Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Chapter 708 This Wave of Blood Loss (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

At 2 o'clock in the morning, after going through all kinds of hardships, Sakaki and Cheng finally arrived at a nearby shopping mall. They parked the car, jumped out of the car together, and ran towards the gate.

The moment you enter the mall.

Sakaki Cheng and Kidd looked at each other, nodded, and divided their forces into two groups.

Sakaki headed straight for the women's underwear section, while Kid ran towards the men's section.

Everyone buys their own things without disturbing each other, which not only ensures privacy but also adds a sense of tension.

3am.

The two met at the main entrance.

Kidd was carrying a small bag, putting one hand in his pocket, whistling, and feeling happy.

When he was just visiting the store, he quietly added the contact information of several beautiful shop assistants.

As for Sakaki Makoto

He was breathing heavily, in his hands and shoulders.

Carrying full bags.

A rough count, at least 2 or 30 pieces.

Occasionally, a corner of pink underwear was exposed, and Kidd couldn't help but take a breath:

"Are you going to rob?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I paid for it!"

"Not big brother."

Kidd's head was buzzing and he said incomprehensibly:

"Why did you buy so much women's underwear?"

"Can your body bear it?"

Sakaki smiled disdainfully and did not answer.

Under the astonished gazes of passers-by, the two walked out of the mall, threw their shopping bags in the back row, and walked away in style.

Kidd was right.

Sakaki Cheng indeed emptied the store of the latest underwear.

The store clerks boasted that they had seen strong winds and waves, and had already developed a sense of calmness. But when they saw Sakaki hurriedly broke into the store and picked up one piece of underwear after another.

I thought it was an underwear thief.

It wasn't until Sakaki showed his bank card that they turned from surprise to joy. They quickly packed their bags and sent the 'distinguished guest' away.

Courtesy reciprocates, and since Miss Miyano gave him a gift, it was natural for him to reciprocate the gift.

These 'carefully selected' gifts successfully boarded the plane under Sakaki's careful care.

certainly

The contemptuous expressions on Belmode and the girl's faces were automatically filtered out by Sakaki Cheng.

Will he, who has a face thicker than the city wall, give up his sexual life because of the 'misunderstanding' eyes of outsiders?

Pooh!

Only a fool would give up!

Stinky tofu smells stinky and tastes delicious!

Watching the plane disappear into the thick clouds, the freckled boy sighed quietly, somewhat reluctantly.

Defeat thugs, invade manors, fight vicious dogs, and rescue errant teenagers.

Although these two days were very tiring, they were exciting like he had never experienced in the first half of his life.

After smashing his mouth twice, he wanted to do it again.

but

The Harley needs to be shipped back first.

Before setting off, Sakaki handed the motorcycle key to the freckled boy and asked him to wait until the storm subsided and find a moving company to transport the Harley motorcycle back to the apartment parking lot and keep it safe.

Naturally, he agreed wholeheartedly and took on the coveted position of garage manager for free.

"well"

Sighing, the freckled boy opened his notebook and said quietly:

"I will become the richest man in the world soon."

"Don't let Sindora's stock fall. I'm begging you."

However.

When he opened the stock market trend chart

When I saw that red patch, I was so angry that I almost lost my breath!

"The headlines of the day were that Sindora Company was involved in a kidnapping incident, and the genius boy Sawada Masaki was kidnapped by thugs. In the last hour before the market closed tonight, Sindora Company's stock price fell off a cliff, directly hitting the limit. This Will this incident affect the stocks of American IT companies? "

After installing live TV signal receiving and transcoding equipment in the aircraft fairing, it is possible to watch TV channels in the air.

Sawada Hongshu nestled into the soft first-class seat, resting his chin on one hand and staring at the picture coming from his laptop.

A female reporter with blond hair and big eyes sat in a bright broadcast room, and the screen behind her showed a picture of Thomas Sindora:

"Now let's hand the microphone to the financial expert and ask him to answer our questions."

The scene turned, and a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair appeared.

He pushed up his square-framed glasses, played with his sparse hair, and showed a confident smile:

"Everyone must be worried about this issue."

"But I can tell you responsibly that the current economic system in the United States is very healthy. It is normal for the stocks of individual companies to fluctuate."

"Don't listen to the wind. As a well-known IT practitioner in China, Thomas Sindora's ability to withstand pressure is first-rate!"

"There is reliable information. Half a month ago, Sindora Company's DNA tracking system, which has been developed for 2 years, has been completed. Once released, Sindora Company's stock price will surely rise significantly. Now is a good time to buy the dip. ah!"

The female reporter nodded repeatedly and looked at the eloquent financial expert with admiration. Her eyes were filled with affection and confidence. Men are the most handsome!

Just then

A broadcaster wearing headphones jumped on the stage in a panic, handed a copy of the manuscript to the female reporter, and whispered a few words.

The female reporter's eyes suddenly widened, her mouth opened slightly, and she said in disbelief:

"Is the news confirmed?"

"Sure!"

The announcer nodded heavily:

"This is the news that the police just released at the press conference!"

The uninformed experts are still spitting and spitting wildly.

Suddenly I found that the microphone was silent.

He looked at the female reporter strangely, not knowing why.

This female reporter who admired him and kept making secret glances at him.

Why would he take the initiative to cut off his microphone?

Unexpectedly.

The female reporter rolled her eyes at him, sneered, picked up the microphone, and announced solemnly:

"The latest news is that at 9 o'clock this evening, the police announced that Thomas Sindora is suspected of participating in smuggling, drug trafficking, illegal fund-raising and many other crimes, and is currently on the police's wanted list."

"And Thomas Sindora himself had already fled to Japan on a special plane half an hour before the police wanted him. At the same time, he took away Syndora's newly developed DNA tracking technology and the soon-to-be-released game console, Cocoon. ”

"Sindola Company has now been forced to shut down. The police will conduct further investigation into it. If there is any latest news, we will report it to you as soon as possible."

The financial expert's face suddenly looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly alive.

Just a second ago, he was defending Syndora Company in order to stabilize the stock market. Who would have thought?

This damn spittle hasn't even landed yet, and the people over there are running away!

Bullying honest people, right? !

snort.

There are policies from above and countermeasures from below.

The financial expert straightened his clothes, walked forward calmly, took the female reporter's microphone, and said:

"Hmm"

"As a financial expert, I have learned from the experience and upheld my professionalism and decided to tell everyone the truest situation."

"Sindora Company"

"It's hopeless."

“Fuck you%&%…x-on:!”

With a pop, the freckled boy fainted on the spot.

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