Conan's Mori Kogoro

At the corner of the third floor, Mitsuhiko attracted attention in front.

Conan was lying ambush next to him, his elastic shoes were ready to go, and a football was placed in front of him.

When Curator Tsukawa saw Mitsuhiko, he grinned and rushed towards Mitsuhiko holding the iron rod, his pale face covered with cold sweat.

Conan saw the old curator show his face, his eyes condensed, and he volleyed his feet directly.

The vigorous football rushed to the head of Director Jinchuan.

Curator Jinchuan's eyes shrank, and there was no time to react.

But suddenly his right foot was numb, and his body staggered like losing his center of gravity, just passing the football.

Conan couldn't help but secretly said that it was bad, frowning.

The football crossed the head of the director of Jinchuan and hit the glass window, directly smashing the glass window.

Seeing that the ball was so powerful, Curator Jinchuan seemed to be irritated, his face was abnormal, and he was about to draw the head of the nearest Mitsuhiko with the iron rod.

Mitsuhiko scrambled to escape, and Conan took his hand and rushed towards the stairs.

A plank was prepared at the edge of the stairs, and Conan and Mitsuhiko stood on the plank.

"Yuantai, pull it!"

The Genta underneath immediately pulled the body tied to the wooden board, and the skateboard landed on the stairs, and the two pee slipped down the stairs like a ski.

Thanks to Conan usually skateboarding, his excellent balance allows him to slide down the stairs without losing control.

As soon as he pushed the wall with his hand, he passed the turn lightly.

The two fell to the second floor extremely fast, and Curator Na Jinchuan couldn't catch up.

"Okay, Conan and the others escaped!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Bumei suddenly jumped into a dance, her small body swaying constantly in Kogoro's arms, as if she had won a battle.

Kogoro Mori took another breath, and he recited the Diamond Sutra, Lotus Sutra and other Buddhist works in silence.

He stretched out his hand to suppress the excited little Lolita: "Bumei, calm down, they just ran away temporarily, they haven't really ended yet!"

Bumei nodded, and then looked at the monitoring screen intently. However, little Lolita seemed to feel something abnormal. The two silkworm baby eyebrows were twisted, and her big eyes flickered. I don’t know if she was thinking about something. what.

On the second floor, Director Jinchuan chased down panting.

He leaned over and looked down, and saw that the wooden board was discarded to the bottom of the first floor, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Want to lead me to the first floor? It's naive to try to fool me with such a simple trick."

"Children, come out. Grandpa will take you to see what you want to see."

"Come out, in fact, grandpa is not a bad person, he was just playing around with you, you are still young and don't understand."

"How about grandpa invites you to dinner and then takes you home?"

While talking, Curator Jinchuan looked for the reading room on the second floor.

At the corner of the stairs on the first floor, Conan, Genta, and Mitsuhiko were relieved.

Conan immediately opened his mouth and said: "Genta, Mitsuhiko, we only have a little time to get out, we must hurry to escape, Bumi has been caught."

"Although the doors and windows on this floor are locked in all likelihood, if they are unlocked, then we can escape. One can go out and call the police first."

Genta and Mitsuhiko nodded seriously, and ran in all directions separately to see if there were any doors and windows that were left open.

It's a pity that the director of Jinchuan is very well-rounded. He hasn't shown up for so long since he came back. Naturally, all the doors and windows on the first floor and all the escape routes were closed. Naturally, Sanxiao did not find an exit to escape.

At this time, San Xiao looked ugly when he heard footsteps and the frustrated anger coming from the stairs.

"Damn kid, I see where you can go, let me catch this time, and see if I won't cramp you up."

Conan immediately pulled Mitsuhiko and Genta to run away.

Curator Jinchuan just walked down the floor when he saw the elevator turned on. The floor displayed above was 4, and it was still going up.

Curator Jinchuan was furious in an instant: "Damn boy, dare to play with me and run up again."

He was about to turn around and climb upstairs. He stepped on the stairs, but suddenly stopped.

Curator Jinchuan turned his head and looked at the dark reading room on the first floor, his face uncertain.

After a long time, a horrible laugh came from his mouth: "Ho ho ho ho ho ho!"

"I'm so stupid, what's the use of them going up there, they can't run up, and the phone line was cut by me."

"In the end, don't you still have to come to the first floor to escape? It's another tactic to move the tiger away from the mountain. I won't be hit again."

Curator Jinchuan turned and walked towards the reading room on the first floor.

Listening to the sound of the leather shoes approaching, Genta and Mitsuhiko in the reading room on the first floor became extremely pale.

Conan's expression was also a bit ugly. He didn't expect to be able to lead the Director Jinchuan away this time, so it would be troublesome.

Now the only chance to come back is the anesthesia needle on his wrist.

But Conan hadn't shot for a long time, and he couldn't guarantee the accuracy of this shot.

In the central control room on the eighth floor, the monitoring picture is so critical, but Little Lori didn't pay attention to it at all. Instead, she lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Bu Mei grabbed her small hands downwards, and shouted: "Caught, I finally caught the big stick that beat my mother."

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Moori Kogoro couldn't help but snorted, but Little Lori Aumi was full of excitement.

She couldn't help turning her head to look at Kogoro Mouri.

Looking at this little loli with innocent big amber eyes, there seemed to be something cracked in Moori Kogoro's mind!!!

His eyebrows were raised slightly, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch Bumei's little head.

Little Lori squinted her eyes with a useful expression.

"Bumei, uncle wants to play a game with you?"

"what game?"