Conan: I can see keywords

After finishing his work, Lingchuan changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

His job is to deliver goods to customers, and he cannot resign in the short term. He must continue to do this job until there is a reasonable resignation arrangement.

Although no one might come to investigate him, Lingchuan had to be careful because he had the notebook and had come into contact with the 'protagonist'.

station.

The Shinkansen was parked intact on the track. Lingchuan raised his eyebrows in thought and looked towards the entrance where Conan had seen him yesterday.

No?

I glanced at the time, it was right now...

Until getting on the bus, Lingchuan didn't meet Conan, and nothing special happened other than that.

This normality made Lingchuan a little uneasy. He didn't know what he was afraid of. His body seemed not to belong to him, and he began to tremble as soon as he got on the car.

Resisting the urge to get off the bus, Lingchuan stood up from his seat and went to the bathroom to wash his face and calm down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, two dark shadows appeared!

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

The configuration is the same as the man in black I met on the Shinkansen yesterday.

Logically, Lingchuan should be happy, but...

“That look…”

'It's different, totally different!'

The tall, silver-haired man's eyes, which were originally arrogant, gradually focused in front of him. He didn't pay special attention to the person standing in front of him, but just glanced at him and looked away.

But just this one glance made Lingchuan almost ascend to heaven!

"Get out of here." The burly man following the silver-haired man spat out these two words coldly, and Lingchuan's feet moved to the side uncontrollably.

Throughout the whole process, except for that casual glance, the silver-haired man did not make any other movements.

But even so, Lingchuan was still sweating profusely.

Lingchuan didn't completely calm down until the two of them disappeared at the end of the carriage.

“How horrible…” That look!

terrible!

They are totally not on the same level as the two men in black yesterday!

Is this the kind of person the protagonist has to deal with?

No, not 'people', but 'organization'!

Are all the people in an organization like this?

At this moment, Lingchuan no longer had the confidence he had in the morning, nor the arrogance to replicate yesterday's plan.

"If I had known it would be like this..." he would not have gotten in the car!

I really regret it, and I really fear it.

The look in the silver-haired man's eyes gave Lingchuan a feeling of indifference, as if he had killed many people and life was nothing in his eyes.

But to say that you will no longer participate in the main storyline?

Lingchuan asked himself if he could do it.

On the contrary, his determination to become stronger became stronger!

To deal with such an organization, the protagonist should have a lot of helpers and even many unexpected props, right?

Like, those shoes? That watch?

He must become stronger!

He doesn't want to become a tool for the protagonist to deal with such an organization!

The urge to urinate had subsided and Lingchuan sat back in his seat.

His position today was completely different from that of yesterday, so much so that he did not see the familiar Conan family and the three children until the train started.

But it's okay.

The man in black has appeared, and Conan should be showing up soon.

The same is true.

The train was running for about ten minutes when the men in black appeared at the end of the carriage again. They walked forward with full aura, and the sturdy man wearing sunglasses was holding a black handbag.

There's a bomb inside!

After yesterday's experience, Lingchuan couldn't help but follow the movement of the suitcase.

One step, two steps.

The suitcase was getting closer and closer, and suddenly!

Stop, stopped?

A cold gaze fell on him, Lingchuan looked up, and was caught off guard by the silver-haired man's eyes.

"What are you looking at?" he asked softly.

Lingchuan noticed that the burly man's hand was gradually reaching for his waist. Was he reaching for a gun?!

We are in the car, what are they going to do!

No, that's not right!

The ability of 'detective' began to work, and Lingchuan couldn't help but think divergently about the reason why these two men in black were so arrogant on the high-speed train.

Are there still people from their group in the car?

Are they confident that they can control the train and evacuate the scene as quickly as possible after an accident? !

This guess made Lingchuan's head ache. No wonder he was so nervous when he got in the car. It turned out that this was a black car that could drive into the darkness at any time!

How to do?

How to do? !

A figure rushed in, it was Conan!

He was chasing after the man in black!

"What?" Lingchuan decided to play dumb. He glanced at the silver-haired man blankly and greeted Conan in a familiar manner, "Conan? Do you remember me?"

The silver-haired man obviously heard the footsteps behind him. He tilted his head slightly. It was a child?

Without saying another word, the silver-haired man walked away.

The man in sunglasses who was following put down his hands that were on his waist and followed silently.

As Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, Conan was grabbed by the collar by Xiaolan who followed him, "What the hell are you doing!"

"Xiao, Sister Xiaolan..."

"Go back with me!"

"Wait, wait a minute!" The struggling Conan and Lingchuan met each other's eyes, "I saw someone I know, Sister Xiaolan, please let me go first!"

"Ling, Lingchuan brother~"

When Lingchuan was called, he couldn't help but shudder, but he had to smile and help Conan out.

"I'm sorry, Conan might have come here because he saw me..."

Xiaolan looked at Lingchuan and subconsciously relaxed her hand, "Eh? Hello."

"Hello, Xiaolan, right? My name is Lingchuan Yuhe."

Lingchuan Yuzuru? Sounds familiar...

Xiaolan's fleeting memories did not escape Lingchuan's eyes, but at this moment he had no time to think about it. Feeling Conan hiding behind him tightly grasping his trouser legs, Lingchuan smiled and said,

"Don't worry, Conan is with me. I will take him back when the kid has had enough fun."

Xiaolan had no choice but to agree to such straightforward words even if she was unwilling.

Seeing that Conan really didn't want to go with her, Xiaolan had no choice but to nod, "Then thank you for your help..."

"Conan, you have to be obedient and don't make trouble, okay?"

"I won't mess up."

Chapter 7: Similar plot, different feelings

Xiaolan left, looking back every few steps.

Until she was no longer visible, Conan changed his childish side and grabbed Lingchuan's pants, "Why are you here?"

Lingchuan tried to calm his breathing and asked, "Why can't I be here?"

"Since you left without saying goodbye on the last Shinkansen, I thought you had left Tokyo."

Since? Last time?

Not yesterday?

Realizing that Conan had no memory of the Shinkansen bombing yesterday, Lingchuan felt relieved a little, but he still did not relax.

In order to prevent Conan from asking more questions, he chose to take the initiative, "I have been in Tokyo and will not leave in the short term. Who were you chasing just now? Those two men in black?"

After this reminder, Conan immediately looked behind Lingchuan.

Even though he didn't see anything, he still jumped up nervously and grabbed Lingchuan's clothes.

Forced to bend over, Lingchuan simply squatted down and listened.

"Those two people are not simple!"

"I didn't have time to tell you last time, but it's actually because of them that I'm what I am now!"

Conan gnashed his teeth and stared at the direction where the silver-haired man disappeared. "It was them who gave me a strange drug that caused my body to shrink. I had to stay at Xiaolan's house..."

medicine?