Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"Several staff members were injured by the robbers with their rifle butts. When the robbers turned around and were about to leave, the security guard rushed forward to grab the gun from the robbers, but was shot in the chest by the robbers who had reacted."

When the fortune-teller spoke of this, she looked still shocked and uncertain.

"I was shocked when I saw the robber open fire. I watched the security guard fall unconscious in a pool of blood. He was eventually taken to the hospital. I don't know if he was saved."

The fortune-teller swallowed her saliva and said a little fearfully, "But with so much blood, I guess it's hard to save him..."

When recalling this incident.

The fortune-teller was still a little dazed: "This incident happened so suddenly that I couldn't even tell whether I was dreaming or not."

After hearing this, Hattori was able to show his big white teeth and smiled and said: "It seems that the other party's movements are very neat!"

Conan also raised his voice and said, "Auntie, thank you."

puff......

When Wang Changsheng heard Conan's way of addressing his mother-in-law, he almost spit out water.

Is this how detectives ask passersby for clues?

This was a direct question without any hesitation, and there was no fear of asking about a murderer related to a certain case.

After asking, he didn't say anything nice and even called her auntie...

Although she looks about the same age, can't you just call her auntie?

Wang Changsheng looked at Conan and Hattori who had turned around and left, sighed, and was about to take out some cash and quietly put it on the small table where the fortune-teller had set up her stall.

However, after seeing Conan's back, the mother-in-law's face changed instantly, and she shouted quickly: "Please give me a bean sack!"

"what?"

Hearing the fortune-teller's obstruction, Conan turned his head curiously, "What's the matter?"

When he turned around, he saw the fortune-teller pick up the magnifying glass on her desk, then put it in front of her eyes and carefully looked at himself, Hattori and Wang Changsheng.

Conan's expression gradually became confused.

What is this for? Are you telling their fortunes?

He doesn't believe in these things at all!

I was just about to say that I had something else to do and had to leave in a hurry.

The fortune-teller suddenly spoke.

"You two, today is the worst day of your lives!"

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

This old woman is quite capable.

only......

Wang Changsheng's eyes quietly fell on Hattori's forehead.

Does the fortune teller judge whether a person is unlucky by looking at whether the forehead is black?

However, this guy is so dark, how can you tell if his forehead is dark or not...

"I advise you to go home and sleep well, and don't run around on the streets." The fortune-telling grandmother advised.

Conan frowned.

"That's impossible, mother-in-law. We have things to do and we have to come out."

Conan's words made the fortune-teller take a deep breath.

"In that case, you must stay close to this kid. I see he's incredibly lucky. He's truly the luckiest person I've ever met in my life. If you follow him, perhaps you can change your luck today and avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Wang Changsheng blinked when he heard the fortune-teller's praise.

He smiled shyly and waved his hand: "No, my luck is just average~"

Wang Changsheng was not modest at all and said directly, "Mother-in-law, you are right."

However, after hearing this, Conan showed a disdainful smile.

"Auntie, you must have seen it wrong. Meeting this guy might be the most unlucky thing that happened to me today." Conan turned and left, waving his arm at the fortune-teller. "But thank you for your reminder, Auntie. We will make today the best day of our lives."

Hattori also smiled: "Goodbye."

Wang Changsheng took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed it in front of the fortune-teller.

"Thank you for your divination, grandma. Don't worry, I will stay with them and bring them good luck. This money is your consultation fee."

"Ah? That's too much... Unnecessary children, it's my fate to meet you..."

Just when Wang Changsheng was arguing with the fortune-teller.

Conan and Hattori, who had separated from Wang Changsheng, crossed the street.

However, suddenly a car rushed over.

If Conan and Hattori hadn't dodged quickly, the front of the car would have hit them both.

"!!!"

There was a loud brake sound.

Conan was startled.

Wang Changsheng also quickly threw down the money and turned to look.

"Oh my god! He can't be that unlucky, right? He just turned around!"

When he looked over, he saw a car parked on the zebra crossing in the middle of the road.

