Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

Miyano Akemi subconsciously looked at the white screen, her eyes full of surprise.

Arguing with Conan?

An adult and a primary school student, is it possible for them to quarrel?

Most adults wouldn't argue with children, right?

"Mr. Baimu still has this hobby?"

"What are you talking about? It's like I'm some kind of scumbag who likes to bully children."

"... "

"What if you were out shopping, preparing to buy some things you needed, and you were in a good mood. But then you found out you were about to encounter a murder, or even witnessed the murder scene with your own eyes, and were then treated as a suspect. Wouldn't you feel angry?"

Uh...why do you say it like it's true?

Hearing this, Conan couldn't help but retort:

"That's just a coincidence! I admit that I've encountered a few more cases these days, but that's just because my detective sense is more sensitive. You say that they were all killed by me, your talk is completely nonsense!"

"Alas... I understand how you feel. Once you admit you're the Plague God, you'll definitely lose your freedom and won't be able to go out as you please."

Bai Mu shook his head slightly and sighed:

"However, the truth cannot be distorted by human power."

"If you don't believe me, I can make a bet with you that you will definitely encounter a case today."

"In fact, it may not even take a whole day. A case may happen in the next second."

"Nonsense! How can I..." Conan clenched his fists.

But before he could finish his words, he was startled by a scream.

"Ahh...!!"

The sudden scream made Conan's expression change drastically. He looked around and hurriedly ran to the alley behind him.

When I ran to the alley, I stopped unconsciously.

In the alley, a young man in work clothes was lying in a pool of blood, with a blood-stained anvil next to him.

The horrifying scene caused Mao Lilan and the other girls to scream unconsciously because their heads were smashed.

Even Miyano Akemi, who considered herself knowledgeable, took a few steps back unconsciously.

"Hey... Conan, you've hurt someone again." Bai Mu sighed softly.

"Nonsense! This is obviously just a coincidence. Sister Xiaolan... forget it, I'll do it myself."

Because the death was so tragic, Ran Mouri and others were still in shock, so Conan had to silently pick up his phone and start calling the police.

Soon, Megure Jusan arrived with his men.

Because there were many things to buy today, Bai Mu didn't want to waste too much time here. After Megure Jusan arrived, he immediately spoke:

"Memu Police Department, I already know who the murderer is."

"Huh...? I remember you were from Fujimine Group... Mr. Shiramaki, right?"

"Yes, to make a long story short, the culprit is Nakayama Hidemasa, the president of Jiamanbao Cleaning Company."

Hearing this, Nakayama Hidemasa's expression froze. He suppressed the panic in his heart and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you? Do you have any evidence? I was sitting in the office when the crime happened. Miss Ma Mu can prove it."

"Of course there is evidence. Conan is here. When Conan meets the president of a company, either the president has been killed or the president is the murderer."

“Ah…!?” Nakayama Hidemasa was stunned, with a confused expression on his face, but he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously in his heart.

"Brother Baimu, stop joking at this time." Megure Jusan was speechless.

"No, I'm not kidding. The reason a murder happened here, or rather, the reason the pent-up anger in President Nakayama's heart was aroused, was because Conan came.

If Conan hadn't come, he would definitely continue to endure, even for his entire life.

But Conan arrived, and the anger of the God of Death was provoked, and the object of his hatred naturally met his end."

Bai Mu paused, then said:

"Of course, there is evidence."

"President Nakayama has gone to great lengths to create an alibi."

"First, they placed the anvil on the abandoned building next door, then used strong piano wire to tie it to the surveillance camera in this building. Then, when the victim passed by the alley, they would use the surveillance camera, which had been switched to manual mode, to smash him to death."

"After the incident, I asked Miss Ma Mu to go check on the outside, while I took the opportunity to go to the roof and remove the piano wires."

how can that be!

Nakayama Hidemasa's eyes widened for a moment. Without looking for evidence or asking any questions, he just told the truth directly.

It was as if he was being monitored the entire time.

No, he must have guessed, it must have been just a guess.

"Even if you say so, then...how can I be sure of the time when Fujii passed by there?"

"Because you stole the victim's harmonica in advance and placed it in that location, making sure he would stand there. Then you used the telescope...

"Speaking of which, the most important evidence is the surveillance camera connected to your computer in your room. It captured you removing the piano wires across the street. Just open it and you'll see."

"... "

After hearing the last sentence, Nakayama Hidemasa completely lost the desire to defend himself.

"You're right, I did kill Fujii. I never thought there would be such a brilliant detective like you in the world. You saw through the truth with just one glance. Even if Sherlock Holmes were still alive, he wouldn't be any better than you, right?"

"That bastard Fujii was originally in a relationship with my sister, but after he met the entrepreneur's daughter, he simply dumped my sister."

"Because of that, my sister quietly left the company and died unexpectedly..."

Bai Mu shook his head slightly and sighed:

"It's not your fault. Ultimately, it's all Conan's fault. If it wasn't Conan who provoked your anger..."

"No, I don't know who Conan is, but you're wrong. This is my own opinion. I hate Fujii to the core, and all I want is to kill him and avenge my sister."

"Then why today? It's exactly when we passed by the alley. If it was an hour earlier or later, maybe you could get away with it."

