[Completed] [Conan Fanfiction] [Chapter 144 has now confirmed the single female protagonist Xiao Ai] [Red and Black sides repeatedly jump back and forth] [Relaxed] [Daily] [System has no sense of existence] (Because the chapter cannot be modified for a long time after completion, some content may be disconnected, please forgive me)

"Inspector Megure, I heard that the eldest son of the Suzuki family has outstanding deduction skills, comparable to Kudo Shinichi. Is this true?"

"Inspector, as a police officer, what do you think of the increasing crime rate in Tokyo?"

"..."

Megure Jusan yelled with a dark face that he had no comment.

Yusuke Suzuki quietly followed a kid wearing big-framed glasses and left the scene.

What did he see just now?

A pure black figure with only white teeth...

The eyes that are beyond comprehension...

Visible bulge on the top of the head...

The '#' symbol on the forehead, a head that emits steam due to shyness...

And the extremely weird reflective glasses...

This world really doesn't seem very scientific.

......

Conan said: "Brother Yusuke is so nice, and he wears fancy clothes all day long, how could he be a member of that organization?"

Huiyuan Ai's profile is proud: "Although I don't want to admit it, but..."

......

"Brother, is Vermouth dating that guy?"

Vodka, wearing sunglasses, turned his head and asked Gin.

Gin exhaled a puff of cigarette lightly, "Vodka, don't meddle in other people's business. There are still three buildings that haven't been blown up today."

......

In short, this is a story that wanders into the world of anime. It is very everyday and relaxing.

Crossing over to a high military world where spiritual energy has recovered, I accidentally obtained a Super Dimensional Guild! Starting from today, I’ll spoil the plots of myriad worlds!

Su Han looked at the many familiar big shots in the guild chatroom, lost in his own thoughts.

Today I’ll spoil Whitebeard, tell him that he will die to his son in the future! Perhaps I should also tell Namikaze Minato, the his enemy is his thought to be dead disciple, who in fact actually isn’t dead?

This can really make someone feel embarrassed......

Alas, the life of big shots, precisely is unadorned, arid and tasteless.