Within a military base in California, several specially mutated pigeons flew away.

They would fly to Edwards Air Force Base and tell their owners what happened there.

And, just when Zabo made some move.

Conan and others, who had fled to Texas, had just found a place to rest.

"uncle!"

“Is there a small town morning paper here?!”

Conan lay on the counter and asked the innkeeper in a cute tone.

Xiao Ai behind him rolled his eyes. This great detective has always been good at being cute.

"Morning paper?!"

"Little guy, do you understand?!"

Hearing Conan's question, the tall and thin man in front of him chuckled.

"Ah, the morning paper!"

"Sorry, I almost forgot."

However, Dr. Ali on the side had already taken the room key and originally planned to take Conan and the others upstairs.

When I heard Conan say this, I was slightly startled.

But he quickly reacted, and a trademark smile appeared on his chubby face.

"ah!"

"I do have this habit."

"I like to read newspapers when I have breakfast. Boss, do we provide breakfast here?!"

Dr. Ali turned around and pulled Conan off the cabinet. He held Conan in his arms and touched his head. His thick white beard also curled up.

"That's it!"

The boss looked at Dr. Ali strangely.

He really rarely saw such guests, all dirty and accompanied by several children.

It seems that their journey to Texas was not smooth, but what does it have to do with him?!

"The newspaper is on the sofa over there."

"If you want to see it, just go and get it."

The boss pointed to a row of worn-out old-fashioned sofas against the wall and said nonchalantly.

Those newspapers are inherently worthless. The population of this town is too small, and few people will read those tattered papers.

However, breakfast...

"My restaurant here is open at noon."

"But if you also want to eat in the morning, I can make it for you."

After a pause, the boss added another sentence.

"However, this hard work cannot be spared."

He knocked on the wooden table at the front desk and looked at Dr. Ali.

He looked like a chicken-stealing fox, and seemed to want to drain all the little money Dr. Ali had.

"Forehead……"

"In this case, I'll trouble the boss."

Dr. Ari took a few coins from Conan's hand and patted them on the counter.

This is the only money they have left.

Is this boss obsessed with money?!

However, at least the topic has been changed. The focus is on the newspapers that Conan wants to see. Just spend some money.

Besides, they are really hungry. Being able to eat a hot breakfast is also very helpful for them to recover.

"It's okay, the customer is God."

"If you need any help, please let me know, but my fees are not low."

The boss put the coins into the cabinet with a flick of his hand.

Then he put a smile on his face and told Dr. Ali that as long as he gave him money, he could help with anything.

"Um, thank you!!"

"Except for breakfast, we won't use it for the time being."

Dr. A Li said cheerfully, but actually his heart was bleeding.

In fact, those mercenaries didn't know how to save money at all, and what Conan could collect was really very little.

It was only a small amount of money in total, but in the blink of an eye, it was almost spent.

The main reason is that the deposit they just collected was too much, but now they are still in the dark, what can they do?!

Why!

It’s so difficult!!

Dr. A Li expressed heartfelt emotion.

…

Go up the spiral staircase and arrive at the third floor, which was originally supposed to be the bedrooms of this small western-style building.

Now it has obviously been renovated by the boss and re-divided into rooms.

Come out of the stairs and turn left. There are two rooms here against the windows of the garden outside.

There are copper house plates marked 302 and 301 on the door.

Dr. Agasa opened the door with the key, and the god, who had experienced this for the first time, rushed in happily and cheered.

For this frog, she really seems to be traveling.

"Haiyuan, be careful!!"

Conan grabbed Xiao Ai, who was about to enter the room, and whispered something.

Even now, he still can't trust Frogzi. They are not the same people. Even if the other person is a god, he looks like an evil god.

Because, would a truly benevolent god take the lives of others cruelly like what Dr. Ali said?

"..."

Xiao Ai looked at Conan and was silent for a moment.

She knew the thoughts in this great detective's heart, which were kind, pure, and even naive and childish.

And, in that dark organization, she had experienced more suffering than Conan.

Even in the darkness, Xiao Ai is still kind.

However, she also knows that sometimes kindness cannot solve the problem, and for some evils, there should be extraordinary measures.

What's more, the existence of real gods now, isn't this kind of thing enough to subvert the three views?!

So, they have now come to the new world, and some things in the past no longer apply.

If, just say if.

Conan was able to put aside his naivety and let the god take action in the face of the vicious men who were chasing them.

They may be much better off now, no, they should be very relaxed now.

It's a pity that if he could really sit back and watch the massacre happen, then maybe he wouldn't be Conan.

"I'm going to rest first. Call me if you have anything!"

"Master God is here, don't worry about me."

Bang!!

After saying that, Xiao Ai entered the room and locked the door behind him.

"..."

I'm just worried about that god, okay?

Conan looked at the door that was closed every day with a look of helplessness on his face.

Why, it feels like I can’t explain it to Haiyuan?!

Why did Mr. Haiyuan speak to that god? Shouldn't you stand on a united front with me?!

So distressed!!
To be continued...