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

Gin said coldly: "For the sake of safety, we won't give you the password until we get off the train. After the train starts, call us. Before that, any wrong actions will destroy the information inside."

"So, I paid the money, but I can't check the information?" The lady was a little unhappy.

"Yeah, that's unfair. So you have the option...to cancel the deal."

Gin turned his head to look at Mount Fuji outside the window, and said coldly.

The lady hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up the briefcase and stood up.

"I hope you can keep your promise."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Gin also stood up, turned and left.

Vodka picked up the suitcase, weighed it, nodded in satisfaction, and followed behind.

"Brother, I got 400 million yen, what a happy deal.

The old man at the door of the carriage raised his head slowly.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he showed his hand of thought.

It's harvest time again.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles...

Vodka was right, it was a real pleasure.

Why, the Black Organization always prefers cash transactions.

This is simply sending me money.

Soon, the suitcase was emptied.

How can you just take it and not let it go?

Toss it with a peach and return it with a plum.

Send me money and I'll give you something better.

The Dimensional Gate connects Black's briefcase and suitcase.

Something fell into the suitcase with a thud.

Gin, who was walking in the carriage, stopped suddenly.

He frowned and asked, "Vodka, do you feel that something is wrong"?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Vodka looked around, "Brother, why are you suspicious?"

Gin stood still for a while, he felt a feeling of trepidation.

It seems that something bad is about to happen.

But looking around, there is nothing unusual.

Could it be that I am too nervous.

That's right, against such a terrifying onmyoji, anyone would be terrified.

"Nagoya is here, passengers who want to get off, please take your luggage with you.

The train pulled into the station, Gin collected himself and got out of the train.

Everything is going well, as long as the train leaves the station, the woman will dial the phone.

Then with a bang, she will be blown up with the Shinkansen.

What a perfect plan.

Outside Nagoya Station, on a secluded path, Gin and Vodka stood together, quietly watching the direction of the railway.

He loves seeing his results with his own eyes.

When the train turned into flames with that woman.

Such a scene is really exciting to think about.

The train started quickly, but not very fast.

Under Gin's gaze, the woman who traded information stood at the car door and started making calls.

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Suddenly, an old man appeared behind the woman.

With a familiar smile on his face, his fingers lightly slid across his neck.

Gin was taken aback.

Is this the old man in the dining car?

Why does it look familiar?

What does his action mean?

provocative?

Hehe, soon, you will be reduced to ashes together with women.

Jingle Bell.

Suddenly, a strange bell sounded beside him.

"Brother, your phone." Vodka said.

"No, that's not my ringtone..."

Gin suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Yes, this bell is...

He grabbed Vodka and jumped towards the ditch next to him.

boom.

There was a burst of flames on the path.

The train is getting faster and faster.

The woman could not help cursing as she listened to the beeping sound coming from her mobile phone.

"Bastard, how dare you lie to me for money. I didn't expect this guy to be so dishonest. I must expose you."

The old man smiled slightly, turned around and went into the toilet.

When he came out again, he was already in his own residence.

Ripples on his body, Ou Jingtian has a very handsome face.

Of course it is our handsome and powerful Onmyoji Chichu Feng.

'~Pfft, bah bah bah.

Two people crawled out of the stinking ditch.

They were all covered in mud, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Big, big brother, that woman even gave us a bomb. "

Vodka said angrily.

"No, that's our own bomb."

Gin's head was dripping with muddy water.

"Bastard, it must be that onmyoji, how did he do it?"

Gin's body trembled slightly, not sure if it was anger or fear.

"Brother, black water is coming out of your mouth..." Vodka kindly reminded.

"Shut up, Vodka!" Gin said through gritted teeth.

At night, in a high-end bar with charming lights, all guests live for fans of singers on stage (good money and good money).

Only Gin and Vodka sat at the table drinking and eating.

"Boss, I don't think it's better to be with that onmyoji."

"He's just too weird."

Gin was smoking a cigarette, looking at the stage indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking.

A male waiter came over with two glasses of wine and put them on the table with a smile: "Bitter martini, this is given to you two by the female singer."

"Oh?" Vodka happily picked up the wine glass, "Then I really should give her face."

Gin suddenly shot a cigarette butt into Vodka's wine glass, then grabbed the waiter's hair and pressed it on the table, grabbed the ice pick next to him and stabbed it down.

"I ask what the hell you're thinking of! Bell Maud!".