Conan: Money Talks

Jinchuan finally saw the man's appearance, but he was terrified!

The iron pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He subconsciously took a step back!

His feet were shaking!

The person in front of him, who was looking in the mirror, had a face exactly like his!

"Who are you?" Jinchuan's eyes widened to the size of eggs.

"You are me, and I am you!"

The person opposite disguised as Jinchuan is naturally Gong Benhan, who said in a pretentious manner.

"You are talking nonsense!" Jinchuan pointed at Miyamoto Han.

Miyamoto Han took a step towards him,"How can I talk nonsense? I know everything you have done. For example, when I was on night shift last night, that idiot Yutian actually saw that I secretly hid drugs in the book, and then I beat him to death with an iron pipe! I found that it was not safe to hide the book there, so I moved it to the children's book area. You see, I know everything, so I am Jinchuan!"

"You are not!!"

Jinchuan was about to collapse! Who could tell him what kind of monster was in front of him?

"It's me!"

"You are not you are not!!"

Jinchuan's eyes were bloodshot, he raised the iron pipe high in his hand and ran towards the direction of Gong Benhan!

"I'm going to kill you!"

Jinchuan was like crazy.

However, the iron pipe seemed to be clamped by something and couldn't move at all. Jinchuan tried hard again, but still couldn't move.

Soon, the fake Jinchuan kicked over and hit Jinchuan's lower abdomen.

Jinchuan's stomach churned and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string!

A mouthful of scarlet blood oozed from the corner of his mouth!

He wanted to move again, but Miyamoto Han had already pointed the gun at Jinchuan's eyebrows.

"Are you a policeman?"

Jinchuan lowered his eyes sadly.

"No!" Miyamoto Han blew a whistle,"Sister Miwako, you can come in, I have the criminal under control!"

At the door, Sato Miwako rushed in with a team of police officers.

However, when Sister Miwako saw the two identical directors Tsukawa in front of her, she was stunned.

Miyamoto Han took off her disguise,"It's me! Sister Miwako."

Miwako patted her heaving chest,"I was scared to death! But your disguise is quite convincing! Teach me when you have a chance."

On the other side, Conan had already found the drugs hidden in the books and Mr. Tamada's body. He was about to call the police, but the alarm suddenly rang downstairs.

Conan was in a bad mood!

What does it mean? Is it a waste of time tonight?

He stuck his head out of the window and saw Miyamoto Han and Director Jinchuan.

Conan sighed to the sky!

Damn it! He got ahead of him again?

As for Director Jinchuan, he naturally confessed all his crimes.

Because Miyamoto Miwako performed outstandingly in this arrest, she was commended by the entire police force.

Naturally, she was happy and invited Miyamoto Han to a high-end French restaurant for a big meal.

In the evening, Miyamoto Han originally wanted to invite Miwako to his home, but Miwako had to attend the commendation meeting of the police station, so it was cancelled.

Miyamoto Han returned home alone and took a shower.

The phone rang in the living room.

Miyamoto Han casually put on a bath towel and came out to answer the phone.

"Hello, are you the mystery novelist Miyamoto Han?

Miyamoto Han curled his lips. He was really rude. He didn't even use a honorific when addressing others.

"If nothing else, I'll hang up."

Miyamoto Han was about to hang up the phone when the other end said in a panic,"Wait a minute! Why are you in such a hurry? I have something to talk to you about!""

"Haha, sir, aren't you going to introduce yourself first?" Miyamoto Han asked, resting his chin on his head.

"Then let me introduce myself first! I am the high school detective Hattori Heiji, and I am quite famous in Kansai.

Hattori Heiji's tone was filled with a hint of pride.

"Oh?" Miyamoto Han pushed his glasses."That's quite interesting."

"Haha, you've heard of my name, right? If it's interesting,……"Hattori Heiji said happily

""Beep, beep, beep~"

Hattori Heiji's face suddenly darkened! He was hung up on.

""Hey, hey! This guy is too unique, isn't he?"

Miyamoto Han continued to hold his chin up as if waiting for something.

After more than ten seconds, the phone rang again.

"Hey, you are so rude! You just hang up on someone else's phone without any reason!

Hattori Heiji's tone was full of resentment.

"Mr. Hattori, you don't want me to die again, do you?"

"Ah, okay, please pick me up at Beika Airport. I don’t have any acquaintances in the Kanto area!"

"Don't you know the high school detective Kudo Shinichi? Go find him!"

"As expected, he is a master of reasoning. He actually knew that the purpose of my trip was to find Kudo Shinichi."

Miyamoto Han paused. By the way, Hattori Heiji should not know Kudo Shinichi yet. He may have only read about him in the newspaper.

"In that case, I have no obligation to help you."

Miyamoto Han hung up the phone.

But even though he did so, Miyamoto Han still picked up the car keys on the table, changed into a suit, and walked towards the garage.

Miyamoto Han drove very fast, and the Beika Airport was not far from here, so Miyamoto Han arrived quickly. Hattori

Heiji was still very easy to recognize.

After all, his skin was dark, and he was wearing a baseball cap.

Miyamoto Han immediately found Hattori Heiji in the crowd.

"Are you Hattori Heiji from Kansai?" Miyamoto Han patted Hattori Heiji's shoulder from behind.

Hattori Heiji pressed his hat and smiled proudly,"I knew you would come."

"Let's talk in the car." Miyamoto Han stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Hattori Heiji shrugged.

In the car, Miyamoto Han asked:"By the way, how did you know my phone number?"

"Haha, for a detective born into a family of police officers, it is not difficult to find your phone number!"

"Haha, it seems I have to change my home phone number when I get back." Miyamoto Han pushed his glasses.

"What a cautious person!" Hattori Heiji scratched his hair,"By the way, I heard that the old man in my family said that you are very powerful. I have long wanted to see it. Are you really that powerful?"

Hattori Heiji raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and challenged Miyamoto Han

"It's not up to you to decide whether you have that ability or not, but Mr. Hattori, I'm very interested in the wine in your bag. I wonder if you would be willing to share it?"

"You can actually guess that there is wine in my bag, it seems that your ability is really not exaggerated!" Hattori Heiji grabbed the backpack beside him,"However, if you can guess what kind of wine this is, I will be completely convinced by you!"