Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die

"Hahahaha..." Looking at the animals performing the circus, the audience burst into bursts of laughter from time to time, Mao Litong looked at the listless Conan again, and patted him on the shoulder, "Obviously yes You came to me, but now you're not interested anymore..."

"Haha..." Conan grinned, "I did it to change the subject... Forget it, I'm doing my own fault... I can't live..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, here is the treasure of our circus! The White Lion King! Lyon!!"

"Ah !! Oh !! Wow !!" After that host introduced, the audience under the stage broke out unprecedented screams, yes, this most of the purpose is to see the white circus. Lion King Lyon!

"Dangdangdangdang!!" As the curtain opened, a snow-white lion appeared in front of everyone!

"Huh? This lion?" Mao Litong got up, "Domineering! The domineering of a king! If so, how could it listen to those tamers?" But when Mao Litong saw the white lion king After seeing the expression of the animal trainer, Hitomi Maori nodded, "It seems that this circus is quite good, there is a little tenderness in that lion's eyes, as if he is looking at his own relatives. …”

"How is it! Little Hitomi! You also like Leon! All the people who come here are here to see Leon!" Dr. A Li saw Mao Litong straighten up, thinking he was also attracted by this lion .

"That's it." The circus people were good. "Judging from the expressions on the animals' trainers' faces, they are not afraid, so it can be judged that they almost never beat or scold animals. freedom, but at least life will not be so hard.”

"But what's the point of living without freedom?" Haibara Ai turned her head and said slowly with Hitomi Mouri.

"Freedom? How can there be absolute freedom in this world, as long as you feel happy in life..."

Looking at Hitomi Mori and Ai Haibara, who were discussing life again, Conan muttered a few words, "You can see life when you watch the circus... It's a pair that smells like..."

"Ah..." Hitomi Mauri yawned, "It's finally over... let's go..."

"Today's circus is really exciting!" Yuan Tai stretched his waist fiercely.

"Yeah, yeah! Especially the White Lion King Leon! He's so handsome!" Mitsuhiko also recalled the previous White Lion King's stunts with admiration.

"Hey.. Look, Leon has also been made into a mobile phone chain. Look, this little Leon is cute!" Locked Ayumi shook the mobile phone chain in her hand, "I found it in the store before the show started. , I bought it with Haibara-san!"

"Uh... um!" Hui Yuan nodded. . .

"Huh? Are you also interested in this kind of thing?" Conan looked at Haiyuan slyly, "Isn't it..." He looked up at Hitomi Mouri who was walking in front, and sure enough, the backpack There is a little lion on the zipper. . "Search for the fourth Karma (so it turns out)!!"

"Hmph~ I want you to take care of it." Haiyuan turned his head away, not paying attention to Conan. . .

Everyone who was walking forward found a foreigner surrounded by a group of reporters not far away, Yuan Tai pointed, "Who is that guy? How pitiful to be surrounded by such a large group of reporters..."

When Mrs. Yuan pointed like this, the others followed, "Oh?" Mao Litong raised her eyebrows and looked back at the juvenile detective team, "Could it be that there is really some curse on them?"

Looking at Mao Litong, he didn't look at that person, but turned his head to look at everyone. Bumei asked curiously, "What's wrong, Xiaotong? Is there anything strange about us?"

"No...hehe. No...you are all so cute...the God of Death is your relative, I dare to make sure..." Of course, this sentence was said in my heart, "Oh, it's also TM to watch a circus. Can I meet the FBI... Is it not good for Lao Tzu to hang around recently?"

Dr. A Li looked at the guy carefully, "Oh... he... He took out the picture book that the circus gave away in his hand. Look, there is him at the end of this picture book. Randy Huo Mr. Ke is the organizer of the circus just now. It is said that he was born in Kerama City in the southern part of the United States. He is an oil tycoon and a super rich kind. Now his main job is to hold circus performances all over the world, but It's really strange for him to have such a famous person without a bodyguard..."

Hitomi Maori, who snorted, took the picture album, "Why is such a super rich man still in the FBI? He looks like someone who has experienced a lot of big events. Will the super rich be willing?" After looking at the photo carefully, Hitomi Maori shook her head and smiled.

"What's the matter, Xiaotong?" Looking at Mao Litong who was staring at the album and smiling, Haibara asked curiously.

"It's nothing... That guy is not Randy Hawk. Although he looks a lot like him, it's a pity that the group of reporters are destined to have a cup. They identified the wrong person..."

"No." Conan took the album and carefully compared it. . Finally, with the detective's keen insight, Conan also discovered some subtle differences between the two people, "Sure enough... It's really not the same person... That uncle is really unlucky..."

"How is that possible." The trio of young detectives asked with disbelief, "It's obviously one person..."

"Conan, give this group of detectives additional knowledge..." Hitomi Mori sighed.

"Hey! Let's talk about the human brain. For foreigners, most of our attention is placed on hair color and body shape. For facial features, due to the lack of data comparison in the brain, it has caused a problem. It's an illusion that Westerners look alike, but in fact Westerners look at us Easterners the same way..."

"And this Randy Hawk and the surrounded uncle look alike, so it's even harder for us to tell them apart..."

"So that's what it is..." The trio of young detectives nodded, "but that uncle is really pitiful... Xiaotong, let's help him..." Bu Mi shook Mori Hitomi's hand and said.

"Humph~" Haiyuan snorted softly.

"Haha." Conan cast a glance at Huiyuan, sure enough. . . "Such an old man still eats the vinegar of a child... Okay, okay, let's help him." Conan took Ayumi and walked over to the guy, and told Ayumi again on the way. What will Meiyi do? . .

