"Alas~" Holding Masami Hirota, it took a lot of effort to move her to the back seat of the car, Kishida frowned and looked at the blood stained on his body, and then looked at Masami Hirota, who was soaked in blood, and sighed.

With so much blood flowing, won't there be death? Kishida put his hand under Masami Hirota's straight nose, he was indeed breathless, and he was motionless under his body, so he could only say that the props were indeed magical.

Gently closing the door of the back seat and sitting in the driver's seat, Kishida drove away slowly. As for Conan, he can only wait until the police find him, or when the effect of the drug has passed, he will naturally wake up.

"Well, I remember driving more than ten kilometers to the right, there seems to be an unmonitored tunnel, go there and change the car back!" Kishida recalled in his mind the route he had taken while wandering around today and turned the steering wheel.

"Hmm" The car drove for less than ten minutes, and as soon as he entered the slightly dim tunnel, Kishida heard a noise in the back seat. He quickly parked the car in the rightmost lane, then turned on the lights on the car and looked back.

"Dangchang" suddenly made a sound in the car, and Kishida was startled with his mouth wide open, he saw something suddenly pop out of Masami Hirota's chest who was lying in the back seat, hit the roof of the car, and then fell down again. He looked at it and was shocked to find that it was a bullet.

"Hmm, it hurts, where is this?" Shortly after the bullet popped up. Under the light on the roof of the car, Masami Hirota, who was pale and faced, opened her eyes in a daze, and found an orange light shining on her.

"You're dead, this is hell!" At this time, Masami Hirota heard a hoarse voice and said.

"Really? Sure enough, people like me should go to hell when they die! Masami Hirota murmured in a mournful voice.

"Hahaha, laugh at me, senior sister, do you really believe that there is such a thing as hell! Well, maybe there is..."Kishida laughed out loud, not hoarse. But as soon as the words came out, I remembered that since I had crossed over, there was still such a thing as the system. So what kind of science do you talk about, what you want to talk about here is also to talk about "Kexue".

"Are you!? Junior brother!? Masami Hirota, who was lying in the back seat, turned her head with difficulty and found that there was a strange person in black sitting in the driver's seat, and she was also wearing sunglasses, and her already pale face was even paler with fright. However, within a few seconds, she felt that something was wrong, this familiar voice, and this specific "senior sister" title, reminded her of Yuichi Kishida, who only gave her a "protective charm" yesterday.

"It's me! What do you think? The talisman I gave you really works! Kishida nodded.

“...... You're also a member of the Black Order!? Masami Hirota looked at Kishida with a complicated expression, she endured the pain, supported her body, and looked at Kishida with vigilance.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Kishida denied the triple. And, senior sister, shouldn't you be concerned about why you're still alive now?

"Then why are you dressed like this?" Masami Hirota asked, but she was still relieved, and her eyes were no longer guarded.

"I don't want to get into more trouble! Only then will Conan think that someone from the brewery took your body away, after all, you are also a robber who robbed 1 billion yen. Kishida explained.

"Distillery?" Masami Hirota wondered.

"It's the black-clad organization you've been talking about, because their code names are all kinds of alcohol names, so I think it's appropriate to call it a winery. Tsk, as a member of the organization, you don't even know this, how bad it is! ”

"Heh, the people of the organization have always been very secretive, and I am only a peripheral person, so I am not qualified to know this. But why do you know so well? Masami Hirota asked curiously.

"It's a secret, senior sister!" Kishida smiled with a curled smile.

"Alright! Oh yes, this one is back for you! Since Kishida didn't want to say it, Masami Hirota was also very knowledgeable, and then she suddenly remembered something, weakly raised her left hand, untied the "protective charm" on her wrist, and handed it to Kishida.

"I think I survived, and this 'talisman' should also be credited, right? I don't know how you saved me, but since this thing is so effective, it must be really valuable and important to you, right? Masami Hirota looked at the stunned Kishida and didn't take it, and explained with a smile on her pale face.

Kishida gave her a wonderful look, showed a sincere smile, and then took back the "plaque of fake death".

"Did you really take it?" At this time, a hint of ridicule flashed in the corner of Masami Hirota's eyes, but her tone was surprised.

"What? Reluctant? Kishida raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"No, of course not, it's just that I didn't expect you, junior brother, to be ......" Masami Hirota waved her hand and denied. Halfway through his words, his hands couldn't help but cover his mouth, and his body trembled slightly.

？？？ Kishida looked at Masami Hirota, who was obviously holding back laughter, with a puzzled expression, is there anything funny? Staying alive is the most important thing, everything else is empty, senior sister!

"Doot toot!" At this time, Kishida heard the car horn, and he turned his head to look through the rearview mirror, only to find that the driver who honked the horn was on the road to his left.

The driver drove the van, rolled down the glass of the right window, and shouted at Kishida's car, "Hey, what the hell, the car doesn't turn on the warning lights when it breaks!" Did you know that this is dangerous!? Lao Tzu almost hit you! ***”

"......" Kishida was speechless, seeing that this person still wanted to continue to abuse, he shook off the glass, and looked at the driver coldly with a face wearing sunglasses, wanting to learn the story of Gin scaring away the old driver on the road at a glance.

Well, the method was successful, and the driver's face changed.

"Made, you wear sunglasses in the dimly lit tunnels, you insane, aren't you? Forget it, I can't afford to mess with the guy who wants to die!! The driver snorted, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Hahahaha~~" At this time, even Masami Hirota couldn't help but laugh out loud unladylikely. Her mood was really relaxed at this moment.

“......... Sister Yamei, don't you hurt? Kishida rolled his eyes.

"Well, a little!" Masami Hirota stopped laughing, frowned with a pale face, and bit her lip.

"Then you're still laughing! Forget it, do you have anywhere else to go now? Kishida asked helplessly.

"Well, they must know all about the place I rented, but I have a 'safe house', I wonder if they found out?" Masami Hirota thought for a moment, and said a little weakly.

"Alas, then forget it, you can stay in my empty villa for a few days, and then make plans when you recover from your injuries!" Kishida thought about it and said helplessly.

"This.... All right! I'm sorry for you, junior! Masami Hirota hesitated for a moment and nodded.