Chapter 2905 2909 [Hatless Vodka]

Conan: "..." If you read it right, Vodka's hat seems to be slightly larger than ever, and something stuffed inside.

"Is it some smuggling items?" Conan thought, "Or is it the tools they need this time? -This two people will definitely not be free to run into the wasteland. "" ""

On the other side, Calvado also watched in doubt: How could Vodka pick a hat so much? Is this guy really hidden in the hat?

In the gaze of the two or looking forward to or vigilant, vodka took off the hat.

... and then exposed a piece of hard hair.

"Uh ..." The little police officer looked at his head and was shocked, "You, you painted a lot of gum."

Vodka had no time to care about him, and at this time he was carefully picking the hair sticking to the hat.

Make sure that there is no residue, so he handed the hat to the police, and at the same time found an excuse to explain his weird behavior: "I have a little hair loss recently, so that it will look a little more hair."

Small police officer: "..." Really, really? The first time I heard this statement.

However, the public's personal hobbies, he doesn't seem to talk more. So he didn't ask the glue lovers more, but just took over the vodka hat and poured out.

Dangdang, the two arc -shaped characteristic steel plates fell out.

Conan: "..."

Calvado: "..."

"This ..." The little police officer knocked them in doubt, "Why do you want to plug a steel plate in the hat because of hair loss?"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes gradually became suspicious: "Speaking of which, the deceased was died by a hole. Do you know that there will be such a thing today?!"

Vodka: "..."

He had jumped repeatedly in many reasons such as "exercising neck", "headache invisible wind", "five elements lack of gold", but at this time when he heard the police officer, he suddenly realized that he must not use such a perfunctory excuses Otherwise, the original suspicion will only be worse.

The mind rotated quickly, and Volt deepened a breath, and said helplessly: "I heard that you have made many shootings in Osaka recently, and I am a detective assistant who is likely to be resentful. After the shooting yesterday, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about I am afraid, so I prepared these things overnight and want to do more or less protection. "

"Ah." As an Osaka policeman, the little police officer couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He scratched his head, "I'm sorry, we must break the case as soon as possible to maintain the stability and order here!"

Vodka succeeded in the anti -customers. He forced the laughter on the lower lip, and asked a few words, and then asked, "Is there any more to be searched? I must cooperate."

The small police officer shook his head again and again: "No, I'll check the next gentleman."

Successfully spent a storm.

Vodka remembered his wonderful performance just now, and couldn't help but look at the Calvador next to it: I saw it, and defeated the police with the police's self -esteem. This is the correct way to survive the stage.

But at a glance, Calvadas just stared at the two steel plates, showing a more complicated look than just now.

After a while, the sniper took a two steps to go further away with a disdainful expression.

Vodka: "...?"

Mix! What are you disdain? Intersection

"... forget it, don't compare with this ignorant guy." Vodka snorted, muttering secretly, "Wait for the poison of Wuzo, who wait for a few meals, and he knows how much my choice and decision are. Wisdom. "

Two organization cadres communicated with unpleasant eyes.

In the distance in the distance.

Conan pressed the button on the glasses to enlarge the picture in front of him.

He was almost observed against those two steel plates, but when he looked left and right, they didn't seem to be too special.

"Is this really only used to block bullets?" Conan couldn't help thinking of this possibility first, followed by shaking his head again:

"Even if this is the case, there must be no meaning in this. The little police officer just said that -Vodka prepared a steel plate from the head. It must not look so simple. "

Conan couldn't wait to find out the purpose of the two in front of him, but Tonight, Tonight was watching him, and he did not dare to do more action to expose himself.

When he was hesitant, Conan temporarily returned to the depths of the shrubs, ready to observe and make a decision.

In front of the small police officer checked Felga and went to Calvado's luggage.

I couldn't find out anything, but I don't know why, the expression of the inspector looks a little terrible.

Vodka quickly took the round field: "He just looks a bit fierce. In fact, people are very good. You know when you are familiar with."

Calvas' eyes jumped fiercely: "..." Familiar? Why should he be familiar with this group of policemen with a black organization? Is this idiot cursing him because of what happened just now?

In front of the police, he didn't say much, he had to look at Vodka deeply and write down the hatred.

Vodka's back suddenly had a cool time, and he looked around and wrapped his coat alertly.

Nympho

"I don't know how it is progressing to Kudo."

Under the big tree in the backyard, the service was observed after observing the weapon on the tree and jumped back to the ground.

He patted his hands that were stained with mud and rain, looked in the direction of the others from a distance, and muttered to himself: "Since there has been no commotion until now, I'm afraid nothing useful has been found... Alas, these two men in black are far more cunning than we expected."

Just as he was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Are you and Conan hiding something from me?"

Hattori Heiji: "!!"

He came back to his senses with a start, turned his head to look at Jiang Xia, and laughed: "No! What could be the matter? - Oh, by the way, don't you think it's strange?"

Hattori Heiji changed the subject He asked, and chatted with him about other things: "The fishing line that Uncle Otaki pulled up, and the sniper rifle, are all covered with some dirt. But theoretically, the rain in the evening should have washed away all the dirt, so where did all the dirt come from?"

Jiang Xia answered every question: "The fishing line slipped and was pulled by the lead weight, and it was stained when it slid."

Hattori Heiji: "..."

Hattori Heiji: "?!!"

After all, he is a famous detective with real talent and knowledge. Although he was stunned when he first heard this sentence, he soon understood what Jiang Xia was talking about after combining the cause and effect.