Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 386 Kuroba Kaito's Riddle

Ekota.

Following the order from his big brother, Vodka drove his Porsche and sent Kaito back to the front door of Kuroba's house.

Along the way, Vodka was immersed in depression, driving silently.

Kuroba Kaito felt that the dullness was unbearable, so he performed a magic trick in the car to lighten the atmosphere...

As a result, the pigeons that appeared were flying all over the carriage, and Vodka was so scared that he almost drove his car into the wall.

After getting off the car, Kuroba Kaito continued to apologize with an awkward smile:

"Well, Uncle Vodka, that was just an accident! An accident! Next time I'll give you something funnier..."

He held down the restless pigeons in his clothes, feeling somewhat puzzled - it was strange, why were the usually obedient pigeons so interested in Uncle Vodka's sunglasses today?

Vodka wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "No, no need. I don't think we will meet again..."

Damn it, the pigeon that this guy just released almost blinded his sunglasses... and even tore a hole in his hat.

He felt that he should stay away from these creatures called "Phantom Thief" and "Magician" in the future.

too frightening.

Moreover, when Vodka thought about the fact that he had called a little brat "big brother" for a long time and he didn't even notice, he felt a little ashamed. He wanted to find a hole to crawl into and stay away from Kuroba Kaito.

Seeing that Vodka seemed to be avoiding him intentionally, Kuroba Kaito scratched his head in distress.

He already apologized for impersonating Gin, so why is this uncle still so unhappy?
After thinking for a while, Vodka stepped on the accelerator and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Kuroba Kaito clapped his hands, suddenly remembering that he had forgotten something, and quickly grabbed the car door: "Ah! Wait, wait! Uncle Vodka, wait a minute..."

Vodka: "..."

What does this scary pigeon demon want to do now! ?

"Well, I have a riddle that I want to give to Uncle Ren... Hey, where did I put it? Let me look for it..."

Kuroba Kaito searched his body fiercely:
Electric batons, spare masks, fake faces, playing cards, fake breasts, roses, a set of clothes, a toy gun that looked poorly made...

Vodka was dumbfounded by what was taken out.

He looked at Kuroba Kaito's thin body, staring at him constantly pulling out a bunch of treasures from under his coat, and rubbed his eyes:
Where were all these treasures hidden before?

Kuroba Kaito? Kaito Kid?
This is Doraemon!

It's even more outrageous than Big Brother...

"Strange, I clearly put it here before..." Kuroba Kaito finally took off his coat and started to search, and finally took out a well-wrapped envelope at the bottom of his pocket, "Found it! This is it, Uncle Vodka... Uh, uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Turning around, he saw Vodka, who looked doubtful about his life.

He himself had no idea how much he had taken out - because after finding the envelope, he immediately stuffed the things back in place.

"...Ah? What?" Vodka looked at Kaito blankly.

"This is the letter! Please give it to Uncle Ren for me." Kuroba Kaito stuffed the envelope into Vodka's hand with a sly smile, "And please tell Uncle Ren that even if he can't guess it, he has to tell me the answer... That's it! Uncle Vodka, take care~"

He hasn't given Uncle Blade any questions for a long time...

The main thing is that Gin has been out of touch with other people recently, and Kuroba Kaito can't get in touch with him. Moreover, guessing riddles is definitely the lowest priority in Gin's eyes.

Because any riddle that Kuroba Kaito came up with would be boring, long and difficult to guess. Its only two advantages were that it looked good and sounded good when read.

Vodka didn't know that Gin hated Kuroba Kaito's riddle, and he took the envelope in a daze and carefully put it in his arms, planning to tell his eldest brother about it after he came back.

……

At the moment when the time passed 0:, everything came to an end. The moon was covered by thick dark clouds, the sun had not yet shown its trace, and the starry sky was also covered in silence.

After a night of chaos, Tokyo finally returned to peace.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

After working overtime all night, all the police officers in the search section felt like they were exhausted like some kind of animals, sweating profusely in this cold winter.

"Has the data been compiled? What is the loss?"

Officer Megure wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned to his seat, and asked a police officer who was in charge of statistics.

"Yes! As of 21:35, there were 18 explosions in total, but the damage was not great and there were no casualties... Only five buildings near the explosion points were ignited, causing relatively large fires, but there were no attacks by civilians."

The reporter was holding a stack of documents in his hand, and after he finished speaking, there was still some lingering fear on his face.

The explosion tonight shocked the entire Metropolitan Police Department.

They have even issued a wanted order and are searching for the bomber... If they allow him to continue his activities in Tokyo, the consequences will be disastrous!
What's more, the bomber even sent a very provocative "crime closure letter" at the end, which roughly said:

[To the incompetent Metropolitan Police Department: Today’s fireworks show ends here. I think today’s one and a half hour fireworks show should be enough for your police to enjoy... I hope you can bring me more fun next time - by Non-smoker]

Look, look!
What a mockery!
Inspector Megure just felt ashamed.

He looked at his crowd and roared, "Everyone! This criminal has defied our police force time and again... We must catch him to wash away our shame! The honor of our Metropolitan Police Department is at stake!!"

"Yes!!!"

All the police officers clenched their fists - their hearts were filled with anger towards the bomber.

It was a good night, and everyone who was supposed to get off work had already left, but because of this incident, they were forced to come back and work overtime until now...

The report document has to be finished before you can leave.

All night, that's for sure.

At the thought of their vacation being wasted, every policeman's face was filled with happiness.

The same goes for Inspector Megure, he writes more reports than anyone else...

"Brother Matsuda, thank you for your hard work today." Inspector Megure sighed as he watched Jinpei Matsuda approaching.

The latter yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily, "It's not hard. This time the prisoner didn't leave any traces. It's a relief for me."

I feel a little sorry for the citizens of Tokyo...

Well...by the way, can I apologize to his colleagues and superiors?
Officer Memu: "..."

Hey, hey! Which side is Matsuda on?
"Oh, by the way, this is the report." Jinpei Matsuda handed in the report that he had written in less than twenty minutes.

Officer Megure was stunned for a moment: "Why are you so fast?"

"I've written a lot of explosion handling reports before, so I can just pick a few and use them as examples."

Matsuda Jinpei yawned again, "It's time to get off work. I'm leaving first."

A group of people immediately looked at Jinpei Matsuda.

Set of templates?
Wonderful!

Officer Memu: "..."

It's over, he felt that the others were going to be led astray by Jinpei Matsuda.

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(End of this chapter)