Conan’s Magical Girl

    The two left their luggage at the hotel, and Shuangyue took Shusui Rei to the base in Uppsala to find the way, and then split up with him.

    Shasla is a woman in her thirties, her face has the deep outline of a Westerner, her light brown eyes are a little dim, and her long brown hair is messy hanging on her chest. He was **** and down in the electric chair.

    She was just put into the interrogation room yesterday, her mental state is not too bad, and she can still shout grievances with great vigor.

    When Frost Moon walked into the interrogation room, she didn't realize what she would face.

    Until she learned that the other party's code name was Kazdelli.

    Shasra's eyes widened in surprise, and the memory that seemed to have been forcibly erased by an eraser resurfaced in her mind—a child nine years ago created a world-shattering attack.

    She was one of the technicians who participated in the mission at that time, and was responsible for replacing the surveillance of the airport—although Kazdelli was hardly photographed in the surveillance, and at most only a piece of clothes was in the mirror.

    Because she was one of the people who participated in the mission, she has an intuitive understanding of Kazdelli's madness, that is a lunatic who sent an entire plane to the burial in order to solve the goal .

    The incident drew the attention above and Kazdelli was transferred from Sweden shortly after, but now she is back.

    Shasla thought of the indifferent little madman, and couldn't help showing a look of horror at Kazdelli, who had grown up in front of her.

    Who knows what the little madman will become after nine years? What's more, she heard that the investigation task this time was announced by the gentleman himself, so Kazdelli's position in the organization is probably not within her reach.

    The casual shirt looks like a tourist who comes to travel, especially when she is holding a tourist guide in the station.

    Shasra bowed her head in silence.

    If she was so easily pried open, she wouldn't have been given a code name nine years ago and survived to this day.

    "Eric Anderson, Oliver Pascal, Laura Smith."

    Shasla's face paled every time she said a name.

    Frost Moon flipped through the guide booklet casually: "I don't really like using electric chairs for interrogations, which can get dirty - guess what I like best?"

    Shasla still didn't speak. She had told her companions to escape overnight when the incident was just exposed yesterday. As long as it was delayed for a while, their security would be a little more secure.

    "It's a bomb/bomb, of course it's a bomb/bomb," Shuangyue didn't expect her to answer, and in her palm lay a black button bomb/bomb with simple lines drawn on it. Smiley, "Everyone in the organization knows that Kazdelli is good at blasting, so do you know how good I am?"

    Bombs flew between her fingers, Frost Moon approached Shasla and put the black object on the back of her hand: "Ten minutes, it will explode in ten minutes, you guessed it Guess how powerful it is? - Of course, it won't endanger your life."

    Sasra wriggled her tightly bound hands with difficulty, trying to get the bomb off the back of her hands.

    Of course she has heard of Kazdelli's reputation, the genius of blasting, can easily estimate the power and scope of the explosion, and even can blow up all the internal organs of a person without any abnormality in appearance.

    Since she says it won't endanger her own life, it really won't kill her, but I can't say anywhere else - a small explosion can do too much damage .

    "Every ten minutes, I will give you a new bomb/bomb." The girl took out a timer and placed it on the ground in front of her, and returned to the sofa in a half-lying manner. He looked at him with a half-smile.

    The pressure of the bright red countdown, the slight click, the unknown threat, all kinds of pressure are slowly pressing down on Sasra's back.

    Ten minutes are neither too short nor too long. When the countdown reaches the last minute, this pressure will increase exponentially.

    Shuangyue unfolded the travel brochure like no one else, and read the above introduction with a rather interested expression.

    “Marstrand - Mastrand, located on the west coast of Sweden, has fascinated countless tourists with its colorful history and scenery: Karlsteen Castle, Maria Church and various colorful Wooden cottages with fresh colors.

    "Wander here on the embankment, where the crystal clear waters and white yachts come into view; or along the trail leading to the castle, and enjoy the idyllic archipelago at the highest point of the castle; Or sitting in the open-air garden by the harbour and drinking a cup of coffee, watching the crowds come and go, it’s all about the island’s dream in summer…”

    Her voice was slow and cadenced, as if reading some book.

