Conan Dressed As Gin

Shan Heqing smiled without saying a word.

The next Sunday, Conan went to Dr. Agasa's house to take out the repaired skateboard and performed a performance in the room.

They were invited to Gin again, and the two went to the suburbs.

Conan slid past the low walls of the farmhouse, the train tracks, and even the cars.

He was very relaxed during the whole process, and it was not until after he got down, Conan thought about it carefully that he understood the meaning of gin.

—Is this a compliment of his superb skateboarding skills, which has surpassed Newton's gravitational force?

So be careful of Newton crawling out of hell.

Only then did he say "I can't hold down Newton's coffin board anymore".

Conan half moon eye.

—Hey, Gin is joking with him again.

Realizing that this was just a joke of gin, Conan turned around in a very displeased way and went back.

- On the big weekend, he doesn't go back to do training and play with gin here. It's really boring.

Shan Heqing was not in a hurry to go back, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned on the car in a trance.

The people rescued from the organization are now incognito everywhere. It is not convenient for him to visit.

I can't do any exercise until my injury is healed.

The mobile phone and computer that I used most often in my previous life have lost all interest in this life.

It's just a fake network. For him now, it doesn't bring any effect.

He can't be around Conan every day like an idiot.

... life is so boring.

So is he really the right person to live in the dark?

Satisfied in doing tasks?

Shan Heqing shook his head, staring at the river bank and the shallow river in a daze.

The fish with their tails can be seen faintly in the river water, which is very leisurely. It's the complete opposite of his current boredom.

...fish...

Shan Heqing was startled suddenly, and his heart was pleasantly surprised.

Yes, how could he forget this man!

Shan Heqing pressed down the brim of his hat, turned to get into the car, and smiled.

Fight black feathers.

- For the first visit, why not bring him a little gift.

Shan Heqing started his Porsche and drove towards Mihua city.

As he drove the car, he recalled the news of the "phantom thief Kidd" in his mind.

Kaitou Kid is actually a high school student named Kuroba Kaito.

After discovering that his father, Kuroba Rouichi, who died eight years ago, is the world-renowned phantom thief - phantom thief Kid, he chose to become the second-generation phantom thief Kid.

The purpose is to draw out the mysterious organization that killed his father.

Shan Heqing was thoughtful.

Half an hour later, Porsche stopped in front of a villa in Jianggutian.

Shan Heqing habitually checked his clothes, the gun in his windbreaker, and the transparent film on his hands, then got out of the car and went to knock on the door.

It was a bald and bearded old man who opened the door. He looked at Shan Heqing suspiciously: "Excuse me... is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Shan Heqing was dressed in black that was not like ordinary people, and his face was not like a good person, the old man named Terai Huangzhisuke became wary in his eyes.

Shan Heqing became interested in his eyes.

Um? Do you have to tease the big before teasing the small?

- Terai Huangnosuke is Kuroba Rouichi's assistant. After Kuaidou inherited his father's business, he became Kuaidou's assistant again.

Shan He Qing pressed down on the brim of his hat and said impatiently, "I'm here to find Kuroba Kuito. Does he live here?"

Terai was even more suspicious: "Um...but who are you?"

The smile on Shan Heqing's face turned cold, and a dangerous aura began to exude from his body: "I am Edogawa Heqing, the father of Edogawa Conan."

"As for what Kuroba Kuito did to my son...I think I need to talk to him personally."

"...?!"

Now Terai was surprised.

Could it be... What did Master Kuaidou do to other people's children outside, so their father came to the door?

But Master Kuaidou doesn't look like a child who can bully others.

"Huh?" Shan Heqing hummed impatiently.

Terai had to apologize first, and asked him to sit in the living room, serve a cup of tea, and then go upstairs to find Kuaidou.

"Master Kuidou, do you know a man named Edogawa Conan?" Terai knocked on the door, then leaned into half of his body and asked.

"Conan? Ah, that kid. What's wrong?" Kuaidou sat cross-legged in front of the computer, holding the back of his head and turning his head.

When Terai heard that he was right, his heart was slightly relieved, but he was worried again. Tell everything that happened just now.

"Conan's father?" Kuaidou stretched his voice, his face full of surprise, "Strange, isn't that kid's father..."

"Master Kuaidou?" Terai saw that he suddenly lost his mind, and reminded him.

"Oh, I see, get down immediately." Kaito jumped out of the seat and said while holding on to the picture frame of Kuroba Rouichi beside him.

Terai saw that he was going to enter the dark room to get some equipment. He reluctantly backed out.

The author has something to say: this chapter is completed today. Moro's body will recover soon. And Fusheng, happy birthday! I'll write the next chapter right now.