I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Chapter 298 The World of Detective Conan 24

"Conan, you're here too. What happened?"

Xia Youjie discovers that the source of the argument is their "neighbor" next to their camp, and then he sees Conan Edogawa watching the drama unfold.

"Natsuyou, you're here. You were woken up by the noise too, weren't you?" Conan said knowingly when he saw Natsuyou Jie.

After all, he was also woken up by the noise. At first, when he heard the screams, he thought there had been a murder, but fortunately it was a false alarm.

"Well, what happened?"

Xia Youjie looked curiously at the crowd gathered around him, but his height prevented him from seeing what was happening inside.

"Let me tell you... Anyway, that's basically it... and that's roughly how it is."

After Conan finished speaking, he couldn't help but shake his head. If Mr. A hadn't fallen into a coma for some unknown reason last night, Mr. C would be a corpse right now.

"Huh? No way, you can do that?"

Xia Youjie looked at Conan with a blank expression. Was he just too inexperienced?

What does it mean when A and C work at the same company, C gets promoted but A doesn't, and A feels that he should be promoted, so he wants to kill C and take the position?

No? Isn't Mr. A's motive for murder a bit too casual?

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, recalling the murder cases he had encountered since coming to this world, and realized that the murderers' reasons for killing seemed quite casual, so was this a characteristic of this world?

"Well... that's it. Although Mr. C wasn't injured, we can't pretend nothing happened. Their relationship is over."

Conan also thought Mr. A's idea was bizarre. Who gets promoted is decided by the company. Even if he killed Mr. C, the company might not necessarily promote him.

Besides, if he really killed Mr. C, he would be a murderer and would definitely be arrested.

"I'll go back and see if Wuxing has woken up yet."

After saying goodbye to Conan, Xia Youjie turned and walked back. He had no interest in staying there to listen to people arguing.

He was quite certain that if it hadn't been for Wu last night, everyone would have found Mr. C's body this morning.

"Wu, you're awake."

When Xia Youjie returned to the tent, he saw that Wutiao Wu was already up, but he didn't look well, probably because he had been woken up.

"Ah."

Gojo Satoru exuded a low-pressure aura, as if he was about to rush out and slap each of the noisy people outside.

"Ahem... I just brought back two ham sandwiches, made by Mr. Amuro. Would you like some?"

Xia Youjie sensed something was wrong and quickly changed the subject. This was something Conan had casually given him when he came back.

"Eat." Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, but finally reached out his little hand to Natsumi Yuuki.

Xia Youjie instantly smiled with relief. Great! He had successfully prevented a shocking incident from happening: a seven-year-old child beating up a group of adults due to morning grumpiness.

For various unpleasant reasons, Gojo Satoru and his group's camping trip came to an end soon.

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In a quiet room, Gin stood in the center of the room and bowed to the person sitting in the shadows in front of him.

There was another person next to him, Rum, the second-in-command of the Black Organization.

"Gin, you're back just in time. I have something for you and Rum to do together."

A hoarse voice rang out; it was Karasuma Renya, who had been hiding in the shadows, who spoke.

"Find the person in the photo. Once you find them, do not act rashly. Report the situation to me immediately."

Karasuma Renya placed several photos on the table, his calm tone making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"Yes, boss," Gin and Rum said in unison.

"Alright, you may leave now." Karasuma Renya waved his hand, dismissing the two.

"Yes, boss." Gin and Rum left the room together.

"Gin, your injury is healing pretty quickly. It seems your injury wasn't as serious as you said."

Rum looked at Gin with a forced smile. This guy had been trying to sow discord between the boss and the boss as soon as he got back. Well done.

He saw that Gin was lively and energetic, which didn't seem as serious as the intelligence report had said.

"Ha! What does my injury have to do with you? Instead of wasting time talking, why don't you go back and check if there are any rats under your command?"

Gin sneered and said without any politeness, then took a photo and turned to leave. He had no interest in arguing with Rum.

"you……"

Rum's face darkened instantly as he watched Gin's retreating figure. Gin was such an eyesore; why didn't he just die in the last mission?

After leaving the secret base, Gin's brows furrowed involuntarily. He glanced at the photo in his hand again, his expression becoming inscrutable.