Deception 3



Deception 3

"The lion at dusk, the girl at dawn, the clock without a second hand reaches the 12th word, descending from the bright sky attic, taking the egg of memories..." The black-skinned boy put his hands in his pockets and walked out with an attitude of not recognizing his relatives, "Are you thinking about the meaning of the 12th word?"

"Yes," the little boy next to him adjusted his glasses. His face was filled with confidence and concentration as he thought. He remembered Maori Kogoro's reasoning that "the twelfth letter of the English alphabet is L, which means three o'clock in the morning when placed on the dial." "I think it's the Russian letter, which is easy to say... And at the end of the preview letter, the magician at the end of the century is also very strange. He has never used this name..."

"What a disgusting guy," the dark-skinned boy couldn't help but complain. He turned his gaze to the little boy and said, "Hey, Kudo, what do you think..."

"Is Shinichi here too?!"

The sudden voice was like thunder from a clear sky, and Conan Edogawa almost jumped up in fright, "Hey... which one..." The boy's movements were choppy, and he slowly turned his head to look at a smiling detective who was no more than a meter away from him. He felt a bean-sized drop of sweat on his forehead, "No... No, Shinichi-nii is not here, Officer Ishii..."

"Really?" Ishii Kazuki deliberately looked around, his pretentiousness making the little detective sweat even more. "That's weird. I just heard someone call Kudo... Did I hear it wrong? Or is it the same name?"

"Ahaha," Edogawa Conan tried to laugh it off with a dry laugh, kicking the boy's leg and using his eyes to intimidate him to find a way to change the subject, "I must have heard it wrong..."

"That's right, it's just me and... Conan-kun here," Hattori Heiji, a dark-skinned boy, a high school detective from Kansai, who is on par with Kudo Shinichi, didn't care about the pain and quickly took over the conversation, "Come to think of it, the inspector looks familiar, could it be..."

"Are you the 'Kansai Hattori'?" Ishii Kazuki excitedly shook Hattori Heiji's hand, and his excitement made the two people present confused. "Hattori Heiji, who solved a series of cases such as the diplomat murder case and the Sherlock Holmes fan murder case, is characterized by strong action and often encounters supernatural incidents?!"

"Yes, I am," Hattori Heiji, who was still young after all, was proud of Ishii Kazuki's completely undetectable fake compliment. He looked up and immediately had a good impression of the man in front of him. "Conan just called you Inspector Ishii, could it be that you are," he inadvertently increased the strength of his grip, "the one who arrested Pramia and was called the 'light of the Metropolitan Police Department' in Case No. 210..."

"My name is Ishii Kazuki," the thief police officer nodded and admitted his identity, "Please give me your guidance, Hattori-kun."

"Please give me your advice," Hattori Heiji shook his hand vigorously before letting go, and gave Edogawa Conan, who was a little sulky for some reason, a look that said "Wow, you actually know him", "I really didn't expect to see you in Osaka--"

"Inspector Ishii," Edogawa Conan interrupted this wave of social etiquette, but his tone sounded a bit sour, "Brother Shinichi, you don't seem to be so enthusiastic before..."

They are all high school detectives, Edogawa Conan thought sourly, is it because he knew Ikki-san earlier? Ishii Kazuki was indeed his predecessor in many criminal investigation matters...

"Nono——" Ishii Kazuki stretched out his left hand and waved his fingers in front of the boy seriously, "There are very complicated reasons for this, which belong to adults..."

"What is it?" Hattori Heiji asked curiously, and Edogawa Conan also pricked up his ears and eavesdropped openly.

"His father is the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters," Ishii Kazuki frankly expressed his materialism, "Build a good relationship with him, maybe he will be useful in the future."

"...How should I put it? I really don't want to hear such an excuse."

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