People are in Conan, but the Shura field

People are in Conan, but the Shura field

I Smile at the Sun

Summary:

My name is Chen Nuo. I accidentally traveled to the Conan world and became a peripheral member of the winery. Gin is my boss. He always assigns me some difficult tasks, and then looks at me who came back alive with a regretful expression. I think he might be training me? .My family has a dojo, but there is no apprentice. Neighbors say that I look a lot like the high school detective Kudo Shinichi, so they often ask me to find cats. I think being a detective might be a good way to disguise my identity. .I also have a girlfriend named Miyano Shiho. She is gentle and beautiful, with a good figure. She likes to eat peanut blueberry jam sandwiches and wear black shallow high heels. She will help me cook and clean the dojo, but will not accept any requests from me as a lover. And she often feeds me some strange medicines, and always looks at me like a little white mouse...

Chapter 1: The Encounter at the Art Museum is a Shura Field

"The murderer is Mr. Kubota!"

Chen Nuo was half asleep and half awake when he heard an old man yelling at the top of his lungs.

The iconic smile of Kogoro Mori - the one with the tongue sticking out - immediately came to his mind.

Next,

Relevant information about this case came to my mind instantly without even having to think.

——Medieval armor that moves.

——The Beige Sword Master, Director Ochiai.

As for childhood trauma or something, it’s long gone.

Maybe it's because he has watched Conan too many times, or maybe his resistance has become stronger as he gets older.

But to be honest, Chen Nuo still missed the self who was so scared by corpses that he didn't dare to go to the toilet at night.

Although I was very timid at that time, I was happy.

Chen Nuo is used to leaving his computer on before going to bed and randomly playing Conan episodes as sleep-inducing music.

This habit may have started when he suffered the beatings of society and realized that he was just an ordinary person.

It was like hearing the voices of Conan's characters, allowing him to temporarily return to his omnipotent childhood self.

When Chen Nuo came to his senses, the plot had already entered the middle and late stages.

Next, it should be Conan who appears to solve the case.

Chen Nuo felt his physical condition and felt a little sleepy, but he barely met the minimum standard for being suitable for working.

Take a deep breath.

Chen Nuo sat up suddenly and squinted his eyes to touch the mobile phone on the bedside.

hiss--

There was a sharp pain in my fingertips.

He looked down and found that the thing in his hand was not a mobile phone.

It was a demon statue.

The statue is as big as a Coke bottle, has a hideous face, and has sharp bone spurs on the top of its outstretched wings.

His finger was scratched by this sharp thorn.

Bleeding immediately began to seep from the shallow wound, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Chen Nuo felt as if he had walked into a slaughterhouse.

Something is wrong!

Chen Nuo reacted immediately. How could such a small amount of bleeding have such a strong smell of blood? Besides, when did I have the spare money to buy this thing?

Where's my phone?!

He felt a little uneasy because he hadn't deleted his browsing history from last night.

But then again, that female Bodhisattva last night was really...

Chen Nuo hurriedly lowered his head to look for his cell phone, but when he looked around he found that the surroundings were no longer the home he was familiar with.

He found himself sitting on the floor of a haunted house that looked like a room escape. The rough stone floor was hard and cold.

The lighting here is dim, and the surroundings are filled with artworks that are full of artistic atmosphere but a little creepy when you look closely.

The life-size statues with hideous faces all around give off an oppressive feeling.

However, at this time the narrow room was crowded with people and the noise dispelled a lot of fear from the environment.

Chen Nuo looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a middle-aged man in a blue suit and a mustache standing in the center, talking. He was surrounded by many people wearing police uniforms like those in Japanese dramas.

Behind the group of people, there was a fat man nailed to the wall with a sword. Blood dripped slowly down his trouser legs and gathered into a small sticky pool of blood at his feet.

In front of the pool of blood, there squatted a child about 7 years old. Just by looking at his back, one could tell that he was smarter than an ordinary person.

The child seemed to be wearing an invisibility cloak and was not stopped by the police even though he was so close to the corpse.

Chen Nuo looked at the familiar scene in front of him and pinched his injured finger hard.

It was like the stinging pain coming from my fingertips when having blood drawn in the hospital.

At the same time, it also verified one thing -

He crossed.

Without giving him much time to react, Chen Nuo saw a uniformed police officer who seemed to have noticed him waking up. He walked over and asked, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Chen Nuo answered subconsciously: "It's okay, just a little dizzy."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the other party was speaking Japanese when communicating with him, and he was also answering in Japanese.

Unfortunately, he just searched his mind and found no memory of this body.

"Officer Megure, the tourist who fainted has woken up." While Chen Nuo was stunned, the police officer had already run over to report.

Inspector Megure: "Is it the tourist who peed his pants because of the corpse? Go ask him if he saw any information."

