Detective Conan empathy

Belmode stood leaning on the car on the side of the road, lowered his head and swiped his phone. The ancient and noble Porsche 356A exuding a long-lasting atmosphere complemented the bright and beautiful woman very well, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the inscrutable smile on her mouth.

"Aww, ma'am, you haven't updated for a long time! I want to see the interaction between Hongzi and Heizi..."

"Ma'am, I like you, please update quickly, okay..."

"Hongzi and Heizi stopped updating No.90 for eight days, I miss them and miss my wife..."

Belmode looked at each message, sneered and typed a line: "There will be an update, don't worry my lovely babies, the red boy and black boy you want will be available in these two days."

Fuck me, right?

Steal my motorcycle, right?

Delay me from buying a notebook, right?

Think I'll let you off like this?It's so naive, Gin!

If you don't let you be pushed down by Akai Shuichi a hundred times, I will be sorry for my lovely readers!

huh huh huh huh……

Belmode looked at the large piece of words "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh with words" that flashed up at the bottom, and said to the vodka who was carrying big and small bags next to him: "Let's go, don't wait for that guy It's—doesn't he have my car?"

When she goes back, she will open another Chiqin, just in time to test the waters with the posture that seems to be quite popular recently, hehehehe...

"Ah-"

There was a sudden chill behind the back of the gin that was rushing back, and there was an inexplicable bad feeling.He frowned and thought for a while but still had no idea, so he simply put it behind him.

Is there anything more depressing than missing Hei Zhen?

Gin drooped his eyelids in frustration.

He knew that getting involved with that brat would be bad!

Forget it, let's look for someone who wants to sell it, although it's a bit unrealistic, after all, Hei Zhen just came out, someone who is willing to sell...

Do you want to wait for the New York show in five months?At that time, there will be a US version on the market, which is also the one he plans to buy... But it is really a pity to miss this one!

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand..." The kid wearing glasses blinked his eyes and said innocently with a dazed expression.

"What are you doing here at the pier?" Akai Shuichi changed the way of asking, and decided to proceed step by step, "It's very dangerous to come here alone."

"The teacher assigned us a summer homework of observing things. I like ships very much, so I want to come here to have a look..." Conan still pretended to be a child, but his fists hidden in his pockets were clenched tightly.

It seems that this person's target is that guy, and he looks very difficult. Could it be that guy's enemy?

And this person's sense of smell is too sensitive, right?He didn't even notice that he smelled of that guy's smoke on him, but this man could recognize the person he was looking for from the smell of cigarettes-to know someone so deeply without being like enemies...

What is the identity of this person?What is his purpose in looking for Gin?

"So have you met anyone on the pier?" Akai Shuichi continued to ask, "For example, a man in a black windbreaker with long hair?"

really……

This person's words further confirmed Conan's guess, this person's goal is Gin!Conan's brain was running fast, and the expression on his face remained unchanged: "No, but a man on a motorcycle passed me quickly. He was wearing a helmet, so I couldn't see him." The detective kid also tried The cliche: "Uncle, are you the policeman who is catching the bad guys? Is that the bad guy you want to catch?"

"Almost." Hideichi Akai replied ambiguously. The biker wearing a helmet mentioned in the kid's words should be the murderer that Judy and the others are tracking, but how to explain the smell of smoke on the kid's body? ?Could it be that he made a mistake?

No, it's impossible.That guy will definitely not give up this kind of cigarette for another brand, and only that guy will especially favor this kind of cigarette that smells weird and expensive.

So, the brat is probably lying.And the purpose of his lying is to cover up what?

Does he know that guy?Or does he know something?

But this act, which seemed to be covering something, didn't look like something an ordinary seven or eight-year-old kid could do.

Akai Hideichi thought about a lot of things for a moment, but answered the kid's words without any obvious face: "That person is a very important prisoner, little brother, have you really never seen someone with a similar dress?"

"No, such a special outfit, if I see it, I will definitely remember it." Conan shook his head and said.

This person is "almost" a policeman, so that means he should be someone from the police—no, it won't be the Japanese police, at least not from Tokyo, and he speaks with a slightly strange accent and his outline is more Ordinary Asians are more profound, are they foreign police officers?

Then it is understandable that their goal is Gin.

But even so...

He also didn't want that guy's information to be leaked from him.

You know, the organization in black has already been listed as an opponent by him.If one day in the future it is necessary to fight swords and guns, he must catch that guy with his own hands!

"Brother, Mr. Lawrence Jr. is going back to the United States. He said he wanted to see you before he left..." Vodka's cautious voice came from the phone, probably because he was afraid of disturbing his elder brother's translation process.

"I don't know, I don't want to go, I don't have time." The strange name was only passed through in my mind and then it was thrown aside. The corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction with the equipment and raw materials.

The ascension stones are all collected, after waiting for so long, his orange weapon can finally ascend the star.

It was not in vain that he had been sick for several nights, and now he was able to kick No.2 by a long way.

