Conan’s Magical Girl

The transcript was handed over to Conan.

Seeing that Shuangyue and Kayao had to rush back to the hospital, Xiaolan and Conan silently accepted the task and followed Matsuda Jinping to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Rei Hayami suggested that he still had work to leave first, while Toru Amuro and Azusa Enomoto returned to Poirot Cafe.

"Miss Ghost's hand?" Ka Yao gestured to Shuangyue's plastered hand with his eyes.

Shuangyue shrugged helplessly: "Seeing Matsuda worried, I can't bear it anymore... Let's use the second plan."

But when Miss Ghost hurt herself, she couldn't bear it, Ka Yao sighed in her heart.

"What are your parents going to do?"

Ka Yao glanced at the two people who were still lying in the intensive care unit, the temperature in the sky blue eyes faded, and the tone was soft but emotionless: "If you are sick, you need to be cured...I Of course, they will find the hospital with the highest medical level and use the best equipment to care for them."

"I'm not giving up on them."

After Shuangyue's popular science, Ka Yao has a thorough understanding of the state of the two, and it is precisely because he understands the current state of coma of the two that he makes such a choice.

Shuangyue raised her eyebrows: "I don't know how long they can last."

In a conscious state, her body cannot move, she cannot speak or move, and she can only move her eyes at most.

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Cafe Poirot.

The tableware of Matsuda and Hayami's table was still on the table. At that time, the car accident happened too suddenly, and everything in the store had not been affected.

The members of the organization have a high sense of confidentiality about their own body information, but while he was observing in the hospital just now, there was no gel or film on Susui Rei's fingers. The hair is also real.

In the cover of so many people, he successfully took a chance to get the hair with follicles that Susui Rei fell, and the tableware on that table was also quietly preserved by him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's fingerprints and DNA information can be collected from his mobile phone, and information can also be found in the traces left by them when they were playing.

As an undercover agent, he can't carry the belongings of a dead traitor. The mobile phone has been sent to Idahang, and now it may have been sent to Zhufu Gaoming. He also used the time capsule in the past. Buried in the woods behind the police academy playground.

He found a safe place to call his contact.

"Mr. Fall Valley!"

Before he opened his mouth, he heard Kazami Yuya's excited voice.

An Shitou couldn't help but his forehead jumped, if he exposed one day, it would be a credit to Feng Jian.

"Don't call me that," he gritted his teeth and said, cutting to the point, "The cherry blossom forest behind the playground of the Metropolitan Police Academy, under the fifth tree in the fourth row from the left as seen from the playground There is a time capsule buried in the soil, take it out and give it to me."

Only he knew about this matter, even Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know where he buried the time capsule.

"Uh... yes," Kazami Yu was also surprised, and quickly wrote down Amuro's instructions, and hurriedly passed on the superior's instructions before the other party hung up, "Director Li asked me to tell you that you have Sora get in touch with him."

"Is it about that? I see." Amuro Toru hung up the phone after getting a positive answer.

He didn't dare to be careless about the matter of breaking the black organization.

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"Internal response from the organization? Why haven't I heard of it?"

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"Is there an undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department? Can you tell me who he is?"

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"I will be in charge of the intelligence on Rum's side."

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"Sir." The black-haired, green-eyed girl knelt on the metal floor with her eyebrows low, and the red eyes with the crow pendant on her chest shone strangely.

She had pure reverence and trust on her face, and her every move revealed resignation.

"Kazdelli, my child," the old man controlled the seat and came to Shuangyue, stretched out his hand to pick up the crow pendant on her chest, "Are you willing to give everything for me?"

Who is your child? Her parents, no matter how bad, were Grenache and Adeberg, not parthenogenesis of an ugly old man of thirty or forty years old.

Shuangyue raised her eyes carefully, and observed Karasuma Renye's expression from the corner of her eye, pious and enthusiastic: "Of course, my husband."

Vomit.

If it weren't for ordinary brainwashing methods that wouldn't work for her, Akai Gemi might really think of the old man as a **** to be admired.

"Use this dagger," Boss picked up a jeweled dagger from the table and put it in Frost Moon's hand, "pierce your heart."

What does this old man want to play? Frost Moon raised her eyebrows inwardly, there was no curse or magic on this dagger.

In any case now he will not let himself die here, nor will she die of blood loss.

The girl took the dagger reverently with both hands, her white fingers held the hilt with intricate carvings, and the inlaid red gems were as eerily red as the eyes of a crow pendant. Aim at his chest and stab him without hesitation.

