Chapter 2147: Please ask Conan’s leader to bless them and let them die...

puff……"
General match? I am going to your grandfather's match! Which of your eyes saw me match it?
Still struggling with the white mouse... I am struggling with your face! ~What are you special about? It’s just playing me! !
Conan felt that knowing Yun Yunwen was the biggest tragedy in his life. He began to doubt his life with a sad face. At this time, Uncle Maori suddenly frowned and raised his doubts: "...the white mouse is also normal." After all, the gods of the shrine are mostly animals, but... why is this little mouse inserted by so many knives, and it is also called the 'fighting little mouse'... Is this too unlucky?

"Oh...that is!"
Listening to Uncle Maori's words, Xiaolan and Ye Ye nodded and nodded, agreeing, Bai Chuan Chunyi was asked by this question a little bit, "呃" and then turned to help Shu Xiangwen, Shu Yunwen Shen Shenyi Channel: "This is the case... The shrine here uses the 'struggling white mouse' as a god, but it also has deep meaning!~"
"Well? Deep? What is deep?"
Sui Ben’s beauty is curious, and Shu Yunwen swears with a slap in the face:
... Everyone knows that the shrine dedicated to this shrine is a messenger of death, and it’s like to use the 'struggling white mouse’ as a god. The world, any life in front of the of death, the god, is just like a 'struggling white mouse', unable to resist"
"You think I have no reason to say it, Conan!~"
Shu Yunwen spoke and smiled and listened to Conan's dog's head. Conan was sorrowful and angry.
Mommy! God's powerless resistance...
Don't you think that you don't know the goods, the "struggling white mouse" you said is me? !
Conan looked melancholy, and Sui Benmei, Xiaolan, and Ye, Maori uncle, they snorted, then pinched their chin and nodded slightly: "...the explanation...there seems to be a bit of awkward..."
"..."
Mmp! This has a wooly reason!
This pit goods is clear that it is a good cut in the nonsense? !
Conan snarled in his heart, and then saw Xiaolan and smiled slightly: "Well, let's not say this first. Let's pay a visit first! I think the relationship between me and Conan will be very effective, right? Conan?"
Xiaolan spoke and turned to look at Conan next to him. Conan snorted and smiled and nodded. Ye said with a smile: "Right right! I heard that the newly opened shrines are super-effective. It!"
Several girls whispered, and they voted for the money, shook the bell and visited the church.
Soon, several girls attended the end of the visit, and Sakamoto turned to look at Luoli and the snowy little luoli. He smiled and asked: "Small sorrow, Nami sauce, do you want to pay homage?"
"Oh, I don't need it." Luoli glanced at Conan and shook his head calmly, refusing
In other words, she is a scientist, let her visit a white mouse? This is simply impossible! ~
Well, dissecting the mouse is almost the same...
Luoli groaned in sorrow, Xiaolan also looked at Conan, smiling and asked: "That... Conan, do you want to pay a visit?"
Xiaolan’s voice fell, and Conan
snapped
and twitched his mouth.
Ok, Xiaolan, what kind of ghost operation are you?
Let me visit my own shrine, forget it, now I still want to let me visit myself? You are embarrassing me Conan! ~
Conan was speechless, Xiaolan had already dragged Conan to the front of the cash box, first let Conan stuff the change into the box, and then handed the rattle to Conan.
Conan reluctantly took the bell and shook it gently, and then gently swept it twice. Then he swept his eyes and looked inside the hall. He saw a statue of more than one meter tall in the middle of the temple. The front part of the statue was a Three or forty centimeters, the same statue as him, followed by a death with a sickle in his hand.
After seeing the appearance of this statue, Conan "ha", then twitched at the corner of his mouth, a black line
Well, this shrine is built for him. There is a statue of him in the shrine. He can understand it! only……
What kind of ghost is the of death waving his sickle behind his statue?
This wonderful shape... I don’t know if he was stared at by death!
Conan spit in his heart, and then turned his head angrily and looked at Shu Yunwen: "In addition to the spirit! What does this statue mean? You use my statue to forget, why is there a death behind?"
"Hey...you said this..." Shu Yunwen snorted, then smiled and said, "...you are not the messenger of death! The image is more like a behind death!"
"puff……"
I am going to your grandfather's more image. What is your reason for shit?
Conan snarled in his heart, stunned Shu Yunwen, and Shu Yunwen smiled again, then leaned over to Conan and whispered: "If you are not satisfied, would you like to replace the of death with Kudo Shinichi? Can you see it?"

Mmp! Ok? Your grandfather!
You are afraid that Xiaolan can't find my identity, the hammer doesn't die, my soul is light~! ~
Conan opened his mouth and finally did not have the courage to argue with Shu Yunwen. At this time, he saw that Ma Gongzhi also came forward and briefly visited him. Then he turned to ask Baichuan Chunyi Road next to him: "... Mr. Shirakawa, The Conan’s head shrine is called the Death Messenger. Does that mean that it is more effective in 'death'?

"Oh... this is..." Listening to the words of Ma Gongzhi, Shirakawa Chunyi gave a slight glimpse, and did not know how to answer it. Next to Shu Yunwen, he reached out and touched Conan's dog's head, and snarled: "That is of course! The devil is the of death in walking, and he is best at bringing death to the world... If you want someone to die, pray here, maybe it will be useful..."
"Ah? Is that true?"
Ma Gongzhi ignored Conan, who was so angry that his nose was so angry.
In other words, if this is what others say, then he will certainly not believe it, but now the person who said this is Yunwen adults!
You should know that Yunwen adults are ordinary people who can call for the wind and rain, and how can such a person lie to him?
Hey... wait! It seems a bit troublesome for President Fukuda to explain his help to deal with those things that have been left behind. Would you like to give it a try?
Ma Gongzhi thought about this and re-visited it seriously. Shu Yunwen was a bit strange and curiously asked: "Mr. Ma Gong, you are..."
"Oh... I have a few goals that need to be dealt with, and it’s very troublesome, so..."
"...Please ask Conan’s leader to bless them and let them die..."
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