Uncle Maori rushed out of the car, grabbed Conan by the collar and lifted him up, with a look of anger on his face.

"Where on earth have you been, little brat? I've been looking for you for ages! Where's Changsheng? Where did you leave him?!"

Lingkong's clothes supported all of Conan's weight.

He looked at the ferocious-looking Uncle Maori, and could not utter any words. He could only speak slowly and with difficulty: "Well, it's so uncomfortable..."

Hattori on the side also tried to persuade him: "Alright, now is not the time to quarrel, right? The Changsheng you are talking about is the little boy, right? He is standing behind."

"Huh?" Uncle Maori turned his head after noticing that there was someone next to him. After confirming that Wang Changsheng was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Hattori.

"That's weird, why is the black kid from Osaka here too?"

Hattori was not angry at Uncle Mori's complaints. Obviously, he also knew Uncle Mori's character.

He simply pulled his sleeves down again and showed the bracelet on his wrist to Uncle Maori.

"The reason is the same as you."

At this moment, a fat figure got out of the car: "Maoli, don't be so impulsive."

Uncle Maori's mouth twitched, and he continued to lift Conan and said, "Give me back the client's phone."

As he spoke, he squatted down, put Conan on the ground, and immediately began to feel around Conan's body.

The portly Inspector Megure, wearing a hat, looked down at Uncle Maori and said, "Isn't it about time you told me what happened?"

Two detectives also got out of the car and walked behind Officer Megure.

Uncle Maori, who had taken the client's phone back into his hand, looked up and said, "Ah, what should I say?"

The M-headed detective who had previously pinned down Uncle Maori and arrested him twitched his lips. "There's always a limit to what a detective can do. The best thing to do is to let us handle it."

While he was speaking, Shiratori beside him stared at Conan silently.

Sudden.

Just now.

A phone rang.

It was the communicator in Uncle Maori's hand.

"Um?!"

Uncle Maori was stunned, then quickly answered the phone, put it to his ear, and carefully covered it with his hand.

"I'm Maori."

"Oh, is it Detective Maori this time?"

clam?

Uncle Maori was stunned and didn't understand what the other party meant.

But the client doesn't seem to be bothered by it.

"It doesn't matter. You are on the carriage road now."

Uncle Maori said "hmm".

After receiving a positive response, the client on the other end chuckled: "It's not good for you to be so close to the police."

"!"

Uncle Maori was suddenly shocked.

He quickly covered his mouth and spoke in a low voice, looking around: "You have been monitoring us the whole time, haven't you?!"

When Conan saw Uncle Maori's actions, he immediately understood.

He quickly looked around, and the next moment he saw a surveillance camera hanging on the road, facing them.

"Could it be this?" Conan's heart trembled.

"Maori, do you want to break the contract?" The client's voice came faintly.

Uncle Maori immediately retorted: "That's not the case! This is an irresistible situation!"

Inspector Megure frowned when he saw Uncle Mori acting stealthily and speaking as if he didn't want him to hear.

"Maori, who are you talking to on the phone?"

suddenly.

At the door of a shop on the side of the road, a mannequin suddenly opened its eyes and made mechanical sounds from its mouth.

"Get rid of these incompetent police officers!"

"Get rid of these incompetent police officers!"

Nani? !

Everyone was shocked.

Chapter 464 Characteristics of Dirty Words in Different Countries

"idiot!"

"idiot!"

"Incompetent police, get out of here!"

After Wang Changsheng and Conan noticed the screaming doll, Detective M couldn't help it.

His eyes widened.

He strode towards the doll.

"Damn it, what is this ugly puppet saying?!"

At this time, the huge puppet at the door of the store kept repeating the words "Get out of here!" for the incompetent police.

There were also many children surrounding it.

These young children were so interested in this big doll that could turn corners that many parents followed them over.

Hattori looked at the huge doll and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "You, don't you think something is wrong..."

Conan also frowned. When he thought of a possible scenario, his eyes widened and he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Run! Get away from that puppet!"

"Nani?!"

Conan's words made the M-headed detective stand still.

at the same time.