50. The gangster in the world
"Oh, it seems that you have been doing well in the past few days, and your face has become more moisturized."
In a freshly decorated coffee shop, two high school boys sat opposite each other on the sofa. The person who was talking was holding his chin, holding a straw in his mouth like boring, and his eyelids drooped and aimed at the person opposite him.
The person opposite was wearing a loose gray sweatshirt, holding a cup of boiled water in his hand, and his face was a little sleepy under the sun.
Although the skin is good, it is not moisturizing.
"Ask me out, what's wrong?" Chen Xing asked.
Kuroyuki Kui slammed the table, "Okay, you bastard, have you forgotten that the last time I took a big risk to save you? You promised to treat me to a meal, I..."
Chen Xing took out a tissue without changing his face, wiped the milk tea that was sprayed on the sleeve of the guy, "I thought I wanted to treat you to a big meal."
"I'm very satisfied, okay." Kuaido snorted, sucking the pearl at the bottom of the cup.
"So, do you want to do another vote?" Chen Xing looked at him and said curiously.
"..." Kaidou glanced at him sideways, "Please, if you read less, don't use words to describe it indiscriminately. What does it mean to do a vote? Am I a gangster?"
Chen Xing shrugged, "You are a magician and an artist."
Kuaido looked at it, "Why do I feel like this is always a bit ironic when you say it?"
Chen Xingran smiled a little, “Is there any?”
Kuaido smiled and said, "It's even more obvious to you."
After saying that, the two rolled their eyes to each other.
"Okay, let's talk about serious things." Kuaido coughed lightly, looked around alertly, waved to him, and signaled him to come over.
Chen Xing had no choice but to know that it was definitely an important matter, so he leaned over solemnly.
"Can I pack a signature cake when I leave later?" Kuaido blinked expectantly.
"..." Chen Xing.
He stood up expressionlessly and planned to leave.
"Hey, just kidding, don't be anxious." Kuaido quickly pulled him back.
"Actually, I have something to ask you to help." His face became serious.
Chen Xing nodded, "What's the name?"
Kuaido was stunned, "What's the name?"
"Which collection of Yuanzi's family have you focused on again?" Chen Xing said: "Tell me the name, I'll ask Yuanzi if she can lend it to you for fun."
Kuaido's eyes hopped and beat the table, "Who is going to tell you this!"
Chen Xing felt embarrassed, raised his hand and signaled him to continue.
"Have you heard of the difference between the evening?" Kuaidou said with a serious expression.
Chen Xing blinked subconsciously.
Kuaidou felt aroused in his heart, "Do you have an impression?"
"It seems like I've heard of it somewhere." Chen Xing wasn't sure, "but if you want to talk about impressions, there is no."
Kaito said, "I'm going there."
Chen Xing didn't ask for the reason, but he just wondered, "What are you going to do with me?"
Kaito raised his eyebrows, "Of course I'm going with me."
"Can anyone go to the place you mentioned?" Chen Xing asked.
"Of course not, there must be an invitation this time."
"Does the other party give you an invitation letter? Do you know your identity?"
"No." Kaito said for granted: "I didn't receive it."
"..." Chen Xing leaned back and said, "What are you talking about here without an invitation?"
Kaito smiled faintly, "This time the people invited were all a bit famous detective, and the signature of the invitation was the thief Kidd."
Chen Xing was surprised, "Someone pretended to be you?"
"That's right, and that confused detective also received the invitation." Kuaido said with a smile.
Chen Xing thought about it, since Kogoro Mouri went, Conan would definitely not be absent. In this way, wouldn’t he have to have another murder case?
"I have an idea about covering up my identity during this trip." Kuaido came over and said.
Chen Xing looked at the cunning in his eyes and inexplicably guessed, "You are not trying to target Uncle Maori, right?"
Kaito was surprised without any concealment, "Can you guess?"
After saying that, he pounded his palms and said with a smile: "Sure enough, your heart is so bad."
Chen Xing touched his forehead. He obviously guessed what you thought, but why did it become my heartbroken?
"What about me?" he asked, "If I were with you, what is my identity?"
"Come on, let's make a good deal."
...
In the evening a few days later.
Under the gloomy sky, a private car drove up on the quiet road around the mountain, but suddenly trembled when turning, and then slowly stopped on the side of the road.
"Uncle, it's a tire blown." Conan lay on the car window and looked at it.
Kogoro Mori got off the car with a depressed look on his face. He opened the trunk and found that he didn't even have spare tires.
"It's raining all night long," he smacked his lips.
I think he is a famous detective, but he is a car owner. If he hadn't come to such a remote place to drive a sports car, he would definitely not have rented such an insecure car again.
"Hey, there is a gas station in front." Mori Ran said in surprise.
There is a rest area for a gas station less than 100 meters ahead. Kogoro Mori raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "There is another village when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright."
At the same time, in the gas station, Kuaido held a telescope in his hand and took everything that happened on the road around the mountain to see.
"Dongyaodongyao, I am Dongguai. The fat sheep is in place, ready to take action!" he said excitedly.
Next to him, Chen Xing silently put the fast food paper bag that had been slit up several holes on his head and picked up the wooden stick.
Kuaido glanced at him accidentally and said quickly: "Don't, your hand is not allowed to kill him, use this."
He handed over the handkerchief with ether spray.
So, when the whistle detective walked into the gas station and pushed open the door with a kind look on his face, a guy with a fast food paper bag appeared in front of him.
"Is fast food sales so hard now?" Kogoro Mouri was stunned.
Then, a handkerchief was slapped on his face.
The smell that was no stranger made him stare suddenly widen his eyes, but the judo technique he used subconsciously was lightly transformed by the other party. The next second he closed his eyes and fainted.
"This uncle is not simple either." Kuaido said, touching his chin.
"Hurry up the time." Chen Xing said.
Next, Kuaito took off the detective's coat, put on the special disguised mask, cleared his throat, and seemed to be the awake Kogoro Mouri.
Chen Xing, who was standing beside him, also made the pre-prepared disguise properly, and when he looked up, he became an ordinary black-skinned young man.
"Very good, the mountain guide at the local gas station." Kuaido's tone became absent, and he patted Chen Xing's shoulder in the tone of the detective.
"Will it be seen?" Chen Xing was still a little worried, after all, what he had to face next was a somewhat strange detective.
"Don't worry, I'll cover you." Kuaido put his tie in and walked out first.
As for Kogoro Mouri, he will sleep in the lounge until tomorrow.
...
"This is Mr. Yoshitaro."
"Mori Kogoro' introduced while changing the tires for the car: "I thought it was so dark and it was going to rain soon. It would be better to have a local person leading the way when entering the mountain."
Maori Ran didn't doubt that he was there, but just whispered: "But if we go to that other restaurant, can we have so many of us?"
"No problem." Kaito said indifferently: "At worst, you can go to the place and let him go down the mountain by himself."
Having said that, it will rain soon, so it is impossible to go down the mountain, not to mention that he has already made up his mind to let Chen Xing accompany him.
Conan lay on the car window and looked at the silent black-skinned young man. Perhaps because he had a similar skin color to one of his black friends, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
"Why are you still staying in the car? Why don't you hand me a wrench!" Kuaido roared.
Conan suddenly shrank his neck, "Okay~"
Chapter completed!