However, the gentleman's order was to pierce the heart, and she continued to exert strength on her hand, until the entire blade submerged in her chest before restraining her trembling and gasping: "First, sir..."

In order to come to see Karasuma Rianye, the plaster on her hand was also removed, and her wrist was restored.

With a satisfied smile on the old man's face, he took off the crow pendant on Shuangyue's neck: "You are my best child, Kazdelli."

The ghost is your child.

"On the sixteenth, take her to the laboratory." She heard the old man say so.

Has she sent herself to the lab again this time?

With the old man's desire to control, I want to do something to her body to feel at ease.

The body is just a container for the magical girl, as long as there is a suitable container, she can move.

As long as the controlled part is cut off, she can repair the body with magic power, whether it is mental or physical brainwashing is meaningless to her.

The dagger is still on her chest, and she won't lose too much blood for a while.

"Kazdelli, it will be soon," the old man wrapped in black had a false kindness on his face, "I will give you everything I have."

No. 16 is a silent teenager, even younger than her.

But the execution of the order is very strong.

This is a total of seventeen numbers, and she is among them, just because she didn't lose herself in the previous experiment, she won't be called by the number.

"Yes, keke, sir...kekekeke..."

She seemed to be stuck in her trachea, Shuangyue coughed violently, and several strands of blood fell to the ground.

Being able to repair it, when she just pierced herself, she only made sure to pierce the heart, not paying attention to the trachea and esophagus behind.

As a fanatical believer of that gentleman, the girl stood up with a dagger in her chest, and took the initiative to follow No. 16 to the laboratory.

"Sharon, good boy," Karasuma Renye's aged voice sounded, "help me back to the chair."

The blonde woman stepped out from behind the big screen, her blue eyes intertwined with complexity, she obediently helped the old man up.

Experiment, experiment again, when Karasuma Renye sent her a few thoughtless puppets more than ten years ago, she knew that the organization was researching brainwashing-related experiments again.

The initial research left by Grenache was too benevolent in comparison, at least they could retain their own consciousness, or go directly into madness and choose death.

Of course, there is only one finished product that can retain its own consciousness, Kazdelli, the daughter of Grenache.

There are always things in the world that seem so coincidental, so wonderful.

The research left by the betrayed mother was applied to her daughter, and it was successful, and the latter has now become the Boss' most loyal fanatical follower.

Belmode's eyes darkened, perhaps she should be glad that she had an unusual relationship with the Boss, and she had the effect of silver bullets on her body. In order not to react with other drugs, she would not become a drug of other drugs. experimental body.

Is the Boss warning her?

The killing intent against him was futile and unnecessary. She knew how many things the old man had put on him to ensure his eternal life, and maybe there were some devices she didn't know about.

Each base used for transfer has strict security measures in the machine, even if she comes in, she has to go through a lot of verification.

Belmode skillfully connected various wiring and tubing to Karasuma Renye, and put on a breathing mask.

The old man smiled indistinctly, his face was full of wrinkles and his expression was stiff: "She is special, so she will be my "heir". "

"So special that you are willing to use other means to brainwash?" she asked flatly, "Kazdelli is already the perfect subject for that experiment."

"No, it's not brainwashing," Karasuma Renye shook her head slowly, "just add some insurance."

"You said I was special too."

The unrestrained and unrestrained female star outside has restrained a lot here, she is half sitting on the arm of the chair, avoiding those pipes.

Karasuma Renye raised her hand to stroke Belmod's face, who frowned and did not hide.

"So I can tolerate your little emotions, Sharon."

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The author has something to say:

1. Kazami Yuya: Mr. Furuya…

Toru Amuro: Get out!

2. Karasuma Renye: My child...

Frost Moon: Go!

3. The traumatic heart rupture can't live for a few minutes, let alone stand up and follow, because the dagger is still stuck, and... Ke Xue's situation, or because of magic.

4. Belmod knew Grenache, so from the beginning, she could see the identity of Shimoyue and the bad taste of Karasuma Renye. She will look for traces of former friends on Shuangyue.

5. After thirty chapters, Kyuubi is about to reappear~ Some pits will also be filled~

—The following has nothing to do with the text—

6. I want to sleep until twelve! why! The biological clock is so accurate!

All of us in the dormitory woke up before eight in the morning, lay sluggishly on the bed and picked up the phone, then closed our eyes, and then picked up the phone again.

But sleepy, but can't sleep, getting up early is harmful!

This chapter is about _(:3”∠)_ of being unable to sleep in the morning.

(7.2 stay)