"This... is just a coincidence."

"One coincidence, two coincidences, three, four, it's inevitable. What a pity, if you hadn't done it yourself and introduced Conan to Fujii, he would definitely have died for other reasons."

"... "

Nakayama Hidemasa was completely confused and did not understand what the other party meant until he was taken away by the police.

Even after the police walked away, Conan still clenched his fists and looked furious.

This bastard! You think I'm the plague god, right?

He has such excellent reasoning ability and may be smarter than me, but he still believes in things that have no scientific basis.

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but rush over and hugged Baimu's thighs tightly.

"God of Plague, right? God of Death, right? I want to see if you will die. If I were the God of Plague, you would be the first to die!"

"... "

Bai Mu was speechless. He looked at the little thing on his legs and said unhappily:

"It's a pity that I don't have anyone I dislike, otherwise I would definitely take you to visit their homes."

"You're still saying that! It's just superstition. What god of death? Humph! If such a thing really existed, why are you still alive?"

"There are murders almost every day, and over a hundred people have died. I really want to see how long you can keep your stubbornness."

Bai Mu glanced at him, picked up the phone, and dialed Vermouth:

"Jiamanbao Cleaning Company has pretty good technology, claiming to be the best in the country. Their president, Nakayama Hidemasa, was sent to prison by Conan, so they took the opportunity to acquire them."

"No problem, leave it to me. By the way, how did you get into another murder case?"

Perhaps because there was someone on the other side, Vermouth did not use her own voice, but the voice of middle-aged Fujimine Maku.

"Because Conan is here. If you have someone you dislike, you don't have to do anything. Just invite Conan to sit in their house. At best, one person will die, and at worst, the whole family will die."

"Oh...? Are you sure about this without any scientific basis?"

"I'm 70% sure. According to the data, Conan is a complete plague god. He kills at least one person every two or three days."

"I see. Let me think about how to use Conan better."

asshole!

Conan felt so angry that his teeth were itching. This bastard's words were so irritating.

What the hell is this plague? What detective doesn't have a few cases? Honestly, that's just the nature of detectives.

Or perhaps it was because he was too good a detective that he encountered cases one after another.

Chapter 95: Masumi Sera Looking for Her Mother

'Where is Mom? Is she still alive?'

In the afternoon, Sera Masumi slowly walked out of the school gate.

Ever since her mother, Akai Mary, was captured by the organization in order to cover her retreat two months ago, she has been in a very depressed mood.

After that, my eldest and second brothers took me and kept running away to avoid being hunted down by the organization. They had no time to think about it and no time to look for clues about my mother.

Today, the eldest brother Shuichi Akai has quit the FBI and joined the Asia United Company in exchange for Asia United's protection, and he and his second brother have been able to return to normal life.

But this kind of thing is suspicious no matter how you think about it.

According to her understanding, the organization will never give up easily, even if it faces Asia United Corporation as its opponent.

From what she had observed over the past few days, there was no one around to protect herself, and everything was calm.

The more this happened, the more uneasy she felt.

"The organization has been chasing us, so frantically that they even used helicopter gunships, but now they have stopped moving."

"There are only two possibilities. One is that the organization and the Yalian Company are in cahoots. But that's impossible. Yalian is the largest security company in Asia, with influence in dozens of countries. If the two are really in cahoots, there's no way my family would be able to escape."

"Given the size of the Asian League, we would be killed in an instant. Even passersby on the street might suddenly attack us."

"Secondly, the organization is wary of the Yalian Company, but this also makes little sense. The organization acts with impunity and is unlikely to back down just because of a powerful opponent."

'Unless, there's more to Asia United than imagined, and it's not just what everyone knows on the surface.'

As he was pondering, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

"Sera-san, please wait for us."

"Sera-san, I see you've been alone these past few days. If you have nothing to do, would you like to play in the arcade with us?"

Game room?

Sera Masumi came to his senses and subconsciously turned around to look.

Behind him were four girls from the same class. The one with black hair and brown hair was okay, but the two with pink hair and blue hair were too conspicuous. Even if you were not interested in your classmates, you would have heard of them.

First, their hair color is too conspicuous, and then their personalities. Pink-haired looks like a junior high school student in both height and personality, but he always claims to be 17 years old.

Moreover, he occasionally reveals a very terrifying aura, giving people a feeling that "he must not be provoked."

Her sister, Blue Hair, is always elusive and disappears without a trace, like a ninja who has practiced invisibility.

"Sorry, I'm just not in the mood."

"Well...if Sera-san is in any trouble, we might be able to help." Sonoko said with a smile.

How should I put it? There was a transfer student in our class, but he didn't interact with anyone else. He always sat alone in his seat, looking out the window with a worried look on his face.

Some people say that she must have been dumped by a boy in her previous school, so she cut her hair short and transferred to Teitan High School.

Some people also said that she must be pretending to be cool like a chuunibyou, trying to attract boys' attention.

Although Sonoko would secretly discuss her past with everyone else, she couldn't help but feel a little worried about this.

If this continues, she will definitely be isolated by everyone.

This situation is really delicate. If there is a person in the class who doesn't communicate with anyone, the outside world will definitely say that the whole class is using cold violence against her.