Chapter 2001: Conan: MMP! Lubang, are you perverted again? !

Artificial respiration... God special artificial respiration!
Do you think this kind of fart my name detective drum washing machine will believe?
Lubang, a bastard, used to tie him up with those things, and now he secretly kissed him when he was in a coma!
Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that your world-class thief, Lubang III, was such a disgusting metamorphosis. I really missed you!
Conan felt depressed in his heart and felt that he had suffered insults. Sorry Xiaolan was no longer pure. Then he looked at Lubang III and snarled with anger and anger: "Damn! Do you think I will believe? Lubang III, you are super big." metamorphosis!"
"Ha? You said that I am abnormal?"
Lubang III pointed at his nose and felt flustered. Conan was preparing to continue to scream, and at this time, the ringing of the phone suddenly sounded.
Conan gave a slight glimpse, then took out his earring-type mobile phone from the pocket of his clothes and pressed the answering button: "Hello, it is me, doctor... What are you talking about? Is the police coming to the Xianqiao station here? Ok, I know, I will leave here right away..."
Listening to the words of Dr. Auntie on the phone, Conan forced himself to calm down and felt that he was not suitable to stay here. After taking a deep breath, he comforted Dr. Auntie. "Don't worry, I am fine. No injuries, don't come over, I will explain to you later..."
Conan finished hanging up the phone, then turned to look at Lubang III and gnashed his teeth and asked: "Who are the black people?"
"They? I have escaped!"
Lubang III replied very sincerely, and Conan snorted and felt that his heart was flustered.
In other words, he managed to find clues about black tissue. He ran here to investigate. As a result, people were tied to pigs in the middle of the place. They lost such important clues and said that they are still being ruined. This metamorphosis of Bang San gave... oh...
The more uncomfortable Conan thought, the more uncomfortable it became, and Lubang III reached out and took a shot of Conan’s brain. He smiled and said: "Okay, little devil. As you said, the police immediately Come here, we are very troublesome to stay here, so let's go!"
When Lubang III’s voice fell, Conan immediately opened the claws of Lubang III and then snarled:
Get out of the way! Who wants to leave with you? You are perverted!

Hehe? You little boy started to pick me up, isn't it?
Also, the sorcerer said, if you find Conan's words, it is a human condition. If you let this little devil head slip away, is this person's feelings flying away?
Listening to Conan's words, the smile on Lubang III's face gradually disappeared, and then stared at Conan: "Little devil, you make me very difficult!"
"Ok?"
Mommy! What do you want to do with this metamorphosis?
Conan gave a slight glimpse, and he was puzzled in his heart. Then he saw that Lubang III skillfully took up the props and other props that were thrown beside him. He looked at Conan with a bad eye...
"Uh……"
Looking at this scene, Conan’s mouth twitched twice, and the brain was black.
Mmp! Are you perverted again? !
At the same time, on the roof of a nearby building, Black Feather was wearing a signature white dress, standing on the guardrail of the building, holding a telescope inside the hand, observing the situation inside the cafe, white behind it. The cloak fluttered in the wind, while the mouth was squatting:
"Oh... Scorpio! Scorpio! The detective was again. Lubang’s technique is so skilled, and he feels more skilled than those in the video that the smuggler gave me."
Ok? and many more! What did he seem to have exposed just now?
The black feather slammed his eyes and looked at Lubang III and re-contained Conan. He walked out of the coffee shop with a pair of pork and took a bicycle on the side of the road before he put away the telescope. Hanging a smile:
"The detective and Lubang III together, there should be no problem in safety, I can safely leave..."
The black feathers fluttered and thought, leaping to the bottom of the building, and the cloak behind him turned into a hang gliding moment, fluttering in the direction of Jiang Gutian...
......
At 4:00 in the middle of the night, Tokyo.
On a road, two black cars drove in tandem.
On the back of the car, Cohen probed the car outside, observed the situation behind, and then whispered: "Jin Liquor, we did not find the tail behind, it seems that those people should not chase ..."
"Oh, that's good." Qin wine nodded, and a pair of scorpions with a cold light, "... really a hell, who are those guys?"
The voice of the gin was dropped, and only the Calvados next to it said: "Gindy, those who should be living in the Kyrgyzstan."
"What? Sumiyoshi?"
Qinqin heard a glimpse of it and turned to look at Calvados. He saw a laptop in his hand, tapping the keyboard with both hands, and then pointing the computer screen toward the gin, and continued:
"Jinji, look, this is the information I found on the organization's intranet. I thought that those people's heads were a bit familiar, like a jeweler mentioned by my friend, so I checked the relevant information, and then sure enough. Found it -"
"--The man named Okamoto, the nicknamed farmer, was once the largest jewellery dealer in Japan. Later, he stayed in the Kyrgyzstan, successfully controlled all the underground jewellery transactions of Sumiyoshi, and also occupied a place in the international market. Because underground jewellery transactions often meet. To the point of risk, he set up a group of special forces, mercenaries from the elite, usually with a variety of weapons of mass destruction when traveling ..."
Calvados "Balaba" said the farmer's information, the ginqin frowned, and the vodka next to it immediately hurriedly said: "Is that guy a jeweler? Big brother, we are keeping an eye on it. He must kill him in the future!"
"Vodka, shut up!"
Listening to the words of vodka, the ginqin yelled, and the mouth twitched
Mommy! Vodka said it was simple...not to mention that the farmer was carrying a team of elites when he was traveling, and it was very difficult to get started. Even if they succeeded in killing the farmer, they would have a big hatred between them and the Sumiyoshi...
In the heart of the piano, I thought about it. I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and asked for a comment from Rum. I found that there were several missed calls on the phone.
The gin was slightly stunned, and then the unanswered calls were opened and the brows were slightly wrinkled:
"This number is... Curacao?"
He remembered that Curaçao had said that he would check the identity of those people who appeared in the villa of Bancang Zhuo. Now that Curaçao is on the phone, is there a clue?
Qinqin thought in the middle of his mind, and after blinking, he dialed the phone of Curaçao...