It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 216: Magic Circle?

After the Rose curtain call, Ishiwatari Ishu and Ibuki Keiu were also taken away, but their involvement was not serious and they came out not long after.

The former greenhouse was leveled by Ibuki Keiu and turned into a rose garden. Occasionally, he would go there and sit for most of the day, taking with him the white rose that Ibuki Chiriwei had made into a semi-immortal flower.

And that cabin was also rebuilt.

It's just that the person who likes to stay there changed from Ibuki Chirie to Ibuki Keiu.

Ishidu Yixiu gave up her flower arranging career and came to the Rose Manor to help take care of the roses that fluttered in the wind.

……

Conan returned to the office with a heavy heart. He took out the two-color rose curled up in his pocket and stared blankly.

Finally, he took a small bottle and put it in.

But the life of a flower is so fragile that even with careful care, it will completely wither and die after a few days.

However, the detective is indeed an indestructible cockroach in the world of science. After a few days, Conan was still alive and well, but his mentality had also changed.

No longer trying to put the murderer to death.

Qianzhu, who had been staying at home for several days using the excuse of feeling unwell, let out a sigh of relief and leaned back in relaxation.

Finally got it back.

[Master? Going out for a walk?]

01 nestled in his shoulder and asked cautiously.

Qianzhu nodded and responded softly.

"Ah."

……

church.

A figure flew over and grabbed the arm of the person who suddenly appeared in the church.

Yuna, who only felt a gust of wind blowing past her, was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her eyes and called out respectfully, even though the other party had disappeared.

"My Lord Witch."

With a happy smile on her face, Murataya pulled the arm of the man beside her and walked out, "Godfather, I have optimized the magic circle a little bit. It will definitely be much more convenient for believers to go to other places!"

"Hmm?" R raised his eyebrows slightly. "Another optimization? Don't drag me down with you if you get into trouble for no apparent reason later."

Murataya: "..."

"Ahem." She coughed twice, her tea-green eyes darting around, "No, no."

Murataya took R to a house next to the church that seemed small in comparison.

The room was empty except for a huge black pattern on the ground.

This is the teleportation magic circle she made for the church members.

Noticing someone approaching, the magic circle lit up on its own, emitting a dark red light.

Murataya pointed at the magic circle with her finger, "This optimized magic circle is a little better than the last one. At least the teleportation location is closer to the destination."

R stood aside with his elbows folded, looking at the magic circle that looked like it was drawn with blood after it lit up. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his tone was very gentle, "How many people have used it?"

Murataya: "..."

She raised an index finger silently, then pointed at herself under R's gaze.

A person, or herself.

R's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled her away using teleportation.

next second.

A bolt from the blue.

Looking at the destroyed little house still emitting black smoke, R curled his eyes and said, "It's gone again."

Murataya crossed her arms across her chest, looked at the small ruins expressionlessly, snorted coldly, and turned away.

"Isn't my script perfect? ​​Didn't I get the little Corgi back on the path he should be on? How stingy."