The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 192 Are you trying to find fault?

"Yeah, after today, our movie theater will be officially closed."

At this time, an old man suddenly came up from behind everyone and said, "To be honest, this cinema has been open for 30 years, and I'm really reluctant to let it go before it closes."

The old man's name is Muramatsu Akio, and he is the owner of this cinema.

Wearing a brown shirt, black tie, round glasses, gray hair, walking on crutches, somewhat hunchback.

This boss seems to be old, and he can compete with Director Ochiai.

However, Director Ochiai is obviously much more energetic than Director Muramatsu.

"No wonder there were loose ropes everywhere in the viewing room just now. It turns out the theater is about to be closed."

The doubts in Conan's heart were solved, and there was some regret in his words.

"I'm really sorry, little brother, for giving you a bad movie-watching experience."

Akio Muramatsu apologized, "The demolition project requested by the people who bought this place was really too tightly scheduled, so our viewing room is in such a mess."

"Really, isn't the contract signed tomorrow?"

Yuri Yuriko complained, "Why does that guy have to tear down our movie theater before paying for it? Is he so impatient?"

"What are you talking about?"

At this time, an arrogant and domineering sound came.

Fujino followed the source of the sound, and saw a man with a cigarette in his mouth, wearing a black shirt, with dark skin, who looked like a gang member in a gangster movie, walking towards this side.

As he walked, he said arrogantly: "If it weren't for your boss's age, and begging me in a low voice to wait until the opening anniversary before closing, I would have demolished this dilapidated place into ruins a long time ago." , how can poor staff like you have the right to speak..."

"What do you mean our boss is begging you in such a low voice?"

Yuriko Yuri said angrily: "It's not because of you that our business can't continue? And you haven't even given us the money, so why should we demolish it?"

"Okay, Yuriko, don't say that."

Muramatsu Akio smoothed things over and reluctantly greeted Masaji Harita: "Mr. Harita."

"Hmph, this old man still knows a little bit of human language."

Masaji Harita snorted coldly, "You should be grateful to me for taking over the land of a shabby movie theater like yours."

As he spoke, he glanced at the crowd.

He glanced at Yuriko Yuriko, then at the Detective Boys, and finally fixed his eyes on Fujino.

After confirming that Fujino's body was not strong and his body was thin and tender, he began to sarcastically say: "But I really didn't expect it. I waited for the last day of operation of this movie theater to come and have a look, but the customers were just There are so many brats and one adult. What’s even more ridiculous is that the adults actually ask the children to chip in to buy popcorn. It’s really miserable..."

Fujino: "?"

Fujino looked down at the popcorn and the coffee in his hand, frowning slightly.

Are you trying to find fault on purpose?

"Mr. Zhang Tian, ​​please stop harassing our guests, okay?"

Yuriko Yuriko looked serious.

There was a lot of anger mixed in the words.

"There's no place for a girl like you to talk."

Haruta Masaji took a puff of his cigarette lightly, looked at Fujino, and his tone became more and more unkind, "If you ask me, you need to rely on children to buy popcorn, and you are a weakling who is so incompetent that you need a woman to support you..."

"If you can't speak, you can shut up."

Fujino looked gloomy, "If you can't close it yourself, I can help you."

"You stinky brat, is it wrong for me to say that you are a softie?"

Zhang Tianzhengji waved his fist in a gesture, and assumed the posture of a little gangster: "Are you looking for death?"

"threaten me?"

Fujino clenched his fists with a calm expression, and crisp sounds burst out from his fingertips.

As the fighting effect is triggered, the momentum around him begins to gradually soar.

The cold and stern aura spread around, and the temperature of the air seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Fujino...you..."

Conan looked at Fujino's back with a slightly dignified expression.

He could feel that Fujino was serious.

"Are you worried about him?"

Haibara Ai stood aside and asked Conan.

With her keen sense, she naturally noticed Fujino's sudden change, but she did not show too much worry.

"I'm worried that that guy will be beaten up by him..."

Conan said worriedly, "It would be fine if we deal with criminals, but it would be very troublesome to fight with such people. If not, we might even be taken away by the police for fighting."

"You can rest assured about this, the two of them will not fight."

Haihara Ai looked calm and composed, "He is not an impulsive person like you. That uncle just wants to cause trouble for the cinema."

"What does it mean to be as impulsive as me..."

Conan showed dead fish eyes, and then smiled playfully at Hui Yuanai: "But then again, it's only been a while, and you've gotten to know him like this."

Hui Yuanai glanced at Conan: "It's not because of a certain great detective who drove me out in the middle of the night."

"But it's not true that we understand each other..."

Hui Yuan Ai looked away and muttered to himself: "Besides, what we know about him is just the appearance he deliberately pretended to show us. I think there should be no one in this world who would completely guess. Read his mind."

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After Fujino released the momentum of a fighting expert.

Zhang Tianzhengci panicked in an instant.

The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, and a sense of crisis spread in his heart.

Unknowingly, the shirt on the back was even wet with cold sweat.

"Hmph, I don't care about it like a kid like you."

After a brief silence, Haruta Masaji snorted coldly, and then walked towards the viewing room on the side in ashes.

As Haihara Ai said, his main purpose is to pick a thorn in the cinema.

It is not worthwhile for him to cause extra problems.

What's more, he vaguely felt that the boy in front of him, who didn't seem to be very good at fighting, could beat him to hemiplegia within three strokes.

As a real estate agent in the 90s, he naturally has some extreme background.

The aura that made his back break out in a cold sweat, he had only seen on those big brothers who had contributed a lot to the land reclamation project in Tokyo Bay.

Fujino glanced at Zhang Tianmasaji who ran away in despair.

In Mihua, such brave people are rare.

He contradicts the detective, has a bad personality, and is a president. He has all the ingredients.

With Ke Xuejie's pissing nature, it is estimated that the treasure chest will be opened by the Mihua people in a few days, and then it will become a detective's performance.

But he still feels a little uncomfortable...

What he hates most in his life is when others call him a wimp.

Wait a minute and ask this guy what the name of his company is.

Someone like him prefers to settle accounts after the fall.

At this time, a man named Minoru Guqiao noticed the noise just now and walked out of the projection room.

"This guy is so annoying every time."

Minoru Guhashi picked up the cigarette butt that had a small hole in the carpet, threw it into the trash can, and looked at Masaji Zhangtian with clenched fists.

(End of this chapter)