Detective Ania

Arnia: "...Call the police?"

After reacting for three seconds, she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Don't send your mother to jail!"

After explaining in a hurry, the shocked Mitsuhiko finally cleared up the misunderstanding of the major emotional entanglements in the Arnia family. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I was shocked."

For some reason, the scene of Ania's mother holding a kitchen knife and pressing towards Ania's father appeared automatically in his mind just now.

Anya nodded with sympathy.

so close!My mother was almost taken away!

Joel's identity is not clean. If the police want to track down, they can also see her experience working in a certain company in Yokohama.

"The weather is getting colder every day."

Even in the classroom, it feels cool.

Ayumi opened her hand and spread out her new gloves in front of Ania: "This is knitted by my mother, and it has my favorite rabbit on it."

"Ania also has it." Ania took off her scarf, turned it over and showed it to Ayumi: "This is a scarf knitted by my father and mother, and it has the protagonist of a horror movie on it."

I saw a mass of black and white unknown objects messily painted on the bright red scarf. They were round and round. At first glance, they didn't feel cute at all, but they looked like Kayako's head.

"What is this? It looks so strange." The expression on Ayumi's face was indescribable.

Ania: "Oh."

She exposed the scarf to the front, and the white dog sat upright at the bottom of the scarf.

She said triumphantly, "It's Bond."

In fact, the scarf should have looked the way it was just now, and Dusk felt something was wrong the moment Joel started knitting the dog's head.

"Father said that mother's weaving pattern will definitely cause panic if it is exposed outside, and the secret weapon must not be displayed to the enemy." Arnia put the scarf back on. "Father and mother have worked hard."

Damian was speechless: "Let's leave it to Fujie to work hard."

Even though he said this, he still seriously planned to return the gift to Dusk and Joel.The young master, who had never worried about life, had to save 500 yen a day in pocket money, trying to get the money needed for the three gifts.

Time passed in a hurry, and Christmas will be next week.

But even with Christmas approaching, some people still don't have a holiday.

Toru Amuro turned up the collar of his windbreaker.

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the movement on the street corner.

After Belmode escaped, Rum was arrested, and Boss was very angry, but everything was nothing in front of "that thing".He began to be suspicious of the members of the Japanese organization, and he sent his most powerful subordinate, Gin, to assist him.

Toru Amuro was not even qualified to intervene.

He was sent to Yokohama before, and he understands the local partisan disputes and power divisions, and the port mafia is one of the best.Since the two major black organizations raised their vigilance at the same time, it must not be a good thing. At least for the police, this means that things have become difficult.

But as long as the thing stays in Japanese territory, they still have a chance to get it back.

Amuro Toru had just investigated the black-clothed organization member who was currently holding the note, and rushed over non-stop, trying to take the opportunity to take him away before the arrival of Gin.

Going in that direction...

He subconsciously wants to keep up.

Suddenly, his eyes froze and he turned his head. A bullet grazed his cheek and hit the wall behind him. The broken rock gave off a smell of gunpowder smoke.

Gin lowered the brim of his hat, threw the cigarette dangling from the corner of his lips on the ground, and his handmade leather shoes ran over the half-smoked cigarette.

"You're out of range, Bourbon."

Beau/Letta's pitch-black muzzle was aimed at his head, which looked particularly terrifying on the streets of Japan in winter.There is no doubt about Qin Jiu's marksmanship. When he is stared at by those eagle-like indifferent eyes, it seems that he can hear the God of death whispering in his ears.

The member followed by Toru Amuro was carrying a box, behind him he showed a smug smile, his eyes full of ambition.

But now is not the time to back down.With many thoughts in his head, Toru Amuro raised his hand calmly.

Gin's fingertips on the trigger—

A gun slipped out of Toru Amuro's hand, and he shot at the member carrying the box without hesitation.One shot hit, but the smile on his face has not disappeared, and a blood hole has appeared on his forehead.

Gin stared at him, his wrist was steady, he didn't intend to retract the gun, he just pulled the trigger tighter.

"He tampered with the contents of the box." Toru Amuro threw the gun at Gin's feet, "If you don't believe me, you can open it and have a look."

"Bourbon." Gin sneered, "I won't keep a fool who will only cause me trouble."

Amuro smiled, he relaxed and leaned against the wall: "I'm just not reconciled."

"Rum is gone, why don't I be allowed to participate in such an important task, and choose such a person with dirty hands and feet."

"I've been working for the organization for almost eight years, should I be given a chance?"

Toru Amuro didn't seem to have any remorse for killing his companion, but Ginjo laughed.

