Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 222 He is obviously a great prophet...

"By the way, I have to save the bonus I received yesterday." Dr. A Li took out a thick envelope and said with a smile.

Judging from the thickness of the envelope, there should be a lot of bonus inside.

"Huh?" Lin Feng was a little surprised.

Could it be said that this old man finally thought about it and created an invention that ordinary humans can appreciate?

You also took it to participate in competitions, and what awards did you win?
"Is it the article that guy wrote last time?" Conan glanced at Haiyuan who was playing with his new leather bag.

Having said that, the repairman was really fast, and he bought this famous brand leather bag back the next day.

Maybe it’s because I’m afraid of being sliced ​​and studied...

"That guy?"

"Are you talking about me?" Xiao Ai put the bag beside her with satisfaction and asked with a slight raise in the corner of her mouth.

I occasionally have to earn some extra money to support my family.

The detective showed a dead eye but said nothing.

"Let's go, doctor, I'll drive you there." Lin Feng picked up Conan like a leather bag, turned around and said.

"Okay, how about eating sukiyaki at home in the evening? Let's buy some meat on the way!" The doctor brought the topic back to eating.

"Hey, can you put me down..." Conan said while holding the football with his short legs hanging in the air.

Where on earth are you taking me...

"I'll take you back on the way."

……

Rice Krispies Bank.

The doctor is waiting at the window to deposit money.

"Is it necessary to drive here specially to save money?" Conan sat in his seat and looked at the repairman beside him and said speechlessly.

Just find any branch and deposit the money. Is it necessary to go to the head office? There are too many people.

"You might get robbed if you go to that kind of bank. At least it's safer here." Lin Feng looked around at the spacious and bright hall, and he could see a few guards here.

"Hehehe..." Conan smiled weakly.

Have you been stimulated by Chou Silang's case? How could so many people come to rob a bank?

The detective had just thought of this when a staff member in front of him scattered the documents in his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, his expression became horrified.

"Really." Conan didn't see the other person's expression at first, so he jumped out of his seat, squatted on the ground, and helped the other person pick up the scattered documents.

How come there is such a staff member who is so confused in broad daylight?

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." Lin Feng followed the other party's gaze and turned to look at the door of the bank.

Two black hooded leather jackets, two pistols and two duffel bags.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two people who just broke in quickly locked the two glass doors and fired three shots at the ceiling. Everyone was attracted by the gunfire and turned their attention to them.

"Robbers!"

"There are robbers!"

There were a lot of people in the bank lobby. There were twenty or thirty people in front of just a few windows, not counting people like Lin Feng who were sitting aside and waiting.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Conan's expression was extremely exciting.

How is this possible? This is really a bank robbery!
"Everyone, hold your head and squat on the ground!" The two robbers wearing black hoods were about the same height, one was fat and the other was thin, but they were very distinctive. It was the fat robber who shouted at this time.

His voice sounded naive, but the black muzzle of the gun did not hesitate, and he directly shot down the guard who wanted to sneak forward. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"what!"

Blood splattered and screams rang out from the scene.

It has to be said that sometimes this kind of scream can enhance the terrifying atmosphere.

"Can two pistols kill so many people?" Lin Feng sat on the spot and looked at the people squatting down and slowly moving towards a corner of the bank.

"Hey, do you know what you're talking about?"

Conan crouched and hid under the chair, deliberately trying to turn on the switch of his shoes and use the belt the doctor had just given him to turn into a football.

But the thin robber was standing next to a group of hostages, pointing a gun at them. It would be too dangerous if the gun went off.

"I told you not to press the alarm button, please come out obediently, otherwise..." The fat robber stood at the edge of the counter, shouting to the inside through the entire special glass.

"This glass cannot be penetrated by bullets..." Lin Feng and the others were already standing behind several tall and lush green plants, hiding their figures and secretly watching the situation over the counter.

Conan was also a little confused. The bank used specially customized glass, so there was no need to talk about the bulletproof effect.

Why on earth did the other party speak so confidently?
The next moment, the famous detective came to his senses and looked shocked. Even Lin Feng, who was always as steady as an old dog, shrank his pupils.

The fat robber took out a boxy thing from his luggage bag that looked like a courier box, but the exposed wires confirmed without a doubt that it was a bomb!
"This is a bit big." Lin Feng secretly turned his head and glanced at the skinny robber who was lecturing the hostages and confiscating their mobile phones.

It is too difficult to ask Dr. A Li to squat with his head in his hands...

"Hahaha, let's talk face to face!" The fat robber seemed to be having trouble negotiating with the bank manager. He held what looked like a remote-controlled detonator in his hand and left the bomb on the counter. He is retreating step by step.

This bomb is two times larger than a shoe box. If there is no moisture inside, not to mention the counter glass in front of it, the staff inside will not be able to recover.

The opponent's finger is on the detonator button, and any movement may directly detonate it.

Therefore, neither Lin Feng nor Conan acted rashly.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The person in charge wearing glasses shouted loudly.

"Haha, you know what's going on..." The fat robber, who had already retreated seven or eight meters, stopped and walked slowly towards the counter.

"In this case, the person in charge will probably have a hard time, right?" Lin Feng couldn't help but shook his head when he saw that the robbers had begun to pretend to be money.

Don't talk about emergency decisions unless you really get bombed.

"There are still six minutes." Conan said, looking at the detonator thrown on the counter and then at his watch.

"What do you mean?" Lin Feng thought there was a timing device on the bomb, so he took a closer look.

"The police will arrive in due time." the detective explained.

Do you really think that if you yelled not to call the police, they wouldn't call the police?

I'm afraid the staff pressed the alarm device as soon as the two people appeared at the door.

"Hurry up!" It was obvious that the fat robber had already calculated the time. He glanced at the clock on the wall, his eyes became more fierce, and his fingers were placed next to the detonator.

The staff trembled with fright and handed the stacks of banknotes out the window.

"Next, they should start selecting hostages."

Conan glanced at the time and the two duffel bags that were gradually bulging, and said.

He's not like a detective, he's obviously a great prophet...

(End of this chapter)