Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

"Why didn't you refuse her before?

Dr. Asa bent down, poured milk on the plate, and pushed the plate towards Banxia.

"What can I do... Looking at her excitement, I couldn't even speak.

Conan was lying on the chair at Dr. Asasa's house, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Today is Sunday, the day he and Xiaolan made an appointment to go to the midnight movie together. But there was no antidote, so he could only lie on the recliner and wait for Xiaolan to return home with a lost face.

"By the way, Doctor, why don't you help me make a delicate robot?"

Conan sat up and looked at Dr. Asa on a whim.

"You're doing this in a strong man's way, even a genius like me can't do it.

Dr. Asasa shook his head at Conan's thoughts as he watched Banxia lick the milk.

"Think about it, too.

Conan slammed himself down on the recliner, his eyes full of disappointment.

Banxia glanced at Conan and muttered in her heart, "What kind of robot do you want, Xiaolan doesn't know what's going on." She didn't expect you to be there, she just wanted to remind you that you had a birthday and that she could have an excuse to beat you up later.

At this moment, the slightly solemn voice of the host came from the TV set on the side.

"According to reliable sources, a large amount of explosives containing ammonium nitrate was stolen by unknown persons in the Toyo powder magazine last night. At present, the police have arranged a large number of people to carry out relevant search work..."

Explosives?

Banxia suddenly raised his head from the plate, and when he heard this, his first reaction was whether this could be the handiwork of the black-clothed organization. But he soon shook his head and dismissed the idea.

With the black-clad organization's secret first purpose, they would not do such a fanfare and easy to expose thing.

Denied the possibility of the black-clothed organization, Banxia focused his eyes on Conan, who was sitting up and watching the news.

He said why haven't you encountered any murder cases recently, and for a long time, you are holding a big one here?

"Hey, Moses Moses?" Dr

. Asa picked up the tinkling phone and motioned for Conan to turn down the volume.

Within two seconds, Dr. Asa covered the microphone and whispered to Conan.

"Shinichi, I'm looking for you, but there seems to be a voice changer on the other side, and the voice sounds weird. As he spoke, he handed the phone to Conan.

"I'm Shinichi Kudo, what are you looking for me?" Conan picked up the phone nonchalantly, his eyes still focused on several arson cases on the TV news.

"I was the individual who stole the explosives from the Toyo explosives depot. I see you tell me your mobile phone number.

Hearing this, the pupils of both of them and the cat shrank, staring at the phone in Conan's hand.

"I'm not obligated to tell you my number.

Conan said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, then you're trying to cut off the only way you can contact me?"

"You—"

Conan was silent for a moment, and then gave out his cell phone number.

"Very good, you can bring the phone to the Tsumi River Green Park now, and I will show you something interesting. "

Green Park?"

"If you don't go soon, those kids will die." A chuckle came from the phone, and then he was ruthlessly hung up.

"Damn!" Conan grabbed the turbine-engine skateboard that had been placed on the side of the recliner and rushed out the door to Dr. Agasa's house, "Doctor, help me inform Officer Twilight

!" "Meow!" (wait for me!)"

Banxia jumped on the skateboard with Conan, grabbing his trouser legs.

The anxious Conan didn't have time to shake off Banxia, so he could only take him to the green park.

After running a few red lights, Conan managed to take Banxia to Greenland Park.

As soon as he ran into the park with his skateboard, he saw Ayumi and the three of them fiddling with a remote-controlled plane.

"Ayumi, where did you come from?

Conan asked breathlessly.

"RC planes? This is a toy given to us by a bearded uncle. The little boy who seemed to be called Mitsuhiko in Banxia's memory replied while fiddling with the remote control.

"That's right, he told us, it's a bomber." The

chubby Yuan Tai opened his arms and expressed the powerful look in his mind.

"Bomber?" Conan and Banxia gasped at the same time, turning their heads to look at the plane hovering in mid-air under Mitsuhiko's control.

Under the original fuselage was a long strip of object that was very incongruous compared to the whole.

Without thinking about it, Banxia can be sure that this is definitely part of that batch of bombs.

Thinking of this, Banxia looked around, perhaps because on the weekend, the entire green park was full of parents who came out to play with their children, and once the bomb exploded here, the casualties would be extremely heavy.

Just as Banxia was looking around, a figure on an abandoned building in the distance caught his attention.

With the help of his enhanced eyesight, he could clearly see that a middle-aged man with a big beard was holding a telescope and looking at them.

Is that him? Banxia stared at the figure in the distance. But the distance was too far away, and even Banxia's enhanced eyesight still couldn't see the specific appearance of the person clearly.

Just as Banxia was thinking, there was a sudden exclamation behind him.

A black remote control flew out of the hands of the two people who were scrambling, and was falling to the ground not far from Banxia. Banxia instantly recognized that this was the remote control used to remotely control the real bomber.

didn't care about scolding his mother, Banxia hurriedly rushed over, wrapped his tail around it before the remote control landed, and took it steadily.

However, since the remote control is here...

Banxia no longer paid attention to Conan, who wiped a cold sweat, but put the remote control on the ground, revealing a smile.

Bomber, right, Lao Tzu let you bomb!

Banxia's two front paws pressed on the left and right sticks, staring at the figure on the top of the abandoned building not far away. From his reaction when the remote control flew into the sky just now, Banxia can pack a ticket, this guy is the murderer who planned this matter.

Since he is a murderer, then don't show mercy. As for self-defense and excessive defense, what does that have to do with him as a cat?

In Conan's astonished gaze, Banxia operated the remote-controlled plane, and after one was raised, he flew to the abandoned building not far away, and it was better to send this kind of gift back.

On the other side, looking at the oncoming bomber, the man scolded twice with a very ugly face, shrank behind the railing, and pressed the detonation button in his hand fiercely.

A huge roar engulfed the flames and waves of air that exploded in all directions.

The man touched the wound on the right side of his face that had been cut by the flying stone, gritted his teeth, took a knife from his pocket, and cut an identical wound in the same place on the left side of his face. At the same time, the hatred for Kudo Shinichi in his heart rose again.

Conan ignored Banxia, who was picked up by the cheering three little ones and thrown into the sky and caught again, and answered the phone with a solemn face.

"Why didn't Kudo Shinichi come? Could it be that he thinks that a little ghost like you, plus a lucky cat, can be my opponent?

Banxia broke free from the arms of the three little ones, walked to Conan's side and listened quietly to the phone.

"Listen, another bomb will explode at one o'clock in the square in front of the rice flower station. The hint is... It's under a tree, but the bomb isn't buried under a tree, and if you don't hurry, someone might take it.

"Remember to bring the cat with me, I'll see if it will be as lucky as it was this time." "

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