"Sure enough, was it returned?"

In Tokyo, Japan, in a cheap rental house, Xia Qiu looked at the original comics in his hand. Although he had long expected that the comic would not be favored by any editor, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But it's a pity that among the dozens of submissions, none of the comic clubs have taken a fancy to this work.

But it's no wonder, because this comic is not a very amazing work, but it has a well-known name - Little Tadpole Looking for Mother.

Yes, you read that right, it's the little tadpole looking for its mother. In the world where Xia Qiu lived in his previous life, it is a short animated story that children are familiar with.

Now, this story is perfectly presented in this world by Xia Qiu in the form of a comic. But to be honest, if there is a choice, Xia Qiu will definitely not choose Little Tadpole to find his mother to submit this work.

All of this is because of the system.

That's right, he crossed over and was bound to a large comic system, which displays a variety of comic works.

In this, there are not only Dragon Ball, Doraemon, Fire Hidden Ninja, etc., which were originally comics, but also comics adapted from various novels, films and television in previous lives, such as Qin Shi Mingyue, Hulu Baby, Rainbow Cat Blue Rabbit and so on.

According to the information given by the system, there is nothing in this world that cannot be expressed in comics. Therefore, whether it is a novel or a film or television in a previous life, no matter what, it can be expressed in the form of comics.

However, the comics in these systems are in a silent gray state that is not unlocked, and the only color in them is the tadpole looking for its mother.

As long as it is known and recognized, you will get comic points for related works, and at the same time open a shop related to that comic, so as to exchange for various skills and items in it, which can be used to strengthen yourself.

Conversely, if there are not enough manga points, the next work will not be unlocked. What's more, there will be no comic points without going through the system.

To put it simply, even if Xia Qiu remembers a comic that was popular in his previous life and publishes it, the system will not only not recognize it, but will also delete that comic from the system space.

It can be said that this whole process is like building a house, it is a progressive relationship, if there is no foundation, even the floor cannot be built.

Otherwise, with his pinnacle of drawing skills for comics, even if he doesn't remember every detail of those comics in his previous life, Xia Qiu can perfectly restore them with those general plots.

"What is going to happen now? Do you sacrifice a manga to gain popularity and status before releasing tadpoles, or do you look for other ways? ”

Xia Qiu thought about it, although he couldn't even afford to eat now, and the rent was about to expire, but the whole person had an extraordinary calmness and composure.

Because he knows very well that in the face of difficulties, it is useless to be anxious!

Crash~

Suddenly, at this moment, a gust of wind rose, and a newspaper flew into the windowsill with a newspaper that came from nowhere. Xia Qiu picked it up and took a look, although there were various reports on it, the most conspicuous thing was the super-large close-up that belonged to the Grim Reaper.

"Shinichi Kudo, Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, savior of the Japanese police ........." Xia Qiu glanced at it, but soon lost interest.

Although he had only recently recovered the memories of his past life, for him who had lived in this world for more than ten years, he was only slightly surprised when he first learned about the Grim Reaper, and it passed quickly after a period of time.

"Huh"

Suddenly, the moment Xia Qiu put down the newspaper, the scene he saw in his eyes changed suddenly. It was a paradise, on the roller coaster, on the headless corpses, blood gushing out like a column of water.

Immediately afterward, the image disappears, and the world he sees returns to its reality.

"It looks like the plot is about to begin, Kudo washing machine, do I want to witness the moment when your fate changes?" Xia Qiu teased in his heart, obviously not surprised by such a sudden situation. Because it's not the first time.

See the future!

This is one of his special abilities, and it can also be said that it is an evolved ability. Being able to see a corner of the future at some point and know something about what's going to happen.

It's just that Xia Qiu can't control this ability as he wants, and he doesn't study it, because of some things, he doesn't want to control it, so he has always let it come and go randomly.

Obviously, Xia Qiu's past is also a person with a story. And the picture he just saw is the classic picture of the first episode of Detective Conan.

Although he can't remember more than a thousand episodes of various plots, he still has an impression of the first few episodes, especially the roller coaster murder in the first episode.

Of course, in addition to this, there is an eye, or pupil, although I don't know which episode it is, but it really scared him when he was a child, and it can be called a childhood nightmare.

Because even now, even if he can't remember the plot at that time, that scene is deeply imprinted in his heart and has never forgotten it.

Now that the plot has begun, although Xia Qiu has the idea of wanting to take a look, it is just a thought.

Because he is not the real son of the god of death, he can wander at will without dying, and he does not have a father with great powers like Kudo Shinichi, not only has a super high IQ, but his connections are all over the world, just like a bug.

Similarly, Mori Kogoro is not simple, Sonoko is the eldest lady of the Suzuki Foundation, Hattori Heiji is the son of a high-ranking official, Dr. Asa is extraordinary in science, and Kidd, the strange thief, is a magic wizard, and his IQ is even more outrageous......

All in all, none of the people who were able to participate in the events of the distillery and surround Conan were simple characters. They all seem to be a few people, but behind each of them, they all have the shadow of their own country.

Looking at Xia Qiu, now he is just a poor man who can't even eat. What qualifies to be a part of it? What's more, he also has an older sister, and being casually involved in various conspiracies of the black-clothed organization will only break him to pieces.

Sometimes, Xia Qiu even suspects that the existence of the distillery is simply a secret contest between the spies of these major countries, otherwise where did so many traitors come from?

But if that's the case, that black or something, it's likely to be just a small boss in it.

"There's a big drama coming on, and I'm here to watch quietly. Since the wind and rain are coming, then I can only work hard, and the silent development of myself is the way to survive. ”

Xia Qiu took a sip of the tea in his cup, preferring Chinese tea to Western-style coffee. Because, this is the taste from home.

As for the plot, whatever, anyway, he's bound to a big comic system, not a detective system. Even if he wants to do something, he won't do it until he has the ability to protect himself.

Besides, the disputes in the world of the Three Kingdoms ended up all under Sima, why is this? Not only because people can endure, but also because people can know how to develop themselves, whether it is soft power or hard power.

Otherwise, even if you have the heart to rebel, you won't have that power. Xia Qiu has already made up his mind, and when there is no boss in this world, he will be the biggest black hand behind the scenes, and then make his due contribution to suppressing the population growth of the small country.

[Ding, the system is repaired by 75%, and the plot module is opened. Change the plot and you'll get everything that exists in this world. 】

Burst......

Hearing this sound, Xia Qiu squirted out a sip of tea just in his mouth, almost choking on himself. As soon as he made up his mind, fate gave him such a stubble, which was to tempt him to resist the black-clothed organization.