After Crossing, I Made Conan Cry

Seeing that the window was just ahead, Curacao was running in that direction in the dark corridor. Thinking of the guess just now, she secretly raised her vigilance in her heart.

I always feel that Amuro Tooru will be lurking there.

that corner.

really……

When he saw a black shadow suddenly appearing in front of him, Curacao soared into the air like a dexterous cat, and kicked it with a flying kick.

But even if she seized the opportunity for a while, the difference in strength between the two made Curacao completely suppressed by Amuro Tooru's attack.

Realizing that if this continues, let alone delaying time, I'm afraid she will really be caught.

Curacao frowned, not caring about complaining about Yoyo's strength, but one Akai Shuichi was not enough, and Amuro Tooru also acted with her in this play without knowing it. I'm not afraid of what to do if she really got off the hook and was caught by the two of them.

"Mr. Furuya, are you okay? Please move out of the way."

Kazami Yuya, who had just been thrown off by her, finally caught up at this time. He aimed his gun at Curacao, and slowly approached her.

Seeing this, the corners of Curacao's lips curled into a sneer, and when Yuya Kazami's appearance distracted Amuro Tooru's attention, he smashed through the window in the corridor and jumped out from inside.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that there was still a man ambushing downstairs.

The man with a pair of blue cat eyes looked stern at this moment, and kicked her to the ground with a single horizontal kick.

It turned out to be the Scotch who had exposed his identity in the organization.

Knowing how powerful he was, Curacao didn't bother him too much. The moment her palms were on the ground, she made a feint and rushed towards the road.

Totally ignoring the person who Yoyo had arranged to come and pick her up, Curacao was about to intercept a car at random and hurried away when suddenly there was a roar of a car from behind.

She turned her body and saw a man wearing a motorcycle helmet speeding towards her on a motorcycle.

Finally, when he got to the person he was going to meet, before Kevin Yoshino got close to her, he threw the motorcycle helmet he was carrying casually in his hand, and the other hand was still moving towards Zhu Fujingguang. A few shots stopped the opponent from catching up.

Seeing this, Curacao also knew the identity of the other party. She reached out and took the helmet. Before she could put on the motorcycle helmet, Kevin Yoshino's motorcycle had already driven in front of her.

The two reached out their hands towards each other at the same time. Kevin Yoshino just tugged lightly, without even slowing down, and pulled Curacao to his back seat and sat down without letting go. Pulling Curacao's hand around his waist, he motioned for her to embrace him.

"Catch it."

As he spoke, his voice was still a little tense, as if he was excited about the hunt he was about to face.

Curacao also knew that there was still a fierce battle to be fought, so he hugged his waist immediately, and only heard a 'boom', and the modified motorcycle speeded up again in an instant.

There were several gunshots from behind, and Kevin Yoshino seemed to have eyes behind his back. While drawing a snake shape on the road, he also left behind Zhu Fu Jingguang's attack.

Although it was the first time for Curacao to meet Kevin Yoshino, she initially gained her trust just now.

At least Camus was barely reliable in this regard, and she didn't arrange any waste for her.

She temporarily entrusted her safety to Kevin Yoshino, took out her mobile phone from her pocket with one hand, and her fingers jumped rapidly on the mobile phone, and she edited out one code name after another.

The German bnd's undercover agent, Westland.

The Canadian CSIS undercover agent, Acquavitt.

French dgse's undercover agent, Telavi.

Interpol icpo undercover, Glenlivet.

United States undercover, Kir.

and also……

Undercover agent of the Japanese police, Bourbon.

SMS sending...

Hearing the sound of two cars drifting behind him, Curacao took out the waterproof bag from his pocket, put the phone away carefully, put it back in his pocket, and turned his head to look back.

It's Akai Shuichi and Amuro Tooru, the three of them are fast approaching them.

"Has the thing been sent to that adult?"

Sensing her small movements behind him, Kevin Yoshino tilted his head and asked loudly.

Because of the high speed, both of them were wearing motorcycle helmets. Even though Kevin Yoshino was speaking very loudly, Curacao actually couldn't hear clearly, but she turned her head to look at the red and white behind her. The two cars in the car can probably understand each other's meaning.

Curacao didn't speak, and directly grabbed Kevin Yoshino, using practical actions to show that he could go faster.

"Miss, please sit still."

Knowing what she meant in an instant, Kevin Yoshino glanced at the rearview mirror, and at this time also recognized the people in the white car chasing after them, the two people who had successfully arrested him before.

Sure enough, those two were policemen.

So, I really don't understand what that adult is thinking.

The last time it was obvious that she brought the policeman to chase him, but this time it was the two policemen who came to chase the two of them who were her subordinates.

This change is so big that some people don't know what to say.

I don't know if the policeman knew about these things she did behind her back.

Kevin Yoshino thinks that they are a little bit good at playing. After all, the words of distinguishing between public and private are easy to say, but it is actually not easy to do.

After all, people are emotional animals, and it is normal to be confused by emotions.

But Yoyo gave him an extremely rational feeling, 'no matter how good my relationship with you is, my position and goals will not change because of this'.

What a little monster.

Kevin Yoshino grumbled silently in his heart, but the corners of his lips hidden under the motorcycle helmet slightly evoked a wanton arc.

Thinking that he was following such an adult, Kevin Yoshino only felt his whole body become excited.

He speeded up again, driving the motorcycle, and passing through the vehicles at high speed.

At this time, it can reflect the quality of the motorcycle.

He glanced triumphantly at the two cars behind him that were blocking the road, and the corners of his lips were hooked, with a hint of sarcasm.

However, after seeing the white Mazda behind which had been tightly blocked and had nowhere to go, it was suddenly manipulated by the people inside to stand upright, riding on the wall, passing through layers of obstacles, and speeding towards them. Approaching.

As Kevin Yoshino accelerated, his eyes widened instantly, with an expression of disbelief.

Is this too exaggerated? !

Is the painting style of the police so terrible? !

Or only this man is so scary!