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

Chapter 507 I would like to call you the Spartans
Angostra had no idea what Jinpei Matsuda was thinking.

But just by looking at Jinpei Matsuda's expression, he knew that the other party must be a stubborn person.

"Tsk... As expected, these people are all very strong-willed." Angostura looked distressed. "As expected, the only option is to kill them?"

He pinched Jinpei Matsuda's hand even harder.

"Officer Teddy, think carefully... Are you really going to die? Without a complete body? You were installing a bomb just now, right? You probably don't want the thing used against us to be used on yourself."

Jinpei Matsuda's expression became more and more ferocious.

next to.

Anderburg, who had remained silent, suddenly said in a cold voice: "Is there a possibility..."

"Hmm?" Angostra turned to look at his teammate, wanting to hear what the latter had to say.

Anderburg glanced at him:

"Is it possible that you pinched him too hard and that he couldn't speak?"

Angostura: "..."

Okay, that makes sense?

"Also, his name is Jinpei Matsuda, and his rank is Inspector." A small booklet appeared in Anderburg's hand at some point, "There's no Tai or Di in his name."

Angostura looked at his teammate speechlessly, "I know... but didn't I forget his name? Teddy is quite appropriate."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

How apt!
Thanks to his teammates' suggestions, Angostra's hands unconsciously relaxed a little, and Matsuda Jinpei also had a chance to catch his breath.

"Okay, now you can talk, right?"

Angostura asked again.

However, it is obvious that if Jinpei Matsuda fails to say anything this time, he will be strangled to death by Angostura on the spot.

"Ha...ha...what do you want me to say?" Matsuda Jinpei was breathing heavily, his words were intermittent, but he was still able to grin, without any of the despair that a normal person would have before death.

Angostura and Anderburg could both sense this mentality.

The former smacked his lips and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Anbu, look, this is a true warrior..."

"Yes." Anderburg nodded calmly, "I suggest you go and watch the 300 Spartans. There are a total of 300 of them."

Angostura was very upset: "I don't care about the quantity!"

Why does Anbu always disturb the atmosphere at such serious moments?

however.

What neither of them expected was that Jinpei Matsuda also interrupted with a gloomy face:

"What does Sparta have to do with me?"

First it was Teddy, then Sparta... Is there something wrong with these people?
"...?!"

Angostura looked at him in amazement.

This Japanese policeman... is not right! How can he keep up with the topic between me and Anbu?

Anderburg was also stunned for a moment, then he looked at Matsuda Jinpei seriously and made an objective evaluation after a while: "Your hair is very similar to the hairstyle of a Spartan warrior."

Yes, that's right, all short curly hair.

"...If you ask me, your hairstyle is very similar to that of a Spartan warrior, right?" Matsuda Jinpei complained speechlessly with his eyes rolled up.

"No, they are different." Anderburg refuted seriously and took out a movie guide from his small bag. His expressionless face was full of seriousness. "The hair color of Spartan warriors is mostly brown, which is your hair color, while mine is light blonde. There is a big difference... and my hair is longer than yours."

When presenting evidence, Anderburg even deliberately threw a tuft of long hair from the back of his head to the front.

"...You are really rigorous, but judging from my race, I don't think I am the same as Sparta, right?" "Well, you are right about that, but I think your hairstyle..."

Angostura: "..."

Who could tell him how these two people could start chatting without paying attention to anyone else?

He looked at Jinpei Matsuda who was still in his hand and fell into deep thought.

at last……

"Stop! Stop, stop!"

Angostura called for three pauses, pushed Anderborg to the side, and held Matsuda Jinpei's hand even harder. His face turned a little darker. "Let's not discuss the Spartan Warriors for now! Just answer my questions well, and I'll allow you to chat with Anderborg for ten minutes before you die."

Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes, "Then should I thank you for your mercy?"

It was really strange. He was a little panicked at the beginning, but now... he felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

It was as if death was his destiny.

...Although it seems a bit childish, Jinpei Matsuda does have this feeling, and he is basically certain that he will be strangled to death and then blown to pieces - if the other party has the ability to remove the safety of the bomb, otherwise the only option left is to be strangled to death.

Thinking of this, Jinpei Matsuda still felt a little lost.

The stalemate lasted for nearly a minute. Angostura also saw Matsuda Jinpei's attitude and said with regret:

"What a shame, what a shame... I respect you as a warrior, you——"

Anderburg interrupted again: "Three hundred Spartans..."

"Shut up Ambu!"

Angostra's face darkened again. There was definitely something wrong with his teammate.

"I think we can take him back and torture him." Anderburger changed the subject smoothly.

"Are you kidding me, Amb?" Angostura looked at Jinpei Matsuda, who looked ready to die, and curled his lips. "It's hard to extract a confession from this Teddy police officer. Instead of wasting effort, it's better to just..."

"Uh...uh!"

Jinpei Matsuda stared at Angostra, pinched his wrist hard, and made a hoarse sound in his throat.

Angostura ignored the way Jinpei Matsuda pinched him, raised his eyebrows, and loosened his grip slightly: "What? Have you come to your senses?"

"Cough, cough! Cough, cough..." Matsuda Jinpei coughed several times before gritting his teeth and saying, "You are the fucking Teddy!"

Angostura: "..."

Is there really someone who regards species issues as more important than his own life before dying? There must be something wrong with this policeman, right?

Anderburg: "..."

Teddy, Sparta, Sparta, Teddy…

Angostura, who was subdued by Matsuda Jinpei, grabbed his neck again the next second, and it seemed that he was not going to procrastinate any longer.

However, at this moment, a low cell phone ringtone sounded in the silent alley.

Jinpei Matsuda was startled and immediately wanted to take out his cell phone to hang up, but he was in a state of hypoxia at the moment, and his reaction was more than three beats slower than normal. By the time he reached out his hand, Angostura had already taken his cell phone.

"Hey? Who called you?"

Angostura waved his phone in front of Matsuda Jinping. "Your colleague? Or... your superior?"

The caller ID shows an unfamiliar number, so it is unlikely that the number is from an acquaintance.

"Is there a possibility?" Anderburg said calmly, "This is just an ordinary harassment call."

"Shut up Ambu!"

(End of this chapter)