Scared to the point of peeing your pants?

Chen Nuo's face changed slightly. He pretended to squat down to tie his shoelaces while secretly glancing at his pants.

I found that there were no strange water stains on it, and -

Very big.

The slight uneasiness in Chen Nuo's heart was immediately dispelled.

When people suddenly come to an unfamiliar environment, it will bring a lot of sense of security if they have a skill to rely on.

Even if the use of this skill is not so serious.

"The tourist who wet his pants has been sent to the hospital, and the victim fainted in another exhibition hall," the police explained.

"Oh, then ask too." Inspector Megure seemed to have little interest.

Chen Nuo looked up and saw the fat police officer looking at him from a distance, but the place was very dark and he did not feel any sense of oppression.

But how should I answer the police’s questions?

Or just pretend to have amnesia?

Many people in the online novels he read in his previous life used this trick, so it must be effective.

Chen Nuo was about to stand up after tying his shoelaces when two thin white legs suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

The fair bare feet were wearing a pair of white strappy sandals. The faint blue veins could be seen through the skin on the instep, and the nails were beautifully trimmed.

"Are you hurt? Put this bandage on it first." The girl's soft voice came from above his head.

Chen Nuo looked up.

What caught my eye was a strong light, and in that holy light stood a girl.

The light shone from behind, and her fine hair danced in the beam. Her slender snow-white neck and shoulders were also covered with a hazy halo, and the horn on her head looked like a unicorn.

Chen Nuo suddenly felt as if a goddess had unexpectedly appeared to him while he was praying in the church.

He was debating whether to cast a contract spell or something.

Suddenly his eyes darkened.

Chen Nuo then discovered that the holy beam of light was actually shot by a police officer who was accidentally climbing a ladder to install a temporary searchlight at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

The hair flying in the wind is because someone opened the window in the corridor and the wind was blowing in.

What? I thought I could catch a unicorn.

"Thank you."

Chen Nuo thanked the other party first, then stood up and looked at the kind lady from a different angle.

The girl was wearing a casual sports shirt and super short hot pants, and her two healthy and slender white legs were particularly eye-catching.

When she stood, her back was straight, which showed that she must have received body training similar to ballet since she was a child.

Her bare face still had a childish look, her skin from cheeks to neck was as white and transparent as snow, and her big eyes twinkled, making her look like the heroine in a boys' comic.

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

While dispelling the bloody smell in the room, it also sent the faint scent of shampoo on her body into Chen Nuo's nostrils.

In addition, what caught Chen Nuo's attention was the other person's soft long black hair, which formed a cute horn on the top of his head.

Combined with the information he just saw.

Chen Nuo immediately guessed the identity of the kind girl who took the initiative to help strangers with Band-Aids.

Maorilan.

However, Chen Nuo’s mind is now full of how to explain his identity to the police.

For the moment, I didn't have the time to look at Mao Lilan's white and delicate bare feet, her long hair like a pure black waterfall, and her plump and charming figure under her sweatshirt.

Chen Nuo reached out to take the Band-Aid from her hand.

At this time, the police officer on the ladder at the door finally set up the lights. The searchlight illuminated the scene as bright as day.

Chen Nuo pinched a corner of the Band-Aid and pulled it gently.

Didn't pull.

He looked at Mao Lilan in confusion, but found that the kindness and concern on her face had long disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by an expression of surprise mixed with shock.

Strange, shouldn't this kind of reaction be what Suzuki Sonoko would have when she sees a handsome guy?

Chen Nuo was just wondering when the police officer came over and said, "Sir, could you please tell me what you saw before you fainted?"

"No problem, but I don't seem to remember anything." Chen Nuo pretended to think hard, but in fact he had no memory at all.

Chen Nuo was taken away by the police officer.

When the two passed each other, Xiaolan was still holding the Band-Aid in her hand.

"Shinichi..."

Chen Nuo vaguely heard her say something behind him.

.

Chen Nuo was taken to the corner of the room, and the police briefly questioned him about his previous fainting.

"So, you really don't remember anything?" The young police officer looked at the blank notebook in his hand with an unhappy expression.

"Yes, I think I was probably too tired recently, so I accidentally fainted here." Chen Nuo said, "I really didn't see any strange people."

The young police officer sighed and said, "Okay, but you can't leave this room until the matter is fully investigated."

"Ok."

Chen Nuo was not too worried about this. He knew that the murderer in this case was Director Ochiai. Moreover, with Conan around, the case would probably be solved soon.

"By the way, is this yours?" The young police officer handed over a large travel bag.

Chen Nuo nodded.

Although he didn't recognize this bag, since the other party asked, he probably thought it belonged to the original owner who had left it behind before he fainted.

"Well, check if you've lost anything." The young police officer said, "When we found you, you had been unconscious for a while."