I play color 6 in rice flower town

He, Kudo Shinichi, is a high school detective who loves playing football and likes reasoning. He is not a humanoid Terminator who dropped out of junior high school on the spot and went abroad to join the army and received intensive training in hell mode.

"Hey, my record is ruining the world ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"!??"

Suddenly there was a shout from the sky overhead, and the sniper on the ground who was performing a violent motorcycle looked up in astonishment.

I saw a Kamen Rider jumping high from the roof of the shops along the street and descending from the sky. His whole body turned into an iron weight weighing a thousand catties, and smashed down with great force.

WTF? ? ?

It is probably the first time in my life that I have seen such a sci-fi scene in real life. The sniper who had already aimed at and locked Conan hesitated for a moment, but gave up shooting and put the pistol in the holster instead. , Putting both hands on the steering handle of the motorcycle again, twisting the accelerator forcefully and accelerating forward, dodging the fatal blow that cut into the battlefield through the air.

One shot missed, the huge force missed its original target and bombarded the black and shiny asphalt road, the cobweb-shaped cracks spread from the center to the surroundings in an instant like eggs dropped on a hot iron plate on the breakfast stand Come.

Normally, if such behaviors are photographed and posted on the Internet, most of them will be dubbed "public enemies of road politics" by netizens, and the police will come to educate them and fine them.

But at this time, General Manager Kudo couldn't care so much, he thought to himself that a public enemy of road politics should be a public enemy of road politics, anyway, it's still an old saying, as long as you don't get caught for violating laws and regulations, it doesn't count.

Besides, with his current attire, who can recognize who he is? Could it be possible that tomorrow's news report will post a missing person notice for Mr. E?

Hey, but then again, what if they really come up with the missing person notice of Mr. E?

Then will he not be able to use this armor in the future, or will he have to change his appearance, for example, to be afraid of a hen or something?

Probably no problem... After all, this is still nano-armor, the main component is thousands of small nano-robots, if you want to change it to another shape, you just need to write another appearance composition program and apply it, right?

Thinking about these messy things in his head, Souji Kudo quickly adjusted his posture, his body leaned forward slightly as if the building was about to fall, but before he was about to fall to the ground, he landed heavily, and the cobweb cracks on the road expanded again. But the person who should have been standing in the center of the crack has already rushed out like an arrow that leaves the string.

At this time, Conan, who was chasing behind, also arrived in time. The nuclear energy skateboard invented by Dr. Ali was fully powered at this moment, and it ran at a speed of [-] yards per hour with four solid rubber wheels with a diameter of less than ten centimeters. Still not as impactful as Kudo Souji.

After all, if you think about it, in real life, if you saw someone go [-] yards an hour on a skateboard, you might think that the dog has changed a nuclear-powered skateboard, right? !

But if he ran at a speed of [-] yards per hour with a human body... then he must be a superman!

"Ayumi! Can Ayumi hear you? Answer me, Ayumi!" Realizing that he couldn't intercept the target for a while, Conan took out the detective badge in his pocket and tried to communicate with his friends.

But the only response to him was rustling noises...

"Is the distance too far?" Kudo Souji reminded.

He could tell at a glance that this thing should be made by Dr. A Li. Presumably, only Dr. A Li, an old scientist with a childlike innocence, would make such a walkie-talkie that looks like Sherlock Holmes's surroundings.

It's just that they are at least one kilometer away from the Suzuki Tower. Is it too ambitious to use a toy walkie-talkie to communicate at this distance?

"Damn it, it's a thing that fell off the chain at this critical moment!" Conan gritted his teeth and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

If his mobile phone hadn't been accidentally dropped during the skateboarding scene just now, he could have used his mobile phone to communicate with Police Officer Megure and report the prisoner's license plate number to the Metropolitan Police Department to intercept the police car. It's like trying to get on the airwaves with aliens here.

"By the way, your phone should still be there, right?" He glanced at Souji Kudo, who was riding beside him on the skateboard, and said loudly, "Hurry up and call the Megure Police Department and tell the Megure Police Department that the prisoner's license plate number is Shinjuku se3317!"

As if afraid of being misheard, Conan read every word one by one.

"It's useless..." Souji Kudo's voice sounded a little intermittent, and the long-distance high-intensity sprint has begun to make his body feel a little tired. It means that he can guarantee that the police will not be able to identify his real identity through this car, and don’t lock the criminal’s moral height on the same level as yours, maybe this car is still a stolen car, and you see..."

He pointed to the sea level in front of him, which had become looming behind the tall buildings.

"After crossing the bridge, there should be an abandoned pier. Usually no one goes there. I guess this guy wants to dispose of the stolen car there and replace the vehicle."

Conan was taken aback after hearing this, and suddenly felt that it made sense: "Then what should we do now?"

"Let's wait a little longer, pretend that you can't catch up, and then notify the police to prepare to surround and arrest..."

