As a real bottle of wine in the winery, Asakura Makoto is deeply saddened by the current situation of so many undercover agents in the organization. As the saying goes, when you are young, you don't know the hardship of gin, but now you understand how difficult it is. After entering this industry, you really know what the bitterness of the industry is... You have to catch undercover agents, but you can't catch them all. You have to guard against them, but you have to rely on their talents - in front, there is Gin hitting you from behind with a club, and in the back, there is Gin's helicopter bombing Tokyo. Who do they rely on? It's the hard work and struggle of the undercover agents. It's difficult, Asakura Makoto sighed to the sky -

Xu Shu: "My identity is not the murderer or the dead."

...

The world of script killing

The first script I got:

The identity cook, the murderer, the method of killing is poisoning the food.

Hsu: ???

Do you feel like you’re not revealing fast enough?

...

The second script:

Identity doctor, murderer, murder method is drug poisoning.

Hsu: ???

Don’t use your own identity anymore, hey!

...

The third script:

Identity ballet dancers, dead, innocent people involved in the incident.

Hsu: ???

It’s not a killer, but why the dead and a girl?

...

The fourth script:

HOW: Hold on! Please be normal this time!

...

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Non-traditional script killing.

[Knocking on the blackboard: the plot progress will gradually change from the ordinary → strange direction, and the story will focus on the task. And the script that kills each script is original, not a fan, and is noted when a non-original script appears.]

There are vests, there are costumes, there are costumes, there are no women.

Traveling through Tokyo, with a 30-year-old soul and an 18-year-old body, I thought I had made a profit until I got the diary of the original body and heard a strange narration in my ears...

[Tsk tsk, the kind-hearted wife, the cold and arrogant sister, the lonely top student, the intellectual big sister, the melancholy female writer, who will become the target of the diary owner? Or the hunter hiding in the dark waiting for the lost lamb to fall into the net? ]

This book is also known as "My Neighbors and Me"

[Tokyo] + [Love] + [Suspense] + [Narration] + [Reversal]

[Product of brain confusion], [OOC warning], [No CP in the text], [Teyvat intrudes into the world of Detective Conan], [Crazy timeline jumps], [System]

*

Gu Qiyuan participated in a beta test for a game that blends Detective Conan and Genshin Impact's worldview. Summoning Genshin Impact characters within the world of the detective...how would this change the world of the detective?

Gu Qiyuan had never thought about this problem. At first, she just wanted to end this game smoothly, but... he seemed to have spent a long time here, and even she ignored this problem...

Is this really an ordinary game?

*

Where exactly is the boundary between illusion and reality? No one can clearly explain it, just as we cannot know whether the world we live in is real or just a few words written by others...

Even Gu Qiyuan herself didn't realize that she had already sunk into this game...

From the beginning, *** knew that this was a world full of sadness... The end of the story said that the righteous hero defeated the evil monster, and then...

With a half-finished game, Luen traveled through time.

Carrying a golden finger that can turn all extraordinary powers into food, he walks in this world full of evil spirits and weirdness. When the ancient nightmare is about to come and endless darkness covers the earth again, where should he go?

"There should always be some hope in this world, maybe it's those gods, maybe it's... me!"

Zhou Ran transmigrated to a world where immortals roamed freely and demonic beasts roamed freely. He initially thought he would be blessed with immortality and longevity, but instead, he was found to possess a false spiritual root, failing to be selected for any immortal sect. Forced to seek immortality in the Nipan Market, he entered the world of talisman workshops. His steady approach and understanding of human nature earned him the appreciation of Bai Ren Zhai, allowing him to embark on the path of immortality. He thought he could finally cultivate peacefully, but the appearance of an old man shattered the tranquility of the market. At that moment, a fortune slip appeared, offering him two choices: [A medium-to-high fortune: Avoid the crowds, wait until everyone has dispersed, then enter the secluded bamboo grove alone in the night rain. Your footsteps will be silent and peaceful; there will be no calamities or misfortunes here. You will obtain a seventh-grade opportunity. Auspicious.] [A very inauspicious fortune: Go to participate in the selection. You may have a chance to be selected, but you will be in grave danger, your life or death uncertain. Extremely inauspicious!] ...Ten thousand years later, Zhou Ran proved his Dao through talismans, standing on the other side of time and space...

