Chapter 216 Magic Circle? That's it.
After the Rose Festival ended, Ishiwata Ishu and Ibuki Keisuke were also taken away, but they were not very involved and were released not long afterward.
The former greenhouse was leveled by Ibuki Keisuke and transformed into a rose garden. Occasionally, he would bring a white rose that Ibuki Chiri had made into a semi-preserved flower and sit there for most of the day.
The little wooden house was also rebuilt.
It's just that the person who liked to stay there changed from Ibuki Chirie to Ibuki Keisuke.
Ishiwata Izumi gave up her flower arranging career and turned to help take care of the roses that swayed gently in the wind at the Rose Manor.
...
Returning to the agency with a heavy heart, Conan took out the two-colored rose that had been curled up in his pocket and stared blankly into thought.
Finally, he took a small bottle and put it in.
But flowers are so fragile that even with careful care, they wither and die completely after a few days.
However, in the world of Detective Conan, he is indeed an unkillable cockroach. In just a few days, Conan was back to being lively and energetic, but his mindset had also changed.
No longer trying to kill the murderer.
Qianzhu, who had been staying at home for several days under the pretext of feeling unwell, let out a slight sigh and leaned back in relaxation.
We finally turned things around.
[Host? How about going for a walk?]
01 nestled on his shoulder and asked cautiously.
Qianzhu nodded and responded softly.
"Um."
...
church.
A figure darted over and grabbed the arm of the person who had suddenly appeared in the church.
Yuna was startled when she felt a gust of wind pass by, then lowered her eyes and respectfully called out, even though the other person had already disappeared.
"Your Highness, the Witch."
With a happy smile on her face, Morataya pulled the arm of the man beside her and walked out. "Godfather, I've optimized the magic circle a bit. It will definitely be much more convenient for believers to travel to other places!"
"Hmm?" R raised an eyebrow slightly. "Another optimization? Don't drag me down with you if you get into some inexplicable bad luck later."
Morataya: "..."
"Ahem." She coughed lightly twice, her tea-green eyes darting around. "No, no."
Morataya led R to a small house next to the church.
The room was empty except for a huge black pattern on the floor.
This is a teleportation magic circle she created for church members.
Upon detecting someone approaching, the magic circle lit up on its own, emitting a dark red light.
Morataya pointed at the magic circle with her finger, "This optimized magic circle is a bit better than the last one; at least the teleportation point is closer to the destination."
R stood to the side with his arms crossed, examining the magic circle that looked like it had been drawn with blood after it lit up. A slight smile played on his lips as he asked in a very gentle tone, "How many people have used it?"
Morataya: "..."
She silently raised one index finger, then pointed to herself under R's gaze.
She was alone, or rather, by herself.
R's expression remained unchanged as he pulled her away using teleportation.
The next second.
A bolt from the blue.
Looking at the small house that was still emitting black smoke after being chopped down, R's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Gone again."
Morataya crossed her arms in front of her chest, glanced expressionlessly at the small ruins, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
"Was my script not perfect enough? Didn't I put the little corgi back on the path it should be on? How stingy."
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