Transmigrating into Detective Conan, I Pull Prince of Tennis Princes into the Black Organization

[Protagonist is a Bad Guy + Overpowered + Black Organization Heir (Pure Villain) + Follower of Yukimura's Cult + Persecuting/Corrupting Detective Conan's Good Side + Leaning Towards Ensembl...

Chapter 63 The Detective's Spirit of Adventure (2 / 2)

Ayumi and Shinji quickly ran to the ground, Mitsuhiko climbed up by himself, and the three of them surrounded the unconscious Genta, who was bleeding all over. "Genta (Ĭ ^ Ĭ), wake up, don't die, wuwuwu"

"He is not dead, he is now in a coma. We have to carry him down the mountain, find the doctor quickly, and take Genta to the hospital!" Kudo Shinji, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi carried Genta to the tent where Dr. Agasa was stationed with difficulty. He just noticed that the destination of the treasure was not far from the doctor's tent.

In order to carry Yuantai down the mountain as quickly as possible, they abandoned the wooden box.

Dr. Agasa quickly packed up his things and rushed to the hospital with the children.

The system told Karasuma Gaki what happened over there.

[You know someone has been here before, but you still want to explore. Is this what detectives do? ]

[You have no curiosity, so you can't be a detective]

[I am sick, why would I become a detective? ]

[The Detective World is proud of its detectives]

[Then I will suppress him so that he can’t get up]

......

On the second day of the training camp, the training menu required completion within 5 hours. Sanada got up at 4 o'clock to start his kendo practice and morning jogging. After breakfast, he became the first person to start training that day.

He wants to finish ahead of time, and then train more! Kill everyone!

Others gradually got up and began to train. Those who did not complete the training on time yesterday gritted their teeth and persisted. They could not lose to the people from Rikkai University again today!

"Oshitari, you must be tired, take a rest," Nioh called Oshitari in a strange voice.

"Niou, are you tired?" Oshitari's harassment of Niou opened his closed heart.

The weakest one, Xiangri Yueren, was sweating profusely. He gritted his teeth and gasped for air, "I will persevere! Keep training and don't stop!"

Bunta is sandwiched between Jiro and Kuwabara, hugging girls on both sides. What a scumbag!

Everyone finished the training menu in the morning, had lunch, and took a break. "Okay! Let's go play games in the woods in the afternoon."

"What game?" Kirihara leaned on the sofa, rubbing his round belly due to eating too much. Bunta next to him did the same thing.

"Let's start at two o'clock. Take a rest first." You can't exercise right after eating.

At two o'clock, Karasuma Gaki led everyone to the woods, where there was a large open space. There were round wooden stakes about 1.5 meters high standing upright, forming a circle. The area was very large, and one stake was just enough for one person to stand on.

"Go up." Karasuma Gaki pointed at the wooden stake. The boys jumped up easily at a height of 1.5 meters.

"Why don't you jump up?" Seeing that Karasuma Gaki didn't jump onto the stake, Mao Li looked around and asked, "Are you not well prepared?"

"No, this game is called Drop the Handkerchief!" Karasuma Gaki walked to the middle of the wooden stakes and took out a tennis ball from his pocket. "I'll serve randomly, and you can hit the ball to each other or to me. Whoever fails to receive the ball or is knocked off the wooden stake will serve in my place in the middle."

"Okay! That seems interesting!" Kirihara was very excited, and kept shaking the racket in his hand, "Senior! Let's start!" He already had a goal! He wanted to beat Niou-senpai down!