Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Chapter 166: Zhu Xing Tuan...crossed out... Kurosawa Jin

After starting up Yu Si's Porsche 356A, Vermouth led Yu Si to a pharmaceutical factory. She greeted the security guard at the door, then walked past the man into the security room.

Yu Si watched Miss Chris take out a card from her pocket and swipe it on the side of the closet in the security room. A small light popped out from the top of the closet, it dinged, and popped open.

So that's it, the base is hidden in the closet, it's really an organization, there are traps everywhere!

Looking at Vermouth quietly, a smile appeared on her face. In Yu Si's unbelievable eyes, Miss Chris took out a bag of donuts from the closet.

"Isn't it the entrance to the base?!"

Yu Si pulled Vermouth open and found that there was only an iron closet with a partition inside, and he was dumbfounded.

"Who told you the entrance is here?"

Miss Chris took out a chocolate donut from the paper bag and nibbled it bit by bit.

"I just came to get the breakfast here..."

Staring at the godmother with resentment, Yousi took the paper bag, took out a strawberry donut and started eating.

After Vermouth ate the chocolate part of the donut, she put away the remaining bread. She pointed to the toilet door in the corner and swiped it again with the card in her hand.

The ground next to the toilet jumped up, revealing a staircase going down. After the two walked in, the baffle on the ground closed again, and it was completely invisible from the outside.

Going along a passage to the end is a heavy iron door, but there is no fancy device. The side facing Vermouth and the others is very flat and cannot be opened from the outside.

"Everyone here is a member of the organization."

Miss Chris hugged her chest, took the paper bag back, ate the bread base just now, and took a few steps back with Yousi.

A crisp unlocking sound, followed by a harsh friction sound came from the hinge. Yousi covered his ears and watched the peripheral members in black clothes bow to the two and let the door open.

"It's not big here. To the left is the fighting room, and to the front is the shooting room." Vermouth ignored the ordinary members who looked here out of curiosity, and put the remaining donuts on a table: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"Um..." Yousi scratched his chin: "Where is the rest room?"

Hold it, this is his own son...

Vermouth narrowed his eyes and hugged Yousi's shoulders with a smile.

"What? You want to have an exciting fighting training with your mother first? Really, I can't do anything with you!"

Yousi felt that Miss Chris's hand holding his upper arm suddenly tightened a little, and swallowed his saliva.

"Miss Chris, I mean rest..."

"Huh?! Sixty minutes of fighting training?! Too long!" Vermouth poked the beautiful girl's tender face with her other hand: "At most forty-five minutes..."

Yousi closed his mouth.

………

"We are only halfway through our journey, how can we stop here!"

Climbing out of the sand full of craters, Raymond untied the tattered card assistant and looked up at the dark sky.

"Weak, too weak!"

A huge fat bird appeared faintly in the mist, and its beak opened, and the breath it blew pressed Raymond and his data monster partner to the ground.

"Raymond!"

"Lan!"

"Humph, a human cub, and an ordinary unicorn Tyrannosaurus, also want to defeat my white-haired bird king!"

The giant bird landed on the ground and used its white wings to support its top hat and monocle: "You are still 20,000 years too early!"

"What will happen next? Please look forward to "Data Monster Card King" next week!"

After turning off the TV, Chianti, who was sitting in the bar, stretched his body and turned to look at Cohen who was maintaining the sniper rifle.

"Gin suffered a loss a few days ago and met a very powerful person." She found that Calvados, who was lying on the chair over there, suddenly sat up and continued: "I heard that his car was also lost and his leg was broken."

Cohen put down the white cloth used to wipe the gun and frowned: "Is it... true?"

"No." Calvados stood up from the recliner and picked up a glass of milk on the table and drank it: "Vermouth said that when retreating, Gin's legs left outside the car were not retracted in time, and he hit the street lamp and got injured."

"Serious...?"

Cohen stuffed the gun into the gun bag and didn't care about Calvados's twisted face of relief.

Everyone knows that this man is crazy about Vermouth, so much so that he is full of hatred for Gin, who had a relationship with that woman but didn't cherish it.

"Unfortunately, it's just a minor injury..."

Clenching his fists, Calvados hit Gin's face in the void twice.

With a bang, the door of the bar was kicked open. The three looked at Vodka, who was wearing sunglasses and looking angry with his hands in his pockets, and sat back on the chairs obediently.

"Brother, please!"

Vodka dodged to the side and stretched out his hand to point out the direction for Kurosawa Jin to move forward. With the sound of metal pipes hitting the ground, Gin walked in with a cane and sat on the sofa at the door.

His fierce eyes made the brainless trio who were still talking about him just now shriveled up. He lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled.

"Where is Belmode?"

I asked her to find out who that woman is, but why hasn't she given any information yet?

"She seems to have gone out to pick someone up." Chianti opened the lid of the milk barrel, and then poured a glass for the smoking boss. Looking at the cigarette butt in one hand and the gin in the milk in the other, she turned her head and held back her smile.

"Drink more, replenish calcium."

………

"No more!"

Falling on the ground, Yuji's wig was knocked off at this moment, and his kimono was loose. He kept panting, and sweat kept flowing into his eyes.

"Miss Chris, you can't go on."

"There are still ten minutes, forty-five minutes is enough!"

The woman standing opposite was still so elegant, with almost no fatigue on her face. She jumped and kicked the boy's leg lightly on the ground.

"You have made great progress. You can at least deal with me for 30 seconds."

"Please, spare me, really, I can't move!" Patting the ground, Yuji posed in a casual posture and was completely motionless.

For nearly thirty-five minutes, he was either knocked down by Vermouth or entangled by the opponent without paying attention, and then knocked down again with a scissor kick.

Fighting is interesting, it is about giving and taking, it is not fun to be played like a mouse all the time.

"Okay, let's stop here today."

Vermouth walked to the table in the corner of the fighting room and picked up a bottle of water. After taking a sip, he threw it to Yuji over there and took out his mobile phone to check it.

"You'd better take a shower and change your clothes."

Sitting cross-legged, the boy drank the water in the bottle in one breath, staring at the godmother in confusion: "Why?"

"Gin knows that I brought a stranger here, and he is leading those guys here now." Miss Chris pointed to the room on the right: "That's the bathroom, I have prepared clothes in advance."