"But brother, Mr. Lawrence Jr.'s surname is Lawrence after all..." Vodka had a bitter face, racking his brains for words, "If..."

"Isn't it good to let Belmode go? Didn't that guy fall in love with that woman?" Gin who was reminded of who "Little Lawrence" was by Vodka casually said while opening the interface for strengthening equipment.

He still remembered that when Belmode first came back, he was stalked by that little Lawrence, which annoyed the woman so much that he even played the role of the woman's lover in friendship for a while to top the tank.

So what's the matter with the guy going back?

My brother, don't you really know who that little Lawrence is really looking for?

That little sweetheart has already set her heart on you!This time he came to Tokyo, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is interested in you!

However, his elder brother will go out on missions if he has missions, and stay at home and play games if he has no missions. Last time, he got mixed into the holographic game. I didn't see any of them.

Seeing that I'm going back this time, my little sweetheart is definitely in a hurry...

Vodka, who is dedicated to the lifelong affairs of her elder brother, always feels that even if it is a man, hugging it should be more interesting than playing games...

But how should he persuade his eldest brother to put down the keyboard and mouse in his hands and go out to meet Mr. Lawrence, the little American sweetheart?

If you say it directly, you will definitely be severely beaten by the elder brother...

The man wearing sunglasses listened to the "crackling" sound of the keyboard again, so he had to hang up the phone silently - the elder brother who entered the game state used to use such unreasonable reasons as "breathing is too noisy, idiot" to make trouble. He beat him up again and again, for the sake of his own life, he should stop looking for a sense of existence.

It's a pity that little Mr. Lawrence...

"By the way, Dr. Ali, what happened to the things I asked you to do?"

Conan, who spent a whole day chasing down the murderer who was a member of the SEAL, sorted out the information he got and made a plan for the next day. Conan finally relaxed and picked up the watermelon on the table and gnawed on it. He sighed, suddenly remembered something, and asked hastily.

"Is that the thing you sent text messages during the day?" Dr. A Li looked at his little neighbor and touched his round chin, "To be honest, it's hard to get that kind of thing, especially in this kind of situation just now. In the case of listing, besides, I have no acquaintances in that area..."

"Is that so..." Conan felt a little regretful, but what the doctor said was true, and it was really embarrassing for him to get that kind of thing for a half-century old man.

But apart from the doctor, he couldn't find anyone who could help.

However, he was still a little unwilling to give up like this.After all, even though that guy was disgusted at the time, he still helped him in earnest.

Seeing the frustrated expression on the little neighbor's face, Dr. Ali smiled slyly: "Hahaha, you will be fooled one day, Shinichi!"

"Doctor!" Conan was taken aback for a moment, realizing that the old man had lied to him, and immediately turned black.

Dr. A Li still had a smug expression: "I'm a genius inventor. It's not difficult to find something. Just hack into the official website and tamper with the information!" Then he turned and took out a small box: "Look! I have already got it!"

"...Does the genius inventor have anything to do with this? No doctor, you actually hacked into the official website?!" Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, this old man is hiding deep enough!

However, in this way, the problem that has been bothering him has been easily solved, and he doesn't have to keep thinking about it, even when solving the case, he will be a little distracted.

Thinking like this, Conan immediately took out his cell phone and dialed someone's number.

Half an hour later, an impatient platinum-blond long-haired man walked in with a cigarette in his mouth: "I said you kid, don't keep calling me if you have nothing to do, what do you want to do if you have already helped you during the day? You should have learned the principle of doing your own thing in kindergarten, right?" He originally planned to classify it tonight, okay?

"I'm not asking for your help this time..." Conan said with a smile. "Besides, complaints are complaints. Didn't you also come here?"

"That's because you said it was very urgent on the phone, as if you would die if I didn't come." Gin curled his lips in disdain, and sat down on the sofa with his long legs, and took a piece of watermelon by the way.

The proficiency of the movements can tell at a glance that this guy has often come to visit.

"Okay, okay, the main reason is that I didn't make it clear on the phone, but I can guarantee that you will never regret this trip." Conan held out a box with a mysterious expression on his face: "Dr. It took a lot of effort to get it.”

Gin stopped Conan from handing the box to him: "Didn't you little detective discover it before?" He reached out and groped around the edge of the sofa a few times. There was a small black thing.

"This is..." Conan's expression changed.

"It's probably some wild dog that smelled it, something like a bug/listening/device..." Qin Jiu sneered, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and raised his eyebrows: "Is this assembly style? ..."

Conan looked a little nervous, did the organization discover them?But judging by Gin's expression, it doesn't quite look like...

Gin stared at the small bug/listening/device, his sharp eyes seemed to see the owner behind it, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips, with a kind of nostalgia, expectation, excitement, coldness, etc. A name was spoken in an emotional tone——

"Akai... Shuichi..."

Immediately, he mercilessly crushed the wiretapping device into crumbs.