Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Eh?"

The key was taken away by Miss Miyano. Hattori Heiji was shocked and hurriedly chased him out:

"Ms. Miyano, let's take a taxi to the station together."

With such a big thing happening in Osaka, how could he just stand by and watch?

The Shinkansen operating hours are from 6:00 am to around 11:00 pm. If you go to the station now

You can arrive in Osaka at 11 o'clock at most.

On the white-gray road paved with marble, Miss Miyano threw her helmet to Sakaki Makoto, straddled the motorcycle, clamped the seat with her tight thighs, inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it, and said:

"You stay and look after the house!"

"Cheng, come up and hold my waist!"

"ah"

Sakaki was slightly startled.

He thought

I am carrying Miss Miyano.

Unexpectedly, it was Miss Miyano who gave him a ride on a bicycle.

There was not much time to hesitate now. He put on his helmet, jumped on the back seat of the motorcycle, put his hands around Miss Miyano's slightly thin waist, and rubbed forward:

"Let's go."

Miss Miyano pressed the start button of the CB-400 motorcycle, and instantly

Woo!

The four-cylinder engine roars, the spark plugs start working, and the powerful pistons move up and down, constantly transmitting power to the metal transfer rod.

The headlights of the car emit cylindrical light, and the speed instrument panel jumps up and down, maintaining around 1,500 rpm.

Motorcycles are different from some cars. Take the Honda CB-400 as an example. If you start a cold car, you need to preheat it first.

Woo. Woo!

Miss Miyano kept turning the throttle, and the CB-400 roared.

When the motorcycle is fully warmed up and the gasoline can be completely mixed with the air

The choke was half-opened, air flowed in, and Miss Miyano took a deep breath.

Lift your toes lightly, retract the support frame, shift the clutch into gear, and complete the movement in one go.

"Sit tight!"

Turning the handle lightly, the CB-400 sped forward, its taillights crossed a semicircle, turned out of the courtyard, and its speed gradually increased.

Amidst the high-spirited roar, Miss Miyano carried Sakaki Makoto and flew away quickly.

In the yard, Hattori Heiji stared at their backs blankly and murmured:

"My favorite car."

At 7:55 p.m., traffic was jammed on the road from Mikka Town to Tokyo Station.

8 o'clock, the last moment of the rush hour.

The company's workers walked home exhausted after working overtime for several hours.

There seemed to be a car accident ahead, and the traffic police officers were combing the traffic, but...

The huge traffic flow blocked the originally narrow lane.

Under the thick darkness of night, with neon lights flashing, many men enjoyed a moment of peace before going home.

However.

A sudden roar, accompanied by the exclamations of passers-by, interrupted their thoughts entering a depressive world.

In the rearview mirror, a headlight flashed from far to near without slowing down.

There's a traffic jam ahead, who wants to die?

The drivers rolled down their windows and poked their heads out curiously, wanting to see which brave man dared to challenge the dignity of the traffic class.

What surprised them was.

The visitor turned out to be a Honda CB-400 motorcycle.

driving

It seems like a young girl?

Miss Miyano's face was indifferent, as if the congested traffic did not exist at all. The accelerator was pushed to the bottom, and the tire paint was frantically rubbing against the asphalt road, almost catching fire.

Whoosh!

It was like a rocket flying past. Before the drivers could see the rider's face clearly, the Honda CB-400's taillight slid past.

The long hair and only the lemon scent left in the air tell the story of the car owner's fiery personality.

“It’s really intoxicating.”

The drivers looked a little crazy for a while.

They thought:

The driver must be a beautiful girl.

It’s better to be young

The red taillight dragged up a long stream of light, and the motorcycle nimbly passed through the narrow gap in the traffic. Under the control of Miss Miyano

Honda CB-400 has unleashed its full potential.

The speed was so fast that even the exclamations of passers-by could not catch up.

Under the dull gaze of several traffic police officers, the motorcycle drove past them in a swaggering manner, even

The moment they passed by, Miss Miyano also blew her flute.

"Soulless!!!"

An inspector general couldn't stand it anymore.

This is too arrogant!

Treat them as human beings!

"Hurry up and chase me!!!"

"Why chase?"

Several people nearby looked at the completely blocked roads all around with tears in their eyes and said:

"We can't get out now"

"I can't catch him with just two legs."

"License plate, have you got the license plate?!"

"It's taken down, it's taken down."

Someone raised a camera and zoomed in on the white license plate on the motorcycle.

【Osaka 84-99】

"Made!"

The inspector general was furious:

"How dare foreign cars be so arrogant in Tokyo?!"

"Check it for me!"

"I want to see what kind of magic this is!"

"yes!"

Someone immediately called the General Administration, told the other party the license number, and conducted an online query.

after a while

"Inspection, Chief Inspector"

The policeman who made the call turned around with a look of shock on his face:

"That motorcycle is owned by the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters chief's family."

"Oh"

The inspector looked disdainful:

"Isn't he just the head of the headquarters?"

"Am I afraid of him?"

"Oh~~~"

The subordinates were in awe of the leader who was not afraid of power:

"Should we order a blockade?"

"Block it?"

The inspector asked in confusion:

"Who to block?"

"The illegal motorcycle just now!"

"Did a motorcycle pass by just now?"

Everyone: "."

Amid the whistling sound, the Honda CB-400 slowly stopped outside the Shinkansen station.

Sakaki Makoto removed his hand from Miss Miyano's waist and got off the car.

His legs were shaking.

There was no way.

It was too scary.

Why did everyone he met like to drive fast?

Isn't safe driving good?

No wonder Miss Miyano didn't change her expression or heartbeat when she took the old man's taxi.

Here is the emotional reason!

After taking off the helmet, Miss Miyano asked:

"What should I do with the car?"

"Just park it in the parking lot."

Sakaki Makoto said:

"There are security guards watching here. When we get on the train later, send a text message and let Brother Hattori ride back."

"Okay."

The two hid the keys under the seat, put the helmets on the handles, and walked into the station quickly.

At 8:15 pm, they got on the Shinkansen train to Osaka on time.

"Use my phone."

Miss Miyano handed over her phone:

"Yours is out of battery."

"Yeah"

After sending a text message to Hattori Heiji, Sakaki Makoto looked out the window at night, feeling heavy-hearted.

Brother Kid

Did something really happen?

He still couldn't believe it.

The other party was still bragging to him the night before he left.

If

he had also gone to Osaka, things might have been different.

"Don't worry too much."

After buying two bottles of water, Miss Miyano sat next to him and said softly:

"If Kaito Kidd was so easy to kill, how could he become an international thief?"