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

Sonoko pointed at the man with glasses excitedly.

"The specific modus operandi is..."

Sonoko suddenly got stuck, quickly raised the phone and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Chi Chusang, please say it again, I didn't remember..."

Huh?

Conan wants to cry but has no tears.

My trip was in vain again.

How can you ask for help outside the field!

This is too unscientific.

In the room, the tears on Sera Masumi's face were still wet.

"Big Bad, Big Pervert, Big Rascal"

She gently stretched out her hand to touch it, and immediately took a deep breath in pain.

It hurts.

This guy hit too hard.

However, there was a strange feeling in her heart.

This is the first time in more than ten years that a man has done something like that to her.

In addition to pain, it seems to have some strange feelings.

Sera Masumi silently pulled the quilt up over her head.

I don't know what to think or do in it.

A few days later, Mouri Detective Agency.

"Okay, it's getting late, you little devils, go back quickly!"

Mouri Kogoro waved his hands towards Genta, then turned to Ran Mouri and the others and said:

"Xiao Ran, you and Conan pack up quickly, we have to take Chichusang's car to attend the banquet held by Ms. Sufang Hongzi tonight!"

"It's really boring, we haven't played enough~"

Genta and the others put down the game console in their hands with some reluctance, complained and left the detective agency.

"Detective Mouri, would you like to try driving?"

Downstairs, Yin Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Is it really possible?"

Mouri Kogoro laughed until his beard curled up.

He had long been envious of Chichu Feng's sports car.

Mouri Kogoro got into the car, and Chichu Feng sat in the back row, and Chichu Feng sat in the middle of course.

Mouri Kogoro started the car and rushed towards the mansion where Su Fanghongzi lived.

On the back seat, Chichu Feng put his arms around Ran Mouri, his hands twitching secretly on her waist.

Sitting in front of her father, Ran Mouri didn't dare to speak out, she could only blushed and silently endured Chichu Feng's attack.

On the other side of Chichu Feng, Conan looked at the trees passing by outside the window with a helpless and sad mood.

He couldn't help saying: "Mouri Uncle, drive faster!"

"Okay, no problem"

Mouri Kogoro kicked the gas pedal, and the speed of the car suddenly increased.

While speeding on the road, he suddenly saw a dead tree falling on the road ahead, and Mouri Kogoro hurriedly slammed on the brakes.

"careful!"

Chichu Feng quickly held Ran Mouri in his arms, and used his strong body to help her block the impact of the sudden brake.

...

With the sound of tire rubbing, the whole car suddenly drifted sideways, leaving a few black marks on the road, and stopped tightly beside the dead tree.

After the car stopped, Chichu Feng let go of Ran Mouri, and asked worriedly: "Xiao Ran, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you're not hurt, are you?"

Ran Mouri shook his head first, then stared at Chichu Feng up and down for a while, but was a little worried that he was accidentally injured just now.

"I have something to do, ouch, it hurts me to death."

A painful voice sounded from behind Chichu Feng.

Chichu Feng looked back and saw that a big bump had been knocked out of Conan's head, and he yelled.

Because Chichu Feng was protecting Ran Mouri in his arms, the two of them hit Conan directly under the effect of inertia just now.

If it wasn't because Conan's head was relatively hard, he who acted as a cushion just now would not be as simple as a big bump on his head, and maybe he would bleed a little.

"Damn it! Who did it?"

Mouri Kogoro got out of the car cursing, and shouted angrily: "Isn't it intentional to hurt people by pouring dead trees on the road?"

Mouri Kogoro was taken aback suddenly, there was a piece of paper stuck in a dagger on the dead tree in front of him.

"Dad, what is this?"

Ran Mouri, who got out of the car immediately, also noticed the suspicious white paper, picked it up curiously and looked it over.

I saw that on the other side of the white paper, there were some scraps of paper from newspapers and magazines woven into a strange letter.

"Don't help Su Fang Hongzi hold a charity party, otherwise you will definitely regret it, curse the masked messenger."

After reading the contents of the letter, Mouri Kogoro couldn't help snorting coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Curse, curse the masked messenger?"

Ran Mouri is most afraid of ghosts and ghosts. Looking at this strange letter, he suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart. He quickly turned his head and leaned against Chichu Feng's arms, which made him feel more at ease.

Hearing this, Conan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

As a famous high school detective, Conan would definitely not believe in ghosts and gods. He would rather believe that this is a warning letter. It seems that the banquet tonight is not so peaceful.

Chichu Feng was not surprised, Conan and Mouri Kogoro were dispatched at the same time, how could it not trigger the case?

And before he came, he had probably remembered the case, and he didn't intend to participate in this revenge case, just because he wanted to see if the cursed mask was really weird