No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

"Ah, Xiaoguang?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao shrugged and replied as a matter of course:

"Yes, it doesn't need to eat or drink, and it is not tempted by beauty. It is the most suitable choice for 24-hour uninterrupted surveillance. Before I left, I left a new mobile phone. If something happens suddenly, it will contact you in time. of."

Haiyuan Ai nodded and couldn't help but give a thumbs up for her boyfriend's wit:

"No one is better at monitoring absinthe than Xiaoguang, wonderful!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao took her into his arms and stared at his girlfriend Shui Ling's eyes.

The two looked at each other silently and smiled knowingly.

In the basement, there was an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Okay okay, darling, put me down."

After lingering for a while, Hai Yuanai broke free from her embrace.

She smiled sweetly, took her boyfriend's hand, and walked outside.

Suzuki Joe Bridge was taken to the living room and asked:

"Hey, dear daughter, what are you doing here?"

Hai Yuanai was a little speechless, and rolled his eyes at him:

"Don't you want that tonight, don't take the lubricant, do you want to kill me?"

……

Chapter 398 Please, try me

Get up in the morning and embrace the sun.

Fill your body with bright sunshine and positive energy.

Around eight o'clock, Suzuki Qiaoqiao opened his sleepy eyes.

He yawned and dragged his exhausted body to work at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Last night, there was a shooting at a port in Rice City.

FBI agent Judy Sterling was rushed to the hospital with a gunshot wound.

According to the feedback of the accompanying staff, the Japanese police were only able to learn the outline of the matter.

The high-level police heard the news and immediately sent someone to contact the traffic bureau.

Want to call in street surveillance to find out who rescued the absinthe.

Worked for a long time and found nothing.

The street surveillance that night turned out to be completely out of order, and nothing was photographed.

These faults are all from the handwriting of Noah's Ark.

The firewall of state institutions is like a piece of paper in front of it, which can be called a dimensionality reduction attack.

The traffic bureau executives were furious.

Order engineers to work overtime and rush to repair and monitor.

Even if it resumes operation, there is no way to retrieve the images from last night.

Makes the whereabouts of absinthe, just like a mystery.

The police and black organizations are looking for her.

But the absinthe just vanished from the world, completely missing.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Suzuki Qiaoqiao clocked in and got off work.

He bought a gift and went to see Judy Sterling at the Apothecary's Hospital.

Akai Shuichi smuggled into Japan without the knowledge of his superiors, and belongs to a black household.

In order to avoid encountering with his peers, he left the scene in a hurry after he was sent to the hospital last night.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao found out the location of Judy's ward from the nurse at the front desk.

Carrying flowers and fruits, I took the elevator up.

There are two FBI agents guarding the door on the fourth floor.

They knew Suzuki Qiaoqiao, took the initiative to walk over, and said respectfully:

"Mr. Suzuki, Agent Judy has just been out of danger, but she still needs to rest. If there is nothing important, it is best not to go in and disturb."

"Oh, okay."

He handed the gift to the FBI agent and asked:

"How's the injury? Are you okay?"

"Detective Judy suffered a gunshot wound to the abdomen, but she did not injure her lungs. After the suture operation, she was fine. After another ten days and a half months of rest, she should be able to get out of bed and walk. She can't exercise vigorously now. Accept commissioned missions deep into the front lines."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put his hands behind him, like the leader of the patrol:

"I'm just here to take a look. It's not about work. Since she's all right, I'm relieved. Let's go first."

He glanced at the sleeping blonde woman through the glass.

Reminds me that in the basement, there is another big wave that needs to be fed.

Suzuki Takashi waved goodbye to the detectives and turned to leave the hospital.

I went to the department store to buy some food and came to the rented secret base.

Xiaoguang lay down at the entrance, closing his eyes and dozing off.

Seeing him coming, he just meowed, barely trying to say hello.

Suzuki Takashi grinned wickedly and reached out to rub its head.

The latter moved sharply and flashed sideways.

Instead of summoning the Platinum Star to force him, he unlocked the lock and entered the basement.

Squat down at the entrance and put food and water on the steps.

Remove water bottle caps and anything slightly hard beforehand.

Lest absinthe take these things and make a fool of it.

After all, she is not an ordinary person, so she is not allowed to take the opportunity to escape.

It's always good to be wary.

After Suzuki Qiaoqiao was ready, he went down a few steps.

Seeing her lying on the ground sleeping, thinking about bringing a straw mat over tomorrow.

Then go back to the living room and close the iron door.

"boom!"

Belmod hadn't eaten for almost a day, not a drop of water.

The whole person is very weak, and only sleep is used to reduce energy consumption.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she sat up in a daze.

When his consciousness regained consciousness, Belmod used his remaining strength to come to the iron gate and slapped:

"Hey, don't go, don't you want information about the organization?"

According to the number of insiders, the intelligence classification is different.

Belmod doesn't necessarily provide top-secret intelligence, but general intelligence and high-level intelligence are perfectly OK.

The problem is that Suzuki Qiaoqiao is too unprofessional, only detained, not interrogated.

Please, will you try me?

……

The next day, afternoon.

The teenage detectives who have a lot of vacations play football in Rice Flower Park.

Haibara Ai was invited, but did not come.

She looks like a child, but her mind is an adult.

Recently, I began to consciously keep a distance from these elementary school classmates.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao went to great lengths to destroy the black organization.

Haibara Ai also wanted to do something for her boyfriend instead of hanging out with the bear children.

After a while, the sky was drizzled with drizzle.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Conan and others immediately dared to go to the nearby Mori office.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap broke through the dark clouds.

As soon as several people arrived, the sky fell torrential rain.

Yuan Tai shook the water and said:

"Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise, if it drags on for a while, the four of us will be poured into chicken soup."

Conan stared out the window, the raindrops crashed on the glass:

"The lady at the weather station said that there will be thunderstorms in the afternoon, and the forecast is accurate. You wait, I'll get a towel."

Ayumi looked left and right, feeling a little strange:

"Hey, where's Uncle Maori?"

"He seems to have work to do, he will stay overnight, and he won't be back until tomorrow morning."