Strange Rules: Ngan Lang Can Arbitrarily Distort The Rules

The unlit room was flickering with a faint light, the light from the surface of a gemstone called the Bright Star, which was a rare treasure at an astonishing price, and could be used as an electric lamp that did not consume energy.

I dreamed of gently holding the gem in front of my eyes, and after carefully looking at it for a while, I still didn't find any special circumstances, the gem was translucent and smooth, but there was a pattern similar to the vein inside, and there was a bit of beauty in the weirdness, and the palm of my hand touched it vaguely to feel a trace of temperature, I don't know if it was the temperature that I passed on to the past or it had itself.

Before I figured out the origin of this thing, I didn't plan to return it to its original owner for the time being, not because he wanted to take it for himself, but after all, this thing is not a mortal thing, and it is not safe to put it in the hands of ordinary people after all.

Since the black-clothed organization wants this thing so much, it means that there must be some kind of mystery hidden in it, but I couldn't find a clue after studying it for a long time, so I had no choice but to carefully put the gem back in its place and cover it with a blanket.

After a farce, the treasure went around and around and fell into his hands, but this thing is destined to be a hot potato, and I dream of cracking the secret as soon as possible, so that I can decide on a solution.

I have no choice, so I naturally have to seek foreign aid, but he is just ordinary people around him except for Akane Minagawa and Megumi Juma, who can help...

Belmode: If they could crack the secret, they wouldn't give it to themselves.

That woman's intentions are unclear and cunning, so it's better not to get involved.

As for Conan, that guy....

By the way, Dr. Asasa

naturally thought of the image of Dr. Asa when he thought of Conan, as a genius inventor, although he claimed to be a self-proclaimed, but the other party might be able to help him.

But if you go to Dr. Asa by yourself, you may have to explain the situation to Conan, and it will not be easy for the police to deal with it at that time, so do you have to confess your identity and say that this thing is not an ordinary object?

Forget it, let's discuss it with that guy first.

It's superfluous to think about your own worries, and with Conan's temperament, he will definitely take this matter seriously.

I slowly closed my eyes and tried to force myself to fall asleep, which proved to be slow but effective, and as the sleepiness slowly rose, he slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, when I opened my eyes in the dream, I thought it was bright and the birds chirped outside the house to remind people to get up on time.

Pushing open the door and walking towards the living room, I dreamed of walking in the direction of the bathroom while tidying up my messy hair, and when I got up early in the morning, my consciousness was a little chaotic and I didn't pay much attention to my feet, and I tripped over something and almost fell.

"Woo~ I'm dreaming, early. Hanabi squatted on the ground with sleepy eyes, wearing a cool thin nightdress, and a large area of scenery was exposed in front of my dreams.

"Why squatting here early in the morning. "I bent down to check the girl's condition, and the other party didn't look like he was injured, so he should have just squatted here and waited because he got up and went to the toilet.

The truth is just as he guessed, as the bathroom door opened, Kasumigaoka Shiyu yawned and walked out of it, after seeing the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the two of them with a strange expression: "You two are chatting at the door of the toilet?"

I shrugged my shoulders and was about to enter the toilet by mistake, remembering that the fireworks were still outside and retreated.

"You go first.

Hanabi was not polite, so he got up and went into the toilet and closed the door, looking like he had been holding back for a long time.

"Morning. "

You're early, too. "

I dreamed of meeting the eyes of Kasumigaoka Shiyu and said hello simply.

"Don't talk at the door, you two!" came

from inside, apparently embarrassed by the fact that the two of them were standing in the doorway.

I dreamed of waving my head towards the living room, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't stay where he was, and followed the other party to the living room.

in the living room.

Megumi still got up early, it seems that she has finished taking care of it, the suit and skirt she is wearing exudes a heroic spirit, and her straight legs are covered with thin black transparent stockings, and her whole temperament is charming and capable.

"Morning. "

You're early, too. Megumi didn't care about the eyes of the two of them, tilted her head and hung delicate earrings on her earlobes, as if she was about to go out.

"Where are you going?"

Megumi Kuruma explained aloud, looking at her expression, she didn't seem to be very interested in this kind of thing.

"About the Suzuki Foundation?"

"Not exactly. After putting on the earrings, Megumi turned her head sideways to check the small vanity mirror, and after confirming the orderliness, she said, "I was also at the scene of what happened last night, and as the leader of the TPC team, I need to attend the press conference."

"There's been so much going on in the past few days, and the media are waiting for us to be interviewed, and it's really a bit bothersome to be honest. "

In the face of public curiosity and anxiety, the TPC, the police and people from all walks of life will send representatives to participate in the press conference, in addition to expressing their commitment and concern to the people, but also to show their determination to fight against the evil forces.

In order to ease the public's sentiments, the official press conference should combine the credibility of the decision with the credibility of recent news reports to curb the spread of rumors, which is also a necessary public relations tool for the public.

"By the way, my dream, you can go with me.

"Huh?"

Megumi Kuruma turned to look at him, and asked in a questioning tone: "When did you go to save Mr. Suzuki, it's good to hide it, even I don't know." "

I dreamed of a surprise on my face, didn't I repeatedly tell the Suzuki family not to expose the information, why did it leak out in a blink of an eye?"

That night, I went out to exercise, and I happened to bump into the group that kidnapped Mr. Suzuki, you also know that I have excellent physical fitness, so I saved Mr. Suzuki desperately at that time. Seeing that Megumi Kuruma kept looking at him, he could only make up stories randomly.

"Well, let's use this rhetoric to deal with reporters. Megumi nodded after hearing this, not questioning at all.

"No kidding, Sister Hui. "I dream of a black line, and if I come up with this set of rhetoric, wouldn't the public be foolish.

"It's up to you to make it up. Megumi was casually fiddling with her makeup bag and sorting out the contents inside.

"What am I going to do. "I had no choice but to ask myself, a good sister with rich interview experience.

"If someone asks you, don't say anything, leave the wording to the Suzuki Foundation to prepare, and you can follow me.

"What will others think of me if I follow you all the time?

"Of course, it depends on what the media says, the little white face who was adopted by me, the extramarital affair partner, these are all possible. "

Then I'm not going.

"If you're afraid of damaging your reputation, don't do it yourself." Megumi Kurama was smiling, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was a knife hidden in his smile.