No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

After such a reminder, the two finally came to their senses.

The owner held the steering wheel, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

He never thought that he would get a note halfway through.

Conan is bad and bad, the corners of his mouth are like a smile but not a smile:

"Sister, why do you feel so scared after hearing that he is a policeman?"

The woman looked embarrassed and laughed dryly to ease the awkward atmosphere:

"Hey, is there any? We haven't committed any crimes, so why should we be afraid of the police?"

She didn't want to talk about this topic in depth, so she took the initiative to digress:

"By the way, little brother, you have been wearing this earphone, are you listening to the radio?"

Conan's face is naive, as if he has no fear:

"Yes, I heard that three Jewelry Avenues came to Gunma County last night. The whereabouts are unknown this year, have you seen them?"

"Ah, this...how could we possibly have met?"

When Suzuki Qiaoqiao heard this, no matter how slow his reaction was, he should understand.

Conan kept hinting that these two were jewelry thieves:

"Excuse me, please pull over and stop for a while."

The male owner thought he wanted to get out of the car for inspection, and suddenly slammed the steering wheel.

The car tilted so badly that it nearly knocked the person out.

The woman in the back row pulled out a pistol out of nowhere, revealing her ferocity.

Since it can't be concealed, it's a showdown:

"Don't move at all! Otherwise I'll shoot!"

Staring at the dark muzzle, Kuroba was happy.

This thing won't hurt if you hit it in the face, it's just a toy:

"Miss, it's rude to point at someone with a carrot."

"Hu... carrots?"

The woman glanced down, her face pale in shock.

The tightly gripped pistol turned into a long, thick and big carrot at some point?

Seeing the car suddenly stop, Suzuki Qiaoqiao shouted in a low voice:

"Canteen Spicy Sauce!"

The car owner didn't react at all, and the whole person flew straight out.

He slammed into the icy road with a thud, and his butt was about to bloom.

In an instant, the two jewel thieves were subdued by a spike.

Suzuki Takashi closed the trunk and locked the third accomplice inside.

Next, drive by Kuroba Kaito and head to Rice Flower Market.

After driving for more than half an hour, the group encountered the traffic police who stopped and checked the road.

"Hello, please show your driver's license."

Kuroba Kaito pointed his right hand at the co-pilot and explained:

"It's not our car, ask him."

The police officer lowered his body and followed his line of sight.

Immediately, his pupils widened, as if he had discovered a new continent:

"Mr. Suzuki! Is that Suzuki Takahashi from the Mika Metropolitan Police Department?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao lowered the brim of his hat tactically and said coldly:

"Yes, it's under."

The police officer was emotional and trembling when he spoke:

"Oh my god, I... I'm your fan! I read every issue of Alert, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Conan probed from the back seat and called out his name:

"Hey, isn't this a mountain village police officer?"

"Yeah, I remember your name seems to be Conan?"

"That's right, Mountain Village police officer. Are you setting up a checkpoint here to catch jewelry thieves?"

"Yeah, just to catch the three jewelry thieves. They wore silk stockings and hoods. After they robbed the jewelry store in Gunma Prefecture, they threw the stolen car on the mountain, and people didn't know where they disappeared. There was pressure from above. Let us be instructed to set up an interrogation. You see, it's two or three in the morning, and no suspicious person has been found. It's so cold, it's really freezing to death. "

Conan smiled and raised his finger to the back seat:

"The jewelry thieves you want to catch are in the car. Brother Suzuki subdued them just now, and there are still people in the trunk."

When Yamamura Cao heard the words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked through the window and saw the unconscious men and women.

He quickly waved his hand to greet his colleagues, and captured the two together with their accomplices in the trunk.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was expressionless the whole time and didn't really want to talk.

Mainly because the weather is cold, too lazy to move.

After the Gunma prefectural police handcuffed three jewelry thieves, he finally spoke:

"Officer, I still have something to deal with here, can I not record the confession?"

"Yes, of course."

Being able to do things for idols, Yamamura's mood is high:

"We can handle the confession, but you can go. Mr. Suzuki, do you need our escort?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao shook his head and suddenly remembered one more thing:

"By the way, there is one more thing I need to trouble you."

"What's the matter, you can tell me!"

The mountain village police officer patted his chest and assured:

"As long as I can do it in the mountain village, I will definitely do it!"

"Damn, it's not a big deal. When we came, we drove a yellow Beetle car, but unfortunately it had a flat tire. If you drop by, you can go and have a look. The wiper has the owner's contact information and phone number. Just help drag it away."

"No problem, it's your duty to sort out the traffic!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't grind any more, and motioned Kuroba Kaito to drive:

"Okay, nothing else, let's go."

"it is good."

The car went all the way west, and after more than half an hour, it entered the urban area of ​​Mihua City.

Suzuki Joe Bridge estimated that the time was almost up, and texted Judy Sterling:

"Four in the morning, Kanqiao Station, underground storage room."

When she came to the Metropolitan Police Department before, she said that when she came to Japan, she wanted to hide her identity.

He didn't tell anyone about the phone call.

But if Judy shows up at that time, she exposes herself.

Let Conan discover her identity as an FBI agent, and no one's to blame.

The cold wind was blowing outside the car window.

As for whether the vodka that came to trade is an FBI undercover agent, it doesn't really matter.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't mention this at all, waiting for Judy to interrogate someone by herself.

There is absolutely no need to do this, just lick your feet.

"Come on, you can almost dress up."

"Okay, brother."

Kuroba Kaito stopped the car on the side of the road and changed his clothes for a second.

Conan swallowed his saliva and hesitated.

This ability is too unscientific, right?

"Quick fight, I will call an FBI agent to cooperate with the containment later. People in the black organization will do anything to achieve their goals. At that time, there may be more than one person on the scene. I will occupy the commanding heights and clean up those trash fish. , I won't follow you down."

With Kuroba Kaito's ability, it is more than enough to deal with vodka.

"Don't worry, brother, leave it to me."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao is like a big brother, admonishing in every possible way:

"If there is an emergency, you can judge for yourself. Safety first, don't be too aggressive."

……

Vodka holds Big Brother in his left hand and the steering wheel in his right hand:

"Yes, that's right, we communicated over the phone and moved up the pickup time.

The time was 4 am today, and the location remained the same. It was still in the locker in the basement of Kanqiao Station.

Well, just tell Brother Gin like this.After you get the people together, bring the guys over here.

The coward in Itakura might call the police and find a note to give him courage.

Originally, after we traded, we had nothing to do with him.

As soon as I get something, I'll kill him at Kanbashi Station! "