Conan's Organization No. 3

"However, as long as the gentleman does not appear, it means that we can't confirm that the murderer is a strange husband."

"interesting!"

Thousands of ladies can't help but narrow their eyes, leaking a slightly exciting look.

"All right,"

Mr. Mao, suddenly patted his hand, no fun,

"Anyway, we can't find anything in a short time here. It is better to go outside and see if our car is really blown by this murderer."

"This is, if you are lucky, there will be one or two cars to escape the frying fate." Miss gun shrugged, and the white gloves will be taken down.

"It's also right, the explosion you just heard may not be just that the bluff is not necessarily." Thousands of ladies apparently very agreed.

"In this case, let's go out to see, the so-called detective is not just believed in your own eyes, is it told that ears?"

The white emperor smiled, and immediately gave Xiaolan slightly, followed by Mr. Mao Mao and others went out.

Mao Li Xiaogiro saw that everyone was so, he had to follow up.

However, looking at the back of the white emperor who is in front, he is secretly tone.

at this time,

A pleasing and laughing suddenly sounded in the ear and shocked him.

Bai Emperor said, this time you owe him a human condition. "

Maori Xiaofeng looked at Kanji, his face was awkward, and it was obviously not to understand what the other party said.

Looking at the grungery, Maori, Malang, who is stupid, and Xiao Spring red is just a laugh, and there is no entanglement, turn around to go in the direction of the white emperor.

"What is it? It's strange."

I complained that Mao Li Xiaofeng immediately followed.

Walking in the last side of Conan, I still can't stand the body on the eyes before leaving, watching the little thumb.

...

" ..."

With a slightly urgency CU, Mao Li Xiaofeng rushed out.

The door of the villa is full of fire, and it is burned.

Mao Li Xiaofan is anxious, just want to speed up the footsteps.

Oh, the foot is slippery,

"bass!"

"!"

His ass suddenly fell to the stairs, and the look of the dignifier immediately made a face, and did not live mourning.

"Hey, painful ..."

"Really, my father pays attention to it."

Xiaolan didn't stand the eyes, and immediately ran forward.

The white emperor and other people continue to come out from the villa, standing on the stairs, looking forward to the location of each car,

A flaky color is introduced into the eye, the heat waves.

"Ah, I am really burning."

Maori Xiaogang 383 exclaimed.

Xiaolan can't help but look at the eyes, and the appearance of a little,

"White Emperor, your car?"

"Nothing,"

I didn't care about the smile, and I looked with Xiaolan's head and comforted.

"Anyway, my car is very old, just replace it."

"However, the antique classified car that will be produced in the 1950s seems to be in this world."

Conan is white, and the white emperor is not satisfied, although he doesn't love the car, you can also know how precious this kind of car is in the current world.

"Well, don't care, anyway, I have a friend abroad, just replace a Chevrolet's antique classic car. Anyway, he can't use it, I will use it."

The white emperor smiled.