"Otherwise, what will the 'assistant' do?" Ye Gengyi asked.
Kuroba Kaito: "..."
Okay, he understands, this is not a question of 'identity' at all, but the bastard brother is pushing the boat...
"Forget it, brother, just be happy."
On the side, Miyano Akemi: "..."
So, if it’s the same, why would others have no choice but to put it on Gengyi’s side?
"..."
Considering that an unknown number of people would steal the sunflowers, Ye Gengyi and Kuroba Kaito discussed the more detailed plan and decided to revise it after visiting the auction house in the United States.
Make an appointment for departure.
Ye Gengyi returned to 2-chome with the materials.
Here, Dr. A Li's 'Fruit Model Engraving Machine' has finally been developed, but he is not in the mood to show it off now. Instead, he and Haibara Ai are discussing a very serious issue in the basement.
——Tomorrow is the day to make an appointment with the Publicity Section of the Metropolitan Police Department to take photos for the promotional brochure.
"Although I'm sorry to Ayumi, Mitsuhiko and Genta, it's better to call the Metropolitan Police Department and refuse."
Dr. A Li frowned: "After all, Xiao Ai, your photo cannot be published in the brochure."
"But……"
Haibara Ai was a little hesitant: "They are looking forward to it so much, otherwise I'd better pretend to be sick. Anyway, what the Metropolitan Police Department wants is just the title of 'Junior Detective Team'. It doesn't make any difference whether there are 5 people or 4 people."
She simply ignored a certain pushy detective boy. After all, that guy shouldn't be in the media.
"It can only be this way……"
Dr. Ali couldn't think of any other countermeasures, so he could only sigh quietly.
When the two returned to the living room, Ye Gengyi was sitting on the sofa browsing the news on his laptop. There was a streamlined package at his feet.
"Gengyi, you're back..."
"Yes. Doctor, these are the materials you want." Ye Geng put the laptop on the coffee table and walked over with the package: "Put it in the basement?"
ah? what I want……
Dr. A Li was startled and felt his clothes being tugged a few times before he realized: "That's right! I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Geng Yi, you really helped me a lot."
"It should."
Ye Gengyi nodded slightly, and by the way, he also said that these materials were only part of it, so he had to go out tomorrow.
Dr. A Li was still feeling guilty at the moment and kept saying 'yes', not having the nerve to ask any further questions.
In Kexue's world, flying is a technical job, so on the other hand, being able to survive requires some technical means.
Ye Gengyi originally planned to prepare in the bedroom.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but during dinner, Dr. Ali said that his 'fruit model engraving machine' had been successfully developed and he was going to make some fruit carving models for the children to play with in a few days.
The long-lost basement?
Hmm...it doesn't seem like that long.
Preparations went on until twelve o'clock.
the next day.
Ye Gengyi drove to Jianggutian according to the plan, creating the illusion that he would not go too far.
Dr. Agasa did not doubt that he was there. He also drove Ai Haibara in the golden turtle car and went to Fifth Chome to pick up Conan.
After some conversation.
"Malingering?"
The corner of Conan's mouth twitched. He was a little allergic to the word 'disease' now. He pondered for a while and then shook his head.
"What? Is there any problem?" Haiyuan Ai noticed the other party's movements.
"Oh, I think it's better to let the doctor pretend to be sick."
Conan explained: "Although the publicity department didn't say that the makeup photos must be taken today, if you tell them directly that one of the members of the Junior Detective Team is sick, considering your mood, they might suggest that we postpone the filming again, but If an elderly person at home is sick and you go back to take care of him, you won’t wait any longer.”
"Also, Haiyuan, if you show that you are feeling unwell now, the three of them will definitely ask you questions later, right? But if you were a doctor, you wouldn't immediately think that your illness is related to the makeup photo shoot."
It belongs to the relationship between passive rejection and active rejection in attitude...
Dr. Agasa and Haibara understood clearly, and both sighed that it was indeed Kudo Shinichi...
A certain detective boy: "..."
I don’t know why, but I don’t want this kind of praise at all…
"...ahem"
"Cough cough cough..."
After picking up the three children from the Young Detective Team, Dr. A Li's coughing sound continued to echo in the Golden Turtle.
Acting all the way to the front of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Just when Dr. Ali coughed and felt really uncomfortable in his throat, Conan directly said that the people from the publicity class might be waiting for us outside, and asked the three of them to change into new clothes and look forward to the makeup photos. The kid got out of the car while he and Haibara walked the doctor to the parking lot.
"After today we will become celebrities!"
The three children talked to each other and looked left and right. After a while, they did not find the police officer holding the camera.
"Could it be that you don't know we're coming yet?" Mitsuhiko said hesitantly.
"Speaking of which..." Yuantai blinked: "Which of you has the phone number of the police officer uncle in the publicity department?"
"like……"
The three children recalled for a moment.
"ah!"
Ayumi remembered what happened in the conference room that day: "The contact information is with the doctor."
"But..." Mitsuhiko looked towards the direction of the parking lot: "Doctor, is he okay? He coughed so hard just now."
"Otherwise, let's call Officer Takagi." Yuan Tai has learned the true story of 'Conan' and knows who is the best talker in the Metropolitan Police Department.
"It can only be this way."
Mitsuhiko took out his mobile phone and opened his address book to make a call.
Tens of seconds later, listening to the busy tone on the receiver, he said helplessly: "No, Officer Takagi's call can't be reached at all."
"Are you making out with Officer Sato again?" Genta said with a smirk on his face.
"Maybe it's the same as that time, kissing~" Ayumi said.
"Even Officer Takagi wouldn't be like that at work." Mitsuhiko waved his hand.
The three children discussed each other word by word.
Thanks to a certain 'precocious' detective who was not present, otherwise he would have taken out his cell phone to record this moment, so that a certain technical association expert could use it to testify against him again.
"Oh... do you guys know Detective Takagi Wataru?" At this time, a voice suddenly came from my ears.
The three children looked up.
They saw an old man wearing glasses and a deerstalker hat leaning over them.
I don't know if it was because of the backlight, but he was clearly smiling, but his expression looked a little sinister.
Mitsuhiko was stunned for a moment and was the first to respond: "Yes, we know him."
"That's such a coincidence."
The old man took out a sealed box and handed it to several people: "He left the gift with me and said he wanted to give it to his girlfriend, who is his senior in the same industry. Can you please help deliver it?"
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