Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 60 Journey to Izu to see Kyogoku [[-]]

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't my hand that was broken this time, but the table, which split in half in half.

Beifeng pulled his hand back, still with a dull expression on his face, while classmate Xiaozhen, looking at the table that was split in two, was twitching at the corner of his mouth, sweeping Beifeng with his peasy eyes, sweeping the table...

Finally, he stretched out his hand, dragged Beifeng's left hand back, and said firmly: "Come again! Put it on my leg, my body is very strong! This wood is too brittle, I will replace it with a new one."

"I remember you, let's discuss it another day, your left hand is very good!"

Kyogoku really tore him down, put Beifeng's arms on his knees, put his right hand on his thigh, and sat cross-legged,

Two men, one squatting, the other sitting, with the broken table as the background, Beifeng's hair mopping the floor, Kyogoku's black leather hands with bursting veins, his teeth clenched, his black skin showing a mysterious purple red, He is still going strong.

When Xiaolan and the others came back after watching the fireworks show, they saw such a strange picture.

Xiaolan: "..."

Although I don't know what they are doing, but... they all seem to be working hard, should I shout for cheers?
"Brother Beifeng... what are you doing?" Conan was the first to react. He just twitched the corner of his mouth. He is someone who has seen big scenes. Beifeng can pour gin on the ground and rub against other men. There seems to be no problem with the thigh root... What a ghost!
Beifeng scratched his head with his right hand, still with a dull expression. He glanced at Conan, but didn't speak. On his left hand, he could faintly see blue veins, which fully explained that calmness was just a deception...

After accurate measurement, Beifeng discovered that Kyogoku's real strength is about 25 times that of ordinary people, and this is not the limit. It should be said that it is really worthy of a humanoid Explosive Dragon...

"Who are you!" Suzuki Sonoko roared fiercely, and was about to startle Beifeng. She could see that this black-skinned boy seemed to have some bad intentions towards Beifeng.

"No... miss, don't get me wrong! We're just wrestling!" Kyogoku explained in a panic, but felt a little guilty.

Yuanzi was not in a good mood: "It's the first time I've seen you pull your wrists to your legs!"

"It's true." Beifeng stood up, pulled Kyogoku Shinya up, pointed to the miserable state of the table behind, and explained: "Because the table was crushed."

Sonoko: "..."

"Is that so~" Xiaolan said in a daze, and the horns on her head shrank back softly.

She almost got on the horns.

The old driver Conan thought of more interesting things.

They broke the table, they... are so intense!Tsk tsk tsk... I, Conan, have a childhood sweetheart, I can't compare, I can't compare...

Conan, the famous driver who knows the most, sees the most deeply, and has extraordinary driving skills, made up a drama in his head. The smile can be described in one word, cheap!

"This is Suzuki Sonoko." Beifeng introduced, and Conan interjected: "I remember, her Chinese pronunciation is Suzuki Fish Ball."

Conan actually still remembered Pusi Qinglan's crappy Mandarin. If he didn't say it, Beifeng would have forgotten it. If Suzuki Sonoko was fish balls, wouldn't Conan just... poke a man and a washing machine?

He had the nerve to say it!

Xiaolan jokingly added: "I can make Suzuki fish balls! Prepare the ingredients garden, ginger, green onion, and starch. The tools are a washbasin and a crusher!"

Jingjizhen nodded, so Xiaolan continued: "Put the chopped green onions in a bowl, wash the ginger, cut the garden into pieces, put them in a crusher and crush them! Knead them into small balls shape, then coated with starch, and steamed.”

Beifeng raised his paw and added: "Conan next door is crying!"

Conan: "This is the only dish that Beifengjia Express recruits!"

With a glance of Beifeng's eyes, Conan's little thoughts can be seen at a glance.

Come on, hurt each other!

"Reaper primary school student!"

"The god of disaster and death!"

One big one and one small one stumbled over each other with great joy, quite a kind of...

Father and son feeling!
……

"Suzuki fish balls must be delicious!" Kyogoku on the side said naively: "So...steamed or spicy? I want to eat it!"

"Idiot!" Suzuki Sonoko blushed suddenly, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, grabbed Xiaolan and was about to turn upstairs.

