Conan's Unscientific Detective

Xiaolan said, glancing at Conan's cautious expression, "But he's not a suspicious person. After all, he was with someone with FBI written on his back."

FBI? !

Conan looked even more surprised when he heard this.

He was a little confused as to why the FBI was in Neon.

The FBI has such wide scope...

Now they are even in charge of Japan, stealing work from mold and the CIA?

The FBI is primarily responsible for the United States. They are the U.S. federal police and have no right to act outside the U.S. territory.

In Conan's impression, unless there is an official cooperation document, it is a violation of the rules for FBI agents to use federal laws, and serious cases may even cause protests at the diplomatic level.

But why was Huibara so afraid of him before?

If he is from the FBI, then teacher Judy must also be from the FBI, right?

If that's the case...

Conan frowned and fell into deep thought.

…………

Conan did not waste too much time on Shuichi Akai, who was suspected to be from the FBI.

After returning home with Xiaolan, he hurried to Dr. Agasa's house.

Arriving at Dr. Agasa's house, he directly inserted the disk into Dr. Agasa's computer without any hesitation...

There is no need to worry about any Dark Night Duke ambushing inside.

After confirming the logs in the disk, the two drove a Beetle to Gunma Prefecture, where Conan investigated the villa of Itakura Taku.

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"These two guys are really reckless... If they didn't have the aura of the protagonist, who knows how many times they would have died?"

Fujino put his hands in his pockets and silently stared at the taillights of the car that had long gone away.

Sighing, he stretched out his hand and grasped the air. A white belt suddenly appeared in his right hand and buckled directly around his waist:

"YAIBER!"

A light green light suddenly appeared, blowing Fujino's windbreaker up. The gem of the transformation device kept spinning, emitting a burst of yellow particles that danced with the green gusts of wind.

Fujino then stretched out his left hand, swung it in front of him, and then pressed it directly on the belt:

"KAMEN RIDER, HENSIN!"

Fujino pressed his belt with both hands, and the green wind gradually accelerated. The green particles suddenly turned red, and then an ethereal and lonely background music suddenly exploded:

"The era of Karaoke's star...began...the legend has been transformed...now...the archer is released."

"Crack!"

A special effect sound with a strong Showa style exploded, interrupting the background music.

At the same time, a dark green and black armor emerged from the particles and directly armed him.

"call……"

Fujino took a deep breath, got on the motorcycle parked nearby, and inserted the key with the Kamen Rider pendant hanging on it.

"Authorization!"

Immediately afterwards, Fujino's motorcycle began to change. The entire shell of the car began to change shape continuously, and the exhaust holes at the back suddenly became like Transformers, turning into the shape of six thrusters.

"Om-!"

A stream of red light passed through the snowy streets,

…………

A highway near Tokyo.

"Car in front, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Yumi Miyamoto sat in the driver's seat, propping up her chin and shouting at the traffic jam ahead with the car's loud speaker. Seeing that the road ahead showed no sign of moving, she couldn't help but sigh and clenched her fists, complaining, "What a nasty snowy day! Driving so fast for no reason, and then having a traffic accident... I have to work overtime because of it!"

"Okay, Yumi-senpai."

A young female police officer nearby chuckled and said, "Just wait until the tow truck comes."

"You don't understand. The traffic situation in Tokyo is like this. There's a small traffic jam every two days and a big traffic jam every three days..."

"But with this kind of traffic jam, if we run into that guy, we will definitely be able to catch him, right?"

Yumi Miyamoto changed her mind and remembered the taillights that seemed like a nightmare. She couldn't help but look back at the rearview mirror, and then she saw a light approaching quickly.

"Let's protect world peace..."

The roar gradually exploded from far away to near, accompanied by an extremely exciting melody.

Another female police officer turned around and asked hesitantly, "Is that... a motorcycle?!"

"That speed is so familiar."

Yumi Miyamoto frowned. "The deadly 125 from the Tokyo Red Line duo...but why is this guy carrying a speaker?"

"wrong!"

Miyamoto Yumi seemed to realize something, turned on the speaker, and shouted anxiously to the back: "Hey, stop quickly, are you trying to save your life?!"

"boom--!"

Then, under the surprised gazes of the two people and the exciting music, a man with a big yellow letter Y on his head appeared on a motorcycle. The six exhaust pipes on the back of the motorcycle suddenly unfolded, and the engine suddenly sprayed flames toward the ground, and then sprayed flames straight downwards in mid-air and flew over the traffic in front.

Miyamoto Yumi: “……?”

Young female police officer: “……?”

Miyamoto Yumi blinked and said, "What was that thing that just flew over...?"

