Chapter 1018 Turns Out to Be a Scientist (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Kang Hui is really thoughtful."

At 3 pm, the head of Pingjing Village stood in the sun, watching people lift bedding, cooking oil, electric saws and other items off the truck one by one, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's rare to see such a considerate cadre for the elderly in the countryside. Our village was once glorious, but now it is still lonely. If there is no policy support, it is almost doomed to sink. Kang Hui is the hope of our entire village. Is it okay to say that?"

"Yes, yes."

The cameraman made an OK gesture, and the reporter nodded after seeing it:

"Very well said, have you ever had the experience of interviewing before, village head?"

"No, what I just said is the truth."

Hearing this, the reporter and the cameraman smiled at each other.

Who doesn't want to see a truly good cadre become a member of parliament?

Tokyo TV knows Domon Yasuki's style very well, and knows that his visit to Pingjing Village this time is not a show. If even such a cadre cannot be elected as a member of parliament, the future of Japan is worrying.

At this moment, everyone suddenly saw a black car coming towards them at the end of the road, shaking and bumping, and finally slowly stopped beside them.

"Hey, is this your TV station's car?"

The village chief looked at the reporter in confusion. It was rare to see new cars in Pingjing Village on weekdays. Since the economic depression, only their family had one car left in the village, and the other cars were driven away by young people from various families who went out to make a living.

"It must not be, all TV station cars have their own logos, which are easy to identify."

The reporter narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the black car not far away. Based on his experience, he found that this seemed to be a common car model used by the Metropolitan Police Department. Could it be that the police were sitting in the car?

That shouldn't be the case.

It's in the wilderness, and there's not even a police station to be seen. What are the police doing here?

The car door opened, and a small shadow jumped down. Well, it was a little boy with an unusually large head. Behind the little boy were two young boys, who were both handsome and familiar.

It was not until Miss Miyano got off the car that the reporter slapped his head and finally recognized them:

"It turned out to be them!"

"They?"

The village chief was still confused. At his age, even if he paid attention to the news, his memory was not good. Besides, why would he, an old man in the mountain village, pay attention to the detective?

"It should be Mr. Domon's guest."

The news that Domon Yasuki hired Sakaki Makoto as a temporary bodyguard had long been spread throughout Tokyo. The reporter recognized the assistant Huiyuan Ai and naturally associated it with Sakaki Makoto, and borrowed it from Domon Yasuki.

"Oh, Kang Hui's guest."

Hearing this, the village chief immediately smiled, his old and wrinkled face piled on his cheekbones, and he looked somewhat amiable:

"As a big shot, he must be very busy."

Aside, the three middle-aged men who were carrying a refrigerator off the truck also noticed Miss Miyano. When they saw her face clearly, their faces changed slightly.

They didn't recognize Sakaki Makoto because she was wearing sunglasses, but they still had some impression of Huihara Ai. Such a beautiful girl did not hesitate to shoot the criminal in the National Stadium, which shocked countless spectators, including the three Hirai brothers who happened to be watching the game.

Why is she here?

Could it be that

The three Hirai brothers swallowed their saliva and looked around, just in time to see a man wearing sunglasses walk up to Huihara Ai and hug her.

"Hey, hey, hey, in public, can you pay attention to the impact?"

Conan pouted and muttered, extremely indignant that he was fed a mouthful of dog food as soon as he got off the car.

They came here as soon as they received the notice. No one expected that they would encounter a case in such a small village. It was troublesome.

The purpose of a detective's existence is to solve the case!

A detective who doesn't solve the case is still called a detective!

After sitting in the car for several days in a row, Conan and Osaka Black Chicken were almost moldy. When they heard that they were going to investigate the case of falling off the cliff last year, their hair stood up!

Conan was ready to go, full of confidence, but Kid was a little indifferent. He put his hands behind his back, looked at the mountains, his back was straight, and his eyes were a little sad, as if he was a great writer with a delicate and sensitive mind, and he would be inspired to chant a masterpiece in the next second.

"Boss, the people I called have arrived."

Sakaki Makoto brought Miss Miyano and a few others to Domon Yasuki and introduced:

"This is my assistant Huiyuan Ai, and the three of them are A, B, and C."

Conan and the other two, puffing their chests like soldiers about to be reviewed, thought that Sakaki Makoto was going to praise them in front of outsiders, and their faces fell immediately.

A, B, and C?

It seems that you treat us as passers-by who don't deserve to have a name! ! !

"Haha, Mr. Makoto Sakaki is really humorous."

Tsuchimon Yasuki smiled and stretched out his hand to Hattori Heiji:

"Nice to meet you. I am Tsuchimon Yasuki, and Heizo was my classmate in high school."

"Huh?"

Osaka Kurokichi was stunned and shook hands with him:

"Did you go to high school in Osaka?"

"Yes, my mother went back to her parents' home for a year at that time, and I happened to be in the third year of high school, so I transferred to Osaka and joined the kendo club. I was also a rival of Heizo and Shizuka."

Tsuchimon Yasuki sighed:

"More than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye. When Heizo took office as the head of the headquarters a few years ago, I sent a gift. Although it was not signed, he must know that it was from me."

With his eyes wide open, Hattori Heiji was extremely surprised. He did remember that day when the fox-eyed father became the head of the headquarters. Everyone came to celebrate, but an unsigned gift appeared in the gift pile. It was well-packaged and contained The thing was very simple, a wooden knife with many scars.

Seeing the wooden sword, Hattori Heizo, who never liked smiling in front of outsiders, smiled for the first time, and then handed the wooden sword to Hattori Shizuka and asked her to put it away.

Later, Hattori Heiji also mentioned this matter, but Hattori Heizang only said that it was a bet back then, and the rest was not clear.

To this day, the wooden sword still hangs in Hattori Heizo’s office.

"Those who have firm beliefs will always be successful."

Tumen Yasuhui said softly:

"Is your father still as hateful and upright as ever?"

"certainly."

Hattori Heiji nodded heavily and said seriously:

"No mercy for criminals, that's what he's always done."

"Very good, I'm waiting for the day when he returns the wooden sword to me with his own hands."

With a slight smile, Domon Yasuhui glanced at Conan, and finally stopped at Kidd, who looked like an expert, and asked strangely:

"Excuse my stupidity, this is..."

"Ahem, Nakamori Aoto."

Kidd didn't change his expression and spoke calmly:

"I'm best at air-conditioning replacement of objects and studying the aerodynamic compatibility of fabrics. Well, I have quite a lot of experience."

"Turns out he's a scientist."

Tumen Yasuhui nodded as if he understood something:

"Sure enough, he is young and promising, not simple."