Conan World.
Maori Detective Office.
Conan, who was petite, sighed when he looked at Maori Xiaowulang, who was sitting on the chair, with a cheeky face and drunk, and Maolilan, who was helpless to take care of Maori Xiaowulang.
"How long has it been since I became smaller?" Conan thought, then jumped down from his chair. "Sister Lan, I went to visit Dr. Ali!"
However, as soon as he left the door, he heard Maolilan's exclamation coming from behind.
"... What?!" Conan almost subconsciously opened the door, grabbed the anesthetic watch in one hand, and ran into the room seriously. Then, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Maolilan sat on the ground, staring at the sky in disbelief. But Maori Xiaowulang, who was once drunk, now has sharp eyes and tight body, and turns to look out of the window.
Conan could not see the expression of Maori Kogoro who turned his head at the moment, but from his slightly trembling back, he could also see that his mood was not calm at the moment.
But Conan was not surprised.
Even if he could only see a corner of the window, he could clearly see the terrible vision above the sky.
The huge black vortex appears out of nowhere and rotates constantly, as if it is devouring everything. Tiny black light spreads out from the black vortex, infecting more sky little by little
"... Are aliens invading?!" Conan's face turned pale.
But at the next moment, a roar came out. Endless glow is blooming, as if overlapping with black light.
A hundred meter long dreaded green dragon extends its birth shape. His whole body radiates bright luster, spreads out continuously, and is energetic and powerful.
The rosefinch, which was full of hot fire, sent out a sharp cry, which resounded through the sky and the earth. The red and gold flame continued to extend for tens of kilometers, like the wings of fire, covering a small part of the sky. It waved its wings slightly, setting off a terrible heat wave that ordinary people could not imagine.
In Mihuacho and even more widely, people feel that the temperature has risen several degrees out of nowhere.
The white tiger, which is full of terrible golden light, roars on the sky.
The ancient basalt, like a huge mountain, stands on the sky like an eternity.
Too many. Each divine beast is manifesting... Eastern, Western, and each one exudes an extremely horrible aura.
The Heavenly Way version calls for the protection of God, and makes its debut!
"... Is this myth coming?!" Conan murmured. He thought that it would be absurd for him to become old again after he swallowed the strange medicine of the Black Clothes Organization, but he never thought that he could encounter even more strange things.
He never believed in strange powers! After all, if there are gods and ghosts, wouldn't his reasoning and that of countless detectives become a joke?
However, in the face of this horrible scene... even Conan can't say it forcefully at the moment, it's just a mirage.
Suddenly, a black light of terror shot out from the center of the deep vortex... The target location was amazing, here??!!
"Sister Xiaolan, it's dangerous." Conan's pupils contracted, and he rushed to Maolilan's direction without hesitation. But
Maori Kogoro is much faster than Conan. He directly lifted the office desk in the office with one hand and smashed it in front of the window. The strength is not small, just let both sides of the desk deeply inlay into the walls on both sides, instead of glass blocking the window.
At the same time, Maori Xiaowulang grabbed Maolilan's back collar, and his body retreated rapidly. Even in this process, he could catch Conan's head with one hand.
"Ah ah ah, uncle, the head is going to crack, the head is going to crack!!!" Conan uttered a shrill scream.
The black light of terror will quietly erode the desk.
All the figures were filled with small Maori offices.
"It seems that this is..." The old heavenly master glanced around and was confused. Where is this? Can't blame him for not recognizing that this is the Maori office. After the violent demolition of Maori Xiaowulang and the corrosion of black light, this office building directly turned into a semi open building... half of the demolished houses?
"Master, how do I think... people over there look familiar!" Zhang Chulan swallowed hard.
The old Tianshi glanced at him and looked stiff. After shooting around, he seemed to be aware of something. After a short silence, he showed a embarrassed smile, "It seems that it has caused you trouble... Do you want to compensate?"
The old heavenly master took out a bunch of yen from his backpack behind him. But he is a little guilty inside. It seems that adding all the money is not enough
Maori Kogoro: "..."
Maolilan: "..."
Conan: "..."
Yaoshou, these guys who don't know whether they are aliens or who they are are unexpectedly reasonable?!
There was a faint noise outside.
Obviously, the previous black light was too conspicuous and attracted a lot of attention from others. There are even some onlookers who want to see the excitement
"Wait!" Anger suddenly looked at the sky, and his eyelids kept beating. He silently counted, one, two, three, four... too many. He felt that every figure in the sky could rival the name of the Dragon King? Maybe?
The main Anger doesn't have much contact with the Dragon King at present, although it seems that the Black King can wash the surface after reading the latest patches of the Dragon Clan published by the author Jiang... but he really doesn't have much real feelings about it!
Accompanied by the screams of terror, the sacred statues on the sky swept away in all directions.
After a few breaths, they lost sight, leaving only the dark whirlpool sky, still standing cold, hanging high in the sky.
The scene was quiet for a long time.
Maori Xiaowulang suddenly laughed, "What's the old Chinese saying... It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar! Ha ha, I feel honored to have so many friends suddenly."
"Do you drink?" Maori Xiaowulang laughed with a symbolic fork in the waist while pointing his fingers at the door, which was very hidden. Only Maori Lan and Conan behind him could see, "Xiaolan, go to the garage quickly and take out all the wine in Dad's stock!"
"All right, Uncle Maori." Conan showed a childlike smile, held Maolilan's palm tightly, and dragged it towards the door. His heart was heavy, and he had realized what Maori Kogoro was thinking about
Neither Conan nor Maolilan is as pretentious as the TV series, even though Maolilan's journey is very difficult
"... What's the sense of being a villain for no reason?!" Zhang Chulan said with a strange look, "Besides, brothers and sisters, we have strong perception... We can sense your gestures!"
Conan and Maolilan were stiff when they walked out of the gate.
"Sorry, we really mean no harm." Dumbledore said with a wry smile, waving his old wand and chanting the mantra, "... recover as before!"
At this moment, a force of terror was unleashed.
In the Maori family, Conan's horrified eyes seemed like a time reversal. The original broken Maori office was restored at this moment.
Even the desk that was smashed in front of the window by Maori Kogoro and blocked the window was normally put in place.
Except for a bunch of people at home, everything seems to be the same as before.