Conan's I am Pikachu

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Hearing this terrifying amount, Kogoro Mouri was stunned, with a dumbfounded expression.

Even Conan was dumbfounded.

Even if his family is rich, one billion yen is a large sum for his family.

"Is this a lot?" Ze Yu didn't feel anything, tilted his head and looked at everyone in confusion.

For the average person, 1 billion yen is a huge astronomical figure, but for Sawaha, it is just a string of figures.

Not to mention Zeyu, even if Suzuki Sonoko is standing here, he probably won't feel much.

After all, any decoration in Suzuki's house may be worth hundreds of millions of yen.

"Yeah..." Officer Mumu said heavily, "It is said that all the money that the head office was going to distribute to each branch was robbed this time."

"1000000000………"

Kogoro Mouri still doubts life.

"Conan." Officer Meguro shifted his gaze, looked at Conan who was standing next to Kogoro, and asked: "You told me just now about the car numbers of the gangsters, shouldn't they be correct?"

Conan nodded: "It can't be wrong."

"Do not rule out the possibility of fraud." Ze Yu interrupted.

"Really?" Officer Mumu touched his chin with a headache: "If even the license plates are fake, then it will be troublesome."

Next, Officer Mumu looked at the others and asked again, trying to analyze some clues from the people's words.

As a result, there was no gain.

Conan raised his head, looking suspiciously at the man who was being questioned by Officer Mumu.

It was the guy who was threatened by the gangster before and was forced to carry the box, and then yelled again.

Although Ze Yu knew that this guy and the gangsters were accomplices, he did not tell Conan.

And Conan is not a famous detective with a nameless name, even without Ze Yu's reminder, he began to doubt this guy.

Conan's keen eyes stared at the other party. When the other party finished speaking, he showed his innocence and said with a smile: "Uncle, I think your luck is very good..."

"What do you say?"

"Because all the windows of that car are filled with black glass that cannot be seen inside..."

"The gangster shot without seeing the inside of the car, but didn't even hit the uncle..."

"In this way, it seems that it's not that the uncle's luck is too good, but that they knew the situation in the car beforehand, am I right?" Conan's smile revealed a hint of sly.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Hearing Conan's words, the man finally showed a somewhat panicked expression, and hurriedly denied.

Conan tilted his head and ignored him.

At this time, a voice with a little anger reached Conan's ears.

"Miss Hirota, where did you go when it was so important just now?!"

A somewhat bald middle-aged man full of anger, looked at Akemi Miyano in front of him, and asked loudly.

"I'm sorry, I just changed shifts just now and went to lunch..." Akemi Miyano, who was aliased as'Hirota Masami', said apologetically.

"You young girls, you are really unreliable!" The middle-aged man snorted: "Do you think what time is it? Is your watch broken?"

Akemi Miyano lowered her head and said nothing, white light flashing on the lenses of the glasses.

Conan watched this scene quietly, thinking secretly in his heart.Literature 520 www.bxwx520.org

He began to doubt Miyano Akemi.

Officer Takagi suddenly opened the door, ran in, and shouted: "Officer Megome!"

"What's the matter? Brother Takagi." Officer Mumu turned around and asked.

"We received a report that a newly abandoned car was found on the bank of the river. It is most likely a car used by the bandits to escape..."

"What? Is there such a thing?" Officer Mumu's face instantly became serious, and he ordered: "Go!"

…………

More than ten minutes later.

On the bank of the river, many police officers have tightly surrounded the abandoned car and kept taking pictures.

All the fingerprints in the car have been wiped off, leaving nothing useful, only a headgear and a pair of gloves.

These exhibits have been packed in sealed bags by the police.

Conan and Ze Yu stood by and watched quietly.

"There seems to be something on this headgear?" Conan said suddenly.

"You kid!" Hearing Conan's voice, Uncle Maori's face turned dark in an instant, and he yelled very uncomfortably, "Didn't I let Xiaolan take you back? Why did you run over!"

"And you, Xiaoyu, Conan is not sensible, why are you fooling around?" At this point, Uncle Maori looked at Zeyu, and his tone became a little more relaxed.

When facing Conan, Uncle Maori could explode with his own bad temper, even directly, but when facing Ze Yu, he always couldn't help restraining his bad attitude and seemed as soft as possible.

Probably, this is a different treatment.

"I saw Conan running out just now. To prevent him from running away, I followed him." Zeyu explained, and threw the black pot on Conan very skillfully.

"By the way, when we discovered the two gangsters before, Conan took me and ran out."

Ze Yu smiled, but Conan, who was standing next to him, turned dark, and the corners of his mouth even twitched.

How did he feel that Xiaoyu sold his teammates very simply and neatly, without hesitation at all?

"Conan! You fellow!"

boom!

Uncle Maori raised his fist without hesitation, did not intend to listen to Conan's explanation, and hit Conan on the head with a punch.

"Ouch!"

Conan fell on the ground dazedly, touching the big bag on his head, still vaguely said: "You...Look at that headgear..."

"Headgear? What's the matter?" Officer Mumu looked at the plastic bag with the headgear in his hand with some confusion, and quickly found something.

"This is... lip print?"

Officer Mumu's eyes widened. He found a pink lip print under the inside of the headgear, which is the normal person's chin.

"Show me." Uncle Maori took the bag from Officer Mumu's hand.

"I want to see too!"

When Conan saw this, he was full of vitality in an instant, completely ignoring the big bag on his head, stood up directly from the ground, jumped up, grabbed the bag with the headgear from Uncle Maori's hand, quickly opened it, and Smell it.

"You guy!"

Uncle Maori couldn't help it anymore, and hit Conan on the head with another punch.

"It hurts!" Conan cried out in pain.

"Are you embarrassed to cry out for pain? This is a very important evidence, don't break it!" Uncle Maori hummed a little uncomfortably.