Conan: If I Know Magic, I Will Destroy The World

"Bell Maud, I have new plans for you.

The boss said coldly: "Pisco is dead, and Gin has an unusual hatred for that Onmyoji, I hope that you can be the person in charge of Tokyo temporarily.

Bell Mode immediately replied: "Okay."

"After you take over as the head of the Tokyo district, keep an eye on that onmyoji named Chichu Feng.

"His current ability is not up to our needs, we must wait for him to become stronger.

"We are both gods and demons. Because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life.

"We can't do this kind of thing by ourselves, the onmyoji is the one who can really do it."

"So, our hopes are all on him. Bell, Mod, I think you should understand what I mean.

Bell Mode was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I understand."

14 In another room, Gin and Vodka are lying on two beds respectively.

Vodka looked at Gin's face, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, is that all?"

"Hmph, how is it possible?" Gin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But the BOSS said that it is not allowed to shoot him."

"Of course we can't take action, but if someone outside the organization wants to deal with him, then it has nothing to do with us.

Gin had a cold smile on his face.

"For this, I need a large sum of money to bury that master Onmyouji

A few days later, Chichu Feng's residence welcomed an unexpected visitor.

The beauty with long and wavy Gold hair is wearing a light and familiar red sleeveless wrap-around dress, exposing her skin as white as jade, charming and charming.

The temperament is even more elegant and noble, flattering but not vulgar.

While Chichu Feng was sizing up, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.

What a mysterious and charming woman with many vests.

"Should I call you Chrissy Wynyard, Sharon Wynyard, or Bell Maud?"

he asked lightly.

The woman on the opposite side narrowed her eyes slightly.

Although she had expected it, she was shocked to be seen through her multiple identities so easily.

Bell Moder calmed down and said with a smile: "As expected, it is the strongest onmyoji in Tokyo.

"I am here this time to negotiate peace on behalf of the organization."

"Peace?" Chichu Feng smiled.

He shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "It is you who started the war, but it is not up to you to decide when it will end."

Bell Mord sighed.

She knew it was the result.

How could it be possible to compromise at will with such a powerful force.

"This incident was planned by a person who wanted to become a peripheral member of the organization. His name is Junya Tokitsu."

"As a show of good faith, we have dealt with him.

Chichu Feng just smiled and said nothing.

How can it be possible to let temporary workers take the blame?

"Gin, who deliberately aimed at Miyano Shiho, is no longer in charge of Tokyo, and now I am in charge."

Bell Mode continued.

Chichu Feng raised his eyebrows, "Is this your sincerity?"

"Of course not." Bell Mode showed a coquettish smile.

"Gin is the elder of the organization and is loyal. Of course we can't deal with our own people."

"However, his personal grievances cannot be interfered with by the organization."

"On behalf of the organization in Tokyo, I can assure you that we will definitely not help each other..."

Chichu Feng smiled.

Very well, Gin, let me see how far this world can protect you.

On the Shinkansen train bound for Kyoto.

Gin and Vodka sat in the dining car with a Black briefcase beside them.

"Brother, the boss knows that he will definitely blame the organization and people for trading information behind his back.

Gin was smoking a cigarette with a sneer on his face.

"When did I say the deal was intelligence?"

"This Black briefcase does not contain information."

"What? Could it be a bomb here?" Vodka, who was familiar with Gin, was taken aback.

"Too loud, Vodka."

Gin frowned suddenly, with a feeling of being watched in his heart.

Scanning the entire dining car, there are only a few people in 457.

Near the car door, an old man with white hair was slowly drinking a bowl of porridge.

From that far away, he couldn't get anywhere.

And, so what if you heard it?

Nobody can stop me, I'm Gin!

The train was moving fast, and Mount Fuji appeared outside the window.

The door of the dining car opened, and a woman walked in with a suitcase.

She glanced at the people in the dining car and came to Gin's seat.

"This briefcase contains the information I want?"

As soon as the lady sat down, she saw the briefcase on the table.

She didn't want to exchange too many pleasantries, so she asked straight to the point.

Dealing with these people is really scary, but for money, she can only do so.

"Yes." Gin's faint voice sounded.

"The money is in the box, I want to see the information first." The lady reached for the briefcase.

"No." A pale hand pressed down on the briefcase. .