Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

Then, I saw countless cardboard boxes flying towards Toru Amuro behind the truck.

Toru Amuro dodged, and the helmet on his head was suddenly knocked off by a cardboard box.

I saw that he immediately turned the front of the car and braked suddenly, completed a 360-degree flick and grabbed the helmet flying in the air with one hand.

Then take your hands off the grips and put the helmet on.

"According to Article 71, Paragraph 4 of the Road Traffic Law, you must wear a helmet when driving a large two-wheeled motor vehicle...that's right." He murmured with a smile.

This is what Ogiwara Kenji's older sister Ogiwara Chihaya once said to him.

Just when the target vehicle disappeared from view, he quickly chased after it again.

At this time, a bright red Ferrari passed by him, blowing a gust of wind.

The bursting roar was like the roar of a beast that had broken free from its rein, and the other party overtook him in an instant, and then clung to the edge of the main road to complete an unbelievable drifting corner.

All I saw was the red taillight flashing past like a teleportation, and disappeared from sight.

"Hey, this guy is too crazy, is he a drag racing gang?" Toru Amuro asked in surprise.

But there is no time to pay attention to him for the time being, the most urgent thing now is to stop the target vehicle.

So he turned the accelerator to the maximum horsepower and chased forward quickly.

He didn't expect that the indescribably exaggerated operation in his eyes was completed by Hiroshi Otoi, smoking a cigarette with one hand and turning the steering wheel with one hand.

When exiting the corner, even the half-length ash on the cigarette butt did not fall.

After chasing all the way, the prisoner successfully escaped to the vicinity of the pier.

There was no one around, only the navigation lights on the pier were on, and it was extremely quiet.

He glanced back, seeing that the police motorcycle was not following behind, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a violent roar suddenly broke the silence, he turned his head abruptly, and saw a red Ferrari galloping behind him, flicking its tail sideways and directly blocked in front of him.

Chapter 122

Then, Otoni Hiroshi got out of the car and pulled him off, pressing him against the railing next to him.

"What are you doing!" The prisoner watched helplessly as Otoi Hiroshi took off his belt.

His eyes were full of panic, thinking that he had encountered a pervert.

Otoi Hiroshi slapped him on the head and said, "Your inner drama is too much."

After speaking, he was tied to the railing with a belt in an extremely awkward way, making it absolutely impossible for him to break free alone.

Just after all this was done, the police motorcycle with flashing red lights flew down from the side road and slammed into the hood of the target vehicle.

It made the prisoner tremble violently, and then went limp in an instant.

A steamy yellow liquid slowly seeped from his crotch.

Toru Amuro took off his helmet, shook his hair handsomely, and then looked at the two people over there.

"Boss!" He exclaimed after seeing the man's face clearly.

"Coincidentally, it's Mr. Amuro." Hiroshi Otoi greeted with a smile.

"So that red Ferrari is yours?" Amuro Toru helped the motorcycle off.

"Well... I saw the police motorcycle chasing the prisoner, so I thought I could help." Hiroshi Otoi said modestly.

"But...do you know that you are speeding?" Toru Amuro said while holding his forehead.

Hiroshi Otoi lit a cigarette speechlessly and retorted: "I also saw someone drifting in place while driving at high speed on the highway, wearing a helmet with both hands without grasping..."

"Ahaha...that was an accident..." Toru Amuro felt a little embarrassed.

Noticing that the prisoner fainted from fright, Toru Amuro backed up the car, and said seriously, "Who the hell are you?"

"Didn't I say it in the afternoon, my name is Hiroshi Otoi." He spread his hands.

"The Otoi family shouldn't be short of a small coffee shop, right?" Toru Amuro asked.

"To add, I am the sole heir of the Otojing Foundation."

"You still don't understand? Bourbon." Hiroshi Otoi let out a puff of smoke.

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of what Belmode had said before.

"You are the newly promoted cadre of the organization, Lark!"

"Hey, why is there such an expression? Belmode and I have a pretty good relationship, we should be on one side." Hiroshi Otoi laughed.

"However, I know you better. The code name of the organization is Bourbon, Toru Amuro from the Poirot Café, and..." Hiroshi Otoi walked up to Toru Amuro and whispered in his ear.

"Japanese Public Security - Furutani Rei."

Toru Amuro withdrew abruptly, with a cold light in his eyes, he sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Believe it or not, I only have one condition, let me join the police." Hiroshi Otoi stomped out the cigarette butt with a smile, and then stared at him seriously.

"Give me a reason." Toru Amuro agreed with his statement.

After all, being able to call out the name Jiang Gu Ling already shows that he knows himself well.

