I'm in Conan, and the Pope Is a Little Busy!

[Pure Black Real Wine Pope] [IQ Crushing] [Tear Down the World's Xipi] Karasuma Lorenzo, codenamed "The Pope," is like an indescribable shadow, parachuted from the vortex of power in Europe to the neon rice flower town. Conan's face was tense, and his eyes behind the lenses were as sharp as knives: "Mr. Lorenzo, your reasoning... Seems to be contrary to common sense?" Lorenzo tapped his lower lip with his fingertips, smiling unpredictably: "Little detective, in my case, the result is the only logic. Moreover, some truths, rotten in the stomach, are good for everyone." The gin wine Beretta almost touched his forehead, and his voice was quenched with ice: "Pope, your hand is stretched too long!" Lorenzo opened the gun casually, with an elegant but cold smile: "Relax, my old friend Gin. I'm just helping 'that gentleman' deal with some... 'Little troubles' that you 'veterans' are helpless to deal with. After all, I am a busy man." He is the most mysterious and unpredictable ace in the organization, codenamed "The Pope". He is the uncrowned king in the darkness and an absolute variable that makes all forces sleepless. When the "Pope" began to get seriously "busy", the sky of Mihua Town had already been covered by his hand. Those familiar faces will also lead to completely different and even irreversible fates under the net he has carefully woven.