Just halfway through the words, Kudo Souji, who was about to gradually slow down his running speed, suddenly raised his head, and in his field of vision, two small round things suddenly flew up from the front, drawing a perfect line in the air After a parabola, it fell to the ground, and a sudden brake on the spot pulled Conan off the skateboard.

"Fuck... run! Watch out for grenades!!!"

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Continue py "No one knows the harem better than me"

PS: There is a saying that Uncle Dashu’s stomach medicine is still very good. I read the Eastern Redemption for a long time, but the saddest thing is that a few days ago I suddenly found out that we are gamers that I have kept for a long time... …Gone!

Chapter 294 Chapter 288 Have I Beaten You Before?

Damn, why are you still wearing grenades?

Seeing those two chubby gadgets soaring into the air at first glance, Souji Kudo almost blurted out the words CNM.

If half a second ago the opponent's impression in his mind was just "a little killer who is good at sniping", then now it has completely become "a scum in the world who dares to throw grenades in the street regardless of the safety of the people".

In fact, it’s okay if you’re just good at sniping. There are dozens if not hundreds of snipers who have been wiped out by him in one go over the years. The secret to victory is that as long as you rua fast enough, the bullets can’t hit you.

The advantage and strength of a sniper is that it can carry out long-distance attacks. As long as it cannot be hit, no matter how far the killing distance is, it is a piece of shit-what kind of strength is the strength of being unable to effectively cause damage to the enemy?

What's more, the sniper has one of the most fatal weaknesses, that is, once it is close, it will completely GG, and the error tolerance rate is extremely low. If it misses a hit and is discovered by the enemy, it is difficult to rush to support in time even if there are teammates.

After all, for a sniper, your superior terrain does not mean your teammates' superior terrain. The distance you can attack the enemy may have exceeded the range of your teammates by a hundred or eighty times.

Besides, it's impossible for you to carry a large group of teammates with you to cover you at any time, isn't it?

In that case, it is not called sniping, it is called establishing a naval artillery stronghold on the commanding heights, and then conducting fixed-point bombing of the area ahead.

But what are you doing now... what is this?

Are you a sniper with two grenades ready to learn CSGO?

As long as the angle is right, can it be thrown around the earth and hit the enemy?

Can't you honestly carry two broadswords on your body to prevent being circled behind you!

Who would carry a grenade on a serious sniper!

Thanks to Mr. Kudo's quick reaction, he had already reacted and stopped the car as soon as the two grenades flew into the air, and even grabbed Conan who was rushing forward on the skateboard, otherwise he would not be able to do it today. I really want to lose my brother carelessly.

And the sniper driving the locomotive all the way obviously didn't expect this Kamen Rider-like guy to react so quickly. He observed from the rearview mirrors on both sides of the grip of the locomotive, and he couldn't help being a little shocked.

The ultra-high-speed reaction ability shown by Souji Kudo, and the sudden brake just now completely violated the physiological structure of human beings. Who can suddenly be nailed in place like a steel nail while running at full speed?

Including those two grenades, he threw them after predicting the speed of the two of them.

At a speed of up to [-] kilometers per hour, there would be a deviation of more than ten meters for every second of miscalculation. He couldn't bet on the slightest possibility that the opponent would stop the moment he threw the grenade.

Maybe it's the damn Murphy's Law at work, anyway, he made a wrong bet...

With the two powerful steel eggs falling to the ground with a crisp sound, a huge fire burst into the sky and burst into flames on the bridge deck of Azuma Bridge.

The two private cars rushed straight into the flames before they had time to react, and the shrapnel detonated by the gunpowder scattered like a rainstorm of pear blossoms from the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect.

A few pieces of shrapnel happened to hit and got deeply stuck in the shell of the fuel tank, and the slightly leaked gasoline was quickly ignited after being licked by the flames, detonating the entire fuel tank one after another.

Boom boom boom boom! ! !

The poor drivers and passengers in the two private cars turned into fly ash along with the cars without even uttering a scream, and the successive explosions brought several cars that rushed in behind and couldn't stop the car and were blown up together. In the sky, the entire bridge was completely reduced to a sea of ​​flames in a short period of time, and the sturdy yet flexible bridge deck also trembled in the violent explosion.

——This dogbi actually used the fire lit by human life to block the pursuers behind.

"Damn it, how could it be like this!" The firelight reflected on Conan's face, making his expression of gnashing his teeth fiery red.

Souji Kudo remained silent uncharacteristically. The high-intensity long-distance sprint made his chest rise and fall, and the sound of rapid breathing came from under the nano armor.

He heard the faint sirens of police cars and fire trucks behind him.

It was about two blocks away, probably Xiaolan Yuanzi and the others helped to call the police.

That's right.

They lost their target.

"Go back and see if Officer Mumu and the others have collected any useful information." He whispered to Conan.

