Develop idol business in Conan World

Chapter 31 This time I changed to Xiaolan, I should go home

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Before dawn, at five, four, or even earlier, the moon and stars can be seen.

When I was out of the room, I dared to take out the phone, illuminate a ray of light, and watched the comforting 50% power in the upper right corner.

In the next life, he can only choose to escape early. If he runs late, it will be another interrogation session.

Go to the side of the motorcycle, turn it with the key, then turn on the headlights, and leave alone.

On the other side, I have already spent my young time, keeping a healthy life, laying on a chair with a mask on, and suddenly hearing the sound of a motorcycle, Tomoko Suzuki walked to the window, thinking about it might be Suzuki Jiroki riding a bike again I went out, but felt that it was impossible at this time, so I went to the window and looked over.

A strange locomotive in the dark, with a headlight pointing towards the door, and the clothes, which are very familiar, are the clothes I gave to the child that day.

I raised my hand and looked at the clock. It was only four o'clock in a few minutes. That is to say, the other party spent a night at his own house, and Ayako lived in the company. The garden seemed to be going to a celebration party for his girlfriend Morilan last night...

"I've been in the garden room all night, and I can get up so early. I am in good health, so young."

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Because the body is getting smaller, Shinichi is trying to adapt to the state of getting smaller. You need a step stool to open the refrigerator, and a step stool for eating. You must put it on the table honestly, including reading, because the palm of your hand can no longer be held like the past. Look.

It was another night that stayed up all night. I spent the whole night thinking about the information of the two men in black, and finally opened all the criminal records of his father Yusaku Kudo and checked it all night.

There is indeed a record. According to the record, this organization has existed decades ago, because some information is also retained in Yousaku's memoirs, indicating that these people have been encountered before.

They generally appear in black clothes. The major cases they produce are mainly explosions and assassinations. Some entrepreneurs who have been killed have learned that their main purpose is to keep gathering property.

Among the notes of Yousaku, there was a recent one. At that time, it was completely washed away from the neon roll by as much as 10 billion. However, it was also because of the special period. On the eve of the economic bubble, everyone was speculating on housing prices and stocks. Even a location in Tokyo can be compared to a state in the United States. In that case, some people ate a large sum of money crazy, and there is no way to trace it, so that the later economic recovery fell into the most severe state from the beginning.

If you just calculate this time, you should be a junior high school student at that time.

I am not proficient in the history of neon, but I also know that at that time, neon and several other leading countries in the world jointly signed the "square contract" to reduce the depreciation of the meter and increase the value of neon coins, even At that time, the annual interest rate increased by 5%, which means that this year is only one hundred yuan and next year, your one hundred will be worth 105 in the world.

And in the subsequent development, Neon gave up its pursuit of trade. On the contrary, because of the increase in the exchange rate, everyone poured into the real estate and stocks industry. At the same time, it was also lost in the internal excessive development.

Kudo only knows about it. After all, he is not a professional in this area, but he still knows well about the depression in the later period. The most recent incident is about the Maori Lan family. Because of the neon government layoffs, then Maori Kogoro was laid off. Up.

I searched again, and there was no more news. Because of the neon economic depression, Yusaku Kudo’s local development could not be sustained, and he could only choose to move to the United States.

It is equivalent to a veil. According to Kudo Yusaku's understanding, this person was hiding under the economic bubble at that time. He became a shadow of history, and the black organization was the beneficiary of that shadow.

"How come there is no information...what should I do?"

Young body, but IQ is different from ordinary people, Conan uses himself to practice this sentence.

"No, it's not that there are no clues. I was selected to be laid off at the time and later became a detective full-time. Then there may be some clues from Xiaolan's father. Yes, there must be clues!"

Kudo decided all of this, and then quickly put everything away, these are considered more important records.

But Kudo has forgotten one thing. The year when he was fifteen was a bit special because he was really not clear about that episode. Not only was his family superior, but on the other hand, he and Xiaolan were in the United States at that time.

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At Haneda Airport, a motorcycle ran directly towards the airport. The first flight in the morning was from the United States to Neon. It will land at more than four o'clock and will arrive after getting off the plane.

The exact time, 4:30 in the morning, dark.

It's like looking forward to the appearance of the fallen angel dedicated to the night.

In the empty parking lot, people who arrived early in the next life took a mango juice from sitting on a stool and leaned against the car to drink.

Coming here is definitely to pick up someone, pick up an acquaintance, and my sister arranges an acquaintance who must be hosted by herself.

"Dududu...dududu..."

The sounds of other cars followed the sound propagation in the next life, watching a black car approaching, and when it got to the parking lot, it slowly reversed into the garage.

Porsche 365A.

Looking at the car over there in the next life, through the window of the car, you can also feel the two realizations looking at themselves, mixed with coldness, killing, and cold blood, as if an animal was stared at by a snake.

"Fortunately, at least it's not a poisonous dragon, and you can read your mind."

I was a little surprised at the arrival of the other party, but also a little natural. I was able to choose here because of course there is no camera here and because of the dark location.

