Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 80 New York Incident (Slow Cooker)

In a car on a New York highway:

"Can you hurry up?"

"Mr. Dongman, I am already going at the fastest speed!"

“But the problem is that the target car has disappeared!!”

"...You have to believe me, the person driving the car must be a professional racing driver, and the car may have been modified... Oh! Look, it's showing off its skills again -"

"I don't care if he's a racing driver or Madagascar, catch him up!"

Tokyo Ten looked at the driver with a dark look on his face.

He originally followed the target - the car in which Kudo Shinichi was riding, and everything was fine.

As a result, the car suddenly hit a speed of over 120 miles per hour!

Did you agree that the speed should not exceed 40 yards per hour? Did the New York police lie?

The driver was a low-level member of the Five-Star Group in the United States. He watched the silver sports car disappearing on the road. He sighed helplessly and looked at the person in the rearview mirror:

"Mr. Dongman, I think we have lost track..."

Tokyo Tenma: "..."

He looked at his notebook, which was full of records of the words and deeds of Kudo Shinichi and the people around him, but now it was interrupted.

He hates it so much!

However, the driver did not notice Tokyo Tenma's emo mood at all, "I think he must be an amazing racing driver. Maybe I have seen him..."

"That's a female driver." Tokyo Tenman said with a dark face.

Where is this guy's attention?

"Female driver?" The driver was stunned for a moment, then suddenly relieved, "It's harmful, no wonder."

Tokyo Tenma: "...?"

No wonder, no wonder!

Tokyo Tenma took a deep breath and felt that he couldn't be entangled anymore: "You are an experienced driver. Guess where is the nearest opera house if you drive from here?"

He remembered what drama was mentioned in the eavesdropping content before...

The driver heard this, thought for a long time, and suddenly changed his mind: "Mr. Dongman, are you going to see a musical? You told me earlier! The Golden Apple Opera House on Broadway is famous, and I know a shortcut...

"

Tokyo Tenma: "..."

It is Kudo Shinichi who wants to watch the drama, not him!

"But, Mr. Dongman, the theater there is very popular. Have you booked tickets before?" The driver asked the question in a timely manner.

Tokyo Tenma put on his hat silently and said feebly: "When we get there, let's first see if the silver sports car is there... make sure that I'm here to follow you, not to travel!"

I don’t know how this driver got to the core...

As for not buying tickets for the musical?

For a stalker, you can't get in without a ticket? If you really can't get in, Tokyo Tenma probably can take the blame and resign.

———

Broadway, Golden Apple Opera House.

Belmode, who was made up as Sharon Wynyard, was standing at the edge of the ticket hall next to the opera house, waiting for someone in a long windbreaker.

"It's already six-fifty... Yukiko is really slow."

Belmod looked at the time and couldn't help but muttered.

I promised to arrive at seven o'clock, but now I don't even know where anyone is, and I don't answer the phone.

"Mrs. Sharon, do you know what plays you will star in in the future?" A policeman asked her next to her with respect and a hint of fanaticism on his face.

Belmod smiled: "Well...actually, I think I'm almost old enough. It's time to retire and give opportunities to younger children, right?"

The young policeman was a little disappointed: "This is really a pity..."

Belmode chuckled twice.

She was also a little helpless in her heart. She didn't expect that after not appearing on the scene for so long, any policeman on the roadside would be her fan...

Just when the policeman wanted to get closer, the beeper on his body suddenly sounded rapidly.

The young policeman was stunned and immediately picked up the pager: "This is..."

"George! There's a speeding silver sports car coming your way... It's crazy, like a hurricane, you know? It's going over 180 miles an hour!"

"I got it, sir..."

Belmod heard the words coming out of the walkie-talkie clearly.

Belmode: "..."

Wait, silver sports car, speeding 180 miles per hour, coming this way...

Could it be that Yukiko misremembered the time and was speeding in order to get here?

The corner of Belmode's mouth twitched slightly, "Since you have a job, I'll excuse you now."

If Yukiko came over, she would definitely be arrested. She had to find a way to help her out in advance, otherwise she would not leave here at the scheduled time.

The young police officer immediately bowed, "Where! It should be my excuse, Mrs. Sharon..."

He then continued to use the walkie-talkie to communicate with his colleagues and report the situation while looking at the end of the road.

Seeing this, Belmod suddenly thought of a clever idea.

'Well... I still have enough disguise materials, so I can do a simple disguise.'

She looked at the men's windbreaker shop next to her and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

…

Two minutes later.

A silver sports car blew through the street like a whirlwind, and finally stopped steadily at the entrance of the Golden Apple Theater.

"Huh~ I caught up, I caught up!" There was a tall and beautiful woman in the driver's seat.

——Kudo Yukiko.

Kudo Shinichi sat in the passenger seat, while Mao Lilan sat in the back seat.

Xiaolan's face showed a kind of relief that was left over from the future: Xinyi's mother's driving skills are really... It's hard to put into words.

'KouKou~'

Just when Kudo Yukiko was thankful that she arrived at the right time, a young New York police officer knocked on her car window with a baton.

There was also a police car following behind...

Kudo Yukiko smiled awkwardly: "Ah~ I was caught after all..."

"I said Mom, you..."

Kudo Shinichi was in the back seat and sighed feebly.

The young policeman looked at the people in the car: "Please show me your driver's license...were you just performing a stunt? The speed limit here is 40 yards per hour."

Kudo Yukiko smiled: "Well, I am also in a hurry..."

The young policeman looked at her a few more times: "You look familiar."

"That's probably because you've seen me..."

Just as Kudo Yukiko was about to say something, a thick male voice interrupted her:

"That's because you may have seen her at the scene of a certain case." A plainclothes policeman with a tall face and a head as round as a potato came over, "Actually, she is our spy. Maybe she was at the scene just now.

Maybe chasing a fugitive suspect..."

"You mean?!"

The young policeman's expression changed, and he naturally thought of the "road devil" who was very rampant recently...

…

"Mom, who is he? He can actually speak for you."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Kudo Yukiko curiously.

The latter glanced at him sideways and said, "This is the captain of the New York Police Department - Radix Redot. When Yusaku solved the case before, he asked him for help."

After Officer Radishu tricked the person away, Kudo Yukiko immediately thanked him happily: "Thank you very much this time, Mr. Radixiu!"

"No... he shouldn't be the person you want to thank."

The potato-faced police officer's voice suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand and tore his face open under the shocked gazes of the three people, while at the same time regaining his original voice.

"It should be me, Sharon Wynyard, who you want to thank."

ps: Factory wine is infested in front~

(End of chapter)