The young policewoman hesitated for a moment: "That just flew over... it seemed to be Kamen Rider...?"

Yumi Miyamoto: "Kamen Rider...?"

"Maybe we're sleep deprived and our minds are wandering, hahaha!"

The young policewoman consoled herself with a smile: "Yes, that must be the case. It is absolutely correct. How could a Kamen Rider appear..."

"Hey Hey hey!"

Seeing that the light in her eyes had disappeared, Yumi Miyamoto shook her shoulders and said, "Don't deceive yourself. How can you fix it?"

(End of this chapter)

750. Chapter 747: The Honest Vodka [3k Chapter]

Chapter 747: The Honest Vodka [3k Chapter]

Fujino did not notice that his flying operation on a motorcycle left an indelible psychological trauma on a girl who had just become a traffic police officer.

He was looking at his flying scooter and was secretly surprised.

"I didn't expect Kamen Rider Y's special effects to be so awesome..."

The Kamen Rider suit with combined effects not only changes the appearance of his motorcycle, but the six exhaust pipes that look like rocket jets are also real, and can spray flames crazily, taking him to show off and fly...

"But why does this operation feel exactly the same as the old rogue's new mask?"

Fujino suddenly thought of the Kamen Rider filmed by a special effects enthusiast.

Well, exactly the same.

So his Kamen Rider Y is a variant of the modified Kamen Rider No. 1?

Unfortunately, the jet effect on motorcycles is not completely against the laws of physics.

If you spray for too long, the motorcycle's exhaust pipe will overheat.

The motorcycle's fuel tank will also turn into a tornado, and the spray alone will drop several grids.

then……

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Dr. Agasa's Volkswagen orange Beetle had already left Tokyo before the traffic jam.

There should be some distance between us now.

Fujino secretly took the gas barrel from the side of the road and filled it with gas, then set off again.

Fortunately, he has vision-enhancing glasses MAX, which are modified prisoner tracking glasses.

After the modification, his glasses also gained the ability to track detective armbands.

He rode a motorcycle and followed the signal from Conan's detective armband.

Soon, Dr. Agasa's car drove into the forest on the outskirts of Gunma Prefecture.

Immediately afterwards, Conan and Professor Agasa entered the villa in the forest.

But what they didn't notice was that on the way to the villa, a car was parked quietly in the woods, monitoring the villa.

The surveillance man in black is a sales representative of the brewery in Gunma Prefecture.

He was dressed in black, standing in the snow, looking at the villa not far away, holding up his phone and reporting to Vodka: "That's right, brother, a car just got off and someone entered the villa..."

"That person seemed to be holding a dog."

Listening to the description on the phone, Vodka on the other end said in a deep voice: "I will confirm the target. If it's not that guy, you should know what to do."

"clear."

The man in black put down the phone, took out a pistol from his pocket, screwed on the split silencer, and stood quietly in the snow waiting.

However, he was so focused on monitoring the villa that he did not notice that a white figure was slowly approaching him from behind.

The figure was wearing a white robe with a red belt swaying in the wind and snow. Under the eagle-like hood on his head, there were two strange green lights.

Fujino's black armored boots made no sound as they stepped on the snow.

He raised his right hand and waved it, and a silver-white hidden blade popped out.

Then the footsteps quickened, and the sound of footsteps on the snow was heard.

The man in black's ears moved slightly when he heard footsteps. He turned around subconsciously and saw a white shadow rushing towards him.

The figure lowered his head, swung his hidden sword, and stabbed out suddenly.

The man in black felt his body suspended in the air for a while, and then fell on the big tree behind him.

The hidden blade pierced through his lower abdomen and stabbed out from his back, like a nail, fixing his body to the tree.

The world before the eyes of the man in black gradually became dim.

There was severe pain in the back and abdomen.

He moved his lips slightly, and with great effort, he pointed the muzzle of the pistol tightly held in his right hand at the chest of the man in white robe in front of him:

"you……"

But before he could finish, the hidden blade suddenly turned, and with the sound of tearing cloth, it crushed the pierced intestines.

The right hand he had just raised was also grasped by the opponent's hard hand armor.

With just a slight push, his wrist was completely crushed.

The right hand, without bone support, twisted and drooped, and the pistol fell with it.

But before it fell to the snow, it was caught by a left hand wearing an armored glove.

Fujino drew his hidden blade and took two steps back.

The man in black lost the support of his hidden blade and fell directly from the tree trunk.

At this time, the man in black supported himself with his upper body and collapsed beside the tree trunk.

Blood continued to flow out from a wound on a hole in the stake, dyeing the surrounding snow red.

The black-clad man's eyes gradually lost focus, and the world before his eyes became blurry.