The Porsche door opened, and the heavy leather shoes stepped out of the car and hit the ground. The two familiar ones wore black hats.

One had long hair, and the other was burly. After getting out of the car, both of them looked towards the afterlife at the same time.

Gin... Vodka...

Then there is the voice of Gauguin shoes coming from behind, you don't need to look back to know the other party...

The silver hair wafting in the dark night, the specially customized perfume, and the tall figure, immediately hugged each other when he was close to the next life, and put his purple lipstick on the lips.I love to read novels www.looktxt.com

From embracing to letting go, there is no movement in the next life, letting the other party play around, and when they are separated, they see the pale green pupils, and there is a hint of dissatisfaction.

I didn't care about the other person's expression at all, just took a napkin from my pocket and wiped the mark on his lips.

That's right, this action makes people dissatisfied. No woman will take out a towel to wipe her mouth after kissing a man, and it's an insult in front of a person.

"Hey, absinthe, who is this person?"

On the other side, the gin that had been dried for a long time spoke, and then pointed to the afterlife who was gargle with mango juice.

The organization said that they arranged for themselves to pick up people. Finally, when I arrived at the place, I found that there was another person on the scene. The guns in my arms were loaded. I was ready to shoot directly when necessary. I did not expect a scene from the drama to appear. Kiss a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

Seeing that the young man wiped his mouth and rinsed his mouth with mango juice, you can see how big the shadow is in his heart.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go to a place to say." Absinthe didn't care at all, and he still patted his back behind the next life, helping to induce vomiting.

But if Gin had such good patience, he wouldn't be busy killing traitors every day.

Very straightforwardly, he took out the gun and aimed it at the next life that was unable to induce vomiting, but the moment he pulled out the gun, Belmode stopped directly and stopped the ballistic position of the pistol.

"It's better to say it, otherwise I will kill him." Gin told the other party the truth in what he thought was the coldest tone.

"If you think your life is worth ten billion, then you shoot."

Ten billion, this is a magic number. Even if it is the gin that is often rented, it can get 100 million at most, and it is still neon currency, which is many times weaker when converted into green tickets.

But two years ago, Belmode directly obtained 10 billion, and it was a real green ticket. No one knew how she did it. Every time someone asked, her answer was always—

"Secrets make women more attractive."

He took the gun directly back into his pocket, and then sat in the car. Vodka on the side saw his boss look like this, and would not say much, and at the same time returned to the driving position.

It wasn't until the other party returned to the car that Belmode breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the next life who was no longer acting on the side. He gave a cold snort, put on his helmet, and got on the motorcycle.

"Then what, I'll drive, you sit in the back." Sovereignty issues, no snatching is allowed in the next life.

"I'm your elder, I don't worry about driving, and I'm still a minor!" I'm not afraid of being older. Anyway, everyone bows their heads until the end, and Belmode firmly holds the handle.

"But you don't have a neon motorcycle license."

In the next life, put on your own helmet, signal the opponent to retreat and drive by yourself.

"If you don't want me to blow up your car after I leave, just sit in."

It's a bombing again... Why do these people explode at every turn, the same as Deidara.

Sitting silently in the back row, silently acting from the heart, a knight without a locomotive is a knight without a soul, and all brother-in-laws with four-wheeled locomotives exploded tombstones with six feet.

"Hold tight!"

"Don't hug!"

"I blow up the car!"

"..."

The next life said that I am not counseling. This is called Congxin, obeying my own heart. That's right, isn't it fragrant to hug a sixty-year-old beauty? Isn't that kind of mature to rotten feeling?

There was a roar in an instant, and even Belmode didn’t expect that the kinetic energy of this locomotive was so strong. Whether it was the explosive power of speeding up or the speed of driving, it was far beyond ordinary motorcycles, and it also had a good grip on corners and drift High, feels great.

The destination is a villa in Beihu District.

It was dark all around, Belmode put down his helmet and motioned for the next life, grabbed the key from the opponent, and walked over to open the door of the villa.

"Boom!"

Belmode, who just opened the door, was a bit strange. Looking back at the door, the Porsche was also going to stop to the door and walked directly in the next life. Then he put his foot on the front of the Porsche. With a depression, the Porsche was more in front of it. Made a big hole.

"Why are you so ostentatious, others don't know that you are driving a Porsche, and drive to the garage."

What? Belmode bullies yourself, respect the old and love the young, and plant the virtues of flowers, but for these two strong young people who are not old, weak, sick, and pregnant, leave it alone, it's awkward!

The next life is not enough, ready to have another kick.

"Big Brother!"

"Vodka, park your car in the garage."

"Ok, brother."

Without hesitation, he just reversed and accelerated, and the foot that had already been lifted and kicked up in the next life was directly lost.

The last force didn't contain it, and it chopped directly to the ground, making a crisp sound of cracking the floor.

The pure stone floor, shattered, and the gin on the side was a little frightened... Is this a normal operation, or is it deliberately kicking the car?