Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

The entire venue of the weekend show

venue was dark, with only a few white spotlights hitting the center of the stage.

There, a huge golden-colored spider lies on a cobweb woven with pale gold lines.

A fantastical and eerie atmosphere pervaded the venue.

With the appearance of today's protagonist, the world's top illusionist Günther von Gedobak II, the feverish screams of countless women resounded.

He had short and elegant blonde hair draped over his shoulders and wore a black dress with gold trim.

There was also a confident and indifferent smile on his face.

The most amazing thing is the way he appears.

Without the help of any equipment, he slowly levitated up from under the stage until he stopped in mid-air.

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to my dream world." He gracefully spreads his arms to announce the start of the performance.

In the sight of Black Feather Kuaidou and the others, the golden spider's body began to emit red light continuously.

The red light is like a ripple on the surface of the lake, and it begins to spread outward in a circle.

In the blink of an eye.

The world changes.

The tens of thousands of spectators were immediately surprised.

Because they were supposed to be watching the performance at the venue, they suddenly came to a verdant grassland.

The sunlight fell on the face, and it was actually a little dazzling.

Günther von Gödobac II

was like a god who created the world, gently stretching out his finger.

The children, who were pointed by his finger, suddenly levitated from their seats.

Under his guidance, flew to his side.

The children laughed happily, and the modern clothes on their bodies turned into simple white dresses.

A pair of immature wings also grew behind him.

Like an angel.

All the audience looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and the laughter of the children continued to reach everyone's ears.

At the peak of the atmosphere, the creation god lightly snapped his fingers.

Light is consumed by darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the dark venue.

The lights on the stage are turned on, which also means the end of the performance.

Elegant performers stand on stage and lean over to salute the audience.

The audience applauded.

"It's really wonderful!" Aoko Nakamori stood up excitedly, "Whether it is a mechanism or a technique, I can't see why it is at all."

"I guess he used the latest digital imaging effects and presented these techniques through group hypnosis." Black Feather Kuaidou said indifferently.

"Hmph. Me too. Koizumi said disdainfully: "Even the illusion that has been prevalent in this world for a while after being called phantom in the past is just copying the tricks of carving insects that imitate our witches and magic."

"These people, like you magicians, are all my enemies."

"You shouldn't have come here just to say these words." Black Feather Kuaidou looked at her speechlessly, "But I didn't understand a word of what you said just now."

"Hongzi, thank you, I'm really happy today!" Aoko Nakamori leaned over happily, "By the way, what is the enemy you just said?" "

Oh roar roar~ I didn't say anything oh, it's my honor that you feel happy." Koizumi's classic smile reappears.

"It's just, why can this guy sleep until now since he came in." Koizumi glanced at Hiroshi Otoi, who was slumped in his seat.

Seeing his appearance, Koizumi Hongko became angrier the more she thought about it, and then suddenly her eyes showed cunning.

She first sat down, then gently put his hand on her lap, and finally woke him up.

"Huh? Is it over? Otoi Hiroshi opened his eyes with a confused look.

"Well, it's over, Otoi-san. So can you take your hands away? Koizumi didn't blush a little.

"Huh?" Otoi Hiroshi followed her words and looked down.

His hand was firmly on Koizumi's thigh, and the corners of his skirt were a little messy.

Subconsciously pinched.

Well, fair and delicate, silky like Dove.

"Otoi-san, how can you do such a thing to Hongko!" Aoko Nakamori incarnated as a messenger of justice and sided with Hongko.

Otoi Hiroshi hurriedly withdrew his hand and said angrily: "No, but, maybe I was careless when I slept..."

"Macro." Black Feather Kuaidou interrupted the farce, his eyes fixed on the shadows.

Following his line of sight, a boy with wavy brown hair and a slightly grim appearance stood there.

"Detective White Horse."

Otoi Hiroshi squinted his eyes and muttered softly.

On the way back, Otoi Hiroshi sent Kuroba Kutoto and Nakamori Aoko back.

The last sent Koizumi Hongko.

"You just said..." Koizumi Hongko smiled and looked at Hiroshi Otoi, "When you sleep, you are careless, subconscious, very careless. Touched my leg, huh? She

spoke slowly, spit out word by word, as if on purpose.

Otoi Hiroshi looked at Koizumi's bulging chest and guessed what was really going on in her heart.

"Ahem, it was an accident."

Can't see through, can only perfunctory.

Koizumi Hongko didn't want to let him go, and continued to ask, "Evaluate how it feels."

Otoi Hiroshi glanced at her, a harmless smile on her face.

"It's as smooth as sandpaper for 100 purposes. Hiroshi Otoi commented.

"Hooligan!"

Koizumi Hongko's voice was clearly a little resentful and angry.

"Thanks for the compliment."

"You're out!"

Otoi Hiroshi stopped the car and waved at her.

"What do you mean?!" Koizumi said angrily with her cheeks.

"That, you're home."

Koizumi looked out the window, and the name tag at the door read.

【Koizumi's house】

"Hmph." Koizumi raised her arm and pinned her face.

There was no intention to get off.

"Are you going home with me?"

She didn't speak.

"Next time, next time you remember to take your medicine in advance."

At first, Koizumi didn't understand what he meant.

Then, the crimson color rushed from the neck to the forehead, and even the two strands of hair on the top of the head trembled.

"Bang."

She slammed the car door shut, her beautiful legs quickly interlaced.

When he reached the door, he stomped on the floor twice.

It completely subverts the usual proud and elegant image.

It seems that he is really angry.

Otoi Hiroshi lit a cigarette and looked out the window.

The smoke that had just come out of the mouth came out of the crack in the glass.

Shaking his head, he extinguished the cigarette butt.

The car drove directly to the Otoi family's mansion.

When you are tired, go home.

Although there are no young wives waiting, hundreds of young and beautiful maids will greet them.

"Young Master, welcome home."

As soon as Otoi Hiroshi got out of the car, the maids dressed in the long dresses of European classical maids were already waiting on both sides of the manor.

"Well, that's right."

"Young Master, I'll go park for you." The reliable butler took the key to Hiroshi Otoi.

"Is Father there?" Otoi Hiroshi subconsciously asked.

"Sir just got off the plane this morning and is now resting in the bedroom."

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't seen him for a long time.