"Eh..." Mao Litong patted his head, "The more I'm afraid of what I'm getting, I shouldn't have said that much just now..."

Sure enough, with the help of Conan, the guy successfully escaped the siege of reporters, and after escaping the scene with everyone, the FBI finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you very much for your help, although people often say that I am very similar to Mr. Hawke. , but such a big misunderstanding is the first time.”

Hitomi Kamori, who was lying on the overpass crossing the street, looked at the endless stream of vehicles below, "Does it hurt so much for Westerners to speak Japanese?"

"But then again, how do you know I'm not Mr. Hawke's?"

"We have a picture album," Conan shook the picture album printed with the real Hawke, "Although you are very similar to Mr. Hawke, if you distinguish carefully, you can still find that they are different, and the most important thing is When we made an excuse to let you go just now, I heard that your accent was not at all what Mr. Hawke should have used..."

"Oh? What an amazing kid! Such a keen observation! Let me introduce myself, my name is James Blank! What about you, BOY, what's your name?"

Conan raised his head, "Edogawa Conan, detective!"

"Pfft..." Hitomi Mori, who was lying on the railing of the overpass, spat, "You don't have to tell anyone you are a detective when you see it. Are you afraid that others won't find out that you are Shinichi Kudo?"

"Edogawa Conan? Detective?"

"That's right," the trio of Detective Boys stood next to Conan, "We are the Detective Boys! Look, this is our badge!" Ayumi shook the contact badge of the Detective Group in her hand!

"Yo! This is..." Blank took the badge from Ayumi's hand and looked at it. "This is Sherlock Holmes! So you are the Baker Street detective team?"

"Baker Street Detective Team?" The trio of Detective Boys looked at Blank blankly. . .

"Uh..." No one except Conan, who was familiar with Sherlock Holmes, knew what Blank meant, so Conan hurriedly explained, "Those are the Baker Street kids who helped Sherlock Holmes gather intelligence... By the way, Mr. Blank, what are you doing in Japan? Are you really looking for that PAUL circus performance?"

"NONO, watching performances is one aspect, I really like their performances, but the main purpose is this..." Said, took out the Q version of Leon from his arms, "My goal is this! That's why I came to Japan..."

"Um... but this thing is sold all over the world, why should you just come to Japan to buy it?"

"Haha." Blank handed the necklace to Ayumi, "Look, there is MADEINJAPAN on it! To buy this, you have to come to Japan."

"Really... going to Japan for a necklace, 80% is a collector who has a lot of money and nowhere to spend..." Conan sighed helplessly after hearing this reason.

"Hey.. The accident just now was really unfortunate. I originally said that I would meet my friends after watching the circus, but unfortunately I got separated. By the way, did you see a man with long hair?"

"This is your real purpose, Comrade FBI. Besides, long hair..." Thinking of this, Hitomi Maori turned around, "Mr. Blank, what color is your friend's hair? . . "

"Oh...it should be black," Blank said after thinking for a while.

"I didn't see it... Hehe..." Hitomi Maori shook her head, "Am I a little allergic to gin..."

"Hey... Forget it, leave him alone," Blank shrugged, "Since you saved me! I'll invite you to my favorite restaurant for a meal first, and that friend will wait for me later. Just get in touch with him."

"Yeah! That's great!" The trio of young detectives cheered!

"But," Dr. Li scratched his head, "our car is too small to fit in many people."

"OHOH, it's okay, take the van I rented... You wait for me to get off, I'll pick up the car..."

Haiyuan walked up to Hitomi Maori next to the railing, "Why did you ask that just now? Isn't it..."

"Crack!" Hitomi Mauri flicked Hai Yuan's forehead lightly, "Yeah... I'm a little allergic to gin... But if it was black, it wouldn't be him..."

"Humph!" Haiyuan rubbed his forehead, "Do you also have any feelings for that person? I always feel that person is weird."

Seeing Hitomi Mori and Haihara ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Conan, who were murmuring there, the big light bulb leaned over curiously. .

Hitomi Mori pressed the heads of Haibara and Conan in front of him one by one, "There's something wrong with that man, but it's a problem that has nothing to do with us, so it's ok if you don't mind your own business."

"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Conan always attached great importance to Hitomi Mao's intuition.

"Um... how should I put it... a smell that I am very familiar with and hate... FBI!!!"

"FBI?" Conan and Haiyuan both looked at Mao Litong in surprise, "Shh~~~ you don't want to be so loud, okay? It doesn't matter what he is, in short, it's not for us! I wish you, Mao Litong to be ravaged. With Conan's hair, if you don't mind your own business, how could we encounter such a plague..."

"God of Plague?" Haiyuan and Conan looked at each other in surprise. . "Hahahaha..." Conan laughed while holding his stomach, "That's right... Hehe... For Xiao Tong... FBI is the **** of plague..." Hai Yuan also covered his mouth and smiled secretly there. . .

"Humph! You two guys..."

"However, Xiao Tong, how do you know he is from the FBI?" Conan's face was already serious when he said this!

"Nonsense, how could I forget those guys with the nose like a hound..."

"Oh... so that's the case," Hai Yuan pinched his chin with a thoughtful look, "It seems that someone has been chased by embarrassment before..."

"It's up to you," Mo Litong, who was in a bad mood, opened his mouth and bit towards Hai Yuan's face, only to find that Hai Yuan looked at him provocatively, and Mo Li Tong, who hummed a few times, was helplessly defeated. . . . .

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