Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds...
Time passed gradually.
Objectively speaking, this wait of less than half a minute is not a long time, but for some people, it is as long as an eternity.
The two of them were cornered and stood with their backs to the railing.
Hattori Heiji quickly thought of ways to escape.
However, facing 9 people and 9 guns with bare hands, the only ones who can escape safely are monsters, right?
Many plans were intertwined and deduced in his mind, but in the end he was overturned.
It seems like... I really have no chance to sing.
Thinking of this, Hattori Heiji suddenly laughed and said to himself: "Haha...Fortunately, that guy was in need of urination and didn't come with me. It's good luck."
Urgent need to urinate? ? ?
Hearing what a certain black man said, Conan finally lost his composure, "Hey, Brother Heiji, if you keep talking nonsense, I'm right here."
"work..."
"who!"
This childish voice, which was suspected of being cute, made Zaoya Youhong instantly alert.
After reacting, the leader of the thieves raised his gun without thinking and aimed at the iron staircase on the third floor.
"He's actually a little devil..."
"Yes, grandpa, I heard everything you just said."
Conan continued to pretend to be innocent, but he noticed from the corner of his eye that when he shouted the word 'hello', Hattori Heizo had quickly arranged mobile teams to outflank him from the stairs on both sides.
It seems that the overall quality of criminal police officers in the Osaka Prefectural Police is indeed better than that of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Conan breathed a sigh of relief.
On the second floor, Zaoya Yuhiro raised his head and aimed several times, but he was not sure that he could kill Conan with one shot.
And the treasure hasn't been found yet. If possible, he doesn't want to alert the snake because of the sound of gunshots.
"Little Guitou, come down here. Do you want to see your friend beaten into a hornet's nest with your own eyes?"
"No! Don't listen to him!" Hattori Heiji quickly reminded sternly.
There are 9 enemies in total.
The current predicament, with the addition of Kudo, is unlikely to bring any improvement.
Foot strength-enhancing shoes, anesthesia needles...
It was impossible to save himself, but if he could escape and tell his father what happened here, then at least he could bring this group of robbers and the murderer around him to justice.
"Be obedient, good boy," Zaowu Yuhiro continued to persuade, "As long as you come down, we won't do anything to you."
Do you really think that guy is a stupid shota... Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes, "Idiot, how could he..."
"Okay, just wait, I'll go down right away." Conan's voice came one step ahead of him.
Then, a figure jumped down from above.
What are you doing? !
Hattori Heiji's whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and all he could think about was that Kudo Shuu had teased him.
He was confused for a few seconds, but when he saw clearly who was in front of him.
He was not the only one who exclaimed.
Arihiro Zaiya was stunned. He never expected that the child a second ago would turn into a man with a mustache in a suit and ties, and with this appearance, he seemed to be the head of the Osaka Prefecture...
The squinty-eyed old fox protected his son behind him, which moved a certain Heipi who didn't know the truth.
"Although your appearance is very different from 13 years ago, your hoarse voice cannot be changed... You violated the Firearms and Ammunition Control Act and attempted murder. Of course, if you have the ability, shoot now Well, if you can avoid the bulletproof vest and hit me directly on the head...otherwise, if you don’t want to get hurt, just let me get away with it!"
As soon as he finished his scolding, the mobile team members who had been lurking for a long time rushed over instantly.
Explosion-proof shields, stun batons, fists and feet.
Before Yuhiro Zaiya and his henchmen fell into coma, their minds were filled with big questions: How could they be captured without any injuries as promised?
By the time Ye Gengyi and Conan walked downstairs, the robbers had already been disarmed and handcuffed.
However, the dark father and son team were still arguing.
Of course, it was mainly Hattori Heiji venting his dissatisfaction:
"What?! You have known for a long time that Kyosaka Shigehiko is a murderer. The reason why you beat me and get angry at me is just to use me as a bait to lure out the leader of the theft group, Arihiro Koshiya..."
"Aren't you safe and sound now?" Instead of apologizing, Hattori Heizo scolded: "As a man, how can you be so fussy about everything!"
"I..."
Hattori Heiji's face darkened.
Swallow all the complaints back into your stomach.
Otherwise, what should we do? Do you admit that you are a man who likes to care about everything?
Damn it, this cunning guy!
The old fox Hattori easily crushed his son, glanced at Toyama Ginshiro, and ignored the theft and murder case.
After all, as the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police, he still has a lot of official duties to handle.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Seeing that a certain black man looked like a defeated black chicken, Conan couldn't help but come over and pat his calf, "Your dad still cares about your safety, otherwise he wouldn't have gone into battle in person, and he was there in advance. There are so many police deployed here.”
Hattori Heiji curled his lips, "Huh, that's not what makes me angry. Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with him..."
I think you can't care less...
Conan thought of himself and sighed silently.
Alas, the same world...shared parents.
"That's right." Hattori Heiji changed the topic and looked at someone: "Brother Sarada, why are you here with them?"
This 'them' naturally refers to Hattori Heizang and Toyama Ginshiro.
Ye Gengyi said: "We happened to meet each other, let's come and take a look."
After saying that, he ignored the disbelieving look on his face and said, "By the way, next time you are asked if you are a man, you can answer that you are still a boy."
Conan: "..."
Hattori Heiji:"......"
Is this teaching the art of blaming others? Why do I feel like I have hurt the enemy by one thousand and hurt myself by eight hundred...
...
On the way back.
Ye Genichi, Hattori Heiji and Conan were riding in Ginshiro Toyama's car.
The criminal minister smiled and comforted: "It's good that he wasn't injured."
"Yeah," Hattori Heiji added unhappily: "Generally speaking, it's not as heavy as a punch from a certain incompetent father."
"Okay, let's put aside any complaints. I have a few words... Your father, our head of department, needs me to explain to you in person."
Toyama Ginshiro's tone became serious, he cleared his throat and said, "That boy Heiji did a good job this time. After being taught a lesson, he became more or less decent. However, it's too early to imitate adults in solving crimes... These."
"What? It's still a scolding tone. I really want to put my fingers into his ears and make him scream in pain." Hattori Heiji lowered his head and looked at his phone, with a look of disapproval on his face.
"Okay, Heiji." Toyama Ginshiro said: "Don't blame your father. In fact, in addition to this theft gang, there have been other murders in Osaka recently. It's rare for your friends to come over to play, and you don't want to give it to them. What trouble do they cause?"
"Oh, that's how it is..."
Hattori Heiji's finger stopped on a piece of news, "Then I will take them to Kyoto tomorrow."
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