Approaching Detective Conan 14

We must not alert the enemy prematurely. The Devouring Demon God had previously been chasing after the Carefree Marquis; although the Marquis never made a move, from the surface, he held the absolute upper hand.

Fang Mumu propped up her head to look at the iron bed she had slept on, and with a face full of remorse, she simply uttered a "good," then accepted the clothes from Mother Wang.

Everyone in the room stared intently at Fang Mumu, who lay quietly on the brick-bed. She had been in a coma for three days, alternating between running a fever and muttering deliriously, showing no signs of waking up.

Although Yan Qingchen was somewhat displeased with Yan Jiuchen for unilaterally increasing the military forces, he nevertheless expressed understanding. He believed that Yan Jiuchen was afraid and that this move was merely intended for self-preservation, so he chose not to press the matter further.

This looked very much like wind-heat invading the lungs. Although a preliminary diagnosis had been made, Jian Man could not be certain. After all, she had yet to find the connection between this illness and the spider-web patterns on her body, so she could not speak rashly.

Fortunately, with Si Ye blocking the way in front, aside from those two elders, the others were not sucked in even though they felt the suction force.

My expression darkened. She was right; if these truly were some kind of divine artifacts, I feared the number of people coveting them would be countless.

Hearing that both of them had legitimate reasons, Yun Feng felt a splitting headache. Could these two not come separately? Why did they always have to show up together?

Bai Muliang forcefully suppressed the Life-Death Talisman, and by the time he reached Aiwanteng Pavilion, his sweat had drenched his clothes, yet he dared not utter a single word of complaint.

"Damn it, my temper is flaring!" Luo Wei rolled up his sleeves, intending to chase after Ma Chao to settle accounts, only to find that the latter had already left, following closely behind Team Leader Lü.

Seeing that the expression on Du Song's face was somewhat amiss, Su Lü guessed that the situation was bad and pulled Du Song out of the ward.

"However, they kept saying horrible things and even called Uncle a pervert!" Regarding this, Bai Hui felt deeply aggrieved. After all, Uncle Xiao was practically perfect in his heart; how could he ever tolerate others slandering him?

According to Gao Ping's introduction, within the current Crow Temple, apart from Gao Ping and the Daoist priest, there was only one other person, Uncle Cao, and now Zhu Siming had been added to the mix.

Guo'er was also allowed to leave class early to eat dinner. When the others saw that Guo'er could go eat early, they all raised their hands, begging to enter the illusion realm next.

Yet the clothes on Tang Lou's body were merely sewn from ordinary linen, which even ordinary swords and sabers could pierce. Worn by Tang Lou, however, they blocked Master Shi Chengyu's sharp claws.

"If Fifth Sister dies, you will be buried with her!" As she spoke, her voice had already turned shrill.

Thunder still rumbled overhead, sounding as though celestial beings were beating massive battle drums deep within the clouds, awe-inspiring to the entire world.

"There is something, though you may find it a bit sad to hear, that I must tell you beforehand, all right?" Seeing that the two children had nearly finished eating, Qian Qiu put down her chopsticks and said to them earnestly.

"Coming..." Hearing his mother call him to eat, Bai Tree's mood instantly improved. He ran with his head bobbing back and forth like an absolute fool. Rong Can followed closely behind him, worried that he would probably fall running like that and feeling terribly anxious, though he later realized that was simply his own overthinking.

"It's definitely unopenable. Just now, Student Chen went to open the door, but couldn't escape either, and even lost his life," Li Bing explained.

At a gesture from Zhao Yu, one of her shadow guards tipped onto her toes and leaped into the air. Upon landing, she steady settled directly behind the local magistrate, pressing the point of a dagger precisely against his neck.

"Let's continue on our journey!" Chu Han scanned the surroundings. The Beggar's Sect had dispatched only core members, numbering around two hundred. The other Beggar's Sect disciples were originally responsible for managing sect businesses or handling odd jobs, and they were currently left behind in Taibai City to keep the businesses running. If they were brought along, they truly would become dead weight.

"Regardless of what purpose these people harbor, since Magistrate Guo saw them on his way to the capital, and the Censor saw them as well, let's trouble the two of you to make a trip to Huguang and investigate the backgrounds of those people," Zhao Yu pondered for a moment and said.

However... gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins were three different exchange systems, which meant that if begged gold coins were converted into copper coins, the copper coin exchange system could not be used.

"Third Highness." Stopping gracefully at a distance of one paces from Zhao Yan, Sui Hong offered a charming bow and called out sweetly.

As they spoke, the group entered the house. Although it was a private residence, the interior decoration differed very little from those places of pleasure, save for being slightly more upscale and refined.

Zhao Yu had originally thought that those words just now were merely the delirious ravings of those two ronin, but she hadn't expected them to be true.

"Heh, if fierce beasts could only rely on instinct to attack, how would they differ from ordinary wild beasts? Don't believe me? Just watch!" Chu Han chuckled.

Lady Shen was Shen Jinzhong's eldest sister, and Shen Gao was the old steward of the estate, so naturally they showed extra respect and partiality toward Lady Shen.

"Understood!" Wu Riqin, Alan, and Xu Jiahong acknowledged in unison before darting into the forest, while Huang Yangbiao arrived at the large breach in the city wall, only to find Zhao Yun covered in blood, embedded miserably within the wall.

At this moment, for reasons unknown, the masked man kept the muzzle of his gun pressed against Moxian's head, yet delayed pulling the trigger for a long time.

Qin Shu lay quietly on the bed, listening to the rain outside the window, when she suddenly recalled that just half a month ago, on a rainy night very much like this one, she and Ling Mohan had spent a wild and romantic evening together.

Shui Yanmo was unaware of the torment the fellow behind her was experiencing at that moment. After drying her hair bit by bit, she applied essential oil and then began to smoothing on skincare products.

Han Ruxu: You were the one who said to mind our posture in public places. Look at what we look like right now, total punks, and this hair—it's completely dizzying.