Chapter 1965: Snow girl's tears are an interesting little thing! ~(5/5)

Fukuda Mingzhi helped them to stay in this place for a while, but for the sake of their own lives, they still reluctantly said:
"That... Yunwen adults, we will leave first. In addition, do you have anything we need to do?"
"Well... this is the case..." Shu Yunwen heard a glimpse of it. After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of the purpose of the three sisters coming here. He immediately said, "There is really something... Come to Miss, come here. Isn't it going to steal pictures from the villa of Banchong Zhuo? Now if you are fine, go there and steal the paintings!"
"Oh... good, Yunwen adults."
Listening to the words of Shu Yunwen, the three sisters of the afterlife quickly nodded and then glanced at the snow woman.
In other words, because of the snow girl, they almost forgot the original purpose of coming here...
"After you stole the painting, just find a place and wait for me." Shu Yunwen gave a voice, and then looked at Futian Mingzhi's help. "Right, Mr. Futian. Before you told your men, in the snow." The tears of this little guy are there, right?"
"Yes, that's right!"
Fukuda Akira's help nodded quickly, and Shu Yunwen said slightly: "...the snow girl's tears are an interesting little thing - the ice beads are called tears, and the ice tears from the infancy snows have no other effect. Just wearing it will give you a cool, refreshing feeling, and wearing it in the summer will be very comfortable..."
"...those tears, you can leave some, and leave the rest back to me!"
"Okay, Yunwen adults!"
After Futian Mingzhizhu and the three sisters of the next life and Shu Yunwen said a few words, they retired and left the ice and snow village. Shu Yunwen turned his head and looked at the snowy woman Luoli Road:
"Well, little crying bag, then you take me to see your village!"
......
At one and a half in the evening, in the outskirts of Gunma County, a secret spot in the black organization.
In a separate bedroom, Curaçao was wearing pajamas, hung up the phone, and then a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth: "The guy in the board is killed, and some people use his identity, secretly Is the organization unfavorable? This is really interesting..."
Curacao whispered softly and gently slammed into the bed: "The guy with the gin is suspected of having an 'enemy' in the villa of Cang Cangzhuo. Let me go and see it now..."
"...I remember that the villa of Bancang Zhuo is near the Dongyu Ski Resort, not too far from here..."
Curacao slowly walked over to the mirror, looked in the mirror, and looked at the mirror with his beautiful face, but with a beautiful face, smiled slightly:
"... then I will go and see if there is an ‘enemy’ there...

......
More than a little at night, Gunma County.
On the way to Tokyo, an imported car was driving in the direction of Tokyo.
The driver's seat of the imported car is exactly the opposite of the driver's seat of the Japanese-made car. Since the reason is that the car is used to driving the domestic car, the car has deviated from the normal route.
Suddenly, a car drove over, and after a few horns in the "dudu", I realized that it was my own problem. I quickly hit the steering wheel and passed the car opposite. On the car, Conan, Auntie, and Quick Fight all flashed a little, and Conan hit his head in the back of the co-pilot's seat.
Quick Fight is not an idiot. Just relying on this simple mistake of Chengzhi, I realized the problem of sincerity. I couldn’t help but remind me: "Hey! Can you give me some caution?"
In other words, Conan’s brain is very flexible!
If this little devil sees any problems with Chengzhi, his plan can be completely ruined...
In the heart of the fast fight, Cheng Zhi apologized and said: "I am embarrassed, are you all right? I am not too good at snow..."
After the sincerity was finished, he immediately asked: "Yes, this gentleman, I see your car and the windshield is broken. What is going on?"
"Oh... this is..." Dr. Auntie heard a sigh, then smiled and scratched his head. "...We are not lucky. We met someone who was hitting a snowball and broke our window..."
"Can a snowball smash the window?" Listening to Dr. Ayi’s words, Cheng Zhi gave a slight glimpse, then smiled and said, "...you shouldn’t have met some naughty ghosts to hide the stones in the snowballs? In other words, since your car was smashed by a snowballer, should you be in a place where you can play snow?"
"... um... let me guess, did you go skiing with your grandson before?"
Cheng Zhi guessed it for himself, and Dr. Ayi laughed and then nodded: "...this...is it..."
After Dr. Ayi finished, the black feathers in the back of the car immediately rolled his eyes and licked his mouth without a word.
ski? Sliding snow on the wool! Your old man, lying, not drafting...
This little devil was still in the Mihua Hotel a few hours ago. How could it be skiing?
Black feathers quickly think that this bad old man is very bad. Conan is staring at the sincerity in the driver's seat. He thinks about the fact that he just hit the steering wheel. He feels that Chengzhi seems to be driving this car is not very skilled, some are not. Too much, my heart vaguely felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, I sold it: "Wow! Big brother, your imported car is so cool! I am still the first to buy an imported car! This car is your big brother. ?"
What the hell! What kind of demon is this detective going to do?
For Conan’s sudden problems, he couldn’t be scornful. He reacted after thinking about it. He guessed that Conan was in the middle of the story and was preparing to say
this is borrowing someone’s car
to round the words. I didn’t think of sincerity. Already said: "Yes, this is my own car!"
"……Uh……"
Mmp! What are you doing so quickly!
Quickly bickering slowly, stepping silently and glanced at the corner of his mouth. Conan twitched twice. Conan then picked his brow and then turned his head to look at the fast fight. He continued to sell Meng: "Yes? That big brother should be rich." Right, big sister?"
Listening to Conan's question, I quickly sneaked a glimpse, then organized the language, and laughed and lie down in the words of sincerity: "Yes! You don't look at this guy, he is the only heir to a big company!"

"Wow! That's amazing!"
Conan’s face still smiled, but his heart suddenly became serious –
wrong! This car is not the man's!
Two people on this car... absolutely problematic!