Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Similarly, this voice was also transmitted to the policeman on Conan's side through the intercom.

The robber who was pushed to the ground heard the voice coming from the walkie-talkie. At this moment, he also lost his spirit, his struggling movements were no longer strong, the vision in his eyes became dim, and even the mouth that was originally spitting shit was closed at this moment. got up.

"Sir, your daughter has been successfully rescued, but you still need to cooperate with us in the investigation."

After handcuffing the remaining robber and handing it over to his companions, the policeman walked up to Puff Man and put the walkie-talkie to his ear.

"Dad, that aunt just now was a bad person, and the police uncle has rescued me."

Listening to the childish female voice coming from the opposite side, the puff man's hand softened, and the puff box in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The box opened automatically with a sound, revealing the pistol and silencer inside.

Upon seeing this, the police immediately took the evidence bag and put everything on the ground into it.

On the other side, after Shibata Hideo informed Miyamoto Kiyohisa of the entire situation, Officer Megure also led a large group of people to the ward where Mouri Kogoro was.

"Oh, Officer Megure, I didn't expect you to come all the way to see me when I was injured. It's really, really touching to me."

Looking at the policemen who opened the door and entered, Mouri Kogoro burst into tears instantly, deeply moved by his former camaraderie with his colleagues.

But little did he know that the first thing Officer Megure did after entering the door was to quickly run to Miyamoto Kiyohisa holding the instrument in his hand.

"Mr. Miyamoto, thank you so much. It is so convenient to have such an instrument."

As soon as these words came out, Mouri Kogoro, who was moved to tears while sitting on the hospital bed, suddenly turned into a stone statue and shattered into pieces on the bed.

"Nothing, nothing. Being able to help the police handle the case shows that he has value."

"And thanks to the fact that the mobile phones used by these robbers this time were produced by our company, and also used our company's communication operators, otherwise, it would not be so convenient."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa is actually a bit modest when he says this. As the global leader in the 2G era, the Miyamoto Foundation has basically monopolized Japan in this aspect. It can be said that in the current Japanese market, except for BB machines and Most of the operators of wired phones and mobile phones that can be used are owned by the Miyamoto Foundation.

Under such a background, making such a product is actually just a piece of cake.

"Officer Megure, do you have anything else? If nothing happens, you can release this machine. This is still a test version, and I will bring it back to the company."

His hands twitched, but he refused to snatch the instrument back in front of him. Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. I just feel a little uncomfortable when I think that I can't use such a good thing in the future. Recently, my hands have been a bit unruly due to discomfort, so I can't let go of this thing."

With reluctance in his eyes, Officer Memu finally chose to let go under the pull of the other party.

"Hey, Officer Memu, don't be like this, don't look at me like that. Don't worry, we originally planned to cooperate with the police when we made this product. This is why my uncle commissioned me not long ago after considering it. of."

Looking at the other party's expression as if he was a resentful woman, Miyamoto Kiyoshi had no choice but to reveal some relevant information, and by the way, he made an advertisement for his uncle.

"I see, it's Police Inspector Miyamoto. That's great, it's really great!"

After hearing Miyamoto Kiyohisa's explanation, Officer Megure's expression immediately returned to normal, and he continued to talk.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of Officer Megure and the policemen following him, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but have a faint smile on his lips.

"Uncle Maori, what's wrong with you? Why did Officer Megure come here just now?"

After everyone had left, Conan rushed back to the ward, looked at Mouri Kogoro who looked hopeless, and asked in an innocent voice.

"I'm so stupid, really, I'm so stupid."

But the only response to Conan was Kogoro Mouri's repeated chanting.

"Uncle! Miss Yoko is here to see you!"

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri's mental state was worrying, Conan had no choice but to directly use the Noble Phantasm against Kogoro Moori.

"Where? Where? Where is Miss Yoko?"

The moment after hearing this, Mouri Kogoro immediately jumped out of bed and looked around the entire ward.

"Uncle Maori, I lied to you. Miss Yoko didn't come. Why did Officer Megure come here just now?"

After Mouri Kogoro regained his composure, Conan explained.

But poor Conan still doesn't know that this time he is simply not picking up the pot.

The scenes that follow are too brutal and bloody, so please make up your own mind.

A few minutes later, Conan, who was holding two stacked gourds on his head, finally understood what had happened.

"I see, but if such an instrument can be fully put into use, it would be really convenient."

Although there are stars twinkling above his head, it still does not prevent Conan from judging the impact this instrument will have on the police's case handling model.

At the same time, after spending a long time shopping with Ayako, Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who was exhausted but smiling, finally returned to his home.

"Let the people from the Ministry of Information find out the identity of the robbers this time. If necessary, they will be dealt with directly. If not, they will also be monitored to a certain extent."

Lying on the sofa, Miyamoto Kiyoshi said weakly to Shibata Hideo.

"Okay, Brother Qingjiu."

Looking at Miyamoto Seihisa with a tired look on his face, Shibata Hideo now lost interest in dating again. Then he exited the room and took out his phone to notify the Blackwater Security Company.

Two days later, after dealing with a gun trafficking route and dealing with some foreign forces that had reached out to Tokyo, everything seemed to be calm again.

The calm and peaceful days always pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, the autumn wind rustles, and the yellowing dead leaves begin to float on the streets full of street trees. The only thing that remains unchanged is the young and beautiful girls in short skirts on the streets. them.

In the morning, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was sitting at the table as usual, drinking milk, and chatting with Suzuki Ayako on his mobile phone.

Suddenly, the work-related mobile phone rang. I picked it up and saw that the caller ID was Blackwater Security Company.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

After answering the phone, Miyamoto Kiyohisa was a little curious. After all, calls like this made directly to him usually meant that something big had happened or involved his own affairs, but these days, he hadn't heard anything. The sound of wind.

"Boss, it's like this. A bank was robbed of one billion yen. They want to ask us to help them recover the money. Because this kind of business does not completely fall within our scope, that's why we came here to ask for your instructions."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed slightly.

"When did this happen?"

"Boss, it was this morning. The robbery happened yesterday. I came here this morning to request."

"Promise them, send a team and tell them that this mission will be carried out according to A-level standards."

Tapping the fingers of his right hand on the table, Miyamoto Kiyoshi said in a calm tone.