    Shasla actually felt a little peace in her soft girly voice, the interlaced anxiety and fear were filled with peace, she stared motionless at the red countdown on the ground.

    "Ystad - a medieval town on the blue Baltic coast of Skåne province in southern Sweden, in addition to the half-timbered colorful houses and cobblestone streets full of flowers, lively squares With churches, quiet and noisy pedestrian streets, the best-preserved St. Francis monastery in Sweden, there is nostalgia here, and there are art and design shops all over the city…”

    "Visby..."

    “Signtuna…”

    Beautiful pictures and vivid descriptions made Shuangyue a little moved. In the few months in the Swedish branch, she did not enjoy the beautiful scenery in this country. Either she was trained by gin or And Gin is on the way to the mission.

    After this mission is over, let's hang out with Hayami.

    “Ista – Sweden has many medieval towns, Ista is one of them…”

    Reading this, Frost Moon narrowed her eyes slightly, and stretched her tail like a sly cat.

    Shasla hadn't reacted at all, and a few seconds later, she trembled in Frost Moon's meaningful ending.

    Ista, her uncle's family lived in that town.

    “It is located on the southernmost coast of Sweden, with cobblestone streets and houses painted in pastel colors with a taste of history. Browse the small shops here, buy an ice cream, Listening to the mast of the boat rustling in the wind is a good choice."

    The girl read the next text quite emotionally, and then closed her eyes as if imagining the beautiful scenery depicted by the text.

    "...In an organization, it's not a good thing to have a weak underbelly." She maintained the movement just now and raised the corner of her lips slightly.

    Shasla saw the call interface displayed on the girl's mobile phone screen.

    "Just down that cobblestone road, at the first street corner there's a souvenir shop with a blue carrier pigeon hanging at the door, where the first bomb was placed."

    The pleasant voice of a recitation suddenly turned into a vicious whisper in Shasra's ear.

    Shasla struggled fiercely. She originally joined the organization to protect her family from the enemy. They have lived in a quiet and peaceful Swedish town for more than ten years.

    But the devil's words are not over yet.

    "Aure, this is a small mountain town, only a few kilometers away from the Norwegian border, and under the ravine is the beautiful Lake Aure. Every winter, skiers from all over the world come to this place Natural ski slopes for skiing. When the town is covered in a thick layer of snow and fog, people will inevitably have the illusion of being in a fairyland.”

    "Turn right and go to the end, there is a white low house, just find a place to install it."

    It was her sister and brother-in-law's residence.

    The long brown hair trembled in the air, and Shasra almost rushed down with the armrest of the electric chair, and the bomb/bomb on the back of her hand began to loosen.

    At the moment when the bomb/bomb escaped from the back of her hand, a light-colored smile pattern lit up, bright little sparks flashed, and Shasra let out a low scream.

    "Ten minutes have come?" Shuangyue put down her phone with false surprise, and took out a small mine/tube and explosive/charge from her pocket at will, and within a minute, a new The button bomb/bomb appeared in her hands.

    The girl's eyes swept across Shasla's body, as if picking a satisfactory position.

    After a while, she gently placed the bomb/bomb on the woman's other hand, and whispered to herself: "For technicians, hands should be the most important, right? "

    The green-eyed demon restarted the clock and continued to read the travel brochure on his own.

    "There is a..."

    ——

    Conan repeatedly pressed the button on the phone, and behind the reflective lenses were thoughtful eyes.

    "Oh?" Matsuda Jinhei and Officer Mumu had just finished collecting the team, and he suddenly appeared behind the little detective, "Did he send an email to you and Shuangyue's friends?"

    There was a drop of cold sweat on the forehead of the little detective, and he quickly retracted his phone and laughed a few times. He suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Why are I and Sister Shuangyue's friend?"

    Whether it's putting him and Shuangyue on the same level to mention friends, or about the mailbox...

