Conan's Helping People

Hinata Riki sat inside the black Porsche, he debugged the phone, raised it, and pointed the camera at the bento on the seat.

The bento stuffs the lens full, leaving no other decorations around it.

He pressed the photo to take, ignored the flash that suddenly lit up and the huge sound of the card, took back his phone, and replied to Matsuda Mitsuhide.

[Lunch.]

[No, I can't act alone, usually someone else delivers me food, or I go out for dinner with others.]

[That restaurant fry/bomb I found when I went out for a meal.]

In every sentence, Hinata Reason first organizes the language casually, and then modify it with a female tone.

The dark-haired Hero was not around, and the small details could not be changed, nor could he ask others... If he asked about Gin, he always felt that the other party would sneer and then said, "I will deal with her in person for communications."

Although it was a smile, it was obviously not a friendly suggestion, but a rage that was taken from the perspective of the boss.

...So after all, Samoyed really thinks of himself as his boss?

Alas, the scheming Samoyed is unaware of reality.

Matsuda Geota is talking more and more nonsense. I don’t know how many people are huddling in front of the phone now, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, even if there is a master-level professional profiler, he can write him in full, which is not comparable to "Hyuga Reasonable".

Just like the black-haired Hero insisted on believing that "Ice Wine has gone through many battles and has just returned from retirement, most of which have the sequelae of the battlefield." Even if the explanation is not clear, it is actually not a misunderstanding, but a fact.

He thought about it, organized the language, and in turn put pressure on Matsuda Miyagi: [Have you still not discussed the matter of Mihua Shopping Mall today?]

[I have already concluded the news, saying that the incident in Mihua Shopping Mall was caused by a group of black forces.]

[Officer Matsuda, the police will not compromise, right?]

Of course not, the members of the police will never allow it.

...Why, this sentence is so strange.

Hinata Riori couldn't help but ponder, and carefully considered this sentence, and found that no matter what he thought, it was full of complaints.

He gave up thinking and looked down at the amid the sudden buzzing sound of his phone.

As expected, the phone had received three or four messages, all explained by Matsuda Mitsuhira, and the last one was a new topic thrown by the other party.

The other party took a photo of the golden retriever again. After taking a shower, the golden retriever guide dog was clean and fluffy.

After taking a look, Hinata Hinata raised an eyebrow and sent a sentence: [Not adorable.]

Then look up and lock the two gazes that came over.

Not far away, two people walked over, both wearing black clothes, and their expressions were exactly the same cold and solemn, a bit like attending a solemn funeral.

It may also be like walking towards the car with one person clearly locked the door but there is still one more person in the car.

Hinata raised his claws reasonably and greeted him, "Good afternoon."

Vodka opened the car with the key, got on the car from the front door, and replied casually, "Good afternoon."

He glanced at the back seat according to the fragrance and found a bento with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor. There was also a convenience store sticker on the upside-down bento box.

It is a nearby convenience store, and there is no monitoring inside and outside the store.

He looked at the passenger seat again, which contained the lunch he bought when he passed by a convenience store in the morning, which was fried noodles and bread.

Three portions.

A bento for the back seat.

How could this be?

Gin also got into the car and focused on the key points first, "How did you get up?"

"The mission ended early, and I directly encountered the mission target and stuffed the bomb into his briefcase." Hinata easily answered, and raised the bento in his hand, "He is buying the bento and didn't pay attention to me."

“Smells delicious.”

It's always better than the various breads that have remained unchanged for thousands of years!

How can someone be willing to eat bread all the time? It's just to catch the task.

It is understandable that Hyuga is reasonable and he often rushes to work and clocks in early.

However, the gin and vodka missions refer to arriving in advance, observing and placing a nearby location, and then going to the appointment according to the agreed time, ending the mission at the established time. It is not a pre-check-in and leaving after the call, but arriving in advance fifteen minutes before class.

Gin would rather eat bread than eat half an hour earlier than eat a normal meal, and it would normally be a good place to go.

Hinata Riki thinks this is not reasonable at all.

This is a task method that has no efficiency at all. If you drive too much, you will lose hair!

"I asked," Gin glanced at the open, still steaming lunch box, "How did you get into the car this time?"

He glanced at the vodka.

Vodka immediately replied, "I really locked the car this time. I looked at it three times before leaving, and the door was locked."

Gin retracted her gaze and went to see Hinata.

