flstandardbreds Chapter 152 It's not me, don't look.
Chapter 152 It's not me, don't look.
Remove the unidentified object, which is suspected to be from the inner vault.
Heiji Hattori looked at Conan with a bewildered expression, who suddenly changed his demeanor.
"Kudo...Shinichi?" Hattori Heiji looked at the familiar face, his face turning pale and then red...and slowly uttered the four words.
At that moment, he finally remembered the photo he had glimpsed in the newspaper earlier.
As for why he mistook Fukushiro for someone else, it's because... he didn't pay much attention to the photos.
"You..." Shinichi Kudo's pupils contracted sharply as he looked down at his own body.
He never expected it to grow so big at this time.
Seeing Heiji Hattori's puzzled look, Shinichi Kudo quickly explained, "My true identity is actually Shinichi Kudo. I didn't disappear; I was just shrunk by a drug administered by a black-clad organization. Now, all you need to do is give me a set of clothes, and once I'm dressed, I'll immediately teach you detective skills."
Hattori Heiji's lips twitched... He glanced at the FBI agent who had already passed out inside the car.
Shinichi Kudo instantly understood what the other person meant, "How am I supposed to take off their clothes like this..."
"Phew..." Hattori Heiji let out a deep breath. Although he had too many questions, he decided to wait until the other person was dressed before asking.
He closed the car windows and doors... and then began to pull off the agent's clothes.
The other person was wearing a gray suit and was quite tall; it would probably fit Shinichi Kudo perfectly.
However, since the other person was unconscious, it was difficult to take off their clothes.
Shinichi Kudo covered his groin again, refusing to make a move...
Therefore, Hattori Heiji's movements were a bit too large, which caused the car to sway.
..........
"Why isn't Conan back yet?" Ran looked out the window with some worry.
Since the vehicles being monitored were not in the same location, Ran's was in the southwest corner of the detective agency, while Heiji Hattori and Conan's were in the southeast corner.
Moreover, they only returned with peace of mind after hearing from Shen'erge that the two had already dealt with their target.
But, so much time has passed...
"Don't worry." Fuheshen patted Xiaolan on the shoulder. "He'll be fine."
There's no need to worry about Death... Aside from that extraterrestrial demon, there's practically no one in this world capable of killing Conan.
For example, he encountered a situation where the survival rate of drug A was reduced by 0.001%.
When faced with danger, they always manage to survive in ways that are both extremely illogical and perfectly logical.
Therefore, there are only two reasons why they haven't returned.
The first possibility is that Heiji Hattori deliberately reveals his identity, or Heiji Hattori discovers Conan's identity and the two of them are dawdling over it.
Secondly, Gin must have lost his mind for some reason, and came over to inspect the mischievous brat's performance, only to be discovered by Conan... who then chased after him with Heiji Hattori.
However... the second possibility is almost zero, after all, Gin isn't that free.
"Then, let's go take a look together..." Xiaolan was still a little worried.
"Whatever you want..." Fuhei Shen'er glanced at Lan indifferently, walked to the entrance of the detective agency, opened the door, and went downstairs.
Xiao Lan followed closely behind Shen Er.
Upon reaching the ground floor, the sensory superhuman Voldemort clearly noticed a car shaking violently...
Fushiguro tilted his head... What are Shinichi Kudo and Heiji Hattori doing?
“Lan…” Fuheishen walked to Lan’s side and whispered in her ear, “I’m a little hungry. You go back and cook first. I will find him.”
Feeling the warm breeze on her ears, Xiaolan, though already used to it, still couldn't help feeling a little shy. "I-I know..."
She listened to Shen'erge; if Shen'erge said he would find it, then he definitely would...
After all, Shen'erge is invincible.
She took out her phone and glanced at the time; it showed exactly 12:00.
"Oops... I forgot." Xiaolan patted her head, mimicking Shen'er's gesture. "My memory isn't very good."
Fu Heishen's lips twitched.
He suspected that Xiaolan did it on purpose.
After Xiaolan returned to the detective agency to cook, Fu Heishen walked indifferently toward the swaying car.
He opened his phone, grinned, and started recording a video.
"Hurry up and get dressed." Shinichi Kudo's voice was clearly anxious.
"No way, why are you like this?" Hattori Heiji's panting voice rang out. "I'm not tired just having to move! Get moving, will you..."
Ding... Recording stopped.
Fuhesh put the phone away.
Reaching out, ready to open the car door, click...
"Who?!" Shinichi Kudo's panicked voice rang out.
"Have you seen a little boy dressed in strange clothes?" Fuheshen asked calmly.
"He..." Hattori Heiji wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, Kudo Shinichi interrupted him.
“I saw it. He said his friend asked him to play video games, so he left first,” Shinichi Kudo explained quickly.
Given his current appearance and the scene... if his identity were truly exposed, wouldn't he be mortally killed in front of Shengege?
However... I felt a little warm inside, knowing that even though I hadn't been back for so long, she was still worried about me.
This guy... really.
Hattori Heiji understood and nodded, "Yeah, yeah, that brat is really something..."
“That’s true.” Fuheshen’er pulled the car door open slightly, looked at the somewhat indecent scene inside, and asked, “What…are you doing? Why aren’t you dressed?”
"And...you are, Shinichi Kudo?" Fukushige continued to ask.
Shinichi Kudo froze instantly upon seeing the car door opened....
He looked down at his naked body, then at the panting Hattori Heiji...
He covered his face with one hand and his private parts with the other, saying, "It wasn't me, you've mistaken me for someone else."
"It really was you." Fuheishen glanced at it indifferently. "I didn't expect..."
At this point, Fuheshchen clicked his tongue.
"Uh..." Shinichi Kudo was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say.
He wanted to cover his face and run away, but... he had no clothes.
That dark-skinned guy was standing there for ages trying to get a single piece of clothing off, it was really infuriating!
If Heiji Hattori knew what Shinichi Kudo was thinking, he would definitely refute him.
You can't see the overalls this guy is wearing underneath!
"Do me a favor..." Shinichi Kudo forced a strained smile. "Could you help me find a jacket? I've lost my clothes."
"Oh? You mean you lost it while having sex in the car?" Fuheishen coldly speculated.
Shinichi Kudo took a deep breath, wanting to explain something...
Fearing that passersby might come from other directions, he could only offer an awkward yet polite smile. (Standard Flame Fist expression.)
“Yes, that’s it…” Shinichi Kudo’s smile was more like a grimace.
"No, you, how could you do this?!" Hattori Heiji's pupils contracted sharply upon hearing this. "He is..."
"Hattori!" Shinichi Kudo looked at the other person with pleading, even begging, eyes.
“Heh... I refuse.” Fukushiro replied coldly, “Shinichi Kudo, huh? Nothing special.”
Having said that, Fuheishen turned and walked towards the office.
After confirming that the two were just playing a game, he decided not to waste any more time there.
Instead of watching here, I'd rather go back and play some games with Lan.