The Thorny Rules of the Detective Conan World

One morning sixty years later, I was lying on a hospital bed. I didn't have much time left. By this time, Conan had already written more than 5,000 episodes. I held my phone and scrolled through the flat screen——I've finished reading today's updates. The children gathered around the bed and said heartbrokenly: "Dad, stop reading. You are so old. You should take a rest." The great-grandson said at the bedside, "Grandpa, you have been watching this anime for sixty or seventy years. When will you see the end?" I turned my head and glanced at my great-grandson and said calmly: "The author of this book has been writing for more than sixty years. From youth to middle age and then to old age, he has been writing all his life. He is writing books with his life. It is estimated that he will never finish it in this life. It seems that I will pass it on to my children to continue writing. I wish I had known this earlier. One book can last a lifetime. What a good job. It seems that my grandfather can't bear it anymore. After my grandfather passes away, if there is an ending to this book that day, you can read it to your grandfather when you visit his grave. Ah~~~~~cough cough" Ha~~~~~huh~~~~~ha~~~~huh... Time will freeze from now on. Seventy years later, a white-haired old man was pushed in a wheelchair by some young people to the tombstone of a grave. The old man ordered the young man to bring out a bouquet of flowers and some offerings, and then said to the grave: "Grandpa, I came to see you again. It seems that this book will not end in my lifetime. You are right. It seems that the author really passed this book to his descendants to write. But don't worry, I have asked my great-grandson to pay attention to this book. If there is an ending, he will be the first to inform you. I really have to blame you for a few words. I wish you had written a book. Look, one book can feed several generations..." The old man stopped making noises, only the chirping of cicadas. After a while, several young people heard painful cries, and soon a new grave was added next to it. ... One thousand eight hundred and forty years later, a young man placed a large number of fruit offerings in front of an ancient tomb and kowtowed, "Ancestor, your wish is finally coming true. This book will have an ending soon. Because I took the only daughter of the author's heir and obtained the writing rights for this book, I can let Conan grow up at any time. Originally, I did not intend for the ending to be passed on to future generations, but why do you always want to read the ending?" At this time, the sky was dark, with thunder and lightning, and an old voice came, "You unworthy descendants, how can you smash such a good job just because you want it!" This is purely for entertainment, don't criticize if you don't like it. . . . . . . . . . .

I think this book can be ranked in the top five among Conan fans, but not many people know how to read it.

This picture is very suitable!

——So, what kind of Holy Grail ritual can make any wish come true? —— ——But they can't all be from the same camp. In other words, even if it's all wine from the winery, there will definitely be traitors and undercover agents—— ——Oh, isn't this good? Clean out all those rats—— The rule is-the seven masters and seven heroic spirits must all have the code name of the winery. However, the seven heroic spirits are wine that did not originally exist. The seven Masters are still alive at the beginning of the plot. Selected randomly, appear randomly. In this elevated city, on this gorgeous stage, fighting—— "Chat, saber——Oh, as expected, the only one who can make me work overtime is you." Nan Ling looked at Gin with a headache, a little timid, and a hint of joy. "Uzo, lancer—this class seems a little bad? Will it affect luck? But I am the European Emperor, so it should be fine—" Jiang Xia looked at Rum and felt that his luck must have been affected. ——"There must be a bar code? Wait, then I can't——" Haihara trembled and waited for her heroic spirit to appear, but she did not feel the aura that scared her. "Ah, isn't this little Shirley? It's a pity that it's not my Touko——" Qing Feng bent down and smiled. "When we meet for the first time, my code name is Amoret, and my rank is Archer." "Lark, rider—I didn't expect that my master would It's you." "You know me?" "We, the imaginary heroes, should know everyone." Chi Feichi looked at Akai Shuichi and had the urge to kill him. "Brandy, caster——ah, isn't this sister-in-law?" "Sister-in-law? In which world did I get married?" Belmode was slightly surprised, even incredulous. "Yes, we are still brothers-in-law~" The blond boy smiled, with a pair of devil's horns sprouting from his head. "Mezcal, assassin—yes, it's just mezcal." The moment he saw Toru Amuro, Asano Nobushige adjusted his expression and said with a chuckle. "I will protect you, absolutely." "Colum, berserker - who are you?" Looking at the boss of the winery, Shiraishi calmly took out the bomb. The Holy Grail War begins.

I have to say that the author has perfectly portrayed the character of Qing Feng. She is naughty and cute with her friends. She is a gentle and kind lady in front of outsiders, but she is also a powerful female killer secretly. It's sweet, cute and cute, it's pretty good. As for the plot, although the inclusion of Onmyoji in the later stage always feels inconsistent, it is generally good. It does not completely copy the plot and adds a lot of my own things to make the whole story fuller. This is the first Conan fan novel I've read about a girl traveling through time. It's really well written. Please give it a thumbs up, author. I give you all the votes.

Don't be like this, big brother! ! ! This is the first book I bought at Qidian! ! ! It's been a year, why haven't you come back yet? My favorite novel in which Touko is the male protagonist is so screwed up...

Looks great, cheers! I like Touko so much

I have been waiting for more than a year. As long as the starting point is still there, I will keep waiting and persist. I don't want to have this time yet. (▼ Plate▼#)

I seriously suspect that the author forgot his Writer's Assistant password

I have been waiting for a year and a half to make it big, from the time I first entered the starting point to now 😭