation. It was just that a detective accidentally ran into them carrying the cash, but the detective didn't find anything afterwards. He was as incompetent as the police."

Gin was silent.

This is strange, he should take the bait.

Ten billion yen has never been a goal they care about. In the eyes of the organization, Akemi Miyano is just a feather in the eye. Asking her to rob money is purely a waste of resources. They have only one goal...

The goal is to lure out the mysterious man who cheated them last time!

With just 100 million yen, the other party dared to play tricks on the members of the organization, as if they had never seen money in their lives.

That ten billion yen would be worth a lot of money.

But why didn't you come?

"Vodka, have you confirmed that the news has spread?"

"I'm sure." Vodka nodded stupidly, "They must know everything."

"Interesting..." Gin took another sip of wine and pondered in his heart. In order to lure people into the trap, he even made some arrangements in advance. In order to avoid the situation where the mysterious man did not know about the 10 billion yen, he deliberately spread the news to several people.

For example, Bourbon is in the rum camp...

Bourbon was well-informed and had countless intelligence channels.

Moreover, perhaps it was intuition, he had a natural dislike for Bourbon, a dislike that he regarded as a thorn in his side. If it were not for the ironclad order prohibiting open infighting among organization members, he really wanted to pull out a gun and kill Bourbon.

Leaking the information to Bourbon was also to test whether there was any problem with Bourbon.

If there was, then he could just as well kill Bourbon with good reason.

There is also Pixar, a veteran of the organization and one of the top leaders of the previous generation of the organization.

Although Pisker has withdrawn from the front line of the organization and turned to developing the white-collar forces in the Tokyo area, his influence in the organization remains. Another powerful killer in the organization, Ireland, is his adopted son.

With Pisk's help, Ireland's position in the organization rose rapidly.

In other words, if there was anyone among the top leaders of the organization in Japan who knew about the amusement park transaction in advance and secretly revealed it to others, it was only Pisk.

Since Gin is in charge of the trading hours at the amusement park, his failure may bring more attention to Ireland.

Therefore, Gin also secretly put Pisco on his blacklist.

Gin scowled and exhaled slowly, "Maybe we were too anxious this time and aroused the mysterious man's vigilance. Also, the bait this time was too obvious and the information was spread very widely. If I were the mysterious man, I would never take the bait."

Vodka also understood, "Brother, then we..."

"The operation continues, we have to do what needs to be done." Gin said, "Even if the mysterious man didn't take the bait, Miyano Akemi... Heh, she deserves to die for her stupid act of bringing that damn FBI, Rye Whiskey, into the organization!"

"yes, Sir!"

Chapter 64 It’s really her

The next day, Ye Qiuxin returned to Teidan High School. He walked straight to his seat, sat down lazily, and yawned.

The teacher hasn't come to class yet, and the classroom is bustling and noisy.

The sequelae of staying up all night were still there. After returning to the shrine, he fell asleep and slept until dawn. When he opened his eyes and saw the dim sky, Ye Qiu was stunned, surprised that he had slept for so long...

But still no energy!

Haha, I still can’t stay up late.

After waking up, he forced himself to eat a mouthful of food, sat up and refined the soul he had absorbed yesterday, then rushed to school.

Nowadays, although his mental state is not good, his practice progress is better than ever before. His body is full of magic power, and he has vaguely touched the bottleneck of a junior Yin-Yang Master.

Ye Qiuxin could feel that he was only three souls away from promotion.

Only three left!

Moreover, he did not make a wrong judgment like he did when he estimated the progress of refining the heavenly punishment. The origin of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Master was imprinted deep in his soul, and he could perceive any slight change.

This time, promotion is really coming!

When Ye Qiuxin thought about the methods that a junior Yin-Yang Master could use, he couldn't help but feel excited.

An entry-level Yin-Yang Master is roughly equivalent to a castrated version of himself. The Yin-Yang Eyes, Soul Collection, and Judgment are all abilities that can only be used for spiritual practice.

Yu Ling is useless.

Good fortune and misfortune can protect you, but there is too much randomness.

The meaning of the entry stage is just one thing: just focus on your practice and don’t worry about anything else.

And once one is promoted to the junior level of Yin-Yang Heavenly Master, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Master inheritance is truly complete, with enhanced self-preservation capabilities, increased comprehensiveness, and many functionalities.

The key to all this lies in an ability that only a junior Yin-Yang Master can use - talismans.

When he encounters a crisis again, he will just throw a lightning talisman at him, and with a flash of lightning, he will hit the opponent half to death, and see if he dares to be arrogant again...

There are also a series of functional talismans such as sealing, purification, house protection, tracking, etc.

Humph, then he will be able to better deceive... no, help others!

"It's time to prepare cinnabar and yellow talisman paper. The shrine may have them. I'll look for them in the warehouse when I get back." Ye Qiu thought, "If they don't have them, I'll buy a few sets. They're not expensive anyway."

As long as it's not expensive, we're fine!

"Student Ye." Someone called him.

Ye Qiuxin opened his eyes and looked up, "It's Maori classmate, what's the matter?"

Mao Lilan stood beside his seat, choosing her tone: "Student Ye, your shrine has not been cleaned yet. We don't know the exact date yet. Some students think it's too slow and want to go somewhere else to play."

"Ah!" Ye Qiuxin slapped his head and said embarrassedly, "It's my fault. I've been too busy recently and forgot about it. Sorry, Maori, the shrine has been cleaned up and is in the final stages of closing. It will open in two or three days. I will definitely call you the day before the opening. I promise I won't forget this time."

He really forgot about it. Thinking about it carefully, he found that he even forgot to ask about the progress of the shrine maiden costume.

It seems to be finished.

Mao Lilan was a little dissatisfied when she heard this, but she still said, "Okay, remember to contact me in advance so that we can rush over."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiuxin couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Maori-san, who did you choose to be the miko? Are they all from our class?"

Mao Lilan made a long "hmm" sound and shook her head. "No, only Sonoko and I from our class will go. The others are senior Tsukamoto from the karate club and her two classmates."

"Oh." Ye Qiuxin nodded, and didn't ask the three seniors why they came to be witches. "Okay, I know what's going on. Thank you, Maori-san."

"It's okay." The bell for class rang at this time, and Mao Lilan left a word and returned to her seat.

Ye Qiuxin couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw this. This was indeed his fault, and there was no way to shirk responsibility. It was too embarrassing.

Huh? That's not right. He can't shirk responsibility, but he can change the subject.

Ye Qiuxin suddenly thought, if he told Xiaolan about Conan's reckless behavior yesterday...

Uh... forget it.

He has been in a pretty good mood recently, so there is no need for him to ease his emotions by tricking Conan.

Just stay in class and study hard.

***

Noon, lunch time.

Some students stayed in the room to eat lunch, and gathered in groups of three or four to chat about gossip and talk about everything under the sun. Their conversation was very passionate.

Ye Qiuxin also sat down, opened his lunch box, looked at the exquisite food, and his appetite was aroused. He picked up a piece of fried chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, exclaiming: "It's so damn delicious."

Every time it was mealtime, he was extremely glad that he had decided to let Koichi Yamabe and Eri Onodera come to the shrine.