Chapter 884: Mr. Lubang, my daughter seems to like you very much! ~

In the room, as Conan’s voice fell, Quick Fight and Lubang III looked at the door together and found that Conan was a glimpse. Then Lubang III first reacted, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth:
"...Oh! It’s a nasty detective kid, I’m leaving, goodbye!

Lubang III spoke and jumped out of the window. He climbed to the top of the building with his agile hand and climbed and prayed for something like "Pit the goods and don't hang me."
When Lubang III left, he quickly looked down at the "memory egg" on the ground and suddenly reacted -
In other words, Shu Yunwen’s pit goods thought that he would come here to steal the
memory of the egg
and also arranged the trap, how could he put a real
memory egg
here!
Therefore, the egg of this memory is definitely a fake!
He said, how can the treasures made by Mr. Xiyi, the magician at the end of the century, break down when they fall.
Also, this guy from Lubang III is too determined to be a little bit...
Quickly thinking about this, thinking about the electric turn, suddenly pulled out the magic pistol from the waist and fired a shot in the middle of the room.
For a moment, the light in the room was glaring, and the fast-flying body flew out of the window, and the hang gliding spread out and flew into the distance.
Conan squinted and yelled "Damn" and rushed from the door to the window, then saw the fake "memory egg" that fell on the ground, and suddenly stopped.
What the hell! "The egg of memory" actually broke? This stuff is worth 800 million!
Who is this?
and many more! This position seems to be the position where the thief Kidd just stood...
Also, what kind of card is this place?
Conan is slamming in the middle of the room, and suddenly there is a voice from the service department. "... Conan! Are you okay? I just saw the thief Kidd, Lubang III escaped, and the Lubang III guy got on the helicopter. Up..."
Confucius had no time to think about it. Conan couldn’t think too much. He quickly went to the window and said loudly: "I am fine with the service department! You wait for me to go down. We first chase Kidd. The egg of Yunwen’s class was broken by him and broke!

"What do you say?!" The service department looked horrified. When Conan came down from the upstairs, he immediately took a motorcycle and took Conan and chased the hang glider.
At the same time, in the helicopter in the night sky, Lubang III looked at the motorcycle and opened the door, finally relieved, said with a smile:
"...the detective kid is going to chase Kidd? Kidd's little guy is really bad... but it's good, Kidd's unlucky little guy stopped the disaster for me, which shows that my luck is not bad...

Lubang III was somewhat proud. The eyelids of Ishikawa’s five right guards suddenly jumped twice, and looked up at Lubang with a look of dignity:
"...Lubang, I think there seems to be something on your face..."
"Oh... what?" Lubang III turned his head back and forth, and reached out and touched the faces on both sides. His face looked strange. "...nothing!"
The voice of Lubang III had just fallen. Suddenly, the air in front of him seemed to have some ripples. Then a translucent little devil and a woman appeared in front of each other. The little devil’s mouth was still in his eyes. The face bites, watching the action seems very... happy?
Lubang III stunned and then yelled ""...this is...hey...yes, are you?"
Lubang III finally recognized Yun Yihui Lizi and Qi Caizi. Yun Yihui Lizi also hurriedly took the 绫彩子 back into his arms and said,
Hey, Mr. Lubang, I haven’t seen you for a long time, my daughter seems to like you very much. ......"
"Hey..." Lubang III looked at the sly scorpion staring at him in the arms of Yun Yihui Lizi, and his mouth twitched twice, and his head was black.
Mommy! What do you like me especially? I especially like to eat me?
When I met last time, your bear child would hold me and keep on! ~
Lubang III spit out, and Yun Yihui Lizi smiled and said: "...I’m really disturbing now, but we’re going to leave now, and we’re going to find Yunwen’s resurrection... Yes, I didn’t introduce myself last time. My name is Yun Yihui, and this is my daughter, Yu Caizi. Please take care of it in the future..."
After Yun Yihui’s son finished, he took the scorpion and flew out of the helicopter, leaving Lubang, a face that collapsed.
Saying, Big Sister, you introduced me to a yarn, I am not familiar with you!
Also, "Please take care of you in the future"...
When your niece sees me, I want to eat me. Do you still let me "care"? I beg you to take care of me before I am good! ~
......
Suzuki Museum of Modern Art.
In the exhibition hall, Shu Yunwen stared straight at the pile of Xiaobru's mask, and his expression changed.
Wrong! Absolutely wrong!
This set of Xiao Bula's mask is definitely a set of witchcraft!
The so-called combination of witches means that there is no effect on a single piece. Only a special type of witchcraft that has a certain number, or all of them, will appear in a witch vision!
No wonder he hadn't noticed the anomaly on the Xiaolui mask in Hokkaido. Now think about it, there should be only one reason...
Shu Yunwen thought, one hand pressed on the display stand, the hands of the witch force, igniting the yin between the 200 masks, and then under the effect of [yin and yang], I saw a road in the void The masks of the yin, overlapping one after another, finally formed a gloomy face, and the face still seems to smile strangely!
Shu Yunwen slightly felt it, and the look on his face became more and more happy:
"...this strength, the combination of the formation of the wizard should be able to reach the intermediate level of witchcraft, the specific ability can not be temporarily felt, but it should not be weak!"
Shu Yunwen seriously sensed, and then suddenly felt the vaginal airflow on the front mask seemed to be intermittent, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange:
"...no! The witchcraft combined with these 200 masks seems to be incomplete and lacks the real core! The lack of cores can be combined into intermediate witches. If you add the core, it won't... ..."
Shu Yunwen is pondering. Sui Benmei looked at Shu Yunwen and asked with a look: "Yong Wenjun, are these faces problematic?"
"Oh... no, no problem." Shu Yunwen shook his head, then turned his head and looked at the garden. "... Yes, the garden, you know, don't know, who is the person who collects these Xiaolu masks?"
"Well? People who collect masks?" The garden snorted, then lit the chin. "...When I think about it, I remember, is a philanthropist named Su Fanghongzi? You Wen, you asked what to do?"

Shu Yunwen smiled and said: "...nothing, I just think that the mask here seems to be missing. In addition..."
"...I want to buy all her masks!"