Okay, okay, you are all big guys, he is the only one who is still scared, okay?

Shouldn't we think about how to get him down now?

"What story?" Hui Yuan Ai was confused.

Does Chi Feichi still tell stories? Why didn’t she know?

"It was the time when Officer Takagi wore women's clothing. Didn't we go investigate together?" Conan explained, "It was that night..."

Takagi Shita: "..."

Can you put it another way? What do you mean that time he wore women's clothes?

"It was about three o'clock in the morning. You guys went to sleep in the car, and the three of us simply waited until dawn," Conan continued. "It was too boring to wait. Brother Chi suggested that we tell stories to refresh ourselves, and he told us

A lot of horror stories.”

Haihara Ai thought about it. No wonder Conan and Takagi Wataru looked pale and energetic the next morning...

"What kind of horror story is it?" Ayumi was curious, "Is it scary?"

Takagi Watahan, "It's better for children not to listen..."

Those stories will become the shadow of childhood, right?

"Someone is coming," Chi Feichi, who was standing in front of the window, looked out through the iron bars. In the alley, an unshaven man in a long gray coat came over carrying a gasoline barrel. "Arsonist, don't make any sound."

The three brats who were about to shout fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Mitsuhiko lowered his voice and asked, "Are you going out to catch him now?"

"Of course..." Yuan Tai just turned around and ran out. He felt that he was being stared at by a cold gaze. He stopped, turned around, and perfectly connected with a serious expression, "You have to follow Brother Chi's command."

Chi Feichi was satisfied and knew that all he had to do was follow the command, "Just keep an eye on him and wait until he lights the fire. Conan, use your phone to record it."

"Oh, okay!" Conan nodded, silently despising Genta in his heart.

Takagi Wataru tugged on the handcuffs that bound his hands and gave up trying. He turned around and saw that a group of people had walked to the door and quietly monitored the outside: "..."

Hey, can you consider rescuing him first?

He is quite capable of fighting after all...

Outside the warehouse, a man squatted by the wall, piled waste newspapers and dry wooden boards together, and poured gasoline on them.

Behind the crack of the door, Conan took his cell phone and recorded the whole process.

The man didn't notice at all. He threw the lit match over and looked at the rising fire. His eyes were bright and he murmured nervously, "Good boy...grow up quickly..."

Chi Feichi took the mobile phone from Conan's hand, pointed at Conan, and pointed outside.

The distance was far, and he was worried that after chasing him, the arsonist would escape, and he would have to let Conan go out to seduce him...

Conan was a little speechless, why was he the one who seduced the prisoner every time? However, he still opened the half-open door and walked out, "I'm sorry, it won't grow up, Mr. Serial Arsonist!"

"What?" The man was startled and stood up in a hurry. He found that it was a child. His tense nerves relaxed and he took out the knife hidden in his arms with his right hand. He stared at Conan and slowly approached, "I'm afraid the one who won't grow up is...
Chapter completed!