Conan Super Detective

For no reason, he suddenly thought of what the wise deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department said to him during the communication with the Metropolitan Police Department when he first arrived in Japan.

"Since you don't want any fanfare, please bring our criminal minister. It should be enough to help you cope with all situations..."

What the Deputy Superintendent of the Police, who always seemed to radiate wisdom, seemed to be a joke to Keith at the time.

But now it seems that he is the one who has become the joke.

But then Keith shook his head, and then said to the two with a cautious expression: "Since Kamijou-san is here, let's talk about business... Next 2.0, there will be no more lies, I hope you two Listen to me seriously!"

About a few hours later, Dongma and Xiaolan vaguely knew his purpose from Keith.

Although Keith's behavior is really annoying, but the princess Mira's situation from his air is also really sympathetic.

Xiao Lan didn't expect that the big sister who had met with herself last night, the girl with the same face as her, was actually facing such a cruel reality and extremely dangerous situation.

"No wonder she smokes, she is so depressed..." Xiao Lan thought sadly in her heart.

However, they didn't know that Mira was sitting in a fighter jet, passing them at a very fast speed...

Chapter 1378 Wisbania Kingdom (eight) tenth more

The speed of fighter jets is of course much faster than passenger jets or royal dedicated jets for enjoyment.

However, because of the runway and the airport, Fujiko could only land at an abandoned airport in the suburbs, and then drive to the capital of Visbania.

In short, according to Fujiko's statement, this was an action that was completely incompatible with Fujiko's own style. Whether it was a fighter jet, the Beetle used to go to the capital, and the house they used as a base... all were'borrowed'.

"Lupin, borrow the bath room 0..." Fujiko said, but in fact, his body had already moved.

"Okay..." Lupin seemed to be repairing or making something, so he only subconsciously responded when he heard the voice coming from outside.

But then he found out, it seems that his son is back.

"Is it Fujiko? When did you come back?" From the studio, he rushed to the place where the sound was coming from. Then he wanted to open the door, but was immediately knocked over by Fuji 01, who had a large bath-towel outside the door. Ground.

"You fool!" Fujiko said unceremoniously.

"Huh? Fujiko, have you washed it already? But inside..." Lupin vaguely saw a graceful outline from the inside, which seemed to be no more convincing than the mature Fujiko.

"Didn't I say'borrow'? Of course others want to borrow!" Fujiko scolded dissatisfiedly.

"It's a pity, I'm about the same figure as Fujiko's eldest sister, I really want to take a look... No, don't throw the washing machine!" Lupin's originally blurred eyes instantly became horrified, because there seemed to be an incredible thrown inside. thing.

With a bang, the washing machine was scrapped.

Lupin was wrapped in bandages on his head, sitting cross-legged in a chair and looking at Fujiko's huge xiong under the quilt.

'That's great... if it's not a violent girl next to her.'Lupin thought dissatisfiedly.

"Sister Fujiko, why are there so many couriers?" Lupin tried to find the topic.

"You didn't open it?" But Fujiko still looked casual.

"I thought it was given by mistake..."

"The express delivery is really convenient now!"

"Convenience is too much." Lupin looked at the pile of dangerous bags and smiled coldly.

Immediately Lupin skipped the topic wittily, "But how do you know this? I don't think I told you before, right?"

"Is there anything I don't know about Lupin sauce?" Fujiko smiled triumphantly, and at the same time lifted his snow-white feet from the quilt and gently pressed Lupin's chin.

Lubang, who looked like Asan from India, immediately showed a fascinating expression.

But the next moment, Lupin felt that his throat was about to be pierced by that foot.

"Ah! It hurts! Cough cough cough..." Lupin subconsciously fell backwards, and then he avoided Fujiko's next attack.

"Then Lupin, tell me what excludes me?!" Fujiko asked harshly.

"No, I want to notify you now!" Lupin explained hurriedly, but he still made a "hehe" wry-trivial laugh.

"It's best to be like this, so I brought the princess... Tomorrow, taking advantage of the time to send the princess back, you can enter the palace openly!" Fujiko smiled triumphantly at his own trick.

Then he waved his hand to Lupin, "Then, good night... I haven't slept since yesterday."

However, Lupin seemed to have heard nothing, with a hum-ch-hum-ch nose-breath, Lupin approached Fujiko.

"Sleep? Great! Blessed audience! I, Lupin III..."

However, when he took off all his arms with a thunder and thunder, he was kicked out of the room relentlessly by Fujiko, and his clothes scattered on the floor were thrown away like garbage by Fujiko. Get out.

"Then, see you tomorrow..." After saying that, the two sons ignored Lupin, who was shivering outside, and closed the door heavily.

"My shirt!" Lupin cried out in tears, but he didn't get a response at all. He could only return to the studio again pitifully for the unfinished work.

However, he didn't know that at this time, in the room chuang, he didn't know when there was an extra man, and he had contacted all the armed forces just like him.

The only difference is that the man was not pushed out of the room by Fujiko, but was working hard on Princess Mira who had just fallen asleep.

"Master Dongma, I want it too!" Fujiko seemed to have a mysterious obsession with youth.

Well, all beautiful women have this kind of obsession, but Fujiko is more obvious.

Without hesitation, she lifted the bath towel wrapped around her body, and leaped at Dongma with a seductive 937 action.

Thus, the night without repair and embarrassment just passed slowly and quickly.

At nine o'clock the next morning.

Royal Palace of Wisbania.

Because it was the airport that arrived late at night last night, the meeting originally scheduled to report back to the Duke of Killard could only be postponed until the next day.

"What's the situation with the princess?" Duke Killard pinched the cigar.

"Emotions have basically stabilized..." Keith stood respectfully and not far behind Duke Killar.

"Really...you have worked hard, too." Kilard nodded noncommittal.

"You don't have to apologize!" Keith said in fear.

"I just didn't expect that the anti-monarchy pests actually arrived in Japan." Kilard frowned.

"It seems to be just a local killer hired for money..." Keith explained.

"It is at this time that I hope to have the coronation ceremony early!" Kilard seemed to have made some decision.