It seems things haven't gotten much better!

As the heir to a fifth-order Shinigami, Shinichi Kudo is not only a walking Shinigami, but also an unstable bomb!

The key is that they still have to flatter them!

Belongs to——

I have another dad!

no way.

The various factions had no choice but to do everything in their power to find and protect Shinichi Kudo, who had become Conan Edogawa.

But what no outside force could have predicted was that he would actually run onto the wheel of evil himself!

Right after they gave the order.

It flickered a few times in front of me.

The characters that had just disappeared reappeared.

Again? !

Damn it!

This is really making things difficult for everyone!

Bai Ze: Mmmmm, I won't let you guys have it easy!

The brewery is about to go bankrupt, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to just post this article!

Despite not understanding the perverse sense of humor of the mastermind behind the scenes, the clerks continued to diligently pick up their pens and turn on their computers.

The others should go find Shinichi Kudo's dispatched personnel, and those who need to maintain order should maintain order.

......

On [Date], what was the weather like?

I drank some cheap liquor today.

【vomit!】

Get out of here, you cheap liquor!

It's hard not to think of the distillery here.

The Black Organization, also known as the Raven Legion, or the Distillery.

[A ruthless mafia organization, whose ultimate goal is the research of an elixir of immortality?]

[You've got some skills, winery!]

"Yes! Get out of here, you inferior liquor!"

Boycott substandard alcohol!

"...Does nobody care that an eight-year-old child is drinking alcohol?"

According to the date in the diary, the author was eight years old when he wrote this entry.

He has a very high mental age, but his physical age is quite young.

"it's common!"

"I could chug straight from a bottle when I was seven!"

"I'll be fine when I'm five!"

"Damn! The person upstairs might as well just say they were born drinking alcohol!"

"Uh, that's me. My father used to give me strong liquor with a knife and fork right after I was born."

"How could you... Oh, you're Russian!"

"So you're Russian, no wonder."

The reply immediately indicated that they understood.

Russians are a fighting nation that drinks from a young age and can fight bears with their bare hands, that's normal!

The Russians chorused: "That's a stereotype!" (While cutting off the bottle neck, they drank with their domesticated brown bear.)

"An elixir of immortality? Can it really be developed through scientific research?"

"What are you thinking! Even if you could research it, you'd need top-tier scientists and Mani (a term used to describe highly skilled individuals), and that's just the bare minimum! Forget billions or trillions, even more money might not guarantee a finished product! And you want immortality?"

"It's possible, but the success rate is too low. To be honest, it's not worth it."

"If you ask me, we're lucky to be born in such a great era! Doesn't the Death and Resurrection event give us a chance?"

"Hiss! What if someone got hold of the elixir of immortality and gave it to the most professional team to research? Wouldn't we all be immortal in a few decades?!"

"Wow! Spread the word quickly and see if any big shots can do this!"

...

"Hmph! Of course!"

Karasuma Renya laughed smugly.

He's managed this for half his life, so of course the Raven Legion is formidable!

It's worth it to receive such high praise from that expert!

The old man sighed.

"Sir, please board the helicopter!"

A cold voice came from beside me.

Karasuma Renya's face stiffened.

Boarding the plane?

I think it's time to go to the execution ground!

The elderly man scanned his surroundings but found no informants.

The person in charge of escorting him sneered:

"Master, preserve your last shred of dignity, and perhaps the Karasuma family will still be able to collect your body."

"You! Butler, I really underestimated you!"

The centenarian was so angry that he was trembling all over, making people wonder if he would just pass out.

finally.

Karasuma Renya's strong will to live brought him back to his senses.

... ..... ...

He snorted coldly and boarded the helicopter heading to the Imperial Pillar Tower.

...

Immortality? Humanity has always pursued immortality, attempting to evolve into a higher form of life.

But I don't think it's necessary.

Human beings, it is precisely because their lives are short, that they radiate unparalleled brilliance!

[Ha, you thought I'd say that?]

[You're overthinking it!]

I'm not some god who transcends the mundane.

The pursuit of immortality is a human choice, and entirely feasible, but I have always disliked the way humanity abandons all dignity and principles in its pursuit of longevity.

[Live a good life, die, become a ghost, and be reincarnated again. Isn't that almost the same as immortality? It's just an amnesiac version of immortality, nothing serious.]

"This... I inexplicably feel a strange wind from Versailles slapping my face."

"Old Versailles, haven't you gotten used to the author's style yet?"

"The problem is that he's not exactly Versailles. The great master is telling the truth, as honest as can be. It's just that we're not, so it looks like Versailles."

"I second that. Immortality and resurrection are things we can only dream of, but they're just the daily routine of the great gods. We'll get used to it."

"Waaaaah... I'm so envious!"

...

"It is precisely because human life is short that it shines with unparalleled brilliance—this statement is absolutely true!"

Izaya Orihara gave it a thumbs up!

But after reading what followed, I couldn't laugh anymore.

The god of unconventional things?

Does this mean he has too high standards?

The intelligence broker was momentarily embarrassed:

"Ah, as expected of a god... completely different from humans."

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