Traveled to the world of Kexue

Sedum is a little inexplicable, did they know each other before?

Tequila didn't get a response for a long time, and even Sedum's knife didn't move a single bit from his neck. He twisted his head slightly in confusion without touching the blade, and his eyes glanced back to see Sedum's expression.

He saw Sedum's face with doubt and strangeness, and he didn't want to think about it, and a possibility popped up in his mind - Sedum didn't know him.

But how could this be? Didn't he say that when he grew up, he would find him at the age of fifteen and be loyal to him?

Fifteen years old?

He first saw Sedum as a child when he was six years old, before the fifteen-year-old was born!

The stupid agave, who has few brains, finally realizes that something is wrong. The worship and dependence on Sedum made him never think about what Sedum said, and the stupid dog did not need to think about whether what his master said was correct or not, he just had to do it.

So Sedum will travel through time and space?!

Tequila's eyes suddenly burst into brilliant light, and her eyes were full of worship for Sedum.

Conan saw this scene and felt that Tequila might not be mentally normal. So what kind of existence is that black-clad organization, both the demon of gin wine and the guy like Tequila....

And Sedum... Why was he with the people of the black-clad organization, Conan felt that one fog after another covered his eyes, and he couldn't see the direction clearly.

"Do you two have anything you two want to ask?" The enemies in the field were all under control, and the agave did not show any tendency to attack, Sedum steadied his mind and prepared to face all kinds of doubts that he might encounter next, even to the opposite side.

Conan looked up at Sedum: "Are you from that black-clad organization?"

Conan held his breath, his heart rising to his throat, and listened carefully to Sedum's answer. He hoped, prayed, to get a negative answer from Sedum.

Doesn't

it have to be for me to hear the word "no"! Please!

"Yes." He heard answers he didn't want to hear.

Conan froze in place, his sanity and work ethic as a detective at war with his emotions.

"Why is it so... If it's the people of the organization, why save me..." Conan muttered his head down, then suddenly raised his head again: "Why!

Conan grabbed Sedum and asked angrily.

What he didn't expect was that under his own hysteria, Sedum did not push himself away, but released the agave and hugged him, and put his weight on himself as if the whole person lost support.

Then immediately after that, he heard the sound of bullets piercing into the flesh and blood, and blood slowly overflowed from Sedum's back. Conan looked up and saw that the man in black who had been kicked to the ground by him before was still in the shooting posture and smiling viciously, and Rose was also untied and stood in place.

There was a sound of breaking air around him, and Agave shot at the opposite side, but it was clear that Tequila's strength was hand-to-hand combat rather than shooting, and the bullet perfectly grazed the body of the man in black and flew over.

Sedum ignored Conan, who was in a mixed mood, and Kidd, who was flipping the bandage on the side, and took out a second bottle of potion from his arms and poured it into his mouth. Immediately followed by a tingling sensation that rushed straight to the nerves of the brain came from the stomach, which made Sedum couldn't help but tremble.

"The potion can only be used once a day."

Sedum still remembered what Koizumi Hongko said, but now he had nothing to do but drink the second bottle of potion.

Conan's football is missing, and Kidd is just a high school student, Tequila... It is not yet certain whether he is sincerely obedient, and even if he is sincere, as long as he is not allowed to get close, there is no way to cause damage to the enemy. If he can't stand up, he will become a burden to these people.