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MTL - Conan’s World Stand-in-v2 Chapter 60 deadly grey trench coat
Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Apache on Italy's side, and there should be a lot of crimes on his side of the stand-in...
It's just that Guan Dounan didn't say anything. These prisoners basically don't have the type of extreme anti-social or murderous demons. There are a few people who fit this type, such as the librarian and Emperor Sengu. Two They were all dead and killed themselves.
In the future, if I really encounter those who blatantly commit crimes and murders with the power of a substitute, can I only deal with them secretly?
Sometimes, sending a prisoner to court for trial is not only to judge his crimes and punish him, but also to give an account to the victim's relatives or friends, and to give an account to the society. Show them, look, there's a penalty for doing something like this, don't learn.
Just in terms of the current situation, Lesson N tends to deal with those who caused the crime in secret, and for the victims who are not qualified to be told the truth, it is just a simple statement of "We are already investigating the incident. I believe that the prisoners will get the punishment they deserve." There is a high probability that there will be no news in the future. For those victims who have lost their loved ones or suffered pain, it is probably cruel to not wait for "justice".
"Yes, but now it seems that no matter what, it's the most important thing to destroy this organization and eliminate that BOSS." Conan also sighed. Their goal now is to solve ordinary stand-ins in daily life, and then accumulate Power destroys organizations in one fell swoop.
I hope there won't be people who think they can control the organization, so they secretly want to steal their inheritance, and then they will have endless descendants... After all, this is a neon...
"By the way, the girl who made the drug I took and became like me, can I see her?" Conan asked suddenly.
"What? Your sister Xiaolan is not good anymore?" Guan Dounan squinted at Conan.
"What are you thinking... I have a few questions to ask her. If it's inconvenient for the time being, you can help me as well." Conan responded to Guan Dounan's narrow eyes with his classic dead fish eyes, "I think about it. Think, there are about three questions."
"First, among the medicines she made, why are only these two different, and where are the differences? Is the organization aware of this?"
"Second, can I create an antidote? After all, when I was in Shanni Temple, I recovered briefly, which at least proves that this process is not irreversible, and it did not cause any serious changes or that. The gaze of an indescribable being."
"Thirdly, I changed back to the adult appearance at the time because alcohol and colds work together, and the code names of the organization are also various wine names. Is there any connection between them?"
"It's really all useful questions..." Guan Dounan nodded, "For the time being, it shouldn't be a problem to meet them, or you can go directly with me and see if she can look at your state. Come out with something."
So, Guan Dounan and Conan left Dr. A Li's house together and headed towards the place where Guan Dounan lives now. The distance between the two places is not far, that is, about a street away, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.
But even in these short ten minutes, the two of them did not walk peacefully.
"Hey, Senior Guan, look at that."
At the intersection, Conan, who was waiting for the traffic light, suddenly pointed to the other side of the road. Looking in the direction of his finger, Guan Dounan saw a figure in a gray trench coat and a gray top hat walking across the road, but this The figure, no matter how you look at it, is a bit strange.
The gray top hat was pressed down very low, the two arms of the gray trench coat were inserted into the pockets of the trench coat, and the hem of the trench coat was so long that it almost dragged to the ground—but it was also this "almost", so the hem of the clothes was still off the ground after all. With a distance of a few centimeters, Guan Dounan and Conan discovered the problem.
This figure in a trench coat seems to have no legs. And if you look closely, the top hat is also empty, and there is no head that should be there.
"Could it be, a substitute?"
Before Guan Dounan could take a closer look at the grey windbreaker, it moved first and rushed towards a grey private car waiting for a red light at the intersection. It moves extremely fast, so that the windbreaker is lifted by the oncoming wind because of this speed, revealing the internal appearance.
It was empty, there were no people, animals, or even hangers in the windbreaker. This seemed to be really a windbreaker that kept an upright posture and walked on the road. And the private car that was the target of the windbreaker was sitting in a man and a woman, chatting and laughing as they waited for the red light in front of them to turn green, not paying any attention to the strange windbreaker that was coming towards them.
"No, this must be a stand-in attack!"
Although the target of the gray trench coat was not the two of them, and the direction of the private car was opposite to theirs, Guan Dounan and Conan still intuitively found out that something was wrong. Guan Dounan just wanted to summon his stand-in, but after all, it was a whole road away from the other side, and it was a crowded intersection, so he hesitated for a while.
At this moment of hesitation, the windbreaker passed through the door and body like an intangible ghost~www.novelbuddy.com~ and got into the private car, wrapping it around the male driver. Immediately afterwards, Guan Dounan and Conan, whose vision was blocked, could only see that the male driver's laughing appearance suddenly froze, sitting stiffly in the car.
The red light time has not yet passed, but the car has already started. It should be the male driver's rigid body that made him unconsciously step on the accelerator. Suddenly accelerating, the private car was about to rush out of the intersection, onto the sidewalk, and hit the road. buildings next to it.
"Danger!"
At this time, Conan, who did not have a stand-in, reacted more quickly. He released the football from his belt, twisted the power shoes on his feet, and kicked the football. Kicked the ball to the side of the car, changing its direction, so that the car did not hit a pedestrian or a building, but hit a tree on one side.
The root system of this roadside tree seems to be underdeveloped. When the car hit it like this, the trunk was directly knocked crooked, and even the roots were pulled out a lot. It's just that this has more or less a buffering effect, so that the car will not hit the wall directly. The driver inside also seemed to have changed his posture because of the impact, successfully taking his foot off the accelerator.
And the gray windbreaker on the driver's body flashed by and disappeared on the spot.