"Yes, he locked the car, I can testify." Hinata Riki seriously guaranteed the vodka, "but the window was not closed tightly, it was half-open, and I flipped it in directly."

"Remember to close the window next time."

Don't close the windows?

Gin recalled that when doing the task today, he first sent Hinata to the destination reasonably, and then went to the nearby to do his own task. As the car drove to the nearby, he smoked a cigarette, so before leaving, he rolled the car window down a little, and opened the window to ventilate.

However, the window was definitely not open at half open, at most two-fifths of it.

Can someone get in?

He gave up on engaging in this issue and instead put reasonable pressure on Hinata, "Have you handled the matter of Mihua Shopping Mall?"

Can you do your own tasks?

"No." Hinata started eating. He replied first, stuffed a bite of the meal, swallowed the meal, and continued to say, "The police chief said that he would conduct the last negotiation the day after tomorrow and would try to determine the ending as public repatriation of FBI."

The organization has some informants or collaborators within the police, but when looking at the photos, they all have a righteous temperament. Hinata Riki doesn't like it very much, so she just remembers her face and now has a nickname. It doesn't matter if you forget the nickname. Just change it, anyway, this nickname won't be called an exit.

When contacting these people, he politely called them "Mr." and when he heard that the other party was a woman, he politely called them "Miss". In addition, he would never add any directional prefix to prevent the failure.

The police chief, Hinata Riki could remember because the other party was really... very concerned about his temporary boss. Every time he held a meeting, he would take the initiative to report the progress and dissipate others.

"The day after tomorrow?" Gin sneered, "I thought I would wait for a few more months."

Hinata Reason answered in seconds: "Actually, that's OK."

"Although this task is very important, if you want to..."

"Which task do you want to do in the afternoon? Have you chosen it?" Gin interrupted him directly, asked about the matter, and then took the fried noodles and bread in the front seat and started lunch.

"It's ready." Hinata Riki looked at the fried noodles bread, and was in a happy mood of 1.

"The morning mission was completed too quickly. I waited for you in the car for a while. I felt that the smoke smell was too heavy, so I looked through the checkpoint and picked a nearby mission and went to deal with it."

Just in case, he stated again, "I don't use a gun, a rope."

"The bomb was placed under the table, and the countdown was until 3:00 pm. I set a regular message to send at 2:30 pm."

Then when I came back, the bento was still hot.

Everything is perfect, you can do one more task in the afternoon and step on the Samoyed tail.

Gin frowned.

Hinata Riki once again predicted in advance just in case, "the bombs/bullets that did not move the warehouse."

"I used some stolen goods given to me by the Yama Village police officer."

The police officer in the mountain village was the humanoid self-propelled scorer who kindly gave him a large wave of points in the hospital.

Unfortunately, the game has been updated several versions. The current humanoid auto-propelled scoring machine is Gin and the gentleman, and the kind-hearted police officer does not ask questions or give points.

When we first met, Hinata Riki was in a sudden mood of 3, and even added favorable feelings to the same kind police officer.

Unfortunately, in the fifth second of the meeting, facing Hinata's reasonable and enthusiastic greeting and asking whether to answer the question, the Yamamura police officer was directly provoked and did not give up any points.

This is very excessive. He was so generous before, but he hadn't seen him for a while, so he was so stingy and was simply unscathing.

Hinata feels this is unreasonable.

After the five-body was thrown into the ground, the humanoid iron rooster began to blow the police officer's wife from the air, saying that when the police officer heard that Hinata was filling bombs with bombs on the police, he was worried that the bombs in the warehouse were not enough for the time being, he thoughtfully cleared the police inventory and sent all the bombs confiscated by the police.

I also heard that Hinata Hinata likes Yamamura police officer very much, so I simply asked him to deliver the goods to see if Hinata Hinata wanted to pick up the bomb alone or take the Yamamura police officer's head away together.

At that time, after extracting this information point, Hinata Heriki posted a question mark on the spot.

He looked at the mountain village police officer who was laughing as if he was crying. He felt that the other party had "Rong" written on the left face, "Happy" written on the right face, and "Happy" written on the left face.

In short, it was purely a dream to let him retreat with his ugly head, but by the way, the police found some traces.

Hinata Hinata only temporarily borrowed the bomb/bomb.

Now, one-third of it has been returned.

Gin came over with an indescribable look, paused for a moment, and looked for loopholes.

All the police bombs and bullets were registered in the matter.

