A black doctor from a certain American comic

At night, Tokyo is abuzz with lights and criss-crossing transportation facilities, which form the blood and skeleton of the city. The flow of people surges out like a floodgate, and the roads are intertwined with office workers in a hurry.

"Tokyo is indeed the number one city in Asia, it's really prosperous!" Murphy said with a smile.

Although it hurts my feelings to say it, the largest city in Asia is indeed Tokyo, and Shang Hai is still a little behind.

How to say that Japan has been a developed country for many years. Although its economy has been stagnant for two decades, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. As a hub in Japan's politics, economy, culture, transportation and many other fields, it also plays a role in the world's economic development and development. One of the wealthiest cities, Tokyo’s GDP reaches US$1 trillion.

"How does it compare with New York?" Kitagawa Keiko held Murphy's arm and asked curiously. She had never traveled before, so she was naturally curious about New York, which is nominally the largest city in the world.

"They are all about the same. When the prosperity of the city reaches a certain level, it is difficult to see the difference." Murphy said: "It can only be divided into categories and ranked according to the total amount of gd."

Under Mo Fei's hard work and personal guidance as a teacher, the relationship between Kitagawa Keiko and him has improved by leaps and bounds. Today, the two of them traveled around Tokyo arm in arm.

Since it was getting late, the two started walking towards the subway station.

"Jingzi, when you are free, come to New York for some fun. I will take you flying then."

"Where do I have that time? The classwork is too heavy."

"Hey, the famous ancestors have taught us that time is like water in a sponge. As long as you squeeze it, there will always be some." Mo Fei said earnestly: "Jingzi, you need to buy some time management courses and learn it!"

"Forget it, I get a headache when I read." Kitagawa Keiko shook her head and said, "Otherwise, my grades wouldn't be so bad."

"Jingzi, you..." As he walked around the corner, before he could finish his words, Mo Fei was hit in the stomach by a fat kid who ran out.

"Ah, Genta, I told you not to run. Do you think you've bumped into someone now?" The voices of other children came from behind.

The fat kid who bumped into Murphy rubbed his dazed head and apologized to Murphy in a daze: "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around."

"It doesn't matter." How could Murphy argue with a child in front of Beichuan Jingzi? Of course, he waved his hand generously and chose to forgive.

"Huh?" Murphy looked at a group of children running behind Little Fatty, three boys and two women, plus Fatty's six others. One of them seemed a bit familiar to him...

"Aren't you the kid from Uncle Maori's family? I still remember that your name is Conan, right?"

"Yeah!" The kid smiled stupidly and said, "I still remember, big brother, your name is Murphy, and you are Mi..."

"Hahaha!" Murphy grabbed the kid and pulled his face from side to side with his hands, interrupting what he was about to say: "I don't know why, but I think you look so cute. If I If I have a child, it would be best if I look like you."

"It's so late, why are you five wandering around the streets if you don't go home? Aren't you afraid of meeting people who kidnap and traffick children?" Murphy asked.

"Brother, it turns out that you and Conan know each other. We are not just wandering around, but we are working as detectives!" Little Fatty Dun Yuantai answered first. He grabbed a little boy standing at the back of the team and said: " His name is Junya, and his brother has disappeared in the past few days, so he specially asked our young detective team to help him find his brother, and we have found very important clues."

"Really?" Murphy blinked.

"That's right, big brother, we have found out that the newspaper office opposite the police station in front of us arrested Toshiya's brother to draw a portrait of Natsume Soseki in order to make counterfeit money, and we were about to tell the police." Gentada said .

The head shape printed on the Japanese thousand-yen banknotes is that of the famous Japanese writer Natsume Soseki.

"But you kids are easily in danger, and it's late at night..." Kitagawa Keiko looked at the group of kids and said with a smile, "How about we go with you?"

"Okay, okay!" Yuantai hurriedly said