Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

"Kaito Kidd, he recently sent out another warning letter, saying that he will come to steal the Suzuki family's newly acquired jewelry in August."

Kyogoku Makoto's face showed some distress.

Kerry became interested when he heard the name. If there was Koizumi Hongzi, maybe a new kind of mystical magic could be discovered.

However, Kidd himself is at most a little bit involved in violating physics, and has nothing to do with demons and monsters.

Kaito Kidd wrote a notice letter and came to steal treasures, just like the Phantom Thief of Hearts. However, this can only be regarded as an ELO matching mechanism unique to the Japanese region.

He could be fooled by smoke bombs, makeup, and playing cards more than a dozen times. Once, he almost got caught by Kidd when he defended against one of them.

If his father-in-law, Inspector Aomori, was a normal person, he would have arrested that kid dozens of times.

On the contrary, if Kyogoku Makoto, the future son-in-law of the Suzuki family, catches Kid and kicks him, Kid may owe him more than a dozen lives.

"We will be holding a jewelry exhibition at that time. If you are willing to come, we will definitely treat you well."

Yuanzi also interjected and took out a few invitations from her bag.

Kerry took it.

But in fact, Kerry mainly wanted to see whether Conan was an old incarnation in this world view.

I was excited to see Chris take over the garden.

"That's great! I'll tell my dad about this, he'll definitely be very happy!"

At this time, Sonoko stepped forward and didn't know that after her father learned the news, he thought about the fate of a series of large Japanese conglomerates such as Totsuki, Shinomiya Kakeru, Kengan, etc. who had invited these people, and almost fainted.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two left.

"Oh, we know quite a few people now. By the way, do you remember those homeless people we fought together? Once Kirito's foundation is established, we can give them a job."

Kazuma felt a little emotional when he saw the young lady, whom he had never been able to see before, and now she looked so humble in front of them.

"Actually, I think since the organization is called the Foundation, maybe it's safer to wander around outside than to join."

Kerry looked as if he was saying, "I said a lot."

"I'm serious, you see, all the homeless people in Dongfushan City were killed by those beasts this time.

Come to think of it, before this, I really didn’t know that the world we have lived in for so many years had this side to it.”

"If we continue, more people will be able to live without knowing this side of life."

Kerry said this as he looked at the pink-haired Kumamoto jumping around on the stage.

"That's a very cool sentence. By the way, should the Foundation establish some rules in the future, like ten agreements or something? Don't bully the weak, don't harm the innocent, or design some kind of ceremony, where you have to kiss the back of my hand when you join, and when you advance you have to put your sword on your chest or something like that."

"It seems your level of Chuunibyou is no lower than Xiangzi's. You might as well change the organization's contact code to a two-dimensional quote. No one else will be able to guess it."

Kerry was amused by Kazuma's imagination.

"No, I've already devised a more obscure communication code that no one else can guess."

Kazuma looked inscrutable.

Then Kerry ignored him.

Let him keep it a secret, then keep it a secret. Seeing Kerry deliberately keeping it a secret makes me very angry.

"Ask quickly!"

"Okay, okay, what's the code?"

Kerry looked as if he really couldn't do anything to you.

"Ciallo~ (∠?ω)⌒★" Kazuma shouted while doing the movements.

"vomit!"

Just when Kerry and Kazuma were about to fight again, Kirito sent a message in the group.

"I bought the foundation's first business besides those two companies."

After hearing this, Kerry and Kazuma, who were originally anxious, stopped fighting and their attention was diverted.

"Let's make a bet. Let's bet on what business Kirito will buy. This will also see who of us knows more about the functions of a business."

"What are you gambling?"

Seeing Kazuma say this, Kerry agreed immediately.

"Bark like a dog three times! Three times!"

Kazuma raised his hand and gestured.

"OK, you go first."

Kazuma pushed up his nonexistent glasses.

"Then I'd guess the funeral home could be very convenient for us to deal with some problems. And if it gets bigger, it could collect a lot of information related to death. You can't guess what I've guessed."

"I guess the hospital's reason is the same as yours. It collects a lot of information and can help us deal with some people. It also provides a lot of jobs and produces health. This value fits with what Kirito Industries said."

Kerry offered his opinion.

"Haha, what a mistake! Your chances are higher, but we'll see the results."

Kazuma felt that Kerry was right. He guessed that the crematorium itself did not produce any value, which was somewhat inconsistent with the concept of industry.

Sato Kazuma: What did you buy? Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me now.

[Kiritani Kazuto: I bought an abandoned school near the Kasukabe National Highway in Tokyo and plan to convert it into a private prison. Someone has already helped us with the procedures, and the Metropolitan Police Department has also agreed.]

Sato Kazuma: Didn't you say it was an industry? What kind of industry is this? You don't produce anything?

[Kiritani Kazuto: You're wrong. We can force prisoners to work and produce things every day. Isn't that industry?]

Sato Kazuma: Besides, Japan's crime rate isn't that high, so the Tokyo prisons are definitely enough, right?

[Kiritani Kazuto: It's okay. A kind person provided me with a preliminary list of criminals.]

However, Kirito thought about it and thought that many people in there probably did not need to be imprisoned and could die directly, which would save the prisoners decades of suffering. So he wanted to build a crematorium next to the prison.

[Kerry: I suggest the prison be named Green Dolphin Prison. Also, we must be careful to prevent prisoners from seeking enlightenment in prison.]

