I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"??Because all sins are committed/all morals are rehearsed/all curses are spoken/all blessings are repented...??"

The sound of the pipe organ is often reminiscent of a holy church, but with the eerie tune and the huge sound bonus, it can only conjure up...

funeral.

Nan Ling's expression changed.

"Nan?" Conan asked half-doubtedly, half-surprised, "What's going on?"

At this time, Nan Ling didn't have the heart to correct Conan's name, "This is not something you can participate in, so hurry up and find a place to hide."

"Ah? What—"

Before Conan finished speaking, Nan Ling covered his mouth and pulled him into a hidden seat. Fortunately, their original location was very remote, but they were not afraid of being noticed.

At this time, the order in the restaurant, which was finally restored due to the arrival of the police, was broken again by this accident. People panicked and screamed loudly as loud as music.

Nan Ling frowned, all the clues he had received before slipped through his mind like flowing water, and quickly turned into a very clear conclusion.

Conan is still in the stunned stage, trying to get Nan Ling's attention through the voice of "uuuuu".

"Be quiet." Nan Ling whispered, "I'm going to let go, don't make a sound."

Conan really listened to what he said. After he let go, he asked in a very weak voice, "What happened?"

"I know who the murderer is." Nan Ling said succinctly, the first sentence made Conan's face show a very puzzled expression, but the information behind is the real drama, "I can't explain it to you, but You have to know that the other party is a very dangerous person, like a terrorist, and it is very likely that he has a gun."

Conan's body froze.

Nan Ling frowned.

If you don't bring Conan, you can probably handle it even if there is a gun on the opposite side - it is impossible to hide the gun from the front, but the terrain here is chaotic, and it is no problem to deal with the opponent with a little skill.

But he can't reveal his specialness in front of Conan, so let's be a passerby with peace of mind this time.

...Although there is a high probability that he will choose to be a passerby even without Conan, after all, who wants to be a vigilante for no reason, he is not Batman.

"Who is it?" Conan asked without disappointing him.

"Todd." Nan Ling said.

He knew it all the moment he heard the music.

This piece is from a German musical. The hero in the play is actually the **** of death. The word in German is Tod, and the transliteration is...

todd.

And will use such a middle and second naming method, after killing the target, it will be so high-profile, coupled with the inseparable relationship between the deceased and the rats...

This person has a high probability of being a person with the origin of cyan.

The grand chorus gradually reached its climax, and the continuous looping melody became even more eerie after the rising key.

"??The ugliness can no longer provoke indignation / All the good has long been repeated / Good deeds do not wake us up / We are indifferent to evil deeds...??"

"Why?" Conan continued to ask persistently, and he didn't know whether he was asking 'why him' or 'why the murderer'.

"How do I know?" Nan Ling said angrily. With such a loud volume, the two of them didn't really need to keep their voices low, so Nan Ling returned to the normal volume, "Can't you just think I'm watching the sky at night?"

He really wanted to get Conan's curiosity out of him.

At this time, he remembered that Kuroba had a good fight. Obviously they are the same age, Kuroba Kuito often realizes that it is inconvenient for him to say something so he shuts up directly, but Kudo Shinichi will get to the bottom of it.

"Cough, cough!" The music stopped abruptly when the man's voice sounded. After the silence was restored, people seemed to have lost their voices. For a time, needles could be heard in the entire hotel.

"Ladies and gentlemen! I'm glad to hear you quiet down." It was a familiar voice, and if Conan heard it right, it was Todd. It's just that his voice is a little distorted as if it came from a loudspeaker.

His tone was no longer dull, but very passionate and clear, as if he was giving a grand speech, "Congratulations, fools! For what you have seen is the baptism from the origin! Repent, sinners! For I am about to come into the world. !"

Nan Ling sighed silently.

The manifestations of the 2nd disease will naturally be different - after all, you can't expect their fantasies to be in the same worldview. Last time Mora fantasized all day long that he was some kind of inhuman creature, and he often used old sayings to call himself. This time, they probably met an angel of death who felt that they were punishing on behalf of the sky, and they also added the name of the organization "Origin" very cleverly.

Coupled with this kind of murder by means of "seemingly accidental", it is possible that this person borrowed inspiration from "Death is Coming".

If you think optimistically, these different middle and second diseases are quite meaningful to collect - the meaning of psychopathology.

"What you saw today is the punishment for sinners." Todd seemed to laugh twice, "The crime... I probably don't need to repeat it."

Yuika Ishikawa and Tetsu Ito looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

"Rejoice." Todd's voice became very soft, "because I'm going to wash the world."

Ishikawa Yuika suddenly burst into tears, holding her sister's photo tightly in her hand.

...

"What do you think?" Nan Ling asked after the loudspeaker fell silent for a long time.

"I think it should be a neuropathy." Conan's tone was firm.

"Heroes see the same thing~www.wuxiahere.com~ Nan Ling nodded, "Sometimes I really don't understand them. "

A question mark appeared above Conan's head, signaling Nan Ling to continue.

"I want to save the world every day. Did I ask the world to agree?" Nan Ling complained expressionlessly, "The world is also very hard, either to be saved, or to be washed, or to be dumped."

"Uh..." Conan didn't know how to answer for a while.

"But it seems that the unfortunate person who died is not a good thing." Nan Ling rested his chin with one hand and looked at Ishikawa Yuika who was still sobbing softly, "Then that person has done a good job for the sky. ."

"I don't agree," Conan said, with a firm tone.

Nan Ling seemed to be smiling slightly.

"I know, you are a very firm form of justice." His eyes didn't fall on Conan at all, and he didn't know where it fell, "but most people are not demons of light like you, The law is an inhuman machine to them, and sometimes people just want a Batman."