Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"Uncles, you must be careful, because the other party may very well have a gun, and they may fight back against you."

Seeing a few people trying to rush forward like this, Conan quickly stopped them and gave them a warning.

However, these words only gained smiles from the four people.

Then, without saying anything else, after loading the bullets, the four people rushed up the stairs of the next building.

The fierce resistance Conan imagined did not appear at all.

In less than two minutes, including the time it took for the four team members to go up and down the stairs, Tanaka Junya's brother was sent down by two of the team members.

As for the other two team members, they walked down with their guns pointed at the criminals who made counterfeit banknotes.

Seeing this situation, Conan, who was originally full of expectations, couldn't help but change his expression.

"Boss, the mission has been completed, the hostages have been rescued safely, and all the criminals have been captured."

One of the team members who escorted Tanaka Junjie's brother came down, ran to Miyamoto Kiyoshi, bowed, and reported the report loudly.

Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who was no longer able to correct these etiquettes, waved his hand to indicate that he already knew.

"Go back and report. This time it will be considered a C-level mission."

Considering the special nature of this incident, even though the mission process was quite easy, Miyamoto Kiyoshi decided to give them a share of the C-level mission.

Then, amid the brilliant laughter of several team members, police sirens sounded from far to near.

"What's going on? What's happening here? Isn't there a gang that makes counterfeit banknotes?"

The door of the police car opened, and a slightly bloated figure quickly got out of the car. This person was none other than Officer Megu, whom he had not seen for a few days.

Just now, when Hideo Shibata called company personnel, he actually called the Metropolitan Police Department. No, Officer Megure arrived immediately after receiving the news.

"Officer Megure, I have taken care of the matter here. These are the criminals who made counterfeit money."

With his right hand, he pointed to a few people who were squatting together with their heads in their hands, Miyamoto Kiyoshi said with a smile.

"Mr. Miyamoto, next time something like this should be left to our police, otherwise, if the media finds out, I wonder what they will write about it?"

After taking a look at the counterfeit banknote gang squatting on the ground, Officer Megure couldn't help but helplessly said to Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

"Don't worry, Officer Megure, I have connections with all the major newspapers in Tokyo. I will ask them to minimize my presence in this incident and it will not affect the image of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Mr. Miyamoto, that's not what I meant, hey."

After listening to Miyamoto Kiyohisa's words, Officer Megure was about to refute, but he seemed to have thought of something else, and the words stopped abruptly on his lips.

"Officer Mu Mu, I understand what you mean. This happened suddenly, and the other party still had hostages in their hands, so it was not suitable to make a big show of it, so I acted without permission. You can rest assured that our company's business has not expanded to To the extent of stealing the police’s job.”

With just these few words, Miyamoto Kiyohisa had roughly guessed what Officer Megure was worried about, and immediately comforted him with kind words.

Immediately afterwards, the police car and the Blackwater Security Company's car drove away from the scene. At the same time, the police car also took the two Tanaka brothers back to their home.

As for the remaining five little ones, Officer Megure already knew their urine properties, so he pretended not to see them and let them stay in the ferry room.

Although the three little ones felt a little regretful for not getting into the police car, they were already excited about being able to participate in solving a case.

Looking at the three children who were already confused about what was going on and what was going on, Miyamoto Kiyoshi clapped his hands.

"Hey, if I hadn't come just now, you would have tried to rescue the hostages yourself."

Suddenly hearing Miyamoto Kiyohisa's words, the three little ones who were excited immediately felt as if cold water had been thrown on them, and they all fell silent.

"This kind of thing is not what you kids should do. You just saw it. Four uncles were able to capture these criminals with such good equipment. If you are bare-handed, doesn't it mean that you got nothing for nothing?"

"But, Brother Miyamoto, these criminals just looked very weak. I think we can do it too."

The thorn-headed Mitsuhiko couldn't help but retort, but when he raised his head and looked at Miyamoto Kiyohisa, he received a blank stare.

"How can you compare with those four uncles just now? It seems to you that the four uncles captured these criminals very easily, but the efforts they put in behind the scenes are beyond your imagination."

"But..."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa interrupted Mitsuhiko's question.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's get in the car and take you home first."

That's what he said, but when it came time to get in the car, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was in trouble.

My Porsche is not a large car. If you really want to talk about it, it actually only has four seats. Hideo Shibata takes up one driver's seat, and the remaining three seats can accommodate six people. In other words, on average, one person There are seats for two people.

It was impossible for Miyamoto Kiyohisa to leave his back seat, so after weighing the situation, Miyamoto Kiyohisa let Genta, who was the fattest, sit in the front passenger seat.

The other four children were sitting in the back seat with him.

Because they are all first-year primary school students, the average weight of the four of them does not exceed 25 kilograms, so they can still sit even if they are squeezed a little.

But a problem arose again. The arrogant Haihara Ai was unwilling to get in the car because it was a Porsche and wanted to walk back.

But how could Miyamoto Kiyoshi spoil her now?

He stretched out his right hand, ignored the other party's insignificant struggle, picked up Haihara Ai by the back of his collar, and lifted her into the car, throwing her next to Conan.

"Conan, keep an eye on her, Hideo, drive."

With a command, the Porsche, which was overloaded but had full safety factor, sped away.

After spending more than ten minutes wandering around Mihua Town, I first sent the three little ones home, and the car seemed empty.

"Conan, I'm sending you to Mr. Mori's house, right?"

"Ok!"

Because Miyamoto Kiyohisa is by his side, Conan still maintains a cute tone.

A few minutes later, a black Porsche parked on the road below the Maori Detective Agency.

The rear door opened and Conan got in.

After the other party thanked him, Miyamoto Kiyoshi closed the car door and let Shibata Hideo continue to drive forward.

"So this little sister who behaves strangely, where does your family live?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi's joking tone slowly reached Haihara Ai's ears.

Haihara Ai, who was already uneasy because there was no one she knew in the car, suddenly had a shiver.

“Wow wow wow!!!”

As if Miyamoto Kiyohisa had done something terribly evil, miserable cries rang out from around Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

However, because the car was driving, it did not attract the attention of passers-by.

After a while, he thought he was done crying. He sobbed and said:

"No. 22, Mikkacho 2nd Street!"

Although it was intermittent, a complete place name still popped out of Haiyuan Ai's mouth.

Turning off the tape recorder next to the seat, Miyamoto Kiyoshi nodded.

"Okay, Hideo, let's go."