"Where is Haibara?!"

When Conan Edogawa saw the door being opened, he yelled and squeezed in from Craft and rushed in.

Craft grabbed his head with his hand, then kicked his left foot back and kicked the door.

"It's impolite for you to do this~ Little brother! Brother! Brother!"

He turned him around by pressing Conan's head, and Craft lifted him up with one hand, staring at him with a smile, allowing Conan to wave his short hand there.

"Let me down! I'm here to find Haibara!"

Conan continued to struggle hard, and at the same time increased his voice, wanting to lure Shipo Miyao out.

"Is this really good? You know, Belmode has just left for a while, and maybe the people from the organization are still monitoring this place. Conan... Oh no, I should call you Shinichi Kudo."

Craft's light words instantly calmed Conan. He no longer pretended to use his struggle to find the opportunity to fire anesthesia needles.

Conan had already learned about CRASTA from Dr. Agasa, but Dr. Agasa knew very little information. In addition to knowing that the other party's goal was to rejuvenate and possess unique superpowers, he also knew a name.

So after Craft took Ai Haibara away, Conan had no clues to find him.

It was a while ago that Craft scattered coins wildly, looking for the black Porsche 356A, and then an agent found Kogoro Mouri, which made Conan find this place along the way.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

Conan calmed down and stared at Craft's eyes and asked seriously.

"Did Dr. Agasa didn't tell you? I just want to rejuvenate my child. I have already obtained the medicine. Now it's time to pay the final payment."

"Murder is illegal!"

Conan was very excited.

But Craft was still calm.

He clenched his ears with his empty little fingers, and then said indifferently, "What?"

"No matter how unforgivable the people in the organization are, no matter what special power you have, it is not a reason for you to kill people! If you have such special abilities, why don't you have to be in a more correct place!"

"Well, so I'm going to leave those who may continue to cause killings, waiting for you, a famous detective with only a child, and I don't know how much time it will take, just pull them out one by one?"

Craft couldn't help laughing.

"I'm curious. Since you all know that the Black Organization is so dangerous, why don't you call the police, but instead want to use your... well... reasoning ability to catch them?"

Conan was stunned when he heard this, and then replied: "It is impossible for the police to believe that something like a child."

"You haven't tried it, how can you make such an assertion?" Craft curled his lips, "Besides, it's easy to prove your identity. Fingerprint identification and blood identification, if you really want to prove it, there will always be a solution."

Without waiting for Conan to refute, Craft continued: "To put it bluntly, you just feel that you want to take revenge on your own, so you would rather let those organizations continue to do evil outside. No matter how beautiful you say it, it cannot cover up this fact."

"I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Because of your own selfish desires, how many people are there in the hands of the black-clad organization? So what qualifications do you have to stand on the moral high ground and say these stupid words to me?"

Even if Craft knew that these were just plot designs, it did not prevent him from using these reasons to satirize Kudo Shinichi.

After complaining in one breath, Craft didn't wait for the other party to say anything, and directly grabbed the anesthesia watch from Conan's hand, shot him an injection, and then simply removed all the equipment on his body.

"I think... Kudo should not be as unbearable as you said..."

Shibo Miyano, who had been attracted by Conan's voice, only spoke now.

"I know, I just didn't feel happy when he looked so bad, so I just cursed him casually. There is a saying in China that is 'just mind and not mindful'. Sometimes the consequences of doing bad things with good intentions are even more serious."

He tied him tightly with Conan's strap, CRATT nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Shibo Miyao, "To prevent this kid from coming up with bad things, lock him up for a few days before talking about it."

Then he picked up the Voice Change Butterfly Festival with familiarity, called the Maori Detective Office, and told Maori Ran in Conan's voice that he would stay with the doctor's side for a few days.

After this operation, Shiho Miyano was stunned.

Craft gave her the feeling that she often did something similar.

...

On the other hand, after leaving Craft's institute, Belmode took a regular Honda sedan directly.

"Haha, why don't you drive your car out? Gin."

Sitting in the back seat to tear off the human skin mask, Belmode smiled and said sarcastic words.

"snort!"

Gin ignored Belmode's joke and asked her directly about her opinion.

"Which side is that Craft?"

"I can't see it," Belmode also curled his smile when he saw Gin talk about the serious matters, "but it's basically certain that his purpose is Gin. I've given him the address you prepared. Then just grab him and ask slowly."

"Yes," Ginjiu pressed out the cigarette in her hand, and a cruel smile appeared on her face. "No matter who he is, since he is provoking the organization, the only thing waiting for him is death!"

After sneering for a while, Gin sent an invitation to Belmode.

"Do you want to wait for the prey to come together?"

Belmode was not very interested in this kind of thing. When she was about to refuse, Chianti, who was monitoring Craft, reported through the intercom: "Gin, a little boy suddenly broke into the target's home."

"Little boy?" Gin was slightly stunned, and then said indifferently: "Don't worry about him, a child can't do anything. You mainly focus on whether anyone is going to connect with the target."

Although Gin didn't care, Belmode's heart tightened. She immediately swallowed the almost utterly refusal and changed her words: "It just so happens that I have nothing to do recently, so I'll go with you."

"Hmph, vodka, drive."

"Okay, brother."

"Chianti, you and Cohen continue to stare at the target and inform me immediately if there is new news."

"Can't you shoot him directly? It's just that surveillance is boring."

Chianti, who was watching Craft, complained casually, and then the cold sound of gin came from her headphones.

"Are you questioning me?"

"Hug, sorry..."

Chianti was very timid and did not dare to complain anymore, so he obediently started surveillance work.

However, Craft did not ask her to wait too long. After locking Conan up, he walked out of the institute and got into the car he had bought for transportation.

"Gin, the target is out, he seems... to go straight to you!"

"He's the only one?"

"He's the only one."

Craft's actions seemed extremely strange to Gin. After a moment of silence, he decided to be too lazy to think more.

"You and Cohen continue to follow him and see what he is going to do."

After nearly an hour, Gin couldn't wait for Craft to arrive, and no new news came from Chianti.

"Hmph, it's not that simple."

If it were normal circumstances, Craft would have arrived long ago. He has not appeared here now. He either discovered Chianti and the others' tracking, or went to find help.

But no matter what the situation was, Gin had no intention of letting him go.

Lighting up the cigarette that has been new, Gin continues to wait for Craft to arrive, and as a hunter, he has enough patience.

On the other side, Craft, who was walking around with Chianti and Cohen, scratched his head irritably. He had just wandered around Mika Town before, but he had not noticed this. Now that the journey has been long, Craft realized how inconvenient this backward era is.
Chapter completed!