……

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After half an hour.

In the meeting room of the first search section of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Division, a huge white writing board was placed across the front of the meeting room.

On both sides of the rectangular conference table that occupies about 40.00% of the conference room area before and after the connection, old faces are seated in turn, from police officer Megure to Takagi Sato to Uncle Chiba Shiratori Mori.

Even a certain Miss Suzuki was one of the witnesses, accompanied by her best friend Xiaolan.

However, the amazing thing is that the person standing on both sides of the white writing board responsible for explaining and analyzing the case turned out to be Teacher Judy, and another tall and thin American old man who he seems to have never seen before. It is estimated that it should be the "" James".

no……

The question is, isn't this what happened in Tokyo, Japan?

And this seems to be the Metropolitan Police Department of Tokyo, Japan, right?

Why are you two Yankees from the FBI showing up here!

When did you reach a consensus with the Japanese police!

Let alone Souji Kudo, in the entire conference hall, except for a few informed police officers including Officer Megure, almost everyone else had a confused expression on their faces.

Especially the young lady of a certain garden—her knowledge of Judy is still at the level of an English foreign teacher at Didan High School.

But it was another person who really caught Souji Kudo's attention—judging from the proportions of the shoulders and hips, this should be a girl, that's right, she had short black hair with small waves and sat wearing a dark baseball cap. Beside Xiaolan, there is the same black line under the eyes as Akai Shuichi, the sitting posture is bold and unaffected, the corners of the mouth are raised to reveal the cute little tiger teeth, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of heroism.

...But the other party is indeed a girl.

Generally speaking, a girl with such a masculine style will be called a "tomboy", and it can be regarded as one of the cute spots in the eyes of some people, but this is not the real reason for his attention.

I don't know if it's Kudo Souji's illusion, but when he sees each other for the first time, he always feels inexplicably familiar.

It seems that he has met each other somewhere before, or emmmmmmm... beaten?

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PS: Baidu Encyclopedia said that Lingmei, Chunzhen, and Akai Shuichi have dark circles under their eyes... God damn dark circles are okay, but I take it seriously when you say that the ancestral eyelashes are thick, ancestral dark circles? ? ?

ah?ah? ? ?

Chapter 295 Chapter 289 Tears, drawn out

In the meeting room, the meeting has just begun. Teacher Zhu Di, who is holding a black erasable marker pen, is like giving a lecture in a high school English class. She restores the situation at that time with concise and clear sentences.

I have to say that these Yankees are quite good at handling things, although most of the time these guys are not very kind, and they especially like to meddle in other people's affairs... For example, like now.

But when they make up their minds to do one thing well, both efficiency and quality are quite high, including sorting out information and clarifying ideas and so on.

Otherwise, it would be impossible as it is now. In the meeting room of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, two Yankees are talking about "lecturing" in front of the writing board, and a group of police officers and police officers can only sit at the bottom and be obedient students. Honestly "listen to the class".

At this moment, Mrs. Judy is still analyzing the causes and results of the sniping incident to the policemen below, including the location and time when the sniping was launched. I knew it when I was in the Suzuki Tower, so I didn't intend to listen carefully at all.

Especially in the strong classroom atmosphere in the meeting room right now, Souji Kudo, who had been out of campus and set foot in the society for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little itchy. He returned to his old job and started the traditional art of his student days-speaking in class.

Under the thick mahogany conference table, he reached out his hand quietly and sneakily, and patted Conan's knee twice without disturbing anyone.

"Hello, hello? Wake up, I want to ask you something!" He said in a low voice.

"Hiss..." Conan rolled his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly at the familiar scene.

To be honest, he doesn't want to talk to this guy very much, it reminds him of those old-fashioned history teachers who asked him out of the classroom for "disturbing other students with his speech in class", and punished him by standing in the corridor outside the classroom under the scorching sun day...with some guy who looked exactly like him.

Usually, he rarely talked to other students in class, and even if someone took the initiative to talk to him in class, he would give up after calling twice and finding no response.

But Souji Kudo's Dogecoin is different, this guy is very patient!

He will tirelessly beep all kinds of messy things beside him throughout the class. If someone is bored to carefully count them, they will find that this guy speaks more in one class than the teacher on the podium. Much, enough to perform stand-up comedy.

And the teacher will only talk about the content in the book in class, and at most expand around the content in the book... But this guy can even do what he likes!

When your neighbor at the table is eloquent, handsome and even picks topics you like to talk about, why would you listen to that greasy middle-aged man with thinning hair chanting books with a blank expression? What about those boring knowledge?

So from childhood to adulthood, from kindergarten to elementary school to junior high school, except for the kindergarten teachers who don’t care about that, Kudo Shinichi will be punished by the teacher once or twice a week for someone’s reasons. Stay on duty.

The reason is—discussing and promoting the plot and characters of detective novels loudly during class time.