Chapter 1996: Conan: You don't help anymore, I am going to be killed by the soul! ~

Black Feather thought about it, and silently praised his wit. Then he observed the gin, vodka, the gin, the vodka, and the vodka. Alley, running towards the cafe.
The black feathers only ran a few steps, and suddenly there was a burst of hair. He quickly went to the side to hide, and then just listened to the sound of "噗", a bullet hit the side of the black feather, and then the piano The wine, vodkaqi turned and turned, and the eyes gathered on the black feathers.
"The trough? How did the sniper find me so quickly?"
The black feathers quickly saw the gun, and the pistol in his hand fired two shots toward the gin and vodka, scared the gin, the vodka to hide behind the wall, and then ran away from the flying bullets and ran towards the cafe.
The speed of the fast fight was not slow, and he quickly ran to the front of the cafe. He turned his head and looked at the gin, vodka, etc. that he was chasing from behind. There was a smile on his face.
Then, as soon as he entered the coffee shop, he could open these guys and get out of it!
In other words, he is now using the face of Lubang III, the dangerous guys know, but other people and the police do not know!
The movement here is so big, the police will definitely conduct an investigation afterwards. Although the police suspected that his possibility is very small, in order to prevent the police from indiscriminately investigating and finding him, he still took the initiative to show the identity of "Lubang III". Better...
Well, when you break into the cafe, come directly to a "self-reporting home"?
Black feathers are thinking fast, and there is a decision in the heart...
......
More than four o'clock in the middle of the night, Tokyo.
Near the Xianqiao Station, in the Love Coffee Café, the farmer pointed to a piece of 10,000 yuan bills on the table and smiled and said: "Lubang, this is 1.5 billion yen, check it out!"
"Ha ha ha, this is not necessary!" Lubang III smiled. "...I believe that you will not lie to me with your farmer's credibility!"
In addition, in this world, whoever deceived him, which field did he not find back?
Um... except the guy except the spirit!
Lubang III groaned inside, and then listened to the farmer: "Since there is no problem, then according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, now we have two money, the transaction is completed - should these jewelry be handed over to me?"
The farmer pointed his finger at Lubang III’s travel bag with jewelry. Lubang III immediately
haha
smiled and handed the bag to the farmer’s road:
...that’s of course! Now we’re done, now we’ll What is wrong with the other party!"
When Lubang III finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and said: "If you say it, the crossfire outside is not over yet?"
"Oh, yeah!" the farmer nodded. "Listen to this piecemeal gunshot, it seems that it has never stopped, and it seems to be getting closer and closer to us..."
"Well, I don't know who the two are.... Count it! No matter how much! As long as they don't get me on the head..."
Lubang III’s voice did not fall, and suddenly he only heard the door of the coffee shop
嘎吱
open.
Lubang III and the farmer turned their heads together, and then saw a man with a monkey face coming in and quickly jumped to the front of the crowd. He smiled and said: "Hello, I am Lubang, I am sorry. I am bothering you!"
The voice of this person fell, and the farmer and his big ticketman looked at the people in front of him.
Lying in the trough? Lubang III?
If the person who just came in is Lubang III, what kind of ghost is the person who traded with them before?
And... the looks of both of them are real!
The farmer thought about this, and turned to look at Lubang together. Lubang, who was also a slap in the face, reacted after a bang, and then snarled in a black line:
"What do you think of me? I am real. It was a fake when I first came in!"
Lubang growled and turned to look at the black feathers. "Who are you guys? Disguised as what I want to do... Hey, wait!"
Lubang spoke and suddenly thought of Conan, who was into pork in the alley, and then thought of the black feathers that had been mixed into the police before the checkpoint and the phone that Shu Yunwen just said. all:
"...It turned out to be your little devil! Are you with the little devil? What do you want to do here?"
Listening to the words of Lubang III, the farmers turned their heads and turned to look at the black feathers. The black feathers quickly returned to the gods at this time. "Ha" was surprised and said: "Lubang? You again Why is it here?"
In other words, he originally intended to borrow the identity of Lubang III, and let Lubang help to carry the black pot. As a result, now his fake Li Gui actually met the real Li Wei...
This is really good!
The black feathers blinked and blinked, and the look was a little embarrassed. Conan, who was by Lubang III, heard the sound of fast fighting, and it was like seeing a savior, while squatting and slamming Struggling, rolling down from the sofa, "duang" slammed into the floor.
Hearing this movement, Black Feather quickly turned his head and looked at it. He saw that Conan was tied into a "u" shape, and the front waist was against the ground. He looked up at him with help, and his saliva ran down his mouth. The gap of the ball succumbed to humiliation.
Seeing this scene, the black feathers quickly slammed into the heart and looked awkwardly.
Mommy! He was a bit strange before, how did the Kudo Shinichi guy have no news at all, and he was actually here for a long time, and he was so erotic...
The black feathers are fighting hard, and suddenly they only listen to the screaming sound of Conan’s waist, and then saw a football suddenly emerged from Conan’s waist, constantly getting bigger, and then The struggling Conan squeezed into the gap between the sofa and the table and got stuck inside.
Seeing this situation, the black feathers quickly slammed, and then turned to look at Lubang III:
"I said, what is this guy going on?"
"Oh... how do I know this?" Lupin III also looked speechless and watched the football cover Conan's face -
In other words, he just tied Conan, what is this ever-increasing football?
He didn't know it at all!
Lubang III felt that the brain was not enough. The black feathers quickly slammed and remembered the props on Conan. Some of them guessed: "I remember, this is probably the aunt." The props that the doctor gave him - just like his watch-type anesthesia gun!"
"Well? It turns out!"
Lubang III nodded, and Conan’s face had been smashed, and he was squatting.
Mmp! I know that you are very curious, but can you puncture this inflatable football ball first?
You don't help anymore, I am going to be killed and sorrowful! !
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