Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

After successfully sending Hiroshi Nakamoto back to the Metropolitan Police Department again, the days of Banxia are only left for copying homework and waiting for a deal with an old man.

As for why the prodigy still has to copy his elementary school homework, there is no way, who made the homework book all in Japanese?

Just when Banxia had almost learned from the homework that Conan had completed in the past few days, the trading day between him and Old Man Xu had officially arrived.

"Aunt Yingli, why don't you go to the Metropolitan Police Department today?"

Banxia, who was lying on the desk, writing the prescription in the Chinese characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fei Yingli, who was looking through the documents.

"Okay, I just have something I want to talk to Officer Twilight about the situation."

Fei Yingli raised her wrist and looked at her watch, but didn't say anything, but simply stood up neatly and began to pack up the documents she wanted to know about the specific situation later.

After all, although he looked at the good relationship between Mr. Xu and Banxia, he couldn't be too careful in the face of the behemoth of the organization.

Soon, a freshly baked prescription with an unknown number of names changed appeared in Banxia's hand.

"Alright, let's go to Mitsubishi Bank."

Banxia blew the undried ink on the prescription and stuffed it into his pocket casually. Anyway, it's not what he wants, so it doesn't matter if he's frustrated...

continued to grind in the law firm, until the time agreed between him and Old Man Xu was approaching, and Banxia swayed to the door of the bank unhurriedly.

After standing at the door for a while, taking in all the situations around the bank, and planning how to evacuate quickly in case of an accident, Banxia lowered his cap and walked into the bank with his head down.

"I didn't feel obvious malice, was it because I was thinking too much? Or is it that there are too many people in the bank to do it, and they plan to 'recycle' after they leave here? Banxia

felt the situation around her, and couldn't help but squint her eyes, it's so annoying...

There are not many people handling business in the bank today, and Banxia roughly estimated that if you run from the counter to the bank gate, it should only take more than 20 seconds.

After making sure that he was safe, Banxia had time to look for a familiar old man in the hall.

However, what made him roll his eyes was that it was already the appointed time, and a certain old man and the person he had found to verify the prescription were still nowhere to be found.

"I knew that old thing wasn't going to be punctual."

Banxia walked to the waiting area in the hall, intending to go there to take a rest. But as soon as his butt touched the cushion, he was startled by a loud voice.

"Little bastard, how did you get there?"

Two familiar figures appeared at the gate of the bank.

"What are you kidding, are you calling me a thief to catch a thief, I arrived on time, not too early or too late, just right."

Banxia glared at Old Man Xu very unhappily, but at this time, Banxia noticed another old man standing next to Old Man Xu.

"Huh? Old man Lin? How did you end up here? Could it be that the one who helped him verify the prescription was Mr. Lin, who Old Man Xu said?

Banxia looked at Old Man Lin who was standing behind Old Man Xu with some surprise, smacking ice cream and looking at him with a smile.

"yes, this old thing asked me to help me take a look. Really, will the Banxia Kid still sell you fakes?

Old Man Lin slapped Old Man Xu angrily.

"That's it, how can I cheat acquaintances?"

Banxia shrank behind Old Man Lin and squeezed his eyes wildly at Old Man Xu.

"Whew!"

Old man Xu rolled his eyes, and also took out a popsicle and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem, it's not good for old people to eat popsicles, okay?"

Banxia looked at the two old men who were leisurely eating popsicles, and was secretly depressed that the old man Xu must have deliberately smacked so loudly in front of him.

Really, why didn't I remember to buy one just now? Otherwise, there would be no need to watch them suffer here.

"Hey, hey, do you want to eat it?"

Old man Xu seemed to have regained a city, licking the ice cream in front of him.

"Hmph, I'll swipe your card to buy ice cream later."

Banxia glanced at Old Man Xu's pocket and rolled his eyes.

"Oh? Didn't someone buy three at once?

Old Man Lin stood aside, happily watching the two interact, and then ruthlessly revealed the secret of a certain old man.

"Poof, cough, cough

..." The old man Xu, who was licking the ice cream, seemed to be choked with saliva, and coughed wildly there.

"Hmph, I just took too much of it and gave you one."

Old man Xu stretched out his left hand behind his back, pinched a piece of ice cream and handed it to Banxia.

"Really, there have been assassins in the ice cream these days. It looked like it was about the same as the five-cent ice cream in China, but it sold me for more than 800 yen, which is outrageous.

When Old Man Xu saw the ice cream in his hand, he immediately recalled the bad memories just now, and said scoldingly. After speaking, he felt puzzled, and glared at Banxia and threatened.

"If you dare to say that this ice cream is not delicious, I will beat you."

"Yes, yes, it's delicious. Okay, here's the prescription, what about my bank card?

Banxia took out a ball of paper from his pocket that became more crumpled and stuffed it into Old Man Xu's hand.

"Are you sure that's the recipe?"

The corners of Old Man Xu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the paper ball in his hand that even had a dirty handprint printed on it, and he didn't know what to explode for a while.

"yes, see for yourself. This prescription is the best formula I have found, and if you are lucky enough to find a more reasonable ratio, remember to tell me.

Banxia put his outstretched left hand in front of Old Man Xu's nostrils and motioned for him to give him the bank card.

"Na Na Na Na give it to you to you, the password is six six."

Old man Xu turned around and stuffed the note into Old Man Lin's hand, and then took out a mediocre bank card from his ass pocket.

"Alright, let's verify it yourself."

After placing the card in the palm of Banxia's spread hand, Old Man Xu waved his hand impatiently like a naughty child.

"Damn, for the sake of money, I put up with it."

Banxia rolled her eyes and rushed to the ATM machine on the side.

"Enter the password... One, two, three, four, five, six... Well, no problem with the password. How much little money do I have for Kangkang! One, ten, hundred, thousand... billion, there really isn't any problem.

Banxia looked at the string of numbers on the screen with a relieved smile on her face.

It was the first time he had pulled out so much money from the old profiteer. It's not easy.

It's a pity that the alarm has not been lifted by Sister Zhu now, and he can't treat her, I'm afraid he will have to wait for a while, unless he finds the Belmode who doesn't know where to hide.