    Matsuda said unintentionally: "I heard Shuangyue press these buttons last time, she said she was sending an email to a friend."

    Conan's eyes widened.

    Shuangyue, have you sent an email to this mailbox?

    He suddenly felt an icy chill spread from the top of his head to his toes.

    "... Officer Matsuda, are you sure it's these keystrokes?" Conan's face sank, and he seriously grabbed Matsuda's clothes.

    A ray of thought flashed in the deep black eyes of the curly-haired police officer, and he replied calmly: "It should be? It sounds about the same."

    His sense of sound is not very good, only because the keystroke of this mailbox seems to be a unique melody to distinguish it is the same.

    Maybe Matsuda just heard it wrong? Conan comforted himself inwardly.

    Although Shuangyue disappears from time to time, she is also a friend identified by him and Xiaolan Yuanzi. He has solved many cases for the police and rescued some victims in advance, not to mention that he was rescued a few days ago Passing Matsuda and getting revenge for being bombed.

    But a series of neglected anomalies of the past also came to mind.

    Unknown past, adopted by Pisco, obviously not taken seriously but can willfully refuse to accept the arrangement of the entertainment company, she was also at the scene of Pisco's murder...

    He frowned.

    But Shuangyue knows his identity and Xiaoai's identity. If she is from that organization, she will let them be the greatest kindness, and she should not protect them specially right.

    Shuangyue has a good relationship with them, but if they are members of the organization, they should not help them avoid the investigation of the organization. This is a pair of contradictions that cannot be avoided.

    "It's probably just a coincidence." Conan laughed and ran to Mo Lilan, "I'll go first, goodbye Officer Matsuda!"

    Looking at the back of the little detective in the suit running away, Matsuda Jinping's expression gradually disappeared. He took out his mobile phone and tried the mailbox number that Conan pressed just now, but he did not try the correct one. syllable.

    He paused for a moment at Shuangyue's number in the address book, and closed the flip.

    Too much about bombs/bombs, anorexia, disappearing hearts, sudden death bombers…

    Shuangyue is full of mysteries, but he is sure that the other party is sincere when he gets along with him.

    "Is there any explosive residue on the body of Kenzo Matsuyama?"

    He lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment before sending a message to the forensic doctor.

    ————

    The author has something to say:

    1. I wrote that I was moved by the Swedish town x.

    2. Shasra joined the organization for the sake of her family at first, and has always tried her best to cover up her relationship with her family.

    3. My heart: Don’t get close to the main line of Matsuda!

    My outline: Matsuda don't get close to the main line!

    My hand: Matsuda is so keen that he will definitely find something wrong!

    4. Frost Moon: I have revealed my identity to Conan.

    Conan: There must be some misunderstanding!

    5. Xue Li is mainly responsible for A medicine in the organization. She may have seen Kayao of TK219 experimental body when she was a child, but now she has no impression.

    Shirley has heard of Kazdelli's code name, and also heard that the other party has a partner whose code name is Ka Yao, but what does this have to do with singer Huo Yao? (laugh)

    —The following has nothing to do with the text—

    6. Teacher: There will be a laparoscopic radical operation for sigmoid colon cancer tomorrow. You can only bring one person. Who among you want to go?

    Me and npy looked at each other: you go to me?

    npy: roll, whoever is younger will go.

    I rolled 5 points.

    npy (click the dice to see the result): I'll go.

    The result is 2 points for him.

    7. I got a second half-price coupon for McWhirlwind, but it was only 5 minutes away, so I went to a bakery with npy.

    When we opened the coupons at the time, it reminded us that the coupons have been robbed.

    Me and npy:…?

    8. In the morning, I was touching a cute little avatar of our two dh and ms, maybe it was too long, my bracelet counted this time as sleep time.

    I was slept for an extra hour and a half for no reason:?

    Then after deciding who sees surgery.

    Me: Then I will go back and not paint it, and I will paint it tomorrow when you wait for your surgery.

     (6.25 stay)