Metropolitan Police Department, Search Section 1, forcibly search the office of Department 3.
Officer Mumu hung up the phone, put his hand on his forehead, leaned back on his chair feebly, and cursed "Damn it!" "It's true! These guys really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, they will only cause trouble..." ...But is what Yunwen said just now true? Were those members of the violent group really called over by Conan?"
Officer Megure frowned, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "...Forget it! Regardless of whether it's true or not, it's always wrong to let a kid like Conan stay with someone from a violent group! If Conan really If you are influenced by these people and join the Yakuza organization, it will be bad! Well..."
"...It's better to call Brother Maori first and ask him to take him back!"
Officer Megure thought about it, picked up the phone again, and dialed the number of the Mori Detective Agency:
"Hello? Is this Brother Maori?"
…
Five minutes later, outside the Xianpai Cafe.
Because of the "visit" of a large number of Yakuza members, the originally crowded streets suddenly became much more relaxed.
In front of the coffee shop, Shu Yunwen took out his pockets, glanced sideways at Conan who was still in the coffee shop, curled his lips in displeasure and said: "This little devil is really serious, wasn't he just making a joke, and he is so angry?" Like this, he almost bit me just now..."
By the way, if we hadn't just cheated you and you felt guilty, would you believe it if I were to press you on the table and play my dick right now?
Shu Yunwen was thinking wildly, and Asamiya Shino next to him nodded appreciatively and said: "President Futian's vision is indeed right. This little friend went crazy and even dared to fight Master Yunwen. This kind of courage is incredible. You're just talking about the club! With a little training of this kind of talent, he will definitely be a good hand in killing people in the future..."
After Asamiya Shino finished speaking, Shu Yunwen said "uh" and there was a black line on his forehead——
What the hell! President Asamiya, how rich is your imagination?
This is just watching Conan kick his feet a few times, but it actually reminds me of Conan killing people...
How can you be the club president with your imagination? You can just rewrite it! ~
Shu Yunwen muttered in his heart, imagining Conan carrying two machetes, cutting all the way from Mihua Town to Penglai East Road. He said "huh" in his heart, then coughed slightly and changed the subject: "By the way, Asamiya will Commander, regarding that robber, in what direction are you investigating?"
"Well... some of us are currently investigating the sale of stolen goods, and the other part of us are investigating several scenes where your cousin was attacked, hoping to find evidence." Asamiya Shino replied.
"Then are you sure?" Shu Yunwen asked.
"Of course!" Asamiya Shino nodded confidently, "We can't compare to the police when it comes to investigating murder cases, but when it comes to petty theft and robbery, we are much better than the police! If nothing else, we are much better than the police. , the biggest channel for selling stolen goods in this area is a small society affiliated with the Sixuanhui, and most of the stolen goods cannot escape their hands. As for the search of the attack site, we can also get more information..."
"Well……"
Which question yields the most information?
It's obvious that you are threatening others, so others dare not say anything, right?
Shu Yunwen complained in his heart, and a subordinate next to him suddenly came over and said: "President, we have taken control of the department store next to it, checked their surveillance and the situation on the roof, and found that the floors above them The surveillance cameras and the door locks leading to the roof were destroyed..."
"Really? The security of this department store is really bad!" Asamiya Shino frowned, "...are there no other clues?"
"We are looking for witnesses, but it will take time." The subordinate just said, and suddenly the walkie-talkie on his body rang: "Captain, the person in charge of the department store said that they hired someone from a cleaning company to clean the top floor today. Maybe I saw that guy..."
"Find those people and bring them here!"
"Okay, President!"
…
In the Xianpai Cafe, on the window seat.
Tsukamoto Sumi put her hand on Conan's shoulder, smiled and apologized: "Okay! Conan, don't be angry, Yunwen-kun just wanted to make a joke with you..."
"Uh...I know." Conan reluctantly moved his arms and laughed dryly, "Sister Shumei, can you let me go first?"
"Well, I can let you go, but you have to promise not to go and fight Yunwen-kun!" Tsukamoto Sumi warned seriously, "otherwise, I will pull you back like I did just now!"
"Hahaha... Of course, I will never go to Brother Yunwen!" As Conan spoke, he touched his bruised arm with his right hand and almost cried——
Damn it! I ran a few times just now and you caught me a few times. Now my left arm is almost numb. How can I dare to run again?
You really can’t afford to offend such a husband-protecting maniac with such incredible strength! Even the children are not spared... 嘤嘤嘤...
Conan felt sad in his heart, and Tsukamoto Sumi also let go of Conan. Next to him, Kindaichi gently stroked Conan's head and said, "Okay, little friend. Being associated with such a Yakuza organization is not necessarily a bad thing. Don't Not to mention, at least those bad guys will consider whether it's worth it before provoking you, right?"
As soon as Kaneda finished speaking, Conan said "uh": "Why don't you say that those ordinary people will respect you?"
"That's true." Kaneda nodded, and then sighed softly, "But if you ask me, this identity is still very useful... at least when the detective solves the case, the chance of being retaliated will be much smaller. . Just like the Maori detective, he must have been retaliated against a lot of times, right?"
Conan was stunned for a moment after listening to Kindaichi's words, then nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Maori is indeed often retaliated against..."
Conan and Kindaichi were chatting, and a big man from the Yakuza organization who was protecting everyone next to him coughed lightly and said disdainfully: "This classmate, do you also want to join our Sumiyoshi Club? I can tell you, our Sumiyoshi Club is not a waste. All accepted, unless you are as good as this little friend..."
When the big man finished speaking, Conan's eyelids twitched twice and his face was speechless——
All right! Although we like to be praised very much, why do we feel weird when being praised by people like you from Sumiyoshi-kai?
Conan complained in his mind, while Someda Ichiro stood up and quietly tried to sneak away. However, after taking a few steps, he was stopped by a big man and said, "Mr. Someda, where are you going?"
"I, I suddenly thought of something urgent..." Someda stuttered with a sad face, and the big man pushed Someda Ichiro back into his seat with a "snap" and said:
"Mr. Someda, please wait a little longer. Our club has discovered clues. It won't be long before we can catch that guy! As for your urgent matter... If you can, please tell us and we will help you solve it! Please You believe that in Tokyo, with the power of our Sumiyoshi-kai, there is nothing that cannot be solved!"
When the big man finished speaking, Someda let out a "woo" and leaned back on the chair helplessly——
In other words, you were worried about being found out as the robber, so you made excuses to escape, okay?
There is nothing that cannot be solved...
Damn it! How about you just deal with me now?
