Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

After listening to the conversation between the two, although she didn't quite understand it, she still guessed the general meaning.

Conan's magic power seemed to be abnormal. As long as there were ghosts around, it would increase abnormally! And she just happened to know some information related to ghosts.

Seeing that the two people's attention shifted to her, Xiaolan took out a newspaper from the table beside her and pointed to a piece of news:

"If you're looking for ghosts, you should be able to find them here!"

I saw the news headline clearly written in large letters: "Medieval Armor Haunted at Rice Museum".

"Well, Maori-san, we're not looking for ghosts, nor are we looking for fake news like school legends. What we're looking for is..."

Before Hongzi could finish her words, Conan interrupted her:

"It's okay, Xiaolan, your suggestion is very valuable, let's just go here!"

Then, Hongzi discovered with horror that the death energy that had been calmly wrapped around Conan suddenly rioted when he said this. Then, a large amount of death energy broke out of his body, passed through the wall, and rushed towards the distance.

"???"

Looking at Conan who was calm and Ran who was both scared and excited, Hongzi felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

Had I been too hasty in agreeing to Xiaolan's request? Should I not have agreed to teach her magic?

Why does she always feel that Xiaolan's aura, which was originally full of security, now gives her a sense of terror?

She always felt that if she brought Xiaolan and Conan to her home at the same time, her villa might have to say goodbye to her forever!

"It must be an illusion. After all, what's on Xiaolan is luck. How could it possibly affect death?"

Putting the weird thoughts in her mind behind her, Hongzi nodded and accepted Xiaolan's invitation.

Since Conan said so, and since the death energy in him has begun to act, there is nothing to worry about. The most important thing is to follow him and see what exactly is wrong with Conan.

......

"Sister Xiaolan? What are you doing..."

Just as they were about to leave, the door upstairs suddenly opened. Xiao Ai seemed to have heard some noise outside. She cautiously stuck her head out and looked at the people who were about to go out. She asked curiously.

However, knowing that she had heard the entire conversation between them, Conan's eyes changed subtly when he looked at Ai. Good boy, what about him? Ai is the one who is the best at acting cute!

"Ah, Ai-chan, well, me, Miss Hongzi, and Conan are planning to go to the art museum. Do you want to come with us?"

"May I?"

After hearing Xiaolan's invitation, Xiaoai pretended to be excited, blinking her eyes, and the light in her eyes was almost overflowing.

"Of course, where's Dad?"

Xiaolan looked around and thought that since she was going to take everyone with her, she might as well take her father with her. However, after looking around, she did not find Maori Kogoro.

"As for my uncle, he had left the office when I came out. I don't know what he was doing."

"Is that so? Then forget about him, let's go by ourselves! Ai can come too."

Ran nodded slightly when she heard Ai say this. Daddy is an adult anyway, so there's no need to worry about him getting into trouble. She wanted to take him to the art museum, but since he was already out, forget it.

"Good~"

Xiao Ai said this with a cute face. As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Hongzi.

"This guy is the one who used magic to trick Conan, right? I'll expose your identity as a liar!"

"?"

Hongzi noticed Ai's look and slowly asked, "What's going on? I don't think I've offended this kid!"

Thinking of this, she nodded at Xiao Ai and said nothing else.

To be honest, she initially wanted to expose the fact that Conan and Ai's soul age did not match their apparent age.

However, after Xiaolan's hint, she knew that Conan was actually Kudo Shinichi, and knew that Xiaolan actually knew Conan's true identity. This led her subconsciously to think that Xiaolan also knew the true situation of Ai.

Therefore, after thinking for a moment, she gave up the idea of ​​telling Xiaolan about Xiaoai's situation.

To be honest, let alone Ai, if Conan knew what Hongzi was thinking before, he would probably break out in a cold sweat!

He didn't tell Xiaolan about Ai's situation. If Hongzi really told others about Ai's situation, with his own real case as an example, Xiaolan would probably be able to guess that Ai's situation is the same as his!

At that time, once Xiaolan recalls the intimate actions between her and Xiaoai, especially many of which were instigated by her, she might really have to face the terrifying Shura field!

Fortunately, because of what Xiaolan said before, Hongzi gave up this idea on her own initiative, and Conan's life was temporarily safe.

......

"Huh, it's finally here."

After a while, looking at the Rice Flower Museum in front of her, Hongzi finally breathed a sigh of relief. God knows how she got here! A gaze of death, a gaze of scrutiny, and a gaze of admiration!

She's endured so much hardship along the way! What on earth do you all want to do? If you have something to say, just say it directly. Why are you staring at her all the time?

She knew she was beautiful, but the look in her eyes was not one of admiration!

However, although Hongzi was full of resentment in her heart, she didn't dare to say anything. She was afraid that if she questioned Conan, the strong deathly aura on his body would cause trouble for her!

Therefore, when she saw the Beika Art Museum appear in front of her and felt the eyes of several people moving away from her, Hongzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, looking at the art gallery in front of her that was extremely dim under the magical vision, Hongzi suddenly had a bad premonition. For some reason, she always felt that there seemed to be something else hidden in this art gallery.

"Miss Hongzi? Miss Hongzi? Are you okay?"

At this moment, Xiaolan's voice rang in her ears. Hongzi came back to her senses, a little dazed:

"Huh? Oh, I'm fine. But this art museum... I have a bad feeling about it."

"Really? Is there really a ghost here?"

"I don't know about that."

Looking at the frightened Xiaolan, Hongzi smiled. There was no way, Xiaolan and Qingzi were too similar! Seeing these expressions that rarely appeared on Qingzi, she couldn't help herself.

"Sure enough, I should take some pictures!"

At this moment, Hongzi once again felt regretful.