No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Pu Si Qinglan thought to himself, this person has the dual background of the Suzuki family and the Metropolitan Police Department.

It may be useful in the future, there is no need to make the relationship deadlocked:

"Okay, Mr. Suzuki, what do you want to hear?"

He raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice:

"Are there any royal anecdotes, or unknown stories?"

Pu Si Qinglan didn't really want to talk about this. Seeing that the dishes had not yet been served, she said sternly:

"The Romanov Dynasty was the second and last dynasty in Russia. Emperor Peter at that time defeated the northern power Sweden in one fell swoop in the Great Northern War, thereby capturing the Grand Duchy of Finland and the estuary of the Baltic Sea. Even the strength at that time The strong Ottoman Turkish Empire was still defeated by the army led by Emperor Peter. After the death of Emperor Peter, Catherine II took over the banner. He issued decrees and expanded armaments, not only expanding the Far East and occupying Central Asia, but also upgrading the dynasty to Dynasty. All aspects of it, if you want to know about it, you may not be able to talk about it all day and night."

If Suzuki Qiaoqiao is single now and wants to flirt, you can say:

"It's alright, can I come to your room to listen at night?"

But he has a sweetheart, Xiao Ai, and some things should be moderated and stopped.

The purpose of this table fight was to confirm Pu Siqinglan's identity.

Are the streaks caused by SM's restraint outfit or from the holster?

I really can't figure it out, there's no way.

Eating with a beautiful woman is a pleasing thing to the eyes, don't be too purposeful.

If you want to create more contact opportunities, just flatter yourself.

The other party is an expert in the Romanov dynasty, and Suzuki Takashi can easily guess what she wants to hear:

"Although I don't know the specific history, I feel that Emperor Peter and Catherine II are more powerful than the Emperor of Japan."

When Pu Siqinglan saw that he was comparing the emperor of his country, he was very pleased with the compliments.

A rare smile appeared on her pretty face:

"The two countries are geographically different, so there is definitely no comparison."

At this moment, the waiter brought the dishes, and the conversation was forced to stop.

Pu Si Qinglan held a knife and fork and cut the steak.

With the praise filter blessing, the more she looks at it, the more she finds the other person pleasing to the eye:

"You don't seem to hate you that much."

"What?" Suzuki Qiaoqiao twitched the corners of his mouth, a little embarrassed: "Do I look annoying?"

Pu Si Qinglan chewed the beef gently, pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"Yes, with an insecure face."

This made Suzuki Qiaoqiao laugh and cry, and joked:

"Do you look ugly to me?"

When a handsome guy says he is ugly, he is self-deprecating. When a normal person says he is ugly, he is really ugly.

She chuckled, and although the chatterbox was opened, she did not mention the topic about herself.

Seeing that he was almost finished, Suzuki Qiaoqiao sent an invitation:

"Miss Qinglan, Kaito Kid will be here at night. Why don't we stay near the art museum and have dinner together?"

"No, Mr. Suzuki, thank you for your kindness."

Pu Si Qinglan took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, picked up her small bag, and got ready to get up.

Before Suzuki Qiaoqiao had finished eating, he raised his hand outwards when he saw this:

"I'll invite you this time, just come back next time you have a chance."

Pu Siqinglan tilted her head and glanced at him, pursed her lips and smiled, and turned to leave.

After confirming that the other party walked out of the restaurant, Suzuki Kyohashi took out his mobile phone.

After five beeps in the microphone, it was connected:

"Kaito, I have figured out the security configuration in the Museum of Modern Art, and I will send you an email later."

"Brother Qiaoqiao, don't interfere in this matter, I will handle it myself."

Kuroba Kaito tied the surveillance camera to the pigeon's leg, and has learned the clues that the egg of memory is hiding next:

"Whether it's the guard configuration or the location of the secret treasure, I've found out."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, wondering if there is a ghost in the Metropolitan Police Department?

In his mind, the appearance of Officer Nakamori appeared.

This guy is Kuaidou's father-in-law. After a long time, all the indignation he showed before was just acting!

"Okay, then I won't worry about that. However, there is something else I need to tell you."

"Ok?"

"I suspect that Pu Si Qinglan has a gun, but there is no evidence. I just had contact with her, but unfortunately I didn't get any useful information. In short, Kuaidou, be careful."

"Okay, thank you Qiaoqiao brother. I'm still busy, so I'll hang up first."

Sometimes no action is the best action.

Since Kuroba Kaito has a channel to deal with, Suzuki Qiaoqiao is naturally happy and no longer pays attention to this matter.

After lunch, he called the waiter.

The other party bowed deeply and smiled professionally:

"Sir, this meal has been waived for you."

"Ah, why?"

Seeing him a little dazed, the waiter explained with a smile:

"President Suzuki knows that you eat here and don't charge money."

"That's it, that's fine."

Just as Qiao Qiao got up, he suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Excuse me, are there any attractions nearby that sell souvenirs?"

"Turn right from here and pass two intersections and you will see Shitennoji Temple. There are a lot of tourists who hold a summer festival there recently."

"OK, thanks."

Leaving the restaurant, Qiaoqiao goes to Shitennoji Temple.

There are a lot of girls in kimonos here, crowded with people, and tourists come in an endless stream.

Singing, dancing, and showing rap, it's just a matter of playing basketball.

He wandered around the temple fair until 06:30 in the afternoon and ate a lot of local snacks such as takoyaki.

Suddenly, night fell.

Seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, Suzuki Takashi returned to the Museum of Modern Art with a souvenir.

On the road, I saw Conan and Hattori Heiji in the distance.

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Chapter 119 Death Aura

Hattori Heiji looked up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle and asked:

"Kudou, do you think the police in the castle tower will be able to catch the phantom thief Kid?"

Conan rolled his eyes at him and didn't really want to pay attention to this guy:

"How do I know, and don't call Kudo in the future, Xiaolan has begun to doubt me."

Hattori Heiji withdrew his gaze, hehe smiled and said:

"Next time you ask someone, remember to add a request in front."

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, but still obeyed:

"Please don't call me Kudo in the future, okay?"

"Hahaha, okay, worker... oh no, Conan."

The two came to the entrance of the art museum and happened to meet Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

Hattori Heiji waved his hand familiarly and greeted:

"Hello, Mr. Suzuki."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao nodded as a response.

Seeing that the two were close, he looked at Conan and blurted out:

"Does he know?"

Conan understood in seconds, and nodded with disgust:

"Yes, he knows."

Hattori Heiji was speechless and complained:

"Don't play dumb, what are you talking about?"

Conan rolled his eyes at him and explained:

"That means, you know my true identity."

"Oh, so this, I thought it was a big secret."

Hattori Heiji didn't care about this and changed the subject:

"It's almost 7:20. Are you waiting at the castle tower or at the art museum?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was carrying a plastic bag and did not want to participate in the activities of catching the phantom thief Kidd:

"You are free, leave me alone."