Conan felt that he was unlucky.

Yes, unlucky.

Perhaps since his body became smaller, bad luck has been with him.

At least, that's what he himself thinks.

After getting smaller, it seems that nothing good has happened to me.

The same is true today.

I was going to read a detective novel at home to pass the time, but I was pulled over by a few friends to watch Kamen Superman's performance.

Come on, he's a high school student, at least mentally aged.

Anyway, he's not interested in any kind of Kamen Superman or something.

Or rather, he has not been interested in these things since he was a child, he thinks it is naïve, or it is better to reason.

But in order to behave normally, I had to come over with a smiling face.

Forget it, but there are still a lot of troublesome things.

Those little troubles like mischief, let's not talk about them, it's tiring to talk about.

The biggest trouble is now.

At this moment, they are being targeted by a gang of robbers.

Yes, bandit gangs.

It was a gang of thieves who took advantage of the closure of department stores to carry out robberies, and they often see related news these days.

Conan also paid a little attention.

What I didn't expect was that I would be met by him.

There are quite a few people on the other side, several, and they are the ones who play Kamen Superman in the performance.

It's a capital irony that the person who plays the hero is actually the villain.

"That's why I said don't come to see it!"

Conan complained secretly.

What if the children fail to learn?

But this is not a question he should be concerned about, what he needs to think about is how to escape.

The door was locked, and the telephone line was cut.

There are no more people in the office building opposite, and there are no pedestrians even on the street.

It's not too late, it's a modern city, how can there be no one at night?

Conan didn't think it was reasonable anyway.

Sure enough, after a certain level of bad luck, will even such an unreasonable thing happen?

Conan complained again.

But he had to calm down, because there were still a few small children around.

Originally, they were able to hide, and they waited until the other party left, and then they were safe.

But it was Yuan Tai, a bear child with developed limbs and a simple mind, who caused everyone to be discovered.

Now the other party is all over the building looking for them.

Although it is good to hide at this time, sooner or later it will be found.

Looking at a few scared children, Conan could only sigh secretly.

"Before being found, let's see if there is anything we can use and use it to fight back when the time comes."

That's what he thought.

But in reality, there is no need to do so.

Just when several members of the bandit gang found this floor, Qingming also appeared.

Yes, it's Qingming.

Suddenly, Conan, who was hiding in the shadows, and a few children, witnessed all this.

While a few bad guys were concentrating on searching for them, Qingming appeared behind them.

Even, I saw him very clearly, with a smile on his face.

It's not the kind of laugh that makes me happy, but ......

Disdain? Cruel?

Probably both.

Qingming with such a smile suddenly appeared.

He didn't have the slightest intention of hiding his tracks, and was easily discovered by several bandit gangs.

But it didn't work.

In the blink of an eye, several people were knocked down.

Qingming kung fu is so good?

Conan was amazed at this.

In his opinion, Xiaolan is very powerful.

After all, the presence of a punch that is capable of knocking out shards from a pole.

But even Xiaolan, dealing with several people at the same time, can't be so fast.

He knew that very well.

Silently calculated, it was only a few seconds before and after, and it could be said that one by one.

This is the legendary spike?

Conan couldn't figure it out.

But in my heart, I paid more attention to Qingming.

The skills are so good, but they haven't shown it, and they haven't said it, are they hiding something?

But after thinking about it, he shook his head again.

Powerful people generally don't go around preaching, only those who bluff and fake the tiger will preach how powerful they are all day long.

Thinking so, I was about to get out of my hiding place.

Suddenly, I saw a person behind Qingming again.

It was a woman, with a cruelty-looking smile on her face that was more obvious than Qingming's, and she was pointing at Qingming's back with something.

"Guns!"

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Conan quickly jumped out.

"Be careful......

"Bang!"

As soon as the words were shouted, gunshots rang out.

"Ahh

……

In this world, there is only one Taoist priest in Qingming.

Therefore, where there are spiritual power fluctuations, it can basically be determined that it is caused by his rune paper.

With this, I found this place without any problems.

High up in the building, there are several white letters on the window glass: SOS.

That's a distress signal.

Qingming, who found this, came in directly, and the door was difficult for him.

Along the way, it was not long before several members of the bandit gang were discovered.

Qingming doesn't have any weapons, and he doesn't need any weapons.

Walk directly over and use the fighting techniques that have been passed down through the ages: inserting eyes, killing (eyes) for thousands of years (stabbing) years, flirting with yin legs, and so on.

Very easily, I cleaned up a few people.

This is also because it is necessary to save time, otherwise it is safer to hide in the dark and curse or something.

Qingming is cursed.

Although a Taoist priest learning these seems a little bit not very good.

There are many types of curses, some of which take effect immediately, and some that require certain conditions to trigger.

Some are disposable, some are like viruses that can be passed down from generation to generation, that is, the kind that curses others for generations.

When he first came into contact with these, Qingming refused.

Because of the curse of this kind of thing, if it goes well, it's fine, if it doesn't, it will backfire.

And there are some curses, which are too cumbersome to use.

But to say that, maybe it's because of the talent, or I learned it without missing a beat.

Sometimes, this stuff can be useful.

Curses aren't just for enemies, and the content of curses isn't set in stone.

Sometimes, curses can save themselves.

For example, Qingming, who was aware of the other party's appearance as soon as he appeared, immediately imposed a curse on himself after discovering that the other party had a gun.

"Curse me not to be touched by metal for ten minutes!"

Yes, such a curse.

The curse is placed on oneself, and to be honest, it is not very pleasant.

But in order to deal with the enemy, in order not to dodge, Qingming still used such a curse.

So, the gun went off.

So, it hit.

But it wasn't Qingming who hit, but Conan who jumped out.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the guy screamed and fell to the ground.

It was obviously aimed at Qingming, but the bullet hit him.

I have to say, Conan, unlucky kid.

Qingming didn't pay attention to him, turned around directly, and rushed towards the person who shot him.

Put the person down and knock him unconscious.

Then he walked towards Conan.

Several small children also came out of their hiding places, and they didn't seem to react yet.

When I saw the Qing Dynasty coming over, I came back to my senses.

"Ahh

"Conan!"

"Are you alright?"

“……”

Motota and Mitsuhiko gathered around Conan.

Ayumi just got out of the way and reserved a place for Qingming.

Qingming glanced at her and felt that this little girl seemed to be quite sensible.

But didn't think much about it.

Walked over to Conan, crouched down, and examined it.

Conan was lying on the ground, gasping for air, and his face seemed to be in pain.

At the thigh position, a lot of blood flowed out.

After looking at it carefully, he nodded.

"Don't worry, it's just a scratch."

The inner thigh, if it is a little bit more deviated, it is estimated that Conan will have to go to Thailand.

If that's the case, then it's really a "stroke of genius".

Or is it the work of nature?

Anyway, Qingming looked at Conan's eyes, full of sympathy.

Conan, hapless kid.