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

Chapter 300 The World of Detective Conan 26

"Hehe, we adults might be fine, but you kids will definitely die instantly if you get infected with the virus..."

"Ah...how scary..."

"Please shut up, what you're saying will frighten the children."

Ran Mouri looked at Takamichi Fujioka with a serious expression. What he said to the children was really too much.

Gojo Satoru heard Ran Mouri's words from afar and followed her gaze to see Takamichi Fujioka looking embarrassed.

Hmm... this guy doesn't look like a good person. I'll have Vodka put a sack over his head and beat him up later.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Seeing the unfriendly looks from everyone present, Fujioka Takamichi wisely apologized and then hurriedly left.

"Conan, you're here! The scenery here is so beautiful, come and see for yourselves!"

The Junior Detective League members' eyes lit up when they saw Conan and his two companions, and they instantly forgot about Takamichi Fujioka's frightening words.

Ai Haibara breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see Saburo Uozuka next to Satoru Gojo.

That guy is definitely one of the organization's people. He exudes the dark aura unique to members of the organization from the inside out. She would never mistake him for someone else.

She had no idea that Gojo Satoru and his group would also be coming; if she had known, she would never have boarded this spaceship.

She can only try to avoid contact with Saburo Uozuka and play the role of a proper child.

Otherwise, if her true identity were accidentally exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

That Edogawa guy is really something, why didn't he tell her that Gojo Satoru was here?

Didn't she tell him that Uozuka Saburo was problematic? Does he realize how serious the situation is? If their identities are exposed, they'll all be doomed!

Thinking of this, Ai Haibara couldn't help but glare at Conan. Who was he on?

Conan looked at Ai Haibara with a puzzled expression. What's wrong now? Why is Haibara so angry?

Ignoring Conan and Ai Haibara's little antics, Gojo Satoru pulled Natsuyuki along and seamlessly blended into the Junior Detective League.

The Junior Detective Club members are all very nice-talking and provide excellent emotional support. He and Jay are now members of the Detective Club as well.

(Osamu, lost in the Junior Detective League's repeated praise of Gojo-kun's amazing skills, Gojo-kun's awesomeness, has left the aloof Shinji only with a facade of coolness.)

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Gojo Satoru went to the Sky Observatory alone. Xia Youjie and the others went to the restaurant for dinner, and he wandered around with nothing to do.

"Mr. Fujioka, let's go for a smoke together."

Vodka, being a good friend, put his hand on Fujioka Takamichi's shoulder and pulled him away from the restaurant without giving him a chance to refuse.

"Wait... Mr. Uozuka... I don't want to right now..."

As Fujioka Takamichi's voice faded away, Conan looked at the two figures with a hint of doubt on his face. When did these two become so close?

"Conan, what are you looking at?"

Xia Youjie noticed Conan's actions. Of course, he knew what Vodka was doing. He had been watching from the side when Wu asked Vodka to put the sack on Fujioka Takamichi.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious about when Mr. Uozuka and Mr. Fujioka became such good friends."

Although Conan said this, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, could this Fujioka Takamichi have some connection with the Black Organization?

boom! boom! boom!

"Stop...stop it!"

Crackling!

"Help...help me..."

Click!

"Ahhh..."

boom!

Vodka calmly withdrew his foot from Fujioka Takamichi's face, who had already fallen unconscious.

Uh… he swore he didn’t slap Fujioka on purpose, so the footprint on his face was just a coincidence, yes, a coincidence!

Fujioka Takamichi: "..." I'll fucking bastard you! You actually ambushed me! You just wait, let's fight one-on-one if you dare!

Vodka looked around, dragged the unconscious Takamichi Fujioka to an empty room, and locked him inside.

The little ancestor said that this guy even scares children, so he's obviously not a good person. He should teach Fujioka Takamichi a lesson he'll never forget.