Edogawa Conan Novels & Stories

And this bastard raised her to be a killer, and I’ll never forgive him for that. The man scoffed, slowly rising from his seat, coming closer to the cell door. “And who the hell are you, boy? I don’t remember seeing you last night.” Takashi narrowed his eyes at me. “I am Konishi Hibiki. The one that tipped my captain off on your location.” I smiled.

Usually, she would discuss books—or anything—with her mother, which was no longer possible. "What's the title?" As he sipped the tea that Ruby had also made, Ed inquired. It was warm and perfectly fragrant. "Taiko. It's a Japanese novel about Oda Nobunaga and Ieyasu. Have you heard of them? They're real historical figures, but the novel tells the story from the perspective of their servant, making it more interesting. I love the details. The wars and strategies," Ruby explained. Ed listened with an amused feeling inside, chuckling at Ruby's earlier claim of 'not really liking to read.'

His hair was still as silver as ever, his face looked a little older but still as sharp and cunning as ever, his eyes had an empty grey look that seemed to see through flesh and bone. He wore a large cloak that was designed with wolf skin, his hands were resting on the arms of his chair, and he had a small smile on his lips as he saw Konan. Konan froze, as he tried to catch his breath, his legs trembling as he stared at the man he thought he had lost forever. “Grandfather?” he whispered, his voice breaking, his eyes slowly filled with tears. The years he had spent grieving, the years he had spent believing Conoron was dead, all crashed down on him, and he fell to his knees, his hands shaking

Slowly, cautiously, he reached for the handle and pulled the door open. The attack came fast. A blur of movement. Steel flashing in the dim light. Adrian barely had time to react before instinct took over—he twisted to the side, the blade grazing his arm instead of sinking into his chest. Pain flared—but adrenaline drowned it out. The attacker lunged again. Adrian stumbled back, grabbing the nearest object—a metal candlestick—and swinging it with more force than precision. It connected. The man staggered—but didn’t fall. There were more of them.

Based on my estimation, this person was most likely Shingen from the Shinto Way…" Harvey picked up his antique glass and took a sip. "And then?"

Ryosuke Kondo was a powerful genius in the ninja world, one seen only once in a century! Ryosuke Kondo's quick draw technique had even reached the point of perfection. In terms of disguises, Ryosuke Kondo was no match for Nine-Tails, but if it was a comparison of combat power, ten Nine Tails could not compare to one Ryosuke Kondo! The conclusion had been written long before the opening.

Well, one thing is that- He knows what I don’t like and he became one of those people that I can depend on. I felt tired from thinking that much so I laid down on my bed and waited for my eyes to close. But as I entered this dark world, a person welcomed me in who made the room not so dark anymore. It was like he was making a way for us to see. He was too bright that I couldn’t look straight at his face so I can’t really identify who he is. Though for some reason, that light he was wearing slowly dimmed. This time, I took the chance to stare at him. Yet, I was shocked. It’s as if a glass broke along when I realized that it was Conan. His forehead was covered in blood but he was smiling at me

They had suddenly become insecure, panicking at the slightest touch. "Welcome great members of the Deadly Fang Pack!" Ryu exclaimed as he approached the corridor. "Great Deadly Fangs," they chanted till his voice came into play. "Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves.".

This time Alexander curiosity was finally piqued as he raised his eyebrows and both of them gave Ash questioning looks. "So what's the full note all about, Ash?" "First off, a Donna is a title. The Donna bears a high rank in the Balck Wolf Clan world. Or maybe, just as what you said. This Donna might be the mole in the Clan. And, the note doesn't end there." Ash grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table. It was a piece of note where the handwriting was too similar. As if it was a part of the mysterious note.

"You're acting strangely, like you have seen a ghost." "Maybe," the man said, "I have." "Do I look like a ghost?" "No." "Then, continue what you were doing and leave me alone." "That sword…" "What is it now?" "You're…you're Sasaki Tokunaga." "Yes. And you are…" "I am Toyama Daido." "Never heard of you," Sasaki turned, ready to leave. "Where do you think, you are going?" Daido almost started barking. "How can you turn your back to me?"