“Wouldn’t it be dangerous if someone returned to the real world and still thought they were playing a game?”
"......Tsk, he's the same age as us, but he speaks like an old man. How boring."
Hideki Moroboshi couldn't refute, so he had to change his way to get back on track.
It's over.
Conan covered his face and thought:
It's narrow.
This kid has gone astray.
You can say bad things about anyone, but you can’t say bad things about her!!!
As expected, Sakaki Makoto was stroking his chin, looking at Moroboshi Hideki, and no one knew what he was thinking.
It is too troublesome to play games with children, especially those who are naughty.
You can never guess what they will do, and you can't even use normal thinking to figure out what they are thinking.
after all...
They are not mentally sound.
The black sheep needs to be dealt with first...
Sakaki Makoto would never allow a useless person who is always causing trouble to appear in his team, so...
"Conan, do you know where Colonel Moran often appears?"
"Well...Colonel Moran loves playing cards, so he often goes to the poker club in East London."
"very good."
When the waiter brought the meal and asked for the money with a smile...
Sakaki Makoto wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin and said:
"Go to the Poker Club and ask a man named Sebastian Moran to pay the bill. Tell me my name."
"Huh?"
The waiter was stunned. As a long-time Londoner, he had naturally heard of Moran's name:
"Excuse me, are you..."
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