Chapter 227: Shirley who blew up her vest
Since getting smaller, Conan has been very good at gags and simply fooled the past.
Although he felt that Mao Lilan did not dispel his doubts, and his doubts became bigger, he had no better way but to put away his complicated thoughts, pretend to be a child, and move towards Gray Yuan, who was also the size of a child.
Fortunately, it was already evening, and there was another banquet tomorrow, and everyone was busy.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, like a little tail, followed Nansi to help this and that, it is estimated that she has never been so concerned about Suzuki's own banquet.
It wasn't until the next morning that Nan Si had taken care of everything and cleaned up the two little tails that followed her.
The dress for the Maoliran banquet was set in advance, and it looked like a sister dress with Nansi, which was as good as the Suzuki family.
It was precisely because he had to change his clothes that Mao Liran was embarrassed to stare at Kudo Shinichi again.
can only let him go and chat with the little girl Gray Yuanai.
Maolilan's eyes were dark, and her knuckles clicked:
"Conan, you want to be good! Good! Shine! Look at! Children~"
Conan broke out in a cold sweat: "Really, really, Sister Xiaolan, I know."
After saying that, under the gaze of Maori Lan Yusen, Conan pretended to be a child and ran wildly into the distance.
Leaving Maorilan's sight, Conan breathed a sigh of relief.
Gray Yuan looked funny, looked left and right, and found that the people who usually supervised them were standing by the wall, and they didn't mean to come over to supervise closely.
In this case, it is a rare opportunity.
Gray Yuan's eyes flashed, and with the standard smile taught by the etiquette teacher, he said to Conan:
"Conan...... I'm not wrong, am I?
"Sit over there? Perhaps, we can have a good talk!"
Gray Yuan's eyes are cold, like a villain in a movie.
Conan had a look on his face, what could he talk about with this little kid who had nothing to do and loved acting?
However, due to Mao Lilan's suspicious gaze and the vest he was about to drop, he finally decided to go to the balcony with this little ghost.
The balcony here has a nice view, you can't get the sun, and you can see the continuous green woods.
Conan drank his drink and felt the gentle breeze blowing slowly, and his heavy mood was much more comfortable.
Gray Yuan Wai showed a strange smile:
"Looks like you're doing well, detective."
Conan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and just wanted to say a few polite sentences, when he heard Gray Yuan Wai word by word, and said coldly:
"Work! Rattan! New! One!"
Conan!!
He almost choked himself to death with a sip of drink, and hurriedly scratched his head and pretended to be stupid:
"What are you talking about, how can I be the new brother?"
Gray Yuan Wai drank his drink leisurely, his eyes were condescending, like a hunter looking at the prey that was about to arrive:
"APTX4869, do you know what that name is?"
Hearing the familiar name of the drug, Conan's face changed dramatically.
But what Maorilan had told him, and the script he had hastily glanced at, suspected that the imp was reading the lines, rather than knowing something terrible.
Conan said with a relaxed look:
"I remember, this is the medicine in Brother Shirakawa's script, the magic drug that your character brought out when he defected from the organization."
Defected......
Miracle Drug......
Gray Yuan lamented the good mood of the guinea pig, disappeared for most of the time, and said quietly:
"That's the name of the medicine you take.
"I can't be mistakenly wrong about this medicine, because this is a drug that the organization ordered me to study personally."
Conan's face changed drastically, and he was dying:
"Organization? Study? What can you do as a child?"
Gray Plains Wai showed a gloomy villain's smile:
"I'm on that medicine just like you.
"Under the occasional action of the cell self-destruction program, all the cells outside the nervous tissue, such as bones, muscles, internal organs, and even hair, degenerate into a state of growth.
"This is a mysterious poison~"
In Conan's frightened expression, Gray Yuan tilted his head, like a little sister who has been on the road all year round:
"Shirley, my code name."
"What!"
Conan scrambled to his feet, attracting everyone's attention.
A woman dressed in a high-end maid's costume walked over, and after saluting, asked gently:
"Master Edogawa, do you need any help?"
Gray Yuan Wai returned to his usual cold appearance, and said lightly:
"No, just scared by the story I told."
The woman frowned slightly, and gently comforted Conan:
"Don't be afraid of the little master, the stories are all lies."
Then with the same smile, but there was a little more irrefutable taste in his tone, and he said to Gray Yuan:
"Miss Graybara, your dress needs to be rearranged, please come with me."
Gray Plains, who had just finished intimidating the guinea pigs: ......
She didn't try to refuse, put down the cup, and expertly walked towards her room.
When leaving, I didn't forget to tease Conan at the end:
"It seems that now is not the time to chat, when the banquet is over, let's have a good chat."
"Wait!"
Conan, who was still in the midst of the shock that the organization cadres were by my side, came back to his senses and raised his legs to catch up.
was stopped by a woman:
"Little master, Miss Gray Yuan needs to change her clothes, and I'll come over to chat with you later."
Conan looked at the gray plain mourning who disappeared around the corner, and the man in black who came to him, and reluctantly gave up the chase.
Of course, the main thing is that he saw an unusually familiar guy - the black-clad bodyguard Thirty-two.
Conan sat back in his seat depressed and began to think about the reason why Shirley blew herself up.
I didn't expect the organization to install people next to Shirakawa Xing!
Talk after the banquet?
Conan couldn't help but get nervous as he recalled the assignment Bailey's had given him.
This guy is ready to spoil the party? What does she want to do?
Considering the consistent style of doing things of the organization heard during his time at the base, a drop of cold sweat flowed from the corner of Conan's forehead.
They're not going to blow it up, are they?
So many people, if there is an explosion......
Conan's breath began to rapid, and he began to think frantically about how to remind Shirakawa's bodyguards to check the venue.
Thirty-two gently patted Conan's shoulder and said coldly:
"Little Master, your friend has arrived, and the Young Master has prepared a chocolate tasting event for you, let's go and have a look!"
Conan looked back at him, and a small illusory light bulb popped out of his head:
"Uncle bodyguard, are you responsible for the security of today's banquet?"
Hearing this, Thirty-Two glanced at the other black-clothed men standing in various positions of the villa, and the killing intent instantly became much stronger:
"No, it's not. This time the banquet is safe and complicated by the boss's team of bodyguards.
"The boss said that this banquet is about the face of the Shirakawa family, and the young master can't be messed around."
Conan was thoughtful, no wonder Bailey wanted to ruin this banquet, it turned out to be set up by Shirakawa Night.
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