Mingjiao felt she was probably the unluckiest transmigrator ever. She'd only stayed up all night reading a melodramatic novel about switched babies, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated—into the body of the fake heiress with the same name as her. The fake heiress was a vicious supporting character, stupid and pretentious. Before the real heiress returned, she bullied her younger sister and sisters; after the real heiress returned, she was a master of scheming, manipulative, and sarcastic behavior. Mingjiao transmigrated just as her family was utterly disappointed in her and kicked her out of the house. Before she could even calm down, she was caught in a suspected burglary and assassination plot. The person who saved her was none other than the real heiress in disguise. Mingjiao silently lit a cigarette. "Life is so exciting." She'd done everything she could; clearing her name was impossible, never in this lifetime. She could only make a living by working with the real heiress to track down the culprit. But as they continued their investigation, things started to go wrong. Her adoptive mother, initially utterly disappointed in her, said, "It's my fault for not protecting you properly, that's why you've suffered so much." Her older sister, who initially loathed her, asked, "Can you trust me one more time?" Her younger sister, initially cold and distant, said, "Why didn't you tell us your reasons?" But Tang Xiaoyu, the true heiress who should hate her the most, gently took her hand, saying, "You said a life-saving grace should be repaid with marriage." Mingjiao: Meow meow meow, friends, none of you are right. Mingjiao, "Ahem… there are many kinds of repayment, whether it's marriage or being married, that's negotiable." *Tang Xiaoyu initially loathed Mingjiao; she was shallow, arrogant, foolish, spoiled, and vicious, possessing countless flaws completely mismatched with her beauty. Until one day, she saved her on a night filled with the fragrance of flowers and the stench of blood. A Mingjiao shrouded in mystery and countless secrets appeared before her. She still disliked her, perhaps even hated her, yet she was also drawn to her, ultimately unable to help but love her. *Mingjiao's life as seen by others: A tragic song of fate filled with a sense of destiny and burdened with too many sorrows. Mingjiao's own life as seen by Mingjiao: A silly and funny person's ordinary daily life. This story could also be titled "Everyone Around Me is a Mental Imagination Monster" or "I'm Really Just an Ordinary Person." Key points: The real and fake heiresses are not sisters and are not on the same household registration. There is a straight man system. The core plot remains the same, but the background has been changed, so the synopsis has also been revised. Originally, I wanted to write a straightforward story of a wealthy family, but I couldn't write without some combat elements, so this story has directly mutated. It's an unconventional wealthy family type of story, involving superpowers, martial arts, (not sure if) magic, etc... but the background is in a fictional city. ——————Pre-order: "Those Without Feelings Don't Get Hurt" Speaking of which, the process of Yu Tian and her nemesis friends getting to know each other has a redemption literature feel to it. At that time, the young and passionate friends took it upon themselves to fight evil and vowed to shine the light of justice in every corner of the world. By chance, they met Yu Tian and discovered she was trapped in an evil, mysterious organization. They bravely rescued her and other victimized children. Naturally, Yu Tian joined them. Later, and predictably, the organization came seeking revenge. Strangely, the children always treated Yu Tian like a child raised in a closed environment, but in her eyes, they were the foolish ones—naive and enthusiastic. Yu Tian knew they couldn't withstand the organization's relentless revenge, just as the storms of life can easily extinguish too much passion. Growth takes time, and even more so, it requires experiencing pain. So Yu Tian returned to the organization's embrace, delivering the cruelest blow to her friends, becoming their closest betrayer, a buffer against the storm, and a catalyst for growth—all in one. Then she died cleanly, without even a proper body, leaving her friends nowhere to curse her. But fate was as treacherous as her intentions; what she thought was true death turned out to be not. Hmm... Just like when she dared to die, she truly died; when she stabbed, she truly stabbed. Given this situation, she might as well keep dying. It's just that her companions are a bit disappointing. Some are plagued by trouble and being hunted, some have fallen into ruin and lost their initial ideals, and some have vanished without a trace, their whereabouts unknown. No way, no way, she said passion cools easily, and she really cooled down that quickly? Fine, if I can't die anymore, I'll get up and party. ————Theme: Keep a kind heart and move forward bravely.

[Conan fanfiction, black funeral, garden mistress, love and sweetness]

BOSS: "I'm dying soon. Please ask him to come to my funeral. Remember to order the most expensive package."

Hanyu Kiyonsu: "I'm just a funeral director. What does the winery's closure have to do with me? Don't you agree?"

All the black-clad coffin bearers nodded.

Maori Kogoro: "The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn't stop him from moving the funeral home next door to me."

Reporter: "But, I heard that he gave you a commission. It seems he made a lot of money?"

Maori Kogoro: "...Well, let's talk about my daughter's new book."

Conan: "That's unscientific!"

P.S.: There is already a million-word Conan fanfiction. If you feel it is not enough, you can read the old book first.

"The most powerful skill in history, the developers are begging not to release it. The limited-time UP pool is now open, featuring the golden legendary rune [Invincible Dragon Slayer] with an astonishingly high drop rate of 0.00000037%! First recharge of 6 yuan grants you a free 10-pull in the limited-time UP pool! The path to server domination lies within."

A game advertisement pops up on the screen.

Jiang Ling touched her chin.

"0.00000037%, isn't that drop rate a bit too high?"

......

An alien world descends, and nine gods reign supreme.

Behold, I hold the power of fortune and misfortune, seizing all destiny and playing in another world.

I am the God of Fortune.

He is a knight walking in the darkness, challenging the invincible with a mortal body. He is the nemesis of evil, and no sin under the night can escape his punishment. He is a superhero in Gotham City who upholds his own justice and adheres to the principle of no killing. He is… Lee Wayne: I don't care who he is, it can't be me! I don't want to play Batman!!! System: I'll give you money!!! Lee Wayne: Hmm, playing a part isn't out of the question… An ordinary second-generation rich kid transmigrates to the world of Hong Kong variety shows, and with the support of the system's money, is willingly made to play the Dark Knight of Hong Kong. Lee Wayne: You think I'm playing Batman? No, I'm just raking in the system's gold coins. System: Hmm, you've already raked in all the gold coins, so going up to the next difficulty shouldn't be a problem, right? Joker, Rashomon, Bane, Two-Face…