Kyogoku, on the other hand, patted the ashes on his trousers, stood up in a daze, his eyes were still glued to the short-haired girl, feeling impolite, he lowered his head again, his face slowly changed from reddish purple to black red, muttering Said: "I like spicy fish balls."

……

Suddenly, a foreign god of death floated in front of Beifeng's eyes. When Xiao Hei realized that he had met a colleague, he was taken aback.

Then, seeing that it was the God of Plague, he was so frightened that he disappeared.

Beifeng watched strangely as the Grim Reaper dragged the brown-haired female ghost away.He also pulled Conan, ready to go back to the room.

Conan Dead Fisheye...

Then he looked back at the little hotel owner and murmured, "This guy..."

The man is 1.8 meters tall, with dark skin, comparable to the kimono, wearing glasses, and a band-aid on his brow. The visible half of his face is somewhat gloomy, and there is a kind of...

If there is a sense of danger!

"It can't be... those bastards from the winery again?"

So Conan was worried and went to bed very late. He finally fell asleep at night, and dreamed that he was cut into pieces by the north wind... studied it with a magnifying glass, and woke up with a fright.

On the second day, Conan successfully put on a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Today, it was still a sunny day. After breakfast, Suzuki Sonoko took Xiaolan, changed into her swimsuit, and ran towards the beach and seaside.

Conan, who was worried that Kyogoku was really a bad guy yesterday, is now getting together with Kyogoku and raising a telescope to observe somewhere.

"No...look to the left, I want to see sister Xiaolan!"

"Look at the right, Yuanzi's dress is too cool, the girl's waist will catch cold!"

Conan's unbelievable look at Kyogoku Ma...

He, did he fall in love with that gossip girl Suzuki Sonoko?

Garden!That hairstyle, that personality, are really not good, and she is not gentle at all. Compared with a girlfriend, she is obviously more suitable to be a brother...

Coincidentally...

In Kyogoku's eyes, a tall, tall, sunny-haired man wearing a flowered shirt, who was not a good man when he opened his chest, suddenly approached Xiaolan and Yuanzi to say hello, "You two ladies, are you free now? "

He put his hand on Yuanzi's shoulder!
Then... Sonoko followed that man away!

The veins in Kyogoku Makoto's hand exploded suddenly, crushing the binoculars into a pile of scrap iron. The man gasped heavily, and Conan became scared for the first time...

He always felt that if he didn't leave, that pile of scrap metal would be his fate.

Beifeng patted Conan's head, as if he could see his worry, he comforted him: "Don't worry, he can't kill you."

At most three legs will be lame, and then the halo of death of your drum washing machine will kill him...

Anyway, if you learn from the world, Conan is king.

Conan: "..."

In fact, it makes sense, and, that strange man, it wasn't his cabbage, so...

Conan was sitting on a small bench and eating watermelon. Not only was he watching a show, but his short legs would swing from time to time.

If you eat melons, you must have subs who eat melons.

……

Kyogoku Shinari runs away at the speed of light...

Kyogoku really turned into a stalker...

Kyogoku Shin turns into a waiter...

Sonoko Suzuki was chatting with Masahiko Daoxie, listening to Masahiko's sweet words~ Sonoko had already drifted away.

Jingji really began to get angry in his dantian, always feeling...

That slick little whore is kind of weird!
"Your draft beer has been brought." He looked at the Daoist Association with a blunt tone, and said, "Sir, please don't drop the cigarette ash on the floor, okay? It will be difficult to clean up later!"

"Okay... okay." The Taoist Association was taken aback, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, watched the waiter leave, and frowned, "This clerk's attitude is really bad."

Xiaolan stared at the back of the waiter for a while, and then asked with some doubts: "Don't you think you saw him somewhere?"

"Of course I've seen it," Yuanzi said angrily, "He is the little boss of that tile-roofed hotel!"

"But why is he here?"

"It's probably all owned by the same owner..."

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the back of the man going away, and suddenly calmed down... Looking at Daoxie again, he suddenly realized that his words were a little unreal, more like a...trap!
what are you thinking?Fish balls, bah, Yuanzi, finally a man came to strike up a conversation, you have to work hard.

Don't let your imagination run wild!

(End of this chapter)