Conan, kill the emperor at the beginning

"Did you hear that?"

"Oh, yes, I know."

Not far away, a young man with dyed green hair nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

It wasn't until the woman in traffic police uniform left not far away that he took a look at his newly modified car.

He lowered his head rather unhappily and continued to write his review.

"Hurry up, there are only the last seven cars left. If it is not finished in the end, give me an additional 20,000..."

"What? Didn't you just say that you only need to write five thousand words? Why...?"

"Why, you have an opinion, but I suddenly changed my mind, can't you?"

"Who told you to gather together and race in the first place? If you are not convinced, you can file a complaint against me, or tell your parents that my name is Miyamoto Yumi."

Not far away, he looked at a wealthy daughter with pimples on her face who was quite unconvinced.

Wearing a traffic police uniform, Miyamoto Yumi, who looked quite dashing, smiled and spoke.

When the wealthy daughter heard this, she immediately looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. She lowered her head, pouted, and continued to write a review with some grievance.

See this.

Miyamoto Yumi couldn't help showing a happy expression on her face.

This time it was finally time for her to catch these guys.

Really, everyone is so rich, why do they have to do such dangerous things? They are really idle.

"Report, report, a red supercar with the license plate number **** is now driving towards Zhongjing Road at an extremely fast speed. Please be careful to intercept... According to the latest instructions, cancel the interception. "

Suddenly, a serious voice came from the intercom.

Miyamoto Yumi couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and snorted coldly: "The guy this time is not another second-generation guy, is he?"

"Didn't I tell you? Don't be afraid next time you encounter something like this. Just tell me."

"Where is he now?"

"..."

There was a sudden silence on the intercom.

Obviously he didn't intend to say it.

Miyamoto Yumi suddenly snorted in dissatisfaction.

If these guys hadn't cooperated, she wouldn't have spent so much energy catching the dude in front of her.

but......

Looking at the red car silhouette that suddenly appeared not far away.

Miyamoto Yumi's eyes suddenly lit up.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, forget it if you don't tell me, I already know where he is now."

"Send me another tow truck quickly."

"........."

Many dandies looked at Miyamoto Yumi walking away and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was like watching the god of plague.

After he walked away, everyone whispered to each other and started complaining.

But no one escaped.

Look at this abnormal scene.

Among the crowd, a young man with ribs who was as thin as a bamboo pole was quite confused.

He couldn't help but poke his green-haired friend on the side.

With a strange look on his face, he said: "Hey, Shota, what's going on? I remember, weren't you all lawless before?"

"Did you change your character this time and listen to a traffic policeman like this?"

"Hey, you draw all day long now, what do you know?"

The green-haired young man rolled his eyes angrily.

While writing his review, he said speechlessly: "If it were an ordinary traffic policeman, I wouldn't be afraid."

"But look at her arrogance, could she be an ordinary traffic policeman? If I dare to run away now, or if I offend her, my grandpa will definitely break my legs when I get home. Do you believe it?"

"I advise you to write it quickly, otherwise your father will not be able to fund your studio if you let him know about it."

"It doesn't matter, he doesn't intend to support me anyway."

Hearing this, the green-haired young man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said in an extremely speechless manner: "Xiong San, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"Do you think your father really doesn't know about coming to us to borrow money?"

"He just turned a blind eye."

"Believe it or not, if you dare to offend that traffic policeman today, without your father having to say anything, I will be imprisoned directly and have a clear relationship with you. The money I gave you before... no, it was the money invested in your studio. Gotta take it back.”

"so serious?"

Tomizawa Yuzo suddenly took a breath of cold air, frowned and looked at the figure going away, wondering: "Who is she? Is she the daughter of some big shot?"

"Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"Who knows, but it's probably not my daughter. After all, she appeared suddenly. I guess it's a canary or something... Hehe, just don't mess with her anyway."

Tomizawa Yuzo couldn't help but be stunned, canary?

A canary makes these guys so scared?

He was a little surprised and was about to ask more questions.

Lu Mao on the side put down the pen in his hand and said happily: "I'm finally done writing."

"Xiong San, I'm going back first. You can write here slowly, but don't even think about escaping, otherwise there will be trouble later."

"I see. "

Tomizawa Yuzo nodded solemnly. If these lawless old guys like him were afraid of being like this, he would naturally know the importance.

However, I thought about the purpose of my trip.

He couldn't help but open his mouth, about to say something.

The green hair on the side understood immediately.

He suddenly slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot that you, a great artist, have stopped playing with these things a long time ago."

"You shouldn't come here to have fun with us this time, but to attract investment for your studio, right?"

"No...that's right."

Tomizawa Yuzo nodded rather shamefully.

There was a look of anticipation on his face.

"Hey, you are such a guy. Why don't you become a painter when you leave the good third young master of Fuze Consortium alone?"

"Of course, I didn't say this was bad. The key is why you have to go against your dad."

"He asked you to go to work in the company, so just go and do it. It's not like you can't draw anymore."

"In this way, when your father gets old, with the character of your two brothers, the entire consortium will still be yours. Then, you can do whatever you want."

"I know, I will think about it later."

Tomizawa Yuzo nodded absently.

But those last words couldn't help but echo in my mind.

As long as his father is old... no, no more, the entire Fuze Consortium belongs to him.

Then no one can stop him from painting.

"You guy..."

Seeing this, Lu Mao didn't understand anything, and the other party didn't listen at all.

He couldn't help but reveal a resentful look.

Why is there such a big gap between this person and other people?

He really wanted to inherit his family's financial group, but...

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to worry about you. I agreed in advance that this is the last time. After that, I will go to work in the company and I won't have so much spare money."

Lu Mao waved his hands somewhat speechlessly and looked into the distance.

The next moment, he was suddenly stunned.

He was quite surprised and said: "Hey, Xiongsan, look at that female traffic policeman."

"Is the girl next to her the young lady from the Ayaki family, your fiancée?"