Ke Xue: I Went Crazy After Tearing up the Script

I dressed as Edogawa Conan, and the first thing I did was tear off all the case clippings on the wall. Go to his black organization, go to his secret room to kill people, go to his daily life of a Death God elementary school student. In this life, I just want to use this seven-year-old body to lie down peacefully, eat Xiaolan's food, use A Li's Internet, and survive in Didan Elementary School until I graduate. Until the murder scene, the blonde loli put a gun between my eyebrows: "Kudo Shinichi, that's not how the script works." The Beretta on her waist was exactly the same as the gin one. I twisted off the knife that the murderer had just raised with my backhand, and slapped the gavel on the police chief's desk: "From now on, this Tokyo—" "Act according to my script."