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

Chapter 80 The New York Incident (Slow Cooking)

On a New York road, in a car:

"Can you hurry up?"

"Mr. Dongman, I am already at the fastest speed!"

"But the problem is that the target car has disappeared!!"

"...You have to believe me, the person driving the car must be a professional racing driver, that car may have been modified... Oh oh! Look at it showing off its skills again—"

"I don't care if he's a racing driver or Madagascar, catch up with me!"

Tokyo Tenman looked at the driver with a black line on his face.

He originally followed the target—that is, the car that Kudo Shinichi was riding in, and it has always been fine.

As a result, the car suddenly soared to a speed of more than 120 yards per hour for some unknown reason!
What about the agreed speed of no more than 40 yards per hour?New York police lie, right?
The driver who drove the car was a bottom-level member of the five-star group in the United States. He watched the silver sports car disappearing on the road, sighed helplessly, and looked at the person in the rearview mirror:

"Mr. Dongman, I think we lost track..."

Tokyo Tenma: "..."

He looked at his notebook, which was full of words and deeds of Kudo Shinichi and the people around him, but it was interrupted now.

He hates it so much!
However, the driver didn't notice Tokyo Tenma's emotion at all, "I think he must be a great racer, maybe I've seen him..."

"That's a female driver." Tokyo Tianman's face darkened.

Where is this guy's attention!
"Female driver?" The driver was stunned for a moment, then suddenly relieved, "No wonder."

Tokyo Tenma: "...?"

No wonder what ah no wonder!
Tokyo Tianma took a deep breath, and felt that he could no longer be entangled: "You are an old driver, guess if you drive from here, where is the nearest opera house?"

He remembered what drama was mentioned in the previously tapped content...

The driver heard it, thought for a long time, and suddenly changed his mind: "Mr. Dongman is going to see a musical, right? You should have said it earlier! The Golden Apple Opera House on Broadway is famous. I know a shortcut... "

Tokyo Tenma: "..."

It is Kudo Shinichi who wants to watch the drama, not him!

"However, Mr. Dongman, the theater there is very popular. Have you booked tickets before?" The driver asked a question in a timely manner.

Tokyo Tianma put on his hat silently, and said weakly: "Go over there and see if that silver sports car is there... Make sure, I'm here to follow and not to travel!"

I don't know how this driver got into the core...

As for not buying tickets for musicals?

For a stalker who can't get in without a ticket?If he really can't get in, Tokyo Tianma thinks he can take the blame and resign.

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Broadway, Golden Apple Opera House.

Belmode, dressed as 'Sharon Wynyard' and wearing a long trench coat, waited for someone at the edge of the box office next to the Opera House.

"It's already six fifty... Yuxiko is really slow."

Belmode looked at the time and couldn't help but muttered.

It was agreed to arrive at seven o'clock, and now I don't even know where I am, and I don't answer the phone.

"Mrs. Sharon, do you know what plays you will appear in in the future?" A policeman beside her asked her with respect and enthusiasm.

Belmode smiled: "Well...Actually, I think I'm about the same age, it's time to retire and give the opportunity to young children, right?"

The young policeman was a little disappointed: "This is really a pity..."

Belmode smiled slightly.

She was also a little helpless in her heart, she didn't expect that she hadn't appeared on the scene for so long, and any policeman on the side of the road was her fan...

Just when the policeman wanted to get closer, the beeper on his body suddenly rang.

The young policeman was taken aback for a moment, and immediately picked up the pager: "This is..."

"George! There's a speeding silver sports car heading your way...it's crazy, it's like a hurricane, you know? It's going over 180 yards an hour!"

"I have it, sir..."

Belmode heard the words on the walkie-talkie clearly.

Belmod: "..."

Wait, silver sports car, 180 yards per hour, this way...

Could it be that Yukiko misremembered the time and was speeding in order to come over?
The corner of Belmode's mouth twitched imperceptibly, "Since you have a job, I'll excuse you first."

You Xizi will definitely be arrested if she comes here, she has to find a way to help her out in advance, otherwise she will not leave here at the scheduled time.

The young police officer immediately bowed, "Where! I should be the one to excuse you, Mrs. Sharon..."

Then he continued to turn on the walkie-talkie, communicating and reporting the situation with his colleagues, while looking at the end of the road.

Seeing this, Belmode suddenly thought of a coup.

'Hmm... There are still enough disguise materials, so I can simply disguise it. '
She looked at the men's windbreaker store next to her, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

……

2 minute later.

A silver sports car blew across the street like a whirlwind, and finally stopped firmly at the entrance of the Golden Apple Theater.

"Huh~ I'm catching up, I'm catching up!" There was a tall and beautiful woman in the driver's seat.

——Kudo Yukiko.

Kudo Shinichi sat in the co-pilot, while Mao Lilan sat in the back row.

Xiaolan's face was filled with a relaxed look: Xinyi's mother's driving skills are really... hard to describe.

'Button~'
Just when Kudo Yukiko was glad that she arrived at the wrong time, a young New York policeman knocked on her car window with a baton.

A police car followed...

Kudo Yukiko smiled awkwardly: "Yeah~ I was caught in the end..."

"I said Mom, you..."

Kudo Shinichi sighed weakly in the back seat.

The young policeman looked at the people in the car: "Please show your driver's license... Were you performing stunts just now? The speed limit here is 40 yards per hour."

Kudo Yukiko smiled coquettishly: "Well, I was also in a hurry..."

The young policeman looked at her again: "You look familiar."

"That's probably because you've seen me..."

Kudo Yukiko was about to say something when a thick male voice interrupted her words:

"That's because you may have seen her at the scene of a certain case." A plainclothes policeman with a tall micro-shaped head and a round head like a potato came over, "Actually, she is our spy, maybe she was here just now." Maybe chasing down a fugitive suspect..."

"You mean?!"

The expression of the young policeman changed, and he naturally thought of the "road devil" who has been rampant recently...

……

"Mom, who is he? He actually speaks for you."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Kudo Yukiko curiously.

The latter gave him a sideways glance, "This is the captain of the New York Police Department—Radish Redott. When Yuzuo solved the case before, he asked him for help."

After the police officer Radish fooled him away, Yukiko Kudo immediately thanked him happily: "Thank you so much this time, Mr. Radish!"

"No... he shouldn't be the one you want to thank."

The potato-faced police officer's voice changed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand, tearing his face apart under the shocked eyes of the three, and at the same time restored his original voice.

"You should thank me, Sharon Wynyard."

　ps: The factory wine haunts ahead~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)