Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"Uncle, Mr. Yoshizawa called you here, right?" Conan went behind Miwako Sato and Tsutomu Takagi, and asked pretending to be ignorant, "He said he would go to the place where the children were held with the money that should be given to him. Come on, won't you?"

"Huh?" Takagi and Sato Miwako turned to look at Conan in surprise.

Before Chi Feichi just said "Come here and squat the real murderer", yes, that's the sentence, not a single word, not a single word, they really don't know what happened to Guan Ji Zezheng, and whether Ji Zezheng has been killed ?

"This place should only be known to the kidnappers and me," Conan continued, staring at Kitayama Goro, "Since you know, you are the kidnapper's accomplice."

"You, how can you say that!" Goro Kitayama denied in a panic.

"That's right," Miwako Sato said, "Mr. Kitayama knows Mr. Kataoka's mobile phone number, where the transmitter is, and when Xiaochun will be discharged from the hospital. earrings..."

Conan took this opportunity to secretly look at the car driven by Kitayama Goro.

Kitayama Goro squeezed out a smiling face, scratched his head and said, "Don't make random guesses!"

"Ah..." Conan lay in front of the trunk of the car, looking at the trunk he had opened, "What's in this bag?"

Chi Feichi: "..."

He quietly watched Conan acting cute.

Takagi Ford stepped forward immediately.

"Officer Takagi, hurry up and take a look." Conan unzipped the bag in the trunk, turned around and continued to play cute, "There is a lot of cash in this bag!"

Chi Feichi stared at Conan's head.

The bag hammered just now has disappeared, why did he suddenly want to hammer another one?

"Mr. Beishan," Sato Miwako said to Kitayama Goro, "I have something to ask you, please come with me to the office."

Goro Kitayama's face was cloudy, and he suddenly pushed Miwako Sato beside him to the ground, took out a wrench from his arms, and ran towards Takagi who turned back, "Damn it!"

Conan was startled, then saw that Chi Feichi had moved, and silently backed away.

Before Kitayama Goro ran in front of Takagi She, Chi Feichi, who had overtaken him, pinned the back of his neck.

"Boom!"

Kitayama Goro's face came into intimate contact with the roof of the car, and the back of his neck was pressed by a white hand, his body clinging to the car body stiffened, and soon softened, and the wrench in his hand fell to the ground with a clang .

Chi Feichi let go of his hand, and let Kitayama Goro slide down the car body to the ground, looking at Takagi She who was stunned.

It's settled, why are you still standing there, put on handcuffs quickly.

Takagi She was still standing there, thoughts racing through his mind.

Should he try to subdue the prisoner with one hand next time? I feel very handsome.

Better to wear black again?

It seems that he still needs to move faster, aim more accurately, and have stronger hands. He...

The brain can do it, the eyes can do it, and the hands and feet should also do it.

Conan looked at Goro Kitayama, who was collapsed on the ground with a big bag growing on his head, and he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Chi Feichi had been moving his feet for a while, and it had been a long time since he saw the prisoner being pinned down by the neck. At first sight, he felt a sense of nostalgia that shouldn't have occurred.

Miwako Sato stood up, took out the handcuffs, and handcuffed Goro Kitayama's hands.

Takagi returned to his senses, and hurried forward, "Officer Sato, are you alright?"

Conan also walked up to Chi Feichi, and teased, "Are you comfortable?"

He suspected that Chi Feichi had hit him on the head just now, but it had been a long time since he had hit the prisoner, and his hands were itchy.

Chi Feichi looked at the top of Conan's head, but ignored Conan's teasing.

It's really comfortable, so I won't name the detective.

...

More than 20 minutes later, Kitayama Goro was escorted to the Metropolitan Police Department.

By the way, Chi Feichi took the two little devils for a ride, brought Jun Kataoka over there, and delivered it to Shigeru Kataoka.

Mu Mushisan went to Chi Feichi to understand the situation, "Brother Chi, what's going on?"

"Check the source of the Bee's Delivery Service stickers, check the printing factory, and confirm that Mr. Beishan used to work in the printing factory," Chi Feichi said, "Pretend that Yoshizawa is calling him and asking him to send the money to the prison where the children are detained." place."

Mu Mo Shisan stroked it, smoothing out the process and the key points.

"I don't have time to take notes." Chi Feichi added.

Mu Mushisan choked and looked at Conan.

Conan: "..."

Got it, the record fell on him again.

"Cough," Mu Mu Thirteen coughed dryly, looked away, and glanced at Chi Feichi with half-moon eyes, "But brother Chi, next time you can notify the police to investigate, it's very dangerous to take children with you."

If it wasn't for when he met Chi Feichi, the children of the Detective Boys were very active, and he would have suspected that those children had been taken wild by Chi Feichi.

Look, there is another Jun Kataoka today.

On the side, Sachiko Ezaki squatted down and looked at Jun Kataoka, "Xiao Jun followed the investigation, it's very good."

Kataoka Jun looked down at the floor, lowered his voice, "Your suspicion is cleared, is the fashion show still going on?"

Sachiko Ezaki was stunned for a moment, looked at Shigeru Kataoka standing aside, and explained, "I informed them that the postponement is until tomorrow."