However, the police in charge of bomb disposal may not be able to recognize it, and no one will be idle and apply for permission to check the stolen goods. After recycling it again, just modify the records and you can quietly hide it.

Anyway, it can be explained that it is "disrepentant" and "combined with personnel". If it really doesn't work, the police chief just abandoned a small subordinate and pushed all these things on the other party.

Bombs/bombs are generally confiscated by departments such as violent group countermeasures, organizational crime classes, etc. They are responsible for contacting black forces. People in the department are generally a bit ferocious, which is convenient for interfering in black forces.

Organizations do not need to worry about things that local black forces need to worry about.

And those departments basically won’t communicate with the explosive/fry treatment team. Even if there is any communication, they won’t remember every item seized, unless the bomb is particularly different and the characteristics are very conspicuous.

"Pay attention to the tail." Gin reminded.

"I know, I know." Hinata answered extremely perfunctorily. He thought about it and then suddenly asked, "By the way, why have you been there for so long?"

By time, if he did not finish the task early and took the initiative to find it back, but waited for Gin to finish the task to catch him, then he would probably have to wait in an unknown corner nearby for more than an hour.

It's too long and there's no gin at all.

Black Porsche stops at traffic lights.

As the gin was pondering, it seemed that while organizing the language, the sound of a motorcycle racing suddenly came not far away.

Then the motorcycle braked suddenly next to the black Porsche and stopped urgently.

The car window it parked was the side that Hinata was reasonably approaching, so he turned to look.

A woman took off her helmet and looked in, bringing a sense of impact and a cold breath that was coming.

Her eyes are strange children, one eye is blue, the other eye is transparent, and her hair is white and silver.

This is a... very organized person.

Like gin, once it appears on the street, it will definitely attract the attention of many people, and it is stubborn and does not disguise.

Hinata looked at her close and confirmed that her strange children were not caused by the beautiful children.

Gin raised her hand and pressed him back a little, "Curacao."

A wine name, this is the Persian cat of the Mandarin duck... Cough, this is the code name of the member of the White-haired Child Organization, Hinata is reasonably quick to obtain this information point.

Curacao was still looking at him, and he was also looking at Curacao.

The other party has a more gorgeous appearance, but he is a bit cold and a strange child, so he is full of attraction.

However, the reason why Hinata Riki kept watching her is not because of her cold face, not because of her beautiful white hair, not because of her strange boys, not because of her appearance as a Persian cat.

But because of her eyes.

At the end of Curacao's eyes, there are a deeper mark on the lower eyelids and several long lower eyelids, which look more like a cat.

Hinata Riki mainly looked at her thickened lower eyelids.

Curacao also focused on his lower eyelids.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, and Gin repeated the cold voice, "Curacao, what are you doing here?"

"I found the trace of that little mouse." Curacao blinked, briefly looked away, and glanced at Ginjiu.

It is related to Little Mouse, and other codename members in Tokyo also know the situation, and there is only one related task.

It was the traitor who was both a member of the laboratory and checked Hinata's reasonable information a few months ago and fled in a hurry.

The answer to the question Hinata asked just now was also related to the traitor.

When the meeting time was about to come, Gin received a message from a member of the organization, and the other party said that he had found a clue about the traitor and was pursuing the traitor, so he waited for a moment.

As a result, the pursuit process of the organization was extremely intense and lost its mobile phone. It could only grab the mobile phone of passers-by and send him a message.

The phone cannot transmit bullets, and it cannot shoot from the air to destroy this waste.

Gin could only ask the other party’s location, the direction to go, and the vehicle she was currently riding, and explained the characteristics of her vehicle.

Now, vodka is driving there, and the distance is very close, only a few streets away.

Of course, the premise is that the little mouse did not jump to 108,000 meters away.

Gin glanced at Hinata Riri who heard the sound, and found that the black-haired ghost's eyes seemed to be a little bigger, so she frowned.

Curacao said calmly: "That guy, now..."

There was another rapid sound of cars, and a car was parked beside Curacao.

The car's window rolled down, revealing a blond, black-haired man and a bruised face with bullets.

It's blonde Hero.

Hinata glanced at it and found that the blonde Hiro had a cold face.

He withdrew his gaze without interest, and continued to look at Curacao in the blonde Hero's gaze, and Curacao also looked at him in the gin's gaze.

While looking at each other, there was a background sound, and the blonde Hero said, "Lock the position of the traitor."