Conan after going to the wrong set

At this time, an unremarkable Volkswagen car boarded.

Conan was sitting on the car seat panting like a drowned chicken, a piece of clothes on his arm was torn, and there were slight scratches on it, but it was not serious. Shock, he felt like his bones were falling apart.

"hiss!"

Conan began to breathe lightly, suppressing the pain in his whole body bit by bit, so that he would not be ashamed to scream.

"Don't bear it like this, it's safe for the time being." The person in the driver's seat deliberately slowed down considering Conan's injury, and persuaded him.

"I'm fine." Conan forced a smile towards the front, "And thank you for saving your life, Mr. Asama."

"Where?" Asama Nobunaga shrugged, "That kid Jiu Lanxuan asked me to do this."

"But you are brave enough to jump at me even knowing she is my sister."

"After all, there is no choice, isn't it?" Conan laughed at himself, "And besides the friend, I really can't think of any other explanation for being able to appear in that place under such circumstances."

"Besides, you're the one that Jiu Lanxuan calls a child?"

"Huh?" Asama Nobunaga's face was livid for a moment, "Did you hear that? I lost a bet with this guy, and he called me this code name in a short time."

"So he had expected today?" Conan's expression was complicated.

"Not really." Jiu Lanxuan sat up at some point, he was actually awake all the time, but the smell of the medicine made him fall into an autistic state where he didn't want to speak or move.

"I originally wanted to prevent the worst situation, such as Xiao Ai and I being arrested at the same time." Jiu Lanxuan slowly tore away the chains that bound her, "I just didn't expect this day to come so early."

"So the moment I saw Hiroshi Asama, I called Nobunaga."

"So that's the case," Conan nodded, "Then we are temporarily safe now."

"That's right," Asama Nobunaga put his hand on the steering wheel, "but it's only temporary."

"What do you mean?"

"Asama, she knows my license plate number, and she will notify the staff to intercept us soon."

"Then where are we going now?" Conan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He would not be afraid if it was the organization in black chasing and intercepting them.

But this time is different, this time it is the CIA, that is, all the white forces will not be open to them.

unless. . . .Unless he has evidence to convict the other party!

And that evidence. . .

Conan's expression kept changing, but Asama Nobunaga stretched leisurely.

"Don't worry, don't we still have helicopters?" Asama Nobunaga put his hands on the steering wheel with a serious face, "Now we just need to arrive within the specified time."

"A specified time?" Conan raised his eyes in doubt, but only saw Nobunaga Asama evoking a faint smile of unknown meaning.

"Do you know that when I was learning to fly, many people drove the plane as slowly as a car. I was different from them."

"What's the difference?" Asama's answer to the question successfully aroused Conan's curiosity.

"They try to make the plane as smooth as the car, but I can drive the car like the plane!"

"Varied....."

Conan only squeezed out half of his words, and his whole body was thrown behind due to inertia.

Then he slammed his mouth shut.

"Hey, you don't get motion sickness, do you?" Jiu Lanxuan grabbed the handrail and observed the conversation between the two. At this moment, she couldn't laugh or cry when she saw Conan's unnatural expression.

You can try it if you have the ability!

No, this guy is sitting in the same car as him!

Conan covered his mouth with his hands, showing a pair of resentful eyes.

"It will be better if you smell it." Jiu Lanxuan handed out a handkerchief filled with the fragrance of magnolia flowers.

Conan was not polite either, he took it and directly covered his mouth and nose.

"Have you ever learned how to fly?" Conan faced Nobunaga Asama, "Will you drive later?"

"No, I will go home after I send you there." Nobunaga Asama shook his head, "Then other people will take you to evacuate."

"Are you still going home?" Conan's eyes widened. "Isn't your sister going to report your actions?"

"So what?" Asama Nobunaga raised an arc, "I am not from their CIA, and she is not my real sister."

"Not your real sister?" Conan's attention was immediately diverted, and he looked at the two people in the car in surprise, "Then why..."

"Anyway, don't worry so much about my family affairs. Be quick, I will continue to pick up girls after I'm done." Asama Nobunaga was about to count his itinerary with his hands broken.

As a result of this action, his hands left the steering wheel immediately, and the car began to rampage uncontrollably.

Conan's face turned green on the spot, "Hey, hey, hey! Drive hard first, hey!"

Asama Nobunaga didn't speak, but put his hands back and held the steering wheel firmly.

Conan mentioned that the heart in his throat suddenly relaxed, he let out a breath, and his face was full of joy.

At this time, Nobunaga Asama's voice sounded again.

"arrive."

What's up?

Didn't make it to the airport?

Conan looked at Nobunaga Asama in a daze, but saw the latter raised his head and looked out the window, so he couldn't help but follow his gaze.

Above the sky, there was indeed a helicopter hovering.

"Okay, right here?" Asama Nobunaga suddenly said something into the earphone, then turned to look at the two of them, "I'll see you next."