Chapter 871 Xin Fan Is Happy to Be a Father

Conan looked at Nobuhiro with a speechless face, trying to get his sister from Nobuhiro's side: "Mr. Asano..."

However, Xinfan just took Xiao Ai's towel, wiped her hair with loving eyes, and said with utmost indulgence: "Xiao Ai, you can go if you want. Anyway, he is just a guy who may know someone who may be related to the organization."

Conan felt helpless.

Why is Mr. Asano so optimistic? Really, as soon as Asano Haibara Ai opened her mouth, there were no problems at all.

Hui Yuan Ai raised her chin proudly.

So Dr. Agasa had to shoulder the responsibility of making phone calls and called the grandson of the former manager of the Okonomiyaki restaurant.

"Hey, I'm your grandfather's friend. I was entrusted by him to return something to the people who often went to his store." Dr. Ali fabricated lies with ease. "I can probably remember the appearance of that person, but I still want to confirm it. Because it is a very important thing after all..."

Dr. A Li chatted back and forth with the other party and got what he wanted to know.

Although the other party did not know the person's job or address, he kept a photo of him and his son.

When Conan heard this, he immediately became interested and urged Dr. Ali to make an appointment with him to go see the photos tonight. Although the man wanted to go to the gym to work out in the evening, he agreed to Dr. A Li's request after much deliberation.

Dr. Ali breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief after putting down the phone: "Oh, it's so difficult to deceive others."

"Yes." Conan glanced at Nobuhiro, "Some people are different. They lie without drafting at all."

Xinfan pretends to be innocent.

Oops, Conan is so petty. Didn't he just say something bad about Kudo Shinichi in front of Mao Lilan, and he still doesn't let go until now?

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Nobuhiro and Dr. Ari waited at the door of the agreed apartment for a long time but did not see the person.

Conan finally couldn't bear it any longer. Before jumping out of the car, he specifically told Nobushige: "Mr. Asano, please watch out for Haibara Ai and don't let her follow."

Nobuhiro nodded and promised well. However, when Conan stood in front of the answering machine and had a headache about the person's house number, Haihara Ai's voice sounded behind him: "It's 302."

Conan was shocked: "Why are you here... No, why are you all here??"

Nobuhiro spread his hands: "If we don't come over, you won't even know the other party's house number."

"... Even so, can't you just do what I say sometimes?" Conan helplessly entered the three numbers 302 in front of the answering machine.

Suddenly, Xinfan's ears twitched slightly, and he heard very light footsteps. Someone seemed to have just stepped into the hall and was walking in their direction.

The footsteps were very light, which should be the result of deliberately playing it softly. However, he did not make it truly silent, and his handling of the footsteps was not professional enough. Therefore, as soon as Xinfan heard this, he knew that the person who came was just an extremely ordinary young man. He was probably in his early twenties. He had been living at home for a long time and lacked exercise. He was about 1.7 meters tall. He was wearing soft-soled sneakers. The fabric of his clothes should be polyester. of……

These thoughts passed through Nobuhiro's brain instantly, taking almost no time.

At this time, the uninvited guest also slowly approached Nobuhiro, who seemed to be looking down at the answering machine. He suddenly raised his hand and put a hard object on Nobuhiro's shoulder.

"Hi!" The man lowered his voice and snorted coldly.

Immediately, the faces of Dr. Ali, Conan and Xiao Ai beside Nobufan changed drastically.

Especially Conan, when he saw the pistol pressed against Nobushige's shoulder, his whole face suddenly turned livid. He subconsciously took half a step forward, firmly protecting Hui Yuan Ai behind him.

Haihara Ai was originally very nervous, especially when the person threatened by the gangster was her brother who was very important to her. But Haibara Ai then noticed that something was not right about Asano Nobushige.

How could ordinary people remain as calm and calm as he was after being threatened by gangsters? Even if Asano Nobushige was indeed different from ordinary people, he would not have no reaction at all.

Haibara Ai felt that the emotion in Xinfan's eyes did not seem like his life was being threatened, but rather like he had met someone who suited his taste. It's not vigilance and appreciation, just pure curiosity.

Anyway, Haibara Ai didn't notice that Nobuhiro had any hostility towards the gangsters.

The gangster didn't know it, he sneered and said: "It's not bad, you actually found me here."

Hearing this, Nobushige calmly reached out and grabbed the handle of the pistol. This action scared Conan to the point of almost shouting.

The gangster's eyebrows jumped and he was about to speak when Nobuhiro asked: "How is the model market in Tokyo?"

As soon as these words came out, the gangster's face suddenly stiffened. He frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. It's either you today..."

"The weight is wrong." Nobuhiro suddenly said.

The gangster was confused: "What's wrong with the weight?"

"The weight of the gun, the gun you are holding should be an American Colt 10mm pistol, right? The weight of the Colt 10mm pistol is 1105 grams, and based on the way you hold the gun and the texture of it falling on my shoulder Look, the one you have is definitely not more than 600 grams."

Gangster: "..."

As if he didn't notice his depressed expression at all, Nobushige continued: "I guess this is a model, right? It's true that it is very realistic. If it weren't for the difference in quality, it would look almost exactly like a real gun in appearance."

Hearing Nobushige's praise, the man sighed helplessly: "You are so amazing. You can tell that I am holding a model gun just by feeling. But how do you know so much about guns? If you are not a gun enthusiast, You shouldn’t be involved in it at all, right?”

"This is just common sense." Nobuhiro said calmly, "If you don't believe me, just ask the little boy next to you, he must know it too."

"Eh? Really??" The man put away his gun and squatted in front of Conan, "Little brother, do you also know about firearms?"

Conan: "..."

What should he say? No answer seems quite right.

Fortunately, the man didn't care. He quickly showed a cheerful smile and said to Dr. Ali: "Sorry, sorry, it was just a joke. You must be my grandfather's friend who called just now, right?"

Dr. A Li nodded.

"I shouldn't have scared you, right? Because my grandfather is a senior firearms and reasoning enthusiast, so I think his friends should be the same. It seems that I guessed it right. For you enthusiasts, just Even the children understand it so well!”

Conan could only laugh awkwardly but politely at this.

Dr. Ali touched the back of his head and said, "You are right. My son and I are very interested in these things. My grandchildren have probably been fascinated by them since they were young, so they also know something about it."

etc……

Nobuhiro was confused, how could he become Dr. Agasa's son?

Also, he doesn’t want to be Conan’s father!