"Then you have to work hard," Kataoka Jun summoned up the courage to look up, looking directly at Sachiko Ezaki, "Tomorrow I will also go to cheer you up...Mom."

Sachiko Ezaki was stunned, and hugged Jun Kataoka, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Thank you, Jun."

Conan watched, with an aunt smile on his face, and by the way, he sent Chi Feichi a good person card in his heart.

Chi Feichi did it on purpose, right?

First let Kataoka Jun understand that it is not strange to reject his stepmother. It is not a person like this. Let's deal with it... His little partner is really powerful, and really warm enough.

...

Shibuya District.

There is a small shop in a narrow alley, and the display board at the door is full of various tattoo pictures.

At the door of the store, a fat woman sent two young men out. There were already many silver strands in Gaopan's hair, and on her round face, wrinkles around the eyes and nasolabial folds piled up with a smile, "Please go slowly, Happy new life!"

"Thank you!" The two young men turned around and bowed to the woman before walking towards the end of the alley.

The woman turned and went back to the store, looking at the girl sitting on the chair in the corner.

The girl looked down at a math book, with short shoulder-length hair, slanted bangs, a small face, exquisite facial features, a focused expression, and a neat black and white student uniform, she looked like A good student.

If it wasn't for the hair being dyed a flamboyant red color, if it wasn't for running to her place and slacking off for two days...

Pusheng Caixiang looked up inadvertently, and found the woman staring at her, put the book on the seat beside her, and asked with a smile, "Are you done?"

"As I said before, this is not a place for children to mess around. I only serve people who are new to violent groups." The smile on the woman's face was gone, her expression was stern, and her voice was full of vicissitudes. "You are not yet an adult, No violent group will take you in, if your parents are part of a group, you can get a tattoo, but it's up to them to come to me for an appointment."

"But I just want to tattoo a small butterfly, it's only this big..." Pusheng Caixiang stretched out her right finger, drew a circle the size of a plate in the air, and still looked at the woman with a smile.

Takayama Otome, 56 years old, the illegitimate daughter of the third generation of the Far East Club, learned traditional tattoo techniques from the members of the group. After the third generation abdicated, she worked as a traditional tattoo craftsman in the group for five years, and then quit to open a tattoo shop. , provide tattoo services to members of violent groups, and occasionally go to new member induction ceremonies to help with tattoos...

This was the email Rucker had sent her the night before.

The night before yesterday, she received a call with a strange voice and a strange number, asking her to remember 7 numbers, and after that, she received an email from Lak, asking her to find a computer to log in to the email, and when she logged in to the email on the computer, she would Received an email from Lark.

The email requires a password to open, and if the password is not entered for ten seconds, the mailbox will be automatically cleared. She thought of the previous phone call, tried to enter the 7 numbers, and opened the email.

In the email, there are records of Takayama Otome's experience, income, address, store address, personality, habits, and interpersonal relationships. In addition, there is a plan that Lark asked her to carry out.

These few days of vacation, she has plenty of time to spend, so since yesterday, she has come to Takayama Otome's tattoo shop and proposed that she want a tattoo, but Takayama Otome disagreed, so she sat for a whole day, and came back early this morning to wait to evening.

"If you think tattoos are interesting, you can go to the tattoo parlor in the commercial street, as long as they are willing to tattoo children..." Otome Takayama turned to tidy up the tattoo album on the table, "There is a tattoo machine, and the tattooing speed will be faster. It’s not that painful. I’m doing hand-carved tattoos here. I’ll use silk needles of different thicknesses to dip in the tattoo paint and stick them into your flesh one by one. time."

"I'm not afraid," Pusheng Caixiang said seriously, "I've inquired about it. The patterns tattooed by tattoo machines are good-looking at first, but they will fade after a long time. The hand-carved ones are different, and they may not be so good-looking at first. , but it will become more and more vivid."

Takayama Otome was a little impatient, especially the naive and naive thoughts and attitude of the other party, which made her even more disgusted. After listening to the movement of tidying up in her hand, she turned and stared at Urao Ayaka, "Do you know that people with tattoos will face a lot of problems in Japan?" How many strange eyes?"

Urasheng Caixiang looked at the arm under Takayama Otome's sleeve, and could vaguely see the color on the arm, "Like you?"

"That's right!" Otome Takayama retracted her hands and frowned, "When you walk on the street, as long as you show these things, you will attract strange eyes, even if you don't show them on purpose, you can't go there either. Public baths will be blocked at the entrance of the hot spring, do you understand now?"

"Will the staff of the hot spring block the tattoo if it is only the size of a plate?" Pusheng Caixiang asked.

Otome Takayama choked for a moment, and seeing that there was no one in the store, she sat down beside her, "Large tattoos will bring a lot of trouble. As for the size you mentioned, I'm not very clear. Generally, there are only members of violent groups in Japan." Only tattoos, tattoos are also regarded as 'bad', and tattoos of violent groups are related to status, everyone is pursuing more, I have seen too many tattoos on the arms and back, I have never seen you like this As I said, if young people are looking for fun and trends, they shouldn’t come to me, and they shouldn’t even pursue this trend.”