It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 580 Daily Mission Completed Again

If he sets up an anti-tracking program, then Dr. Agasa will be in danger.

If he set up the explosion program, then Bechfinger would be in danger.

That madman would definitely not leave any useful clues for them to find.

He suddenly thought, "Oh, right, he won't find you because of this, right?"

Kawasei Machi shook his head with an innocent smile on his face, not seeming to have any sense of crisis. "Don't worry, my brother is using an item that will automatically destroy itself, and it won't last long. We've also set up an anti-tracking program on our phone, so even if he has the ability, he won't be able to find it for a while. We have plenty of time to destroy this phone."

He explained and finally made a proud "yeah" gesture.

Conan was a little stunned after hearing this, "I didn't expect you guys would know so many things."

Hearing this, Kawasei Machi blinked, looked at Kawasei Shinryu and smiled slightly, then replied in a very normal tone, "Because if you don't learn a little more, it will be difficult to survive."

Conan fell silent. After a while, he put his hands behind his head and said with a relaxed look, "It's getting late. I'll go back to my room first."

"Okay~ Good night Conan, see you tomorrow."

Kawasho Machika waved at him with a bright smile on his face.

Kawasei Shinryu stood up and followed him, and only closed the door of his own room after seeing him return to the room.

Turning around and looking at Kawasei Machi, he walked towards the bathroom.

Kawasei Machika immediately fell on the bed, raised his hands above his head, stretched, pulled the quilt over his body, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Acting is so tiring.

It’s mentally exhausting.

When Kawasaki and Sheng were acting in front of Conan with their 1,600 tricks, in the hotel next door.

Bechfinger stuffed the medicine bottle into his magic pocket, took out his wand, and swung it at the ice cubes.

The small ice sculptures that were supposed to take a whole night to carve suddenly appeared neatly in the box specially for ice cubes.

He even added some detailed mistakes on most of the small ice sculptures, making them look like they were not carved well due to mistakes.

After touching the aching wound on his forehead, Bechfinger shook his head and sighed, "Oh, I really worked too hard. Look, I spent a whole night carving out so many perfect ice sculptures. This magician is even more hardworking than Gin."

"It shouldn't be too much for the hardworking magician to enjoy himself a little."

He sat on the small sofa, crossed his legs, waved his wand, and a cup of hot cocoa with milk appeared in his hand.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Beihefenger took a sip of hot cocoa and calmly turned his head to look towards the window.

Wai Rui looked at the window and door.

A black figure entered the room from the window, with his elbows clasped and his feet half a meter away from the floor. He glanced around the room, then glanced at Bechfinger, took out a chair and sat down in mid-air.

Beihefenger looked at him, took another sip of hot cocoa, and complained leisurely, "You, a coffin sleeper, have such a serious mysophobia."

It’s still a day of talking to myself, or simply talking to myself.

X looked at him with blood-red eyes and replied expressionlessly, "No one dares to rest in my coffin."