His voice was deep and hoarse, and the falling snow was extremely cold, but it seemed warmer than his heart that was as hard as a stone, "Well done, Bourbon."

Voggart closed the box and stood back behind Gin silently.

What Bourbon said was right, there were indeed traces of flipping on the notes, and he didn't dare to look at the details, so he hurriedly closed the suitcase.Even if he was dissatisfied with Bourbon, he couldn't say anything to complain at this time. He could tell that his elder brother was already angry.

Toru Amuro picked up the wooden bin at the foot of the gin, wiped it casually on his clothes and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"Where to go next?"

Gin held a cigarette in his fingers, but did not speak.

Reluctantly, Amuro raised his hand and wiped off the snowflakes that fell on the tip of his nose.

"Snowing."

"Snowing!"

Arnia huddled at the window to watch.

This is one of her few experiences of seeing snow.Counting, she is only over four years old. She learned to speak for two years and learned to walk for three years. All the happy memories were born around Dusk.

She stretched out her hand and held the little snowflake in her palm.

Ayumi squeezed her arm quietly: "Hurry up and make a wish, my mother said, the first snowflake you receive is a winter elf, which can help you make your wish come true."

The snow in his palm had already melted, and Ania clapped her hands easily: "Ania's wish has come true."

Ayumi sighed: "It's great, I didn't realize any of my birthday wishes last year..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Ania quickly close her wet palms, her eyes tightly closed, as if making a wish.

After a few seconds, Ania opened her eyes: "Ania has a new wish."

Ayumi: "...Well, it's normal."

The classroom is noisy.

The breath of Christmas coming and the joy of falling snow are mixed together, and everyone's face is filled with expectant smiles.

Ania is no exception.

She hasn't forgotten the props that Dr. A Li promised to make for her!

Dr. Ali said before that as long as Arnia is obedient, there will be new spy props!In addition to failing four times and being left behind for two make-up exams, Ania also got perfect scores three times!Arnia has been obedient for a whole year!

Arnia: "What kind of socks does Santa like?"

"Looks like it has stripes?"

"Arnia needs striped socks!"

Although the identity of Santa Claus has been ruthlessly dismantled by some guys who have no childhood, Ania has already identified the Santa Claus that is limited to this year——Dr. A Li.

The doctor must have prepared a lot of spy props for Ania. Conan has gone to his house to repair the skateboard several times. Ania is so obedient, at least there is a gift as much as a bag of peanuts——

Dusk raised half of the peanuts that Arnia put in the shopping cart: "You can't buy so many."

"Hey! Why, Arnia wants peanuts!"

"Waste it if you can't finish it. I won't help you then."

Arnia put her hands on her hips and said ferociously, "Arnia's Christmas gift this year will be endless peanuts."

"Oh, is that so?" Dusk propped his chin in distress, "I thought you would like spy animations, although there are no spy wars here, but..."

Arnia graciously returned all the peanuts in the shopping cart to the shelf, and looked at the dusk expectantly: "Father, Arnia doesn't want peanuts anymore."

When he went out tomorrow morning, the gift his father prepared for Ania in his mind wasn't animated yet!

Joel smiled: "Mr. Lloyd and Miss Arnia have such a good relationship."

Arnia nodded, and said to Joel solemnly: "Arnia doesn't like red things, and I don't like things that cut hands."

The things that mother prepared for Ania were completely muddled in cartoons.

After Ania and Damian finished school, Twilight and Joel came to pick them up to pick out gifts.

This time it is just for them to prepare gifts for their classmates and friends. As parents, they must prepare everything more secretly and wait for the Christmas one to be placed under their pillows.

However, Arnia, who sees through everything, has no sense of surprise.

But you can look forward to the spy animation prepared by my father!Mother... Mother's gift, as long as it's not a killer's tool, Ania still likes it very much.

Poison powder and poison, Arnia has no use at all!

The shopping cart is starting to get full.

"Do you need to buy anything else?"

Check the shopping list at dusk.

Arnia looked left and right, and instantly locked on to a striped object in front of her.

"Socks! Socks for Christmas!"

Arnia waved her hands desperately, looking at Joel with bright eyes: "Mother, Arnia wants that!"

Seen by Ania's adoring eyes, Joel dazedly helped her get what she wanted.

"Why do you want this?" Dusk looked suspiciously at the striped sack in his hand.

The sack was as long as three arnias and as tall as an arnia, enough to fit a grown man in it. As a "sock", it was a bit too big.

Arnia said proudly: "The doctor said he would give Arnia a gift."

She even has her socks ready!

dusk:"……"

You are not going to ask the doctor for Christmas gifts, but to rob the doctor, right?