Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 17 The Thief: I Have an Idea

"Now, I will announce a great plan!"

On the island of the mind, the thief An He materialized a blackboard at some point, pretended to put on a pair of old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and tapped the blackboard with a pointer.

"I named it: 'Scammer to Decryption Scholar Program'!"

"Fuck!" The fortune teller An He rushed over, pinned him to the ground and beat him up.

"Don't worry, I'm serious."

The thief An He climbed up covered in dust and dirt, and held down the fortune teller An He to calm him down.

"You all already know that the content of my promotion ceremony to Sequence 7 is to weave a lie that is enough to deceive 'fate'."

"So have you figured out how to hide it from 'fate'?"

Audience member An He came over holding a glass of water.

"What is this? Distilled pure water?" The fortune teller An He looked over curiously.

"92 proof vodka."

"Uh"

The fortune teller An He was speechless, and his expression was very interesting.

"Cough cough!"

The thief An He pretended to cough twice to draw the two people's attention back to himself.

"Yes, I have discovered the secret of the runes. I mean, I have understood what it means to be able to deceive fate."

"Tell me."

Audience member An He looked very interested.

The thief An He immediately acted as if he was confident of what he had done and started drawing on the blackboard with a piece of chalk.

"First, let's make one axiom clear: there is such a thing as 'fate' in this world. To put it simply, it refers to the world line under the development of the original plot."

"A reasonable guess."

The audience member An He praised, raised his cup, took a sip, and exhaled a puff of hot air.

"So your ritual is to interfere with the original plot and change it?" The fortune teller An He seemed to understand.

"shallow!"

The thief An He looked down at him and sneered mercilessly: "It is because of your extremely weak comprehension ability that you have not been able to successfully advance until now."

As expected, the enraged fortune teller An He rushed up and beat him up.

"Stop talking bullshit and hurry up!"

The fortune teller An He, who was riding on him, said in a shocked voice.

The thief An He struggled for a while, but found that he could not escape from his clutches, so he just lay there and continued, "Based on this axiom, I will remind you of another setting, that is, there are two Kaito Kidds."

"I see. You want to take over the throne. 'Destiny is yours, Kidd is mine', right?"

The fortune teller An He looked disdainful and said, "It is indeed the Path of the Thief. You are just a fraudster promoted to a code-breaker. If you don't know, you would think that you are going to be promoted from a Fate Trojan to a Time Worm."

The audience thought a little more deeply than him. After pondering for a while, he raised his head and said, "So, you want to be Kuroba Kaito's father?"

"Let him guess. Anyway, in the original destiny, Kuroba Toichi didn't die. Kuroba Kaito can't confirm this, so I will be in a superposition state of 'yes' and 'no'."

The thief An He spread his hands and smiled playfully.

"Kaito Kidd is me, but I am not Kaito Kidd; there are two Kaito Kidds, but there are more than two Kaito Kidds. Do you think this counts as hiding 'fate'?"

"Fuck..."

The fortune teller An He quietly studied this logic and found it feasible. However, he was unwilling to let him find a way to advance to Sequence 7. He said sarcastically, "Now the question is, how can you become the second Kaito Kidd?"

"Simple."

The thief An He found the right opportunity, stood up suddenly, pushed him away, and adjusted his teacher's outfit. "Last time when I stole the Angel's Crown, I also got a set of Kidd suits, which can be used. As for the other skills."

He smiled deeply and opened his arms: "Can you still stump a Beyonder who stole the Path?"

At Ekoda High School, Kuroba Kaito, who had already finished school, was walking on the road, thinking about Koizumi Akane who had inexplicably run in front of him not long ago, muttering something mysteriously.

"The man of the mist who does not belong to this era is approaching, and in the mirror is the reflection of the white sinner."

What is this man in the fog and this reflection in the mirror? It's all a complete riddle.

"Kaito! Let's have fish for dinner!"

Suddenly, there were footsteps behind him. A long-haired girl with a youthful look trotted past Kuroba Kaito. She patted his shoulder gently as she passed by, sticking out her tongue and smiling with her eyes curved.

"Don't use the same trick twice!"

Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but complain, so he reached out and pulled her sleeve, pulling back Nakamori Aoko who was about to miss a step because of walking backwards.

"So be careful."

"Sorry sorry."

The girl smiled insincerely and walked on the curb with her arms open, as if she was crossing a dangerous single-plank bridge.

"I might be back late in a while, you and the inspector can eat first."

Kuroba Kaito checked his phone and asked for leave for dinner in advance.

Due to family reasons, Kuroba Kaito was left without anyone to take care of him when he was very young. It was the kindness of his neighbor, Nakamori Ginzo, who treated him almost as half his own son. He treated him the same as Nakamori Aoko in terms of food, clothing and other expenses, so every time the Nakamori family cooked, they would cook an extra portion for him.

"Where are you going so late?"

Nakamori Aoko looked at the setting sun and said with some worry: "I'll go with you."

"No, I just went to help Grandpa Terai and had dinner with him."

Kuroba Kaito gave a vague explanation, and then urged, "Hey, you'd better go back quickly, otherwise if the inspector gets worried, I'll be the one who gets scolded."

"It's impossible for him to quit so quickly."

Nakamori Aoko didn't doubt it, muttered something, and left with her bag on her back. Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind him, "Remember to go back early."

"Got it, I'll be back when I'm done."

After sending Nakamori Aoko away, Kuroba Kaito walked towards the Blue Parrot Bar.

The Blue Parrot Bar is a quiet bar opened by Grandpa Terai. Few people come here on weekdays and it closes early. Whenever it closes, it is the time for them to carry out the logistical work of Kaito Kidd.

"Grandpa Terai, I'm here."

Walking up the stairs, he flipped the business sign hanging on the door to the back and shouted inside to announce his arrival.

The bar was very quiet, with only soothing music playing on the speakers. Kuroba Kaito walked in with a bag and glanced at the bar, but there was no one there.

Kuroba Kaito didn't care. Maybe it was in the bathroom. People do go to the toilet more frequently as they get older.

He casually dropped his schoolbag, picked up the pool cue that was placed nearby, set up a set of billiard balls, and set up the cue with great interest.

He is not very good at this, but he loves to play it, which is a typical example of a person who is addicted to playing.

"The person I asked you to help check last time"

Kuroba Kaito slightly retracted his wrist, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, pushed the cue out of his hand, and hit the cue ball towards the cue ball.

Without any surprise, the cue ball rubbed past the cue ball accurately and went completely off target.

Looking at the cue ball slowly moving away diagonally, Heiyu Kuaidou's mouth twitched.

However, the next second, his eyes were dull for a moment, and he saw the cue ball turn back at a tricky angle, precisely coming to the direction of the ball pile, and slowly stopped right in front of the triangular ball array.

He turned around suddenly and saw a pure white figure standing quietly behind the empty bar.

"Strange, Kaito Kidd?!"

(End of this chapter)