Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 79 No Way No Way

"Brother Nan! I found...the evidence..." Conan's excited voice became weaker and weaker as he saw the scene in front of him.

Conan fell silent.

Conan felt that he might have traveled through time.

So, while he was looking for evidence, the criminal had already been caught!

"Ah, you're back." Nan Ling leaned against the wall and waved at him.

"What's going on?" Conan pointed at the curator who was handcuffed by Megure, and the expression on his face showed signs of about to collapse.

"You mean that?" Nan Ling replied without any guilt. "I went to talk to him, but I didn't expect that he would suddenly turn himself in."

Conan felt a question mark slowly growing above his head.

"You can convince him to turn himself in..." He said word by word, "Why do you still need me to find evidence?"

He's almost going bald from thinking so much!

"I didn't expect that." Nan Ling answered unconsciously.

Ah, it’s so fun to persecute Conan.

"Okay, okay." Nan Ling rubbed Conan's hair, "Don't think too much, kid."

Conan stared at Nan Ling resentfully for a while.

Who is the kid?

Also, who was the adult who asked the kids to search for evidence while he was just standing there idly by?

How could Nan Ling exploit me so easily?

If Nan Ling heard this question, he would definitely say, "These are all personal experiences."

Yes, he was talking about gin.

Every time, that cautious demon with a suspicious level of 80 would always drag him to do a bunch of extra work without getting tired of it, which made him very annoyed.

There is no overtime pay.

What kind of shady organization is the winery?

Nan Ling looked at the little Japanese police savior beside his legs and decided to hold on to the protagonist's thigh and clear himself as soon as possible.

At least he had to wash it to the point where Conan wouldn't cause trouble for him even if he knew his identity .

Even if he can't clear himself officially, it doesn't matter. The police or public security in this world don't have the ability to cause trouble for him.

Nan Ling felt that even if he successfully infiltrated the Red Team, he would not be able to be a good person, so as long as the final destruction of the winery would not involve him - especially as long as Conan, Akai Shuichi or Furuya Zero did not chase him.

By then, the world is so big, can’t you go wherever you want?

But even though he wants to take advantage of the protagonist's halo now...this does not conflict with persecuting him.

Nan Ling rubbed the little detective's head again.

And Conan was thinking about this question.

The fact that Nan Ling would let me find evidence... if I think about it carefully, it seems very suspicious.

Shouldn't a normal adult be like Uncle Maori and not like to let a child like himself get involved in the case?

Nan Ling seemed to have said nothing about his extraordinary intelligence and his interest in the case.

Could it be that he knows that he is actually an adult?

But when I think about it, his attitude was also normal when he picked me up that day.

Later on, I didn't reveal any clues. Could it be that I simply thought he was very smart?

Although this person looks like a good person, why is he always so mysterious...

"What are you thinking about?" Nan Ling pulled Conan into the crowd, "If a child thinks too much..."

He stretched out his voice.

"You'll be bald, it's scary, you know?"

Conan was a little speechless.

As expected, he is just an unreliable adult.

…

The unreliable adult was sitting on the sofa in his home, staring at the door in a daze.

It seems...something is wrong.

I just came back from the art museum and someone came to see me?

Is he here to look for Qi?

But he should be waiting in the alley behind, why is he waiting at the front door...

Well, he comes with bad intentions.

Could it be that I just got too much of the aura of the god of death from Conan? This made me unlucky too.

Nan Ling touched the gun beside him and decided to try shooting at the door first.

Anyway, you can’t see it, so it won’t hit the vital parts...right?

It seems that there is still this possibility.

If the other person is a newbie who doesn't know the rules, and you shoot him dead just because you are suspicious...it doesn't seem so good either.

He tilted his head and decided it would be better .

Now we should wait and see.

"--boom!"

The door was kicked open, and a group of men in black holding pistols with silencers raised their hands and fired a volley of shots into the house.

Nan Ling turned over and hid behind the sofa as soon as he heard the first slight noise, and immediately heard the sound of a number of bullets being shot into the sofa.

He smacked his lips in pain.

This sofa is quite expensive and he bought it not long ago.

If I had known, I would have fired a few shots at the door.

Idiots who don't value other people's property.

Nan Ling leaned leisurely on the sofa, with no sign of panic on his face.

Come on, who is so stupid as to attack him in his own home - his home turf?

There should be a limit to joking. Do you think this is just a child's game?

Nan Ling took out the remote control that had been in his pocket and pressed a few buttons on it.

He had no interest in personally dealing with this kind of thug who was obviously a small fry.

The colorless and odorless gas quickly filled the entire villa. In less than five seconds, Nan Ling heard the sound of dumplings being frying behind him.

Nan Ling waited a little longer to make sure the medicine had taken full effect.

He then slowly stood up, deftly walked around the corpses on the ground in the dead silent villa, and walked to the basement .

"Ah...it's here..." Nan Ling walked to the innermost part of the basement, fumbled on the wall, successfully found a very tiny bulge, and then pressed down.

Oh, there wouldn't really be anyone stupid enough to attack someone else in their home turf, right? No way? No way? No way?

Do you really think others don't have any cards up their sleeves?

Nan Ling installed humidifiers everywhere in the villa, connecting them in all directions. Is it possible that they only contain water?

Through the remote control in Nan Ling's hand, he can control these small parts to spray out various gases.

However, the stop button is not on this remote control.

The tiny buttons that Nan Ling had just pressed were placed all over the villa, and they only had one function, which was to stop the injection of a certain gas. Each button corresponded to a different gas.

So even if the enemy gets the remote control, it will be useless if they can't find the correct button. The gas will continue to spray out, and the dosage has been carefully calculated by Nan Ling.

The gases that Nan Ling mixed himself had no effect on him. He didn't even need to wear a gas mask and could move freely in this cemetery filled with highly toxic gases .

The reason for asking is because of the organization’s experiment.

If you ask again, just learn from Ke.

In short, this design highlights a viciousness.

Nan Ling returned to the first floor and felt a little worried when he saw the corpses at his feet.

How should I deal with them?

Really, why would you run to someone else's house to die?

Do you know that this will cause trouble to others?

Nan Ling looked at the lifeless pile again.

Oh, it's broken.

I seem to have forgotten to leave any survivors.

This is how to do?

I don’t know who sent this group of people. It’s so uncivilized to fight and kill as soon as they meet.