Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

As soon as the explosion occurred, Gin found a gap and jumped out, or this gap was prepared for Gin. And Lin Miao and Wei Xinghu didn't have that kind of treatment, they were pressed down very cleanly.

After about ten minutes, Wei Xinghu and Lin Miao crawled out in a little embarrassment under the watchful eyes of the police officers who had circled around the Cuphu area and returned.

"You can always tell me what the **** are you guys doing now?" Sato Miwako pinched her hands, bent over and stood in front of Wei Xinghu, who was sitting on the ground, staring at him condescendingly. Collapsing a garage is not a trivial matter, what the **** are these two guys doing with Tsukune Mizuma...

Facing Mikako Sato's anger, Wei Xinghu could only make a pure and honest smile...

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A black-haired high school student who looks like a high school student with a dusty gin, ignoring that gin's sharp eyes can kill people.

Gin turned his head and looked at the fireworks in the thick smoke not far away.

Although Gin didn't ask, the high school student man took out a piece of chocolate and threw it into his mouth, and explained vaguely: "I was wandering around just now and accidentally blew up a fireworks warehouse, almost when you used a machine gun. "

"Hmph." Gin didn't seem to appreciate it.

The two walked all the way back to Gin's Porsche, and the high school boy, the jeep, sat in the back seat, next to Belmod, who barely managed the return of Tsuki Mizuma.

"Go to the department store." Gin ordered vodka from the passenger seat.

"Okay, big brother, but what are you going to do in the department store?" Vodka was a little curious, the boss didn't know what to do with the dust, and he didn't know what to do at the department store after changing clothes.

"Go buy him shoes." Gibson grinned weirdly. "Someone got in a fight and knocked off his heels. Are you wearing high heels?"

"Ah, it's really amazing." Belmod continued: "It seems that someone is too lazy to buy shoes and doesn't like to ask his subordinates to do it for him. Now there is only one pair of shoes left at home."

After thinking about it, Belmod continued: "It seems that there are only two pairs of shoes, or someone bought it for someone. I wonder if someone actually picks shoes?"

Gin squeezed the bulging blue veins on his forehead, and gave Vodka a vicious look.

Vodka shrank his neck and hurriedly looked straight ahead to concentrate on driving.

"Have you figured it out, who is the mysterious person who is doing the ghost?" After a while, Belmod asked sternly.

"It's the same person from last time. It's inexplicable, but the policeman didn't see it." Jin Jiu replied with a sullen face.

"Speaking of the police... I was stopped by a policeman here, but the policeman admires my beauty." Belmod smiled charmingly, and Gipson beside him had goosebumps.

Gin's gloomy face darkened even more.

"Brother," Vodka thought that the atmosphere was relaxed now, and opened his mouth to remind: "Would you like to drop by the dry cleaner, the clothes sent last time should be available for pickup."

Jin Jiu's handsome face was completely blackened, and the two people in the back seat were laughing, leaning back and forth, about to hug each other and laugh.

"Vodka!"

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Mikazu Sato escorted Lin Miao and Wei Xinghu into the police car as if they were arresting prisoners. In addition to venting their anger, he gave the surrounding people an image that the prisoner who exploded in the parking lot had been arrested on the spot, so as to avoid confusion in public opinion.

Fortunately, the onlookers were all ordinary people, reporters and the like had already gathered at the memorial service, at least no one recognized the disgraced grand pianist Lin Miao.

"My gun is still buried in the rubble, you guys remember to be careful." Wei Xinghu got into the car without any conscious thoughts: "There is also Lin Miao's knife, I didn't feel it at all beforehand, but the ghosts are still safe. bomb."

"Hey, why don't you talk." Wei Xinghu scolded Lin Miao next to him with his elbow.

"Did you smell a special smell when it exploded?" Lin Miao asked with a frown.

Wei Xinghu subconsciously sniffed, but of course he couldn't smell anything now.

"What kind of smell did I smell at that time..." Wei Xinghu tried to recall: "There is no smell of nitroglycerin, and I don't smell anything like that. If you want to talk about the ordinary smell of gunpowder... I just rushed up to the opposite person for a while, no matter how big the smell is. Not surprisingly."

"I'm not talking about the smell of gunpowder." Lin Miao shook his head and said uncertainly, "I vaguely smell a mushy chocolate smell."

"Clam? You don't want to say that the explosion was chocolate, right? It's just that there was a lot of chocolate in the car that was involved in the explosion." Wei Xinghu looked indifferent, and didn't care much about Lin Miao's discovery.

