Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 428 Matsuda: Can you prostitute without money?
"These are all good imported goods! For example, this t0 bomb only needs ten catties to collapse the Pentagon. You can't buy it at a loss and you can't be fooled..."

Facing the smuggler's salesmanship, Matsuda Jinpei just silently rolled the whites of his eyes under the sunglasses.

Anyone who believed this guy's nonsense must have lost his mind.

No matter how powerful the bomb is, ten catties, it is impossible to blow up a building, unless it is a real tofu project.

When the floor of the pharmaceutical company collapsed, at least [-] kilograms of bombs were used.

Just listen to some words.

So Matsuda Jinpei simply stopped listening, and focused all his attention on the bomb boxes in front of him, brushing his hands over these things he both loved and hated.

"How many bombs are there on your side?" he asked suddenly.

The smuggler still wanted to continue selling, he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "What kind did the customer ask?"

"All."

"Uh... In total, my shipment is 180 kilograms, and the order has been placed for [-] kilograms..."

The smuggler is very clear about the quantity of his goods.

The corner of Matsuda Jinpei's mouth twitched: "180 kg?"

God damn it, how many trips would he have to take to get it away?
Although it's not heavy in general, the bombs can't stand it, and all of them are very big.
And you can't fill up the compartment all at once, otherwise, if it accidentally blows up, it will be a tragedy of car crash...

The smuggler thought that Matsuda Jinpei was marveling at his bomb inventory, and said triumphantly: "Oh, it's actually not a lot. During the most abundant harvest, the inventory here used to exceed [-] kilograms, and most customers would choose to come here. I'm here to buy..."

"Unfortunately, since I was bought by an unruly guy last time, I owe a lot of deposits, and I only cleared it a few days ago."

The smuggler seemed to be familiar with himself, and he shared his sad past with Matsuda, and then looked at Matsuda Jinpei with an earnest look at a fat sheep: "Then, customer, how much do you need? If you don't know the power of the bomb, I have a table here..."

Matsuda Jinpei immediately raised his hand: "No need, no one knows bombs better than me..."

Except Lie.

But to be honest, Matsuda Jinpei felt that he didn't understand the entire structure and engine mechanism of the bomb. He just relied on his "qi" to forcibly press the explosive bomb on the ground to make it soft, and then added various materials. Frying for fun...

And it's really fun too.

Matsuda Jinpei felt a little itchy when he thought that he had dismantled the bomb with Lie's buttocks - he wanted to dismantle it now.

It's just that the bombs here are all embryos, and there is really nothing to dismantle them.

Seeing that Matsuda Jinpei was so confident, the smuggler also became serious: "Well, how much do you need? We start at 500 million yen per catty here, the more the more the better."

So confident, I'm afraid I'm a repeat offender...

hiss!
Couldn't this person be responsible for the recent Tokyo serial bombings?
If such a high-end customer source is well grasped, then wouldn't there be no need to worry about making money in the future!
The smuggler began to feel uneasy in his heart.

However, he just slanted for a while, and Matsuda Jinpei's words suddenly surprised him:
"If you only have 180 kilograms here... then I'll take it all."

In addition to the transportation is not convenient.

Sixty kilograms per trip should be about the same, so I have to run three times anyway.

"All, all?" The smuggler was a little dumbfounded, "You, what are you doing with so many bombs?"

Matsuda Jinpei squinted at him, "Didn't you say you don't want to ask about privacy?"

The smuggler was a little stuck, but he still asked tremblingly: "Then, do you have enough money? Normally, 360 catties would cost 18 billion yen... Even if you take a fraction, it would cost 15 billion yen, this..."

"wait."

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly made a pause gesture, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Noah, asking him to check his available balance, and at the same time recalled the content of the 'assessment' that Lie told him.

The focus is on 'incoming goods', 'delivery' and 'arrangement'.

But Lie didn't give him the funds to buy goods.

And Noah quickly sent him the query results.

All his assets, including the salary, bonuses and benefits in the Metropolitan Police Department and the salary and bonuses in the five-star group, are all combined to more than 2000 million, the kind that buys four bombs and runs out.

Looking at his balance, Matsuda Jinpei felt inexplicably poor.

So he looked up at the smuggler, "I don't have enough money, can I get credit?"

Smuggler: "???"

He stared blankly at Matsuda Zhenping for a while, then his face suddenly turned ferocious, and he slowly took out a pistol in his hand: "Are you kidding me?"

"I really want these bombs from you, but I don't have enough money." Matsuda faced the gun calmly, "Shouldn't this be considered a joke?"

The smuggler snorted coldly, "Buy as much as you have, what are you pretending to be? And I regret it now, you don't even want to buy a bomb—buy it, is it okay to buy a few?"

The voice of the smuggler, who was still full of confidence, suddenly became quieter.

Because Matsuda Jinping, who was opposite him, also took out a pistol and pointed it at him, with a silencer.

"Up to 1000 million, 180 kilograms, I want them all."

"...This, this is impossible! If you buy it like this, I will die at a loss!"

"Then it has nothing to do with me. I'm only responsible for buying. If you don't sell it, I'll let the police come now."

"Damn! If you call the police, don't even think about it..."

"I'll count to three seconds. If you don't sell me, call the police."

"Come on! See if your phone is faster or my pistol is faster!"

"..."

With both of them having guns, the scene was tense for a while.

The smuggler was filled with righteous indignation: he felt that he was wronged—he took such a big risk to purchase, why would there always be unscrupulous people who want to prostitute for nothing?

Can you respect the fruits of his labor!
Matsuda Jinping also felt a little tricky.

It is impossible to report to the police, and it is not his style to shoot people to death and take things away...

Sure enough, the most difficult part of the 'assessment' is prostitution.

but……

During the confrontation, Matsuda Jinpei's eyes suddenly lit up.

He roughly measured the distance to the opponent and the distance between the two of them facing the exit, and suddenly stepped over and grabbed a bomb bag.

The smuggler was startled by his action, and almost pulled the trigger, "You, what are you doing!"

Matsuda Jinpei ignored him, and just used the shelf as an obstacle to cover himself—there were so many bomb bags nearby that the other party didn't dare to shoot casually.

And he just fiddled with it for a while, and successfully activated the detonation device of the bomb, and set a countdown time by the way.

The sound of the stopwatch 'click' and 'click' instantly made the smuggler's face turn pale.

"Fuck?!"

Why did this guy detonate a bomb at the slightest disagreement?
This is not approved! !
(End of this chapter)