Nan Mukong spread out his mental energy to search for mental fluctuations similar to Kudo Shinichi's.
Everyone's spiritual wavelength is different, just like there are no two absolutely identical people in the world.
"It seems like it's really over there at the playground toilet..." Nan Wukong ran towards the toilet. The closer the distance, the easier it was to confirm whether it was the person he was looking for and to confirm the more specific location.
"Behind the toilet... are there other people? One is Vodka and the other is the target of the black organization's operation?" Nan Wukong had already entered the toilet, and there were still cigarette butts on the ground that had not been completely stamped out, which attracted Nan Wukong's attention.
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Suddenly, Nan Mukong felt that Kudo Shinichi's mental wavelength suddenly weakened, and then he heard Gin's voice coming from outside the toilet: "Stop! You can't shoot. The police haven't left yet after what happened just now. If you shoot, you will be killed."
The police were attracted. And...have you forgotten, the two of us have been noticed." Gin lowered the brim of his hat, and Vodka heard what Gin meant.
"Brother, next time we'll kill that brat!" Vodka said angrily. Since his debut, he wondered when he had ever been so angry with someone.
"It's difficult. We still don't know who attacked that kid. Maybe there are forces behind that kid that we don't know about. Don't forget that in his information, the parents field is always blank, and no information can be found!
The only relative is a distant cousin who has traveled around the world." Gin said as he took out an iron box from his arms, which was the medicine that made Kudo Shinichi smaller.
"The medicine the organization wants...Brother, this is what it turns out to be." Vodka thought he was not allowed to shoot and wanted to beat the detective to death with a stick.
"Hmph, that's right!" Gin snorted softly, fed the medicine to Kudo Shinichi, and then left with the vodka.
Kudo Shinichi clutched his chest in pain, his mouth trembled and trembled, and finally let out a scream, no longer alive.
Nan Wukong felt the vodka and gin leave, so he stood up and walked towards Kudo Shinichi, still holding his mobile phone in his hand, turning on the flash and turning on the camera function.
"Well, it's really like ice cream melting... but such a large volume becomes so small and then becomes larger again... Where is this part of the material hidden?" Nan Wukong was very curious.
It’s fun to see Kudo Shinichi shrinking like washing clothes and then shrinking them, or eating ice cream and then the ice cream melts. If he looks like a creature, it’s like the smelly mud in Pokemon...
Kudo Shinichi's body is fixed in that of a five or six year old child.
"This is over~" Nan Wukong looked at Kudo Shinichi with disappointment, no, he should be called Little Kudo Shinichi now.
But before Nan Wukong could take a few steps, he heard a gasp behind him, and this guy actually woke up!
Nan Wukong decisively stepped forward and slapped Kudo Shinichi awake.
"Hey, young man, wake up! The wonderful world is still waiting for you!"
"What are you doing!" Little Kudou Shinichi glared at him, while Nan Wukong pretended to be relieved, "It's great that you're not dead, young man, why did you get a bloody head?"
"What young man, Nan..." Little Kudo Shinichi waved his hand and suddenly found that his hand had become smaller and had no strength.
"Huh? What did you say?" Nan Wukong looked at him with a smile.
"Nothing, I mean south, south!" Little Kudo Shinichi was confused, his voice became childish, and his clothes...
"Let's go, I'll take you to find your parents."
"No, thank you!" Little Kudo Shinichi picked up his pants and ran away in panic.
Nan Wukong was already laughing from ear to ear, because... "This guy doesn't even want a ***!"
"I'm happy, I'm happy!" Nan Wukong left here, returned to the entrance of the amusement park and drove the four girls back. Little Kudo Shinichi should just let him play on his own. (To be continued)