Chapter 2309 2321 [Belmaud vs Vodka] Ask for monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
Suzuki Sonoko had no interest in taking care of children, and when she found out that the situation here was fine, she immediately decided to run away and have fun by herself - otherwise, with ten children gathered together, her camping and rehearsal would be ruined.
Mao Lilan was convinced by what Suzuki Sonoko had just said: Conan was indeed always out of tune with his peers, and now he needed a chance to get along with his friends. If adults like them showed up, it would seem like he was being treated specially.
So a group of people came lightly and left lightly.
It was not until they returned to their own villa that Vodka came to his senses in a daze: "..."
That’s it?
Is this the end?
Did they return safely without encountering any unexpected incidents?
...No, this must be Wuzo's trick! What happened with the kids just now was probably just a preview, and Wuzo wanted to let them relax their vigilance in this way so that he could launch a surprise attack.
While Vodka was trying to figure out Uzo's thoughts, he quietly looked towards Vermouth.
As expected, the insider was a little nervous. Noticing his gaze, Vermouth looked back and curled her lips in a smile that contained some threat and coldness.
Vodka: "..." What! Even if you are nervous, shouldn't you target Uzo next to you? Why do you look so hostile to me? We are a pair of brothers in distress and should be the closest allies!
"...But it's not hard to understand. After all, in my eyes, Vermouth is the most terrifying killing tool here. Then conversely, in Vermouth's eyes, I am also the person who can threaten her the most - let's not talk about strength, at least the organization cadres have guns, just based on this point, I am enough to become a thorn in her side."
Thinking of the gun, Vodka felt bitter. "If I hadn't been tricked by Wuzo last time and forgot to ask him for the gun, I wouldn't have come this time. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have encountered such an unlucky scene with no one left... By the way, when will Wuzo's small theater open? When it really opens, I must find a way to get to the end and leave alive!"
"Also, speaking of guns, the unfortunate Vermouth probably doesn't know that Uzo already has a gun. Haha, if you misjudge the danger level of that kid, you will fall into a terrible hell."
When Vodka thought of this, a gloating smile almost appeared on his lips.
But suddenly he realized something and his smile froze: "..." Wait, Uzo got the gun from Vodka, and according to the human nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, even if he knew this, Vermouth would probably vent his anger on him, the victim who was cheated of the gun, like he is now, instead of settling the score with Uzo.
Vodka originally wanted to casually reveal this to Vermouth, and then watch the two men fight from the sidelines. But now...
A cadre of the organization who lost his gun shut up silently and decided to take this secret to the grave.
Vodka: "..." Of course, it's a grave decades later. I won't die easily now, because I know Uzo best among all the sacrifices!
…
Everyone returned to the camp and was busy with their own thoughts.
After helping Dr. Agasa prepare the ingredients, Jiang Xia stretched and returned to the house.
The other students were still rehearsing hard, but Jiang Xia didn't go to join in. He thought about it, went back to his room and pretended to rest, but in fact he was working out his trick.
The shikigami flew out and turned into a clay puppet. Jiang Xia picked up Xiaobai and threw it in. Soon, a puppet that looked like a child took shape in the house.
Jiang Xia lay down on the bed, leaving his real body here, and his consciousness entered the puppet.
Not long after, a child who looked young pushed open the window, looked around, then lightly climbed out of the window and landed on the ground.
Jiang Xia was driving Xiao Bai's puppet, and he adjusted the scarf around his neck that was used to cover the "Z" pattern on the puppet. He then turned around and stood on tiptoe to close the window for himself.
After that, he roughly identified the direction and walked towards the villa where the children's conference was held.
Jiang Xia: “…” Although the other people’s physical fitness is also good, it turns out that Kudo-san is the source of everything - since you have nothing to do, you might as well go visit him, and maybe you will get something good.
And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he went to the villa just now, he vaguely smelled a strong murderous aura nearby. Unfortunately, before he could distinguish it carefully, the aura disappeared. Now was a good time to go and look for it.
…
The other side.
The four kids from the Junior Detective Team played around the villa for a while.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker. Conan looked at his watch and realized that it was almost time: "Should I go back and gather?"
Yoshida Ayumi looked at the gauze-like thick fog, feeling a little bit fond of it but also a little bit scared. In the end, her fear overcame her love for beauty, and she nodded: "Then let's go back."
The pretty little girl spoke, and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was the first to respond. Kojima Genta didn't have a strong opinion, and soon the four of them reached an agreement and returned to the villa.
In the living room, besides them, there were several other children playing cards together.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the lively scene and cleared his throat like an adult. He said seriously, "It's time, everyone, don't slack off, let's continue rehearsing!"
Children: “…”
The air in the living room stagnated and there was a brief silence. Soon, the noise of laughter started again. It seemed that everyone was not so enthusiastic about the boring rehearsal.
"Really..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya realized that his appeal was limited. He snorted and ran to the lounge upstairs to call for help.
Conan ignored the lackey and sat down in the living room. On the way, he glanced out the window: for some reason, he always felt that there was a figure outside secretly watching him.
"Maybe it's an illusion caused by the rolling fog?" Conan touched his chin, not taking it too seriously. "And that figure seems quite short. Maybe it's a naughty kid who slipped out."
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard footsteps on the stairs, with a hint of panic in the urgency.
Conan was startled and turned around, only to see Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who had just gone upstairs, turned around and ran down again.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was halfway down the stairs when he asked anxiously, "Have you seen Mr. Kaibe? There seems to be no one in his room. It's really strange. It's obviously the agreed rehearsal time."
Conan came to his senses and realized the problem belatedly: in addition to Mr. Kaibe, there seemed to be a few people missing - the number of children here was obviously wrong.
Thinking of this, he asked the two children who were sitting on the floor playing cards in confusion: "Have you seen those children in Sanmachime?"
The two children were addicted to playing cards and shook their heads perfunctorily when they heard this.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