352

Chapter 352: Wow! There’s also Aisu and Aimu!

"Shift change."

By the evening, there were still no problems on the field.

Kerry came to take over the shift with Xiangzi.

Xiangzi seemed to dislike Hezhen's reclining chair, so he grabbed a white plastic food stall chair from somewhere and sat there upright.

Xiangzi was still thinking about how Kerry ignored her in the afternoon and was feeling a little angry.

"coming."

Xiangzi stood up, and Kerry lay down on the recliner without any hesitation.

Watching Wufeng start to take out a glass bottle of Coke from the small box next to him, then snap the top of the Coke bottle with a snap of his fingers, and then drink from the jagged cross-section of the bottle while Chris still ignored him, Xiangzi suddenly had an idea.

She wanted to become stronger, but she couldn't learn magic. When she couldn't find prey, she could only train. There was actually a more effective way than going home and training with martial artists on videos.

"By the way, let's wait until there are no monsters and then do some confrontation training."

Xiangzi looked as if she had an idea.

Kerry almost choked on the Coke, put the bottle down and looked at Xiangzi.

"Combat training?"

Seeing Kerry, Xiangzi finally started talking to him and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, it's confrontation training. We're not afraid of getting hurt anyway, so we just need to put on our training weapons and we can start fighting!

This will also ensure that we fight enemies of the same level, and we can learn from each other and enrich our combat experience."

Xiangzi raised his finger and pointed out the benefits of doing so. The more he spoke, the more he thought it was a good idea and nodded repeatedly.

Even thought of some good things.

She has also been studying combat techniques privately, maybe...

During training, at least he can see my efforts, so that he should be able to look at myself with admiration.

Moreover, everyone uses enchanted weapons in daily life, only he uses ordinary weapons and becomes more and more proficient. There is no need to say much about Kazuma. Since he got Yuri En, he has become a fireball fanatic, thinking about that broken fireball every day. Keri has also become accustomed to using the Ghost Hunter Liu Ying.

But it’s impossible for everyone to use weapons that can cut off the immortal in the training match. Maybe when using ordinary iron, I can... try to defeat Kerry!

Thinking about if such a scene really happened, Xiangzi's breathing paused for a moment.

When Xiangzi thought of this, his eyes lit up!

You can even try to defeat Kirito, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child!

As for Kazuma... Ha! My short game skills have already far surpassed his!

It's...fantasy time!

Looking at Xiangzi who made the challenge and then started to smile foolishly as he spoke.

Kerry was a little nervous.

"Sure, but if we fight in the city, it's too easy to tear down the houses. If you have nothing to do tonight, we can train in the mountains first."

"Ugh?"

When Xiangzi heard that Kerry agreed, she was a little excited, but when she heard that it would start tonight, she felt that it was a bit too fast and even a little panicked.

"We still have to keep watch tonight, why don't we wait until we get back?"

"We just need to stay around. The battle won't affect us at all. As long as monsters appear, we can provide support immediately.

Or are you afraid?

"I don't!"

Xiangzi immediately retorted like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his white neck was covered with red spots.

"If you don't have any, then prepare yourself. There happens to be a spare weapon in the car."

Although he was very excited when he thought about it, Kerry really agreed, and it happened tonight. Xiangzi immediately became nervous.

Time came to night, which was the most carnival moment of the entire music festival. A large-scale musical instrument art work with flashing lights was pushed in from under the stage, and it looked like a statue of a god in the night. The entire area under Mount Fuji was brightly lit. People who had roared all day were still emitting the last bit of energy in their bodies, screaming and partying with all their might.

Some men and women with ulterior motives have already entangled themselves with each other regardless of the crowd, sticking out their tongues to absorb the bacteria in each other's mouths.

Some of them have even entered the tents in groups.

That's what rock festivals are like.

Kazuma came to relieve the shift.

"Hey, I heard from Fengchuan that you promised her some kind of confrontational training. That's ridiculous! You want a mage like me to fight you with cold weapons? Speaking of which, that guitar statue is pretty cool."

Kazuma stood in front of Kerry with an expression that said, "Get up and let me sit."

"If you're scared, you can surrender. Also, that's a statue of Bess."

Kerry slowly stood up, but was not in a hurry to go inside. He sat on a chair at the food stall next to him. He had looked at today's program schedule, and there was nothing he wanted to watch in the evening.

The Power Saving Band’s performance was on the second night, as was Little Sister’s.

"Huh? Who's scared? You bastard, clean your ass and get ready for me to beat you into eight pieces."

Kazuma lay down, took out a bottle of Coke, broke off the bottle cap, and started drinking.

As the night went on and the last performance ended, the crowd that had been partying all night finally dispersed.

Most of them drove back to the hotels they had booked in surrounding cities and came back the next day. Of course, there were also probably thousands of people sleeping in their cars and tents in the surrounding areas.

Although they couldn't light a fire, it didn't dampen everyone's enthusiasm at all. Some took out self-heating bags from their bags and cooked hot pot, some gathered around the camp to drink and eat, some picked up their phones and connected them to power banks to play games, and quite a few followed their favorite band to the band tent at the back to cause trouble.

And in such a comfortable atmosphere, a few drunk black people from foreign countries suddenly had an idea.

"Hey! Look over there!"

One of them spoke in English.

In their eyes, a man and a woman got out of a van, holding something tied with cloth in their hands, and walked into the deserted mountains.