I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Boom!"

"Ah..." Conan sat on the ground covering his head.

The man who knocked him down gave him an impatient look, "Tsk! I don't even look at the road when I walk."

"I'm so sorry." Nan Ling walked over and dragged Conan to his side, with a fake daily smile on his face, "My child has caused you trouble."

"Cut... a kid is a kid." The tall man walked away with a disdainful face.

Nan Ling squinted at his back.

Are you crazy? Oh, I'm going to die soon and I don't know, you idiot.

If you read it correctly, this man is another accomplice of Miyano Akemi who robbed the bank, and Hirota Kenzo was also killed by him.

However, this person will be dealt with soon... I hope that the person who started the action will move more cleanly, otherwise he will have to go up to make up the knife, which is very tired.

Conan looked at the glasses he took off, revealing Peas eyes.

Hmm...the battery is dead.

But according to the tracking glasses, right here?

"Okay, don't look for it." Nan Ling pulled Conan out, "Miss Yami is not here."

Just now, the human clue Conan also bumped into it, and the purpose of coming here has been achieved. Nan Ling really didn't want to stay in this noisy environment anymore.

Conan didn't just drag him away, "How did you know?"

"Ah? How did I know?" Nan Ling thought about it for a while, and started talking nonsense without changing his face. "Before Pindao, I watched the sky at night..."

"Ah, alright, I see." Conan knew that Nan Ling was about to fall ill again, and interrupted him quickly, "Let's look for it, I think Miss Yami is here."

"What do you think?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Do you think what you think is what you think?"

"Ah...ah?" Conan was successfully stunned by him.

Nan Ling took his hand and walked out, coaxing a child, "Trust me? My intuition is accurate."

"Oh...oh." Conan began to think.

Miss Masami really doesn't look like someone who would come to a place like this... no...

Wasn't she the one who gave away her watch?

It's also possible, after all, the tracker wasn't stuck to her, but to the watch.

Thinking about it this way, Nan Ling's intuition is more credible?

After all, he had discovered a lot of things with intuition before...

"Let's take you back to the Maori Detective Agency first." Nan Ling took Conan to the tram, "Hello..."

He looked at Conan's dignified and thoughtful look, and couldn't help poking Conan's face.

It feels like a little squirrel holding a pine nut in deep thought... Anyway, it feels good.

"What do you think?"

"The prisoner who killed Kenzo Hirota before..." Conan slowly sorted out his thoughts.

Since I can't find Miss Yami for a while, maybe it's an idea to start from the prisoner?

"What's up with him?"

"It's said to be a tall man...but that's all there is to it." Conan rubbed his head irritably and couldn't help complaining, "Really, where are you going to find this?"

"Looking for clues?" Nan Ling almost laughed, "I don't think you need to look for clues."

You are the protagonist, and the clues like licking a dog will be posted upside down.

"Eh? Why?" Conan was puzzled.

"Clues are like things that you lost." Nan Ling felt that his metaphor was very vivid, "If you look for it with your heart, you will definitely not find it. So it's better to wait for him to appear in front of you."

"Uh..." Although what he said made some sense, why did he just want to hit him so much?

"I said, you just want to be lazy." Conan felt that he had seen the truth.

"That's right." Nan Ling said frankly.

"Hey! Just admit it!"

"Ah, it's time to stop." Nan Ling stood up, as if nothing had happened, "Get off the bus first."

"Don't change the subject!" Conan's spirit of complaining was burning, and he reluctantly took the hand that Nan Ling handed over, "Really..."

"But I think I'm right." Nan Ling said when they were about to reach the downstairs of Maori's house, and raised his chin toward one place, "Look at that."

"What's wrong?" Conan looked in that direction, his eyes focused on a man with a sneaky figure and sunglasses, "That person... looks suspicious."

"Yeah." Nan Ling said in a proud tone that sounded inexplicably from Conan, "It's a clue."

"That, maybe it's just a passerby." Conan Banyueyan, "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. And why are you so proud, it's not your credit...work?"

He subconsciously spit out what he wanted to say, but completely forgot what he wanted to say.

Because the scene in front of you is too surprising...

——Maolilan jumped down from the second floor, her long black hair scattered in the air, and her graceful figure was as agile as a cheetah.

"Where?" She asked the suspicious man in a very oppressive voice, her tone almost murderous, "Where did you take Miss Yami?"

"Wow." Nan Ling sighed in a low voice.

"No, as expected of Sister Xiaolan." Conan felt that his glasses were about to fall off.

Facing such a murderous Mao Lilan, the man turned his head and ran to his car without saying a word.

Nan Ling felt the same way.

As we all know, karate is the strongest martial art in the universe.

If it was him, he would have to run too.

"Wait, don't run!" Mao Lilan reacted instantly and started chasing.

Seeing that the mysterious man was about to get into the car and run away, Mao Lilan made a quick kick—

"Clap--!"

The window glass shattered, and Mao Lilan swiftly pulled the man out of the driver's seat, "Don't try to run!"

oh well...

Nan Ling, who witnessed this chasing and escaping drama, silently applauded.

Good guy, worthy of being the strongest martial arts in the universe.

Isn't this more **** than bloggers?

"Beautiful work, Xiaolan!" Maori Kogoro also shouted enthusiastically from the side, rushing up and grabbing the collar of the mysterious man~www.wuxiahere.com~ What a boldness! The murderer dared to run by himself, did he want to challenge me? "

Hearing this, Conan couldn't help covering his head.

With all due respect... When will Uncle Maori change this narcissistic stinky habit.

"Although," Nan Ling said lightly, "That person is not the murderer."

"Why?"

Nan Ling was silent for a while, "Pin Dao Yeguan..."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to give me divination for mortals." Conan interrupted Nan Ling's words quickly.

He, no longer, does not want to hear this sentence.

Nan Ling felt a little uncomfortable.

Alas, you let me finish.

Maybe what he wants to say is "pindao night watch murderer commits a crime" or something?