Chapter 872: It’s a painful thing about Conan’s being shackled...

In the afternoon, time is near three o'clock.
On the moving car, Shu Yunwen grabbed the wilderness and grabbed the scorpion in one hand and looked at the window: "... eh? Is the Osaka police headquarters just past?"
"Oh... yeah!" The wilderness of Nishino, who was pale, wiped the cold sweat on his head. "...The Suzuki Art Museum opened by our Suzuki consortium is near the police headquarters. It is about 800 meters away and it will arrive soon. ......"
Nishino real people are talking, and the eyes are filled with joy - Mom! It’s finally coming soon! The two little devils always think about the party toss him... too special to bully humans!
"It’s coming soon! That's good!~"
Shu Yunwen responded, not long after, the team finally opened to the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art.
The art gallery was surrounded by police officers. The garden that arrived in advance one day and the uniforms that came to join in the fun, and Ye Zheng stood in front of the door waiting.
After seeing Shu Yunwen, they got off the bus. They immediately got together with Shu Yunwen and Conan. They greeted each other. The guy in the service department even went to Conan and smiled at Conan's dog head: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, Kudo. You are okay recently!"
Conan heard the "intimate" greetings from the service department, and all of them squatted, then glanced at the service department and looked at it. Shu Yunwen stood by and watched this scene, which was speechless.
In other words, the service department knows that you don’t know how hard it is and how difficult it is for the washing machine to hide its true identity!
You are now meeting this, directly shouting his real name, isn't it afraid that this guy is exposed? !
As a friend of the washing machine, you are really... beautiful! ~(Yao Ming face.jpg)
Shu Yunwen was thinking about it. Xiaolan immediately held down Conan and smiled helplessly: "...Oh, you are really in the service department. This is Conan. How do you call him 'Kudo' every time!"
The service department squatted for a while, then scratched his head: "... sorry! Sorry! Because this little devil's eyes are very similar to Kudo, so every time I see him, I will scream out without knowing it..."
Conan squinted at the service department, his face was uncomfortable, Shu Yunwen saw it, smiled to the left of Conan, and then extended his finger to Conan's head: "...hahaha! You are right in the service department, this little devil's eyes It’s really like the Kudo guy! It’s the same narcissism!

Conan heard the words, turned his head and glared at Shu Yunwen - Nima! What did you do with this cargo?
The service department listened to Shu Yunwen's words a little, then reacted at once, and reached the right side of Conan. He also extended his finger and took Conan's head to Shu Yunwen's side: "Yes! Yes! That's the same!"
Shu Yunwen smiled and slammed Conan’s head again:
...the same arrogance!

The service department came over again: "...the same stupid fart!"
Shu Yunwen swears in the past: "...the same is so owed!"
The service department came over again: "...the same is so flat!"
"..."
Conan’s head turned over and fell over, and the whole person fell into a squad. After a few seconds, he reacted.
啪啪
knocked down Shu Yunwen and the service department’s hands, and his eyes were full of murderousness. These two pit goods -
Mommy! You guys are not finished yet? My brain is hurt by you!
Conan hasn't had time to worry about it. Xiaolan has dissatisfiedly argued: "Yuan Wen, the service department, you two are really, the new one is not like you said!"
Xiaolan said, looking down at Conan, smiling and gently stroking Conan's dog's head, said with a smile: "... ah? You see, Conan seems to be angry! Conan don't be angry, Yunwen classmates and the kimono are both with them. You are kidding! Right?"
Xiaolan’s words fell and looked up at Shu Yunwen’s kimono department, indicating that two people would help Conan.
Shu Yunwen saw it and immediately stroked Conan's dog head: "...hahaha! Sorry, Conan, Ge Ge, I was just joking with you!~"
Shu Yunwen’s voice just fell, and the service department also gently smiled at Conan’s dog head:
...Yes! That’s right! Conan Little Didi don’t want to be angry, we’re just joking!~

Nima! Make a joke of wool! You are both bullying me and teasing me!
Conan’s dead fish stunned Shu Yunwen and the service department, hiding behind Xiaolan and continuing to gnash his teeth.
You are waiting for me for these two goods!
咱 Today, there are handles in your hands, you can only bear the burden!
When I am going to restore the identity of high school students, it is the time for me to avenge!
Conan thought about this, jerked his head up, and then... saw Xiaolan’s safety pants, and suddenly remembered the many
welfare
he had received from Xiaolan, and his mouth twitched twice.
In other words, how did he suddenly feel that he did not seem to have a chance to take revenge?
......
At 3 pm, Osaka, the substation of the town.
Somewhere in a remote place, a van stopped, and the back door of the car pulled open. A monkey's face uncle looked up, and a pair of thieves looked back and forth, then smiled:
"...the old man is really true. We obviously didn't send a notice letter. He can guess that our goal is the Suzuki's art exhibition. Now I want to go to the art gallery like an iron bucket. I want to go to the museum. The power control room can't hold a bomb, so we can only go to the town substation to bomb the terminal..."
"...no way!~" On the driver's seat, the beautiful face of the peak and the son came out of the window and looked at Lubang with a smile. "...If we don't destroy all the lights in the museum, we will steal the difficulty." At least doubled. We are thieves, of course, thieves must create a dark environment. Right, Lubang!~"
"Ah! Right!" Lubang III pugs got together and went to the front. "... No, I am going to install a bomb. For this trip, please give me a warm kiss!"
Lubang III spoke, pouting and closing his eyes toward the second son.
The second son’s eyelids jumped, then forced the door to knock Lubang down to the ground, and then he took a bag from the first officer to the face of Lubang III. The sly Lubang III twitched. Two times: "...less nonsense! Come and load the bomb!"
"Oh... is..." Lubang III struggled to climb up, carrying a bag and sneaked into the substation, a pair of eyes observing the surrounding equipment, and finally walked to a device near the control museum, smiling :
"...this is it! Just install a remote-controlled bomb on this thing, and when it wants to lose power in the museum, it will have to lose power..."
Lubang III whispered, taking out the tools from the bag and opening the outer casing of the device, suddenly forced -
What the hell! What is this scenario? The thing inside is... bomb?
Whose bomb is this? !
Lubang III forced him for a few seconds, and then a guy in a white dress appeared in his head, with a smile on his lips:
"...oh... it turned out to be you, little guy..."