Conan: Peppermint Beluga

The sixth pier.

One of the organization's strongholds is nearby, which is a good place for people within the organization to exchange information.

Matsuda was sitting on a motorcycle drinking Coke, blowing the night wind and waiting for the arrival of gin.

Soon, the black Porsche 356A, which was so familiar to him, stopped beside him, still the same as before, wearing a black coat.

Jin Jiu is not a person who likes to be around the bush. He lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "PORTO, you and the police have been very close recently."

Matsuda calmly drank a cola and replied, "I am a high school student now, and I have bad luck. During the investigation of Kudo Shinichi, I happened to encounter a murder case... But don't you think, I am using my identity as a high school detective now. Is it good for the organization to be on good terms with the police?"

Jin Jiu chuckled and said indifferently: "People outside always stuff mice into us, and sometimes we really need to take the initiative to attack."

"What did the gentleman say, do you want me to continue to be active outside as a high school student of Yoichi Matsuda, or simply be Matsuda with the code name PORTO."

"...Oh, is that guy Belmod who leaked the news to you?" Gin threw away the cigarette **** and stomped it on with his foot. He said coldly, "That gentleman asked you to continue, if necessary...your identity is beneficial to the organization."

"Understood, then I'll go first." Matsuda expressionlessly handed the Coke can to the vodka, and said solemnly, "Please throw it away for me."

Vodka looked at the Coke can in his hand, and just as he was about to say something, Matsuda started his motorcycle and drove away. He was dissatisfied: "Brother, this stinky boy is getting better and better..."

"If you had half of his brain, the gentleman wouldn't take him so seriously." Gin glanced at the vodka coldly. He was the one who should be dissatisfied. He noticed that the gentleman and Rum were getting more and more He attaches great importance to the cultivation of Matsuda, and among his cronies, one was killed by a bomb/accidentally injured, one was obedient but had no brains, and the two other shooting skills combined were not as good as Matsuda.

Qin Jiu sighed deeply, unable to get angry and hurt himself.

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Wearing a black plaid shirt with a white short-sleeved T-shirt and loose light gray sports shorts on the lower body, she stood on the beach with flip-flops, and looked at a few elementary school students who were building sand castles three meters away.

Matsuda sighed deeply. Why did he agree to come to the beach to play? He didn't have a good rest yesterday, and today he has to play with the noisy bear children. Life is not easy, Matsuda sighed.

"Brother Matsuda! Do you think the sandcastle we built looks good?" Yoshida Ayumi trotted to Matsuda, pointed at the crumbling sandcastle as if showing off, and asked.

"It's very beautiful." Matsuda still said something against his heart. He really didn't see that this slope-like thing was a castle.

"Matsuda-kun, could you please come and get a drifting boat?"

"coming."

Matsuda easily picked up this inflatable rowing boat that could carry four adults, put it near the sea water, and wanted these guys to get on the boat. Who would have thought that he would play a game of splashing water beside him.

The three little devils of the Detective Boys had a great time, so why don't you, Kudo Shinichi, fit in perfectly into the grades of elementary school students? Sober up, okay? You're a high school student!

"Hahahahaha look at how amazing I am!"

What responded to Matsuda was Conan's hearty laughter.

Matsuda stared, helplessly looking at Mao Lilan, who was playing with them. It's nice to be young. Although he is only seventeen years old, he has long lost his innocence.

After letting them sit on the inflatable rowing boat, Matsuda stood on the shore and did not intend to get on the boat. He was also a tool for rowing when he went up. It is better to lie down and rest in the inn here before Uncle Maori comes back. .

I bought some soda-flavored shaved ice, and Matsuda sat cross-legged on the tatami. This hot weather is still suitable for eating ice and blowing an electric fan. It would be most satisfying if I could sleep for a while, but unfortunately I couldn't sleep.

Lying on the tatami with his eyes closed, Matsuda opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the speedboat, got up and looked at the seaside, and found that Mao Lilan and the others, who were supposed to be on the inflatable rowing boat, actually came back on the speedboat with the men and women they didn't know.

What happened?

"Why did you come back on the speedboat?" Matsuda asked aloud.

Maurilan smiled and took off the life jacket, and said indifferently, "Mr. Haruhi accidentally overturned our boat just now, so he came back in his speedboat."

No wonder their clothes and hair were wet. Matsuda picked up the white towel placed next to him, threw it to everyone, and said indifferently, "Don't catch a cold."

Conan wiped his hair with a towel. Matsuda was really careful, looking cold and gentle.

Mao Lilan wiped off his clothes and put on a thin shirt, looked inside the house, and asked, "Huh? Is my father not back yet?"

"No, do you want to wait for him, or just have lunch." Matsuda asked.

"No wait, let's eat first. Conan and the others have long been screaming that they are hungry."

Matsuda nodded and walked towards the kitchen. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Mr. Haruhi in Xiaolan's mouth and the beautiful girl who didn't know the name. Obviously, this complexion often played at the beach, it was dark enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and that Like a Kansai detective.

After ordering, Matsuda sat in his seat, drinking a Coke from the freezer next to him, holding his chin in a daze.

The first to be brought to the table is the staple food that must be eaten on seaside vacations, fried noodles with red **** and soy sauce.

The essence of fried noodles is the sauce. The sauce is made from spicy soy sauce and oil consumption. The salty and sweet taste has a touch of fishy and spicy food. It is accompanied by refreshing vegetables and smoky bacon. After eating, it turns a little red. Jiang, drinking a sip of iced soda is simply a book of satisfaction.

Sea bream sashimi with basil leaves, chopped sardine sashimi mixed with natto is also a wonderful combination. Matsuda, who does not eat raw food, does not understand the satisfied smiles on their faces.

Kojima Motota's favorite eel rice, Matsuda, also arranged for him. Since it was by the sea and the weather was very hot, he specially chose eel cold tea with rice.

The only surprise was that Matsuda underestimated the appetite of first-year elementary school students. Kojima Motota's appetite was larger than that of an adult. No wonder he was taller and chubby than Conan and the others.

When Genta finished eating two big bowls of eel cold tea and rice, the tempura soba ordered by Matsuda finally came, and he didn't forget to add some skewers and shaved ice.

After Matsuda finished eating his portion, he got up and went to the checkout. Even though he was two adults and four children, he ate the meals of six adults. He really couldn't underestimate the appetite of elementary school students.

After half an hour of rest after eating, these energetic elementary school students ran to the beach for a swim. Matsuda still chose to be a salted fish, lying in the house and blowing a fan. In this weather, he really didn't want to move at all.

He looked sideways at the clock hanging on the wall next to him, squinting slightly.

Uncle Maori really has no sense of time. He really doesn't know where to go fishing. He hasn't come back for so long.

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