"To destroy the organization, I need your strength." Hiroshi Otoi then lit another cigarette.

"I have a hatred with the organization, an irresolvable hatred."

Although it was just a random reason, but I don't know why, this sentence came out of his mouth naturally.

As if it was real, Otoi Hiroshi himself was a little puzzled after speaking.net

"How could an unknown person like you join the public security system?" Toru Amuro snorted coldly.

"Hey, isn't it enough to be the sole heir of the Otoi Foundation? Although I can join through my family relationship, what I really need is you." Otoi Hiroshi looked at him seriously.

What he said is indeed correct, the influence of the Yinjing Foundation in the political world is indeed very simple.

"I see. I will contact you when I get the relevant documents ready." Toru Amuro thought for a while and said.

"However, if you let me feel that you have other thoughts, I will get rid of you even if I chase you to the ends of the earth." Toru Amuro added.

Otoni Hiroshi shook his head: "No, speaking of which, the two of us still have a relationship, so I'll tell you about it later."

"Now, you should deal with the one in front of you first." Hiroshi Otoi pointed to the fainting prisoner.

"Well..." Toru Amuro scratched his hair inexplicably irritatedly.

"Hey, are you the police? There is a suspicious vehicle and an abandoned white police motorcycle on the pier in Dongdu Bay. Yes, please come here quickly." He honestly found the mobile phone from the prisoner and reported it. police.

When the police arrived at the scene, Toru Amuro had already left in Otoi Hiroshi's Ferrari.

On the car, Hiroshi Otoi thought for a while and asked, "Do you know much about Belmode? Organizational."

He wanted to know Belmode's true identity, because the original plot only said that Belmode had a close relationship with the boss of the winery, but he didn't explain what it was, which still made him quite curious.

"Didn't you just say that you are very familiar with that person... I don't know." Amuro cast a cold glance at him.

Otoi Hiroshi scratched his temple in embarrassment.

Indeed familiar, but only physically familiar...

But according to his understanding, Amuro Toru should know, but since he didn't mean to say it, he simply stopped asking.

Arrived downstairs in the apartment rented by Amuro Toru

"Thank you for taking me back, boss." Toru Amuro said as he opened the car door.

"Is that all?" Hiroshi Otoi asked.

Amuro scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

"Hmph..." Hiroshi Otoi smiled mysteriously.

Toru Amuro opened the door and turned on the lights in the room, looked at Hiroshi Otoi and sighed: "Why do I have to cook for you?"

"Have you eaten yet?" Hiroshi Otoi asked.

"It's not."

"That's it. Anyway, I have to do it alone, so I don't need to talk more." Hiroshi Otoi put on his shoes and walked in.

The living room was clean, the pillows on the sofa were neatly arranged, and there was not even a speck of dust on the floor.

It's just a matter of adding a "Bo Limbo Zero" special effect to the living room.

It's just that the furnishings are too simple, which makes him feel a little cold.

"Yeah, but you're really capable. You can keep the house so clean even if you live alone." Hiroshi Otoi couldn't stop praising.

"It's just cleaning up and living comfortably." Amuro shrugged.

After receiving a glass of water for Otoni Hiroshi, he put on his cooking apron and asked, "What do you want to eat? You can order whatever you want."

"Well... how about omelet rice? I'm hungry and want something real." Hiroshi Otoi raised his index finger and suggested.

"Okay, but aren't you afraid that I might poison the food?" Toru Amuro joked.

Otojing Hiroshi leaned on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed and said calmly: "Che, no one will pay you salary after I die."

"Haha, that's a good reason."

Chapter 123 How about a high ponytail?Very white.

After speaking, Toru Amuro turned and went into the kitchen.

He took out a kitchen knife and held a flower in his hand, then took out garlic, olive oil and other ingredients and prepared them.

First make the sauce, first mince the garlic, pour in olive oil and stir fry, then add canned tomatoes and crushed consomme cubes, add salt, pepper and sugar, then melt the butter, and it's done.

Cut the onion into thick pieces, slice the mushrooms, and cut the chicken thighs into sieve-sized pieces, and use them as ingredients for chicken fried rice.

After the chicken thighs are fried in a pan, add onions and mushrooms and continue to stir-fry, then add salt, coarse pepper, broken bouillon cubes, and tomato paste to make the whole taste and remove the sour taste.

Then add the white rice and stir-fry as if cutting something, being careful not to burn it and let the sauce infuse.

Finally, fry the egg rolls. In a pan with olive oil and butter, add salt and beaten eggs. While stirring with chopsticks, slowly shake the pan to create a half-cooked state.

When it is half-cooked, put it close to one side of the pan, adjust the shape, and turn it over.