Chapter 495 I Dreamed of Returning to America!

"Randy Hoke?"

Fujino looked in the direction where the others were looking, his cheeks twitching slightly.

The person surrounded by reporters was a middle-aged white man with a gray beard, gray hair, and a dark green suit. He subconsciously dodged when facing the camera.

What a cowboy, this is obviously the head of the American FBI spy who was born in the orthodox British Yellow Flag, okay!

"Can you please stop annoying me!"

Soon, the head of the FBI couldn't stand it when he was yelled at by the camera, and he yelled.

'How on earth did this guy become the FBI...'

Fujino couldn't help but complain silently in his heart. He had some doubts about whether this James had gone through the back door.

"But it's really your own fault."

Haiyuan Ai put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Because I am interested in traveling around the country with my family's circus, but because the cowboys have to protect themselves, they are too arrogant and don't bring bodyguards..."

"Don't say that. Besides, he's not a cowboy, but one of Her Majesty's cowboys."

Conan smiled coquettishly, then stepped forward and shouted in a child's tone: "Uncle Sebastian, so you are here!"

"Her Majesty the Queen?"

Hui Yuan Ai tilted her head. She was a bit dissatisfied with Sister Li, who was not a good-mouthed detective. She suddenly pretended to be crazy and said something foolishly.

"Sebas?"

"That's right!"

Regarding the reporter's doubts, Conan said childishly: "He is a distant relative of my neighbor's brother!"

"Okay, Uncle Sebastian!"

"You clearly agreed to take us to the restaurant for a big dinner!"

Although Mitsuhiko and Ayumi didn't understand what was going on, since Conan was on board, they also stepped forward to provide assists.

Fujino stood there silently being stabbed: "..."

When did I get a distant relative from the FBI?

This relative is not easy to judge!

"Huh, it's all thanks to you this time."

James Blake, who was taken away, breathed a sigh of relief: "Although some people have confused the two of us before, this time it was a bit too much."

"Speak of the old man."

Mitsuhiko asked: "Do you like Paul and Annie's circus performance very much? If it's easy to be confused, just avoid this place."

"Yes, I came here just to watch their performance."

With that said, James took out a little lion from Li Huai's pocket: "And this is what I came here for."

"By the way, this kind of pendant is sold all over the world, right?"

Haiyuan Ai was a little puzzled: "You couldn't have come to Neon just for this pendant."

"NONONO! It's definitely different!"

James showed the text on the lanyard: "IN neon, that's why I came all the way to buy this thing."

After a pause, he sighed again: "But because of this incident, I haven't met any of my friends. It's really unlucky."

As he said that, he asked a few people: "By the way, have you seen a man with long hair, the kind that reaches his waist?"

"..."

Fujino suddenly fell silent when he heard this.

A man with long hair, waist-length hair...

Well, it’s time for Pokémon’s classic question and answer again: [Who am I? 】

After a pause, Fujino asked James: "Are you talking about black hair, blond hair, white hair, or other colors of hair."

"It's black hair."

James said firmly: "Have you seen that person?"

"No, I'm just curious."

Fujino shook his head slightly and came up with the answer.

It's Akai Shuichi...

The long hair reached to his waist, and he thought it was gin.

"That's it..."

James regretted for a moment, then looked at Conan curiously: "But little brother, how on earth did you tell that I am not Hawke?"

"Of course..."

Conan analyzed it from many aspects, such as accent, and reasoning that there would be errors due to racial differences. James was convinced, and then followed up with a smooth little combo: "My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective!"

"It's not just Conan!"

"We are detectives too!"

A few little ones jumped out here, and even showed off Dr. A Li's detective armband.

"Oh~Sherlock Holmes."

As an Englishman, James is naturally a fan of Sherlock Holmes: "If that's the case, then you must all be Holmes' informal employees on Baker Street?"

"What's informal?"

A few little ones felt a little confused.

"The same kids who lived in Baker Street and helped Holmes collect evidence."

Conan explained.

"But then again, I was born in Baker Street. In that case, I'll give you some informal gifts."

James invited: "I know there is a very good restaurant, and the lunch is very delicious. How about I treat you to lunch?"

"Very good!"

The little ones were very happy. Someone was treating them to dinner. It was great to be able to have sex for free. Children just like to eat and drink.

"By the way, did you drive here?"

James continued to ask.

"Well, we drove here."

Fujino continued: "But it looks like my car can't fit the rest of us."

"Then I'll go drive."

James said, "I'm driving a van this time, which should be able to accommodate all of us."

After the group separated, James planned to get the car, but when he opened the door, he didn't notice the black figure behind him.

"Sir, is this your car?"

Two men in coats who claimed to be from the Metropolitan Police Department came over. They talked for a few words and said that James' car was suspected of being stolen and they were going to take it away for investigation.

"Well, I have friends waiting for me. Can I tell them?"

Before getting in the car, James turned around and said something to the two men, but before he could reply, one of the men raised his gun and pointed it at his lower back, saying viciously, "Get in the car quickly, don't talk nonsense."

Not yet, wait for James to recover.

"Snap!"

"Plop!"

He was hit by the butt of the gun and kicked into the police car.

James felt confused.

This is not Neon, when did the means become so brutal?

I'm dreaming of returning to America!

To be honest, James was a little confused. This Japanese policeman was too outrageous. Even in America, there was no such outrageous person.

Uh... maybe it was that outrageous.

But his arrest seemed to be out of procedure.

At this time, James had already vaguely noticed that something was wrong, but fortunately he had left a mark before. If it was those people, they should be able to find it.

But it didn't matter if they couldn't find it. If his guess was right, Shuichi Akai should be following him now.

He still felt very relieved about Shuichi Akai's existence.