Looking at Guangyou, Conan asked in a low voice:

"Kwangyou."

"If you were me, would you tell me?"

Without answering this question positively, Guangyou talked about other things instead:

"From the girls' perspective, what they want is to face together no matter what difficulties they are."

"Even if something happens, it's going to be together."

"If you really want to face it alone, you will inevitably be said to be selfish."

"but..."

After a change of tone, he returned to the topic:

"Just be selfish."

"If I were you, I wouldn't have told you."

I got the answer I wanted, but Conan didn't show much happiness.

He nodded and said:

"yes."

"Xiaolan has a very good fighting level, and it's no problem to beat three or five people."

"If you have systematic training and master shooting skills, you will definitely not be worse than those people."

"And I..."

"What I rely on now is the props given to me by the doctor."

As he said that, Conan raised his hand and touched the watch-shaped anesthesia gun on his wrist.

He continued:

"For example, this phenotype anesthesia gun that can only fire one anesthesia needle, and the pair of foot-strengthening shoes that can enhance foot strength and match the football belt."

"It's definitely enough to deal with ordinary people, but I think..."

He looked up at Guangyou in front of him and smiled bitterly:

"I don't think these things are any threat to you, right?"

Without saying anything good to comfort Conan, Mitsuyu nodded and admitted:

"yes."

“Your stuff is too restricted.”

"I'm not afraid of hitting you, I can subdue you before you use these things, or even you react."

"yes."

Looking at his fist, Conan responded and said seriously:

“I’m more suitable to command in the rear.”

"Just as you said."

"Although it may be said to be selfish, in this matter, be selfish."

"I may confess to her, but I will never let her get involved with these things."

He raised his head, looked at Guangyou, and seriously said this very contradictory sentence.
Chapter completed!