Conan’s Guilty Points System

After speaking, she ignored the anxious look of the flight attendant.

"Actually, the prisoner has exposed himself just now."

Heiji's words suddenly made everyone quiet, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"Ms. Louise, did you just say what your ring is?"

Moment!

The Japanese woman's eyes lit up and she suddenly looked at the jeweled American.

Yukiko also reacted immediately, her beautiful eyes glowing with a cold light, staring at the American.

"What are you staring at me for? I just happened to see the ring on this lady's hand before. Besides, do I look like someone who stole the ring?"

After speaking, the American raised his hand, ten fingers covered with rings.

The doubts in the eyes of the others dissipated a little.

"No, although the clothes you are wearing are Armani, they are high imitations, not the real Armani brand at all."

Yukiko came over, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.

Heiji smiled slightly, pulled Yukiko over, and put his arms around her waist gently: "It seems that Yukiko's eyes are better."

Yukiko's body stiffened again, and she felt a little silly: What does Heiji want to do?

"Well, it is indeed a high imitation."

After Yukiko's reminder, the Japanese woman glanced at the American, and her eyes flashed.

"What about high imitations? This is my hobby. Since I am a prisoner, where is the evidence?"

The American stood up abruptly. He was 1.9 meters tall like a sturdy tower, and his muscles were stretched up, which was very scary.

Heiji exerted a little force, pulled Yukiko into his arms, and glanced at the American lightly.

"Your ring seems a little thick."

Chapter 0352 Mysterious woman!

ring?

Everyone immediately looked at the American's hand, and their expressions changed slightly. Indeed, the rings on his hands are much thicker than ordinary rings, which can be seen with the naked eye.

The Japanese woman frowned and had some thoughts in her heart.

"Is there a problem with my ring thickness? This is my personal hobby."

The American looked at Heiji coldly.

"If the ring is too thick, maybe a small ring can be installed."

Yukiko leaned against Heiji's arms, slightly extended her head and glanced at the American with a cold tone.

Although it was a little unnatural to be hugged, she believed that Heiji would not do this for no reason. Since there was a reason, she would naturally not resist.

A small ring?

Yukiko's words suddenly changed the faces of the people present, and the eyes that looked at the American became even more suspicious.

The Japanese woman folded her arms around her chest, stopped talking, and looked confident.

Obviously, she has understood.

The American's expression changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Yukiko: "I don't have time to waste time with you oriental monkeys."

"Very good, another crime of racial discrimination has been added."

Heiji lowered his head and glanced at his hand, and sighed softly: "Think about it, it seems like I haven't done it for a long time."

Yukiko and the others looked at Heiji strangely.

"What? The Oriental Monkey wants to fight? Just your small body?"

The American looked at Heiji provocatively, with a look of disdain.

A fist hit his face instantly.

Blood splashes!

The powerful force instantly knocked the American backwards and slammed into the chair behind.

With a loud bang, the Americans fainted.

A coin flew out in an instant and hit the American man with sunglasses, and a cylinder fell to the ground.

The next moment, a scream rang out, and the American wearing sunglasses covered his hands and screamed in pain.

"You'd better stay still, or the next coin won't be in your hand."

Heiji glanced at the American wearing sunglasses, let go of Yukiko, walked straight to the fainted American, and took all the rings from his hand.

"Heiji, you knew early on that those two were accomplices?"

Yukiko looked at Heiji in surprise.

Heiji smiled lightly: "Just now, when the guy stood up, the guy wearing sunglasses stretched his hand into his waist unconsciously, leaning back slightly, obviously ready to cooperate with this guy to launch an attack."

Yukiko rolled her eyes at Heiji, strode her long legs and walked back to her position, her beautiful eyes flashing softly: It turns out that Heiji hugged me to protect me.

Heiji opened the rings on his hand, and there was a ring hidden in each ring shell.

"Ms. Louise, is this ring yours?"

Louise nodded sharply: "That's it, thank you, dear sir, thank you so much."

Heiji smiled lightly and looked at the flight attendant: "I'll leave these things to you for safekeeping. These two people are suspected of stealing and racial discrimination."

After he finished speaking, he walked over to the fainted American, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped on it.

A crisp bone-crushing sound.

The fainted American suddenly opened his eyes, let out an extremely shrill scream, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"In addition, this guy was not very lucky. After being found out, he broke his hand in a panic."

Glancing at the American, the others swallowed their saliva and looked a little frightened.