Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 502 This can be considered unharmed

"..."

Qi Ming smelled the fragrance of Vermouth.

Although it's unclear whether it's the smell of meat or her perfume.

Anyway, he always felt like he had been set up.

Why did Vermouth suddenly appear now, instead of earlier or later?

Qi Ming held the phone a little further away, using the selfie stick as a clip, so that Ai Haibara could clearly see Vermouth's current state.

"What can she do? Look at her, besides her face, what else is there to see?"

If we were to say that all we could see just now was Vermouth's neck and above.

Now, thanks to Qi Ming's adjustments, Vermouth's entire body has become visible.

His clothes were tattered, and the exposed skin had burns of varying degrees.

However, just a few seconds after this screen appeared, the phone emitted a notification sound.

[User suspected of seeking sensationalism has been banned]

"..."

Seeing that the screen had been turned off, Qi Ming silently put away his phone, placed his hands on Vermouth's shoulders, and then shook her violently.

"Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"

"Do you know how bizarre you are right now?!"

Fortunately, Vermouth is already unconscious, otherwise in addition to the burning status, she would also be inflicted with the chaotic status.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm a big shot, I won't get angry."

Qi Ming sighed, helped Vermouth to lie flat on the ground, and then simply and directly inserted an acupuncture needle.

Visibly, Vermouth's reddened, burned skin returned to its snow-white color.

The moment after the other person's injuries healed, Vermouth's eyelashes trembled, and then she opened her eyes.

"You're awake? Are you alright?"

When her eyes met Qi Ming's, although she sensed the concern in his words, Vermouth felt no emotion whatsoever.

What are you pretending for here?

Don't you know perfectly well whether I'm injured or not?!

Vermouth stood up and looked at her body.

She did not see any burns, and the stinging sensation from the flames had dissipated.

If her clothes and pants hadn't been so tattered, she might have truly believed that the flames were just an illusion.

"Could I have a jacket?"

"5000w."

"...I'll go back and get you."

Qi Ming glanced down at Vermouth and handed her the coat.

Although he had already seen it, it didn't stop him from watching it again.

There are details; it seems that foreigners don't like wearing that kind of thing.

"..."

Vermouth naturally noticed Qi Ming's gaze, but she no longer wanted to talk to him.

After putting on her coat and fastening the zipper, Vermouth looked around and frowned as she asked.

"Where's Kudo Shinichi?"

"Oh, he said he wanted to get through the challenges on his own. Now that you're out, he should be soon too."

Qi Ming led Vermouth back to the door in front of the Hell Path where Shinichi Kudo was.

There's no need to look inside; just look down and you'll see Shinichi Kudo already lying in the safe zone a meter in front of the door, where there are no flamethrower holes.

He looked just as disheveled as Vermouth had been earlier—no, he looked even more disheveled.

After all, this guy's physical abilities are not as good as Vermouth's.

The prone position was a bit strange, with one arm pressed tightly against the seam of the pants, while the other hand was stretched straight forward, with one index finger pointing at the ground.

I wonder if they wanted to write the word "misery" on someone's trouser leg.

"What? Aren't they already resting?"

Vermouth glanced at Qi Ming, sighed, and dragged Shinichi Kudo into the room.

What do you mean he's resting? He's clearly dying!

……

"Well!"

Shinichi Kudo opened his eyes.

He felt no discomfort whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt excellent.

I think I fainted just before I was about to run inside because I couldn't hold on any longer.

Shinichi Kudo quickly stood up and checked his body.

The answer is obvious: apart from the clothes being burned, everything else was fine.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Qi Ming, who was looking at the other iron gates, turned around and came to Shinichi Kudo's side, patting him on the shoulder.

Shinichi Kudo remained silent, only giving Qi Ming a resentful look.

"Brother, you said you'd protect me from getting hurt."

Seeing this, Vermouth also crossed her arms and stared at Qi Ming with half-closed eyes.

"Isn't it a bit embarrassing that you injured a team member while leading the team?"

Qi Ming scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"Then let me ask you, are you injured?"

"Where are you injured? What, are your clothes made of your skin?"

"..."

Shinichi Kudo sighed dejectedly and fell silent.

Sure enough, I was still too naive.

So, healing someone after they've been injured is considered not being injured, right?

Shinichi Kudo did suspect that Qi Ming was deliberately messing with him.

But then you notice Vermouth's new jacket and her ripped jeans, which were originally fine.

He also realized that Qi Ming was truly fair.

Treat equally.

For some reason, Shinichi Kudo was a little afraid of the upcoming schedule.

But it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

After all, they went through hell separately earlier, but now at least they're all together again...

Although they don't know if the danger they encounter will change from a trap to Qi Ming himself.

"..."

Vermouth turned around and secretly rolled her eyes, then looked around the room they were in again.

What is this room we're in now?

Her red lips parted slightly. Although she asked the question, she guessed that this room was most likely the second trap here.

The realm of hungry ghosts.

But no matter how you look at it, this room doesn't look like a hungry ghost at all.

"It should be the second level, but the judge didn't say anything for a long time."

Qi Ming then answered, and then waved to the surveillance camera on the ceiling in the corner.

"Hey DM, don't get stuck on this line!"

……

In the monitoring room.

Emiya Masayoshi stood up, his hands gripping the table, staring intently at the screen, utterly dumbfounded.

"That's it, that's it..."

Emiya Seimei murmured.

If he had intentionally or unintentionally ignored Qi Ming's various abnormalities in the past.

But now he can no longer deceive himself.

This person simply injected a medicine into the two burned people, and their wounds miraculously healed...

Recalling the strange behavior of the person just now, Emiya Masayoshi was quite certain.

Qi Ming, like him, was chosen by heaven and possessed special abilities!

Emiya Masayoshi's hands trembled involuntarily.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of excitement.

Where there is light, there will be shadows; therefore, having a righteous partner will inevitably lead to having evil servants.

I never expected to run into him today!

At that moment, Emiya Seisei suddenly felt like he was the protagonist.

Qi Ming is the first real villain he needs to defeat.

His surprise at Qi Ming passing through the Hell Path unscathed had dissipated, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Lacking information, Emiya Masayoshi now believes Qi Ming's words.

That is, the flames in the Hell Path cause magical damage.

However, the next few trial traps would all be real physical damage, and he didn't believe that Qi Ming could emerge unscathed.

But Emiya Masayoshi will soon find out.

Mechanisms are utterly insignificant in the face of numerical values.