"Maybe, my sister Ivia used to clamor for making chocolate by herself, and she almost burned down the whole house, so I was very impressed with the taste of burning chocolate." Lin Miao muttered: "Those chocolates must be close to the point of explosion. very close."

"You two, don't talk to yourself!" Mikazu Sato said dissatisfiedly in the driver's seat: "What the **** is going on? Who are you fighting with?" She was very curious, if it was a gang fight, why not only Mizuma Yue didn't report it It also led the police to stay away.

‘Could it be that Moon-kun… has your studies gone bad? ' Sato Miwako was a little worried about whether there might be some collusion between Tsuzuki Mizuma.

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Sugiyama Nanae is a clerk at a leather shoe counter in a department store, and today she met a strange customer.

The guest was dressed in black clothes, a black hat, and black leather shoes, and walked with a slight limp.

After the other party walked into the department store, he looked left and right and walked straight towards him.

This is quite common, and many men do this when they go shopping alone.

"Hello sir, what shoes would you like to see?" Qihui greeted in a formalized manner.

"Shoes, do you have the same shoes as this?" The other said concisely and pointed to the shoes under his feet.

Qihui briefly looked at the taciturn guest. It was obvious that this person had soiled his clothes before. Although he had patted it, he could see faint dust in the stitches. Although the leather shoes under his feet were free of dust, they were dim. The glossy upper and the apparently recently oiled upper betray the shoe's similarly disgraced treatment. The heel of the right foot looks a bit strange, but the opponent's position can be with the left foot in front and the right foot behind, so it is not very clear.

"Is there any!" Seemingly aware of his embarrassment, the other party's voice carried a hint of anger and a chill.

Qihui shuddered, recognized the leather shoes the other party was wearing, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, what's your shoe size? I'll give it to you." Usually, a qualified shopping guide would persuade the other party not to keep going all the time. Wearing only one type of shoes, you can try the latest and more expensive styles, but in the face of this person who is obviously not poor, but has a shuddering aura, Qihui only dares to follow the other party's meaning completely. .

A leather shoe suddenly flew towards her, and Qihui hurriedly caught it before realizing it was the other party's shoe.

"See for yourself, I want ten pairs." The strange guest stood on the ground with only socks on his left foot, and his voice became even colder.

Qihui confirmed the shoe size, hurried to the back, and took out ten pairs of shoes of this style that correspond to the shoe size, "Thank you for your patronage, a total of 167,000 yen..."

Seven thousand pieces could be wiped off at a discount. Before he could say it, Yukichi Fukuzawa handed them over. The other party had no intention of asking for money. He changed a pair of shoes on the spot, threw away the old ones, and left with the remaining nine pairs of shoes.

The parking lot of the department store~www.NovelMTL.com~ When Gibson saw Gin carrying nine pairs of shoes, he cried and said sadly: "This guy really did this..."

"Whoops, someone is going to lose ten chocolate bars... oh hehe..." Belmod smiled charmingly, the queen who covered her mouth.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for the lack of bombs when I placed the bombs, I would have placed the chocolate bombs too. I really want to give you the chocolate bombs." Gibson said bitterly while taking out a chocolate bar from his arms.

"You bet me?" Jin Jiu, who had already gotten into the car, vaguely understood what had happened.

"Hey, Gibson is betting that you will buy one or two other pairs of shoes. I'll stop you and buy at least five pairs according to the original model, and ten pairs are not surprising." Belmore happily peeled off the packaging of the chocolate bar, Like a jeepson on purpose. The two of them didn't worry that the person who insisted on buying shoes by himself would not be able to buy shoes.

Gin was too lazy to speak, motioning for Vodka to drive.

Even the dark glasses can't cover up the dark blue vodka without saying a word, silently, and drove back to the base.

When passing the laundry on the way, Vodka glanced at the gin, hesitated, and finally chose to keep silent.

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PS: The character design of Gin seems to have been ruined by me... I suddenly thought when I was coding, because the role of Gibson in this book, also known as Kurosawa Gin, is actually another book "Conan: The So-called Reporter Is Not Good for You" "The protagonist, due to the identity of Kurosawa Silver, the character of Gin is destined to collapse, so I simply collapsed (smiling).

PSS: I heard people say that it’s easy to get a recommendation ticket in the early morning update, so let’s check with the readers… Of course, this is set to be released on a regular basis (smiling).