Chapter 214 The naughty kids performed steadily
"Conan really wants to leave us and run away again!"
"How did you..." Conan took a step back and glanced at Huihara Ai stood behind her with an indifferent expression.
Hai Yuan Ai spread his hands, looking helpless: "They are not willing to go back, secretly following you on the subway."
Looking at them with excited faces Looking guilty, Conan subconsciously looked at his phone screen.
Oops, joker just told him that he was almost there, could it be...
"Hey, it's very lively." Sure enough, before Conan finished being nervous, joker's typical lazy voice came from behind Passed over.
The children who surrounded Conan were interrupted by the sudden voice and raised their heads in confusion.
"Good afternoon, kids." Karasawa put his hands in his pockets, bent down from behind Conan, and looked at the elementary school students with a smile.
A few of them had seen joker in the form of a thief, but they didn't seem to associate it with his white hair for a while, and looked back at him blankly and strangely.
Tang Ze's eyes swept across several people, especially Huihara Ai, who paused for a long time.
...and then found that she had no reaction at all. She looked at him cautiously and doubtfully, and she no longer showed the fearful reaction that would occur when encountering organization personnel head-on.
Why is there no response to the joker vest? Why, can her radar automatically analyze the tissue content of different vests?
"Hey, hey, hey..." Conan secretly tugged on his hooded jacket.
"No problem." Tang Ze put his hand on Conan's head and rubbed it a few times, smiling at them, "A few children will keep my secrets, right?"
Secret, what secret?
The young detective team were stunned for a moment and looked at Conan.
Conan's eyes drifted for a moment, and he thought to himself, that's hard to say.
His classmates, even among primary school students, are the ones who are particularly troublesome...
The white hair and eye color seem to be very special... but he sees It's quite kid-friendly up there.
For the time being, it was judged to be harmless. Haihara Ai, who couldn't see anything unusual, looked away and flipped through his phone with a headache.
It’s all Conan’s fault, the detective who follows him everywhere. The location information provided one second may be meaningless the next, so she can only follow behind to report the location.
I don’t know how long it will take before Karasawa and the others arrive...
"That’s too arrogant," Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked across the street, and Conan thought he was The newspaper office where the criminals are located is not far ahead. "Isn't it just opposite the police station? Isn't the counterfeit banknote made directly opposite the police station?"
"Maybe they are betting on the dark side under the lights. "Okay." Haiyuan Ai crossed his arms, "Normal people would never think that someone would dare to use the printing press in front of the police station to do such a thing."
"Then let's just go to the police, right?" Kojima Motota didn't even think about it, and ran straight to the police station.
Tangze looked at his back and shook his head.
A few children and a young man who didn't look very young came to the door and said that there had been a kidnapping case. The culprits were a gang that made counterfeit money. No police would believe it.
"Hurry up, little detective," Tangze bumped Conan, who was still standing there, with his calf, and whispered, "While they are gone... Do you have any police officers you know well? Give me a call. "Have you brought your voice changer? How about I come?"
Haihara Ai, who was about to take steps to keep up with the children, turned around and stared at Conan in shock.
This is also an insider. No wonder she became the foreign aid that Kudo found, just like she contacted Karasawa... But how long have you been young? Why does it seem like everyone knows your identity, Kudo!
Under Haihara Ai’s condemning gaze again, Conan laughed a few times, pulled off his tie, picked up his phone, turned his back, and glared at joker. .
This guy lives next door to his house, and Haiyuan is Tangze's cousin. He doesn't believe it if he is unaware of Haiyuan's identity.
It was all intentional!
"Officer Megure, it's me," Conan said to the person on the other side of the phone in Kudo Shinichi's voice through the sound collector on the bow, "I discovered a group of criminals who are suspected of making counterfeit money, although it is not confirmed yet. evidence, but my judgment should be correct... They may also be holding hostages, so you must pay attention when you come..."
Watching Conan start to use the identity of Kudo Shinichi to remotely communicate Fuck, from the corner of his eye, Tang Ze saw that after struggling for several minutes in front of the police to no avail, Sayazi ran directly to the children in the newspaper office across the street, shaking her head silently.
These naughty kids in the Junior Detective Team...
You can say that they are bad-hearted, but they are definitely not bad-hearted. Although they may have various minor problems, overall, they are still good-hearted. A kind kid.
But you have to say that they have good intentions and their ability to cause trouble and harm others and themselves...
It can only be said that the teammates chosen as the God of Death are all very capable and should not be underestimated.
Children of this age are generally in a naughty stage where they forget to eat but not to fight. Even if something happens to them more than once and they are in danger frequently, it cannot stop them from being naughty.
So...
Tangze looked at the tightly drawn blinds on the second floor of the newspaper office and smiled meaningfully.
To achieve educational significance, you must leave them a profound lesson, right?
Haibara Ai, who was standing with his hands in his pockets waiting for Conan to finish the call, reached out and rubbed his cold arms.
What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel something bad...
Gin and the others are talking about her again?
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“What, no one is here at all.” He reached out and opened the door of the newspaper’s office. Motota Kojima, who had no sense of trespassing, was very rude. He walked around the empty office, "Where are the counterfeit bills? Did Conan make a mistake?"
"Genta..." A slightly frightened Yoshida Ayumi stood outside the door, nervously pulling on the door frame, not daring to really go in. "It's not good to run over here directly. We haven't even called Conan yet... ..."
"Who wants to call him? Damn it, he would rather ask an adult to help than tell us what he found. Do you think we are members of the detective team?" Yuantai complained angrily, " The big brother with white hair didn't even ask us our names. He looked down on us just like the police and thought we were children."
"Yes, Ayumi, we need to find some evidence to take back. , otherwise the police won’t believe us at all.” Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya sighed arrogantly, “It’s so troublesome to be a child.”
“But the missing eldest brother is not here, how can we bring evidence. Go back," Ayumi said timidly, "There are only a lot of paints here..."
"Yes, a lot of paints, as well as paper and brushes." Yuantai seemed to understand and grabbed a bottle. He unscrewed the lid and wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Hey, it smells so bad."
"Anyway, there is no one, so let's look for it." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was full of enthusiasm, "Finding evidence and clues from the limited scene situation, and analyzing the truth, this is what a detective should do!"
"Oh! Hurry up and find the bad guy who kidnapped others and drew counterfeit banknotes!" Yuantai shouted in a rough voice, his strong voice echoing in the empty newspaper office.
Wake up
(End of this chapter)