The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and seventy-nine [innocent passing by]

In short, although criminals and detectives are naturally hostile, they are now firmly bound to a plane that is about to crash, and Jiang Xia has kindly replaced them

"Flying an airplane" is an extremely dangerous position for members of the organization. At this time, Maya Hashimoto actually appreciated this detective a little more in his heart.

At this time, another outlaw lunatic knew nothing about the sympathy between criminals. Kaito Kuroba left the cab and glanced back.

Confirming that there is no one around, he raised his hand and fumbled for the cuff that Jiang Xia touched just now. I don't know if it was trained by beating people all the year round, but this detective's hand speed is no slower than that of a magician - the moment Jiang Xia stopped him just now, it seemed that something had been stuffed in.

Quickly Kuroba Kaito found it. Since it is a mist-like sheet, it is like an extremely thin felt when stacked together.

As soon as it was taken out, it gradually became fluffy, and soon expanded into a cloud of smoke, which was gently held on the hand.

Kaito Kuroba was stunned: "What the **** is this?" Judging from its shape and color, it resembled the smoke from a burning cigarette.

The amazing thing is that this cloud of smoke can be touched, and it doesn't condense.

"Forget it, let's get down to business first." Kaito Kuroba was full of question marks, but he didn't have time to return to the cockpit to ask.

He folded the thing and stuffed it back into his cuff, then walked quickly to the hatch, pressed the button to open it, and slammed the hatch open.

With a loud bang, the tattered cabin door that had already been hit was suddenly swept away by the wind, and the strong wind rushed in, causing the plane to shake slightly.

Kaito Kuroba tore off his disguise, and instantly switched to his own white suit. The cloak behind him fluttered fiercely in the wind, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "My clothes are the most comfortable...!" Before he finished speaking, another gust of air came, pulling on his big cloak, and shaking him off. out of the plane.

"..." The corners of Kidd's eyes twitched, and he struggled to maintain his balance, maintaining the calmness of a top phantom thief: "... Well, it's very convenient to get off the plane, and you don't have to find the time to jump off the plane yourself." While talking, he looked around.

Seeing that there was no one in the sky, or that there was no Mist Tengu, Kuroba Kaito heaved a sigh of relief after being disappointed. Very well, the embarrassing scene of being dragged out of the plane was not seen by any audience.

But the bad thing is, if the glider breaks down or is beaten up by the police, there will be no temporary accomplices who will come from the sky to help you out.

"Has Wutengu returned to his hometown when passing through Tokyo?" Kidd muttered,

"I heard that monsters are very territorial and have stayed in England for a while. He is probably on the verge of returning home now." Kidd pondered the strange psychology of monsters every day, while flipping over in the air, facing below.

The cloak behind him unfolded in an instant, turning into a small triangular hang glider. After getting away from the plane, Kidd regained the usual feeling of flying in the air without the chaotic airflow.

He raised his hand and pressed the monocular lens, and quickly locked on to the shore and was besieging

"Kidd"'s police car adjusted its direction and flew over. ...that long string is hunting

The police cars of "Strange Thief Kidd" had poured into a park at this time, surrounding the fountain pool in the park.

Shinjo Isao, wearing Kaitou Kidd's clothes, fled for a long time, but was finally forced to the withered sculpture in the center of the fountain. He climbed to the top with his arms and legs, and then suddenly found that he couldn't get down.

It seems that life is more important than a handsome appearance. Xinzhuang Gong had no choice but to yell loudly: "I'm not Kaitou Kidd, I just put on his clothes to cosplay! Help! Put me down first!" The Mumu Police Department who came to help looked up at the guy in white: "It turned out that I was just catching strange thieves... Fortunately, it wasn't a murderer."

"What's 'just', do you have any dissatisfaction with my sacred work?" Nakamori Police Department snorted, then turned to stare at the guy on the sculpture,

"It's not a strange thief, why are you running away!" Xin Zhuang Gong felt very wronged: "So many police cars are chasing after you, so whoever doesn't run away."

"Nonsense, ordinary citizens won't run away when they see the police!" Nakamori Police Department raised his finger firmly,

"Admit it, you are Kidd!"

"..." The Mumu Police Department looked up at the strange thief, and couldn't see Kidd's demeanor—although the first search section he was in usually had nothing to do with thieves, but recently, the place where Kidd haunted Some murder cases also appeared one after another, and the Mumu Police Department was barely familiar with this strange thief.

As for the guy in front of him who can't get down after climbing, he can only ask the police for help, no matter how you look at it, he is very different from the strange thief.

At this time, looking at the police department from the corner of the eye, I suddenly noticed something.

"Uh, Nakamori." He interrupted the one who was pressing on the shelf

Colleague of "Phantom Thief Kidd", raised the chubby finger to point to the sky,

"Look at what that is." Police Department Nakamori glanced casually, and saw a man in white clothes soaring in the sky with a hang glider on his back in the night sky.

He snorted disdainfully: "Do you still need to ask, it must be Kidd." Police Department Mumu: "..." Police Department Zhongmori: "..." Looking at each other for a moment, Police Department Zhongmori suddenly recovered,

"Kidd?!...Who is this guy on the sculpture?!" The fake phantom thief looked up at the real phantom thief who helped him clear his suspicion, with a moved expression on his face: "Of course I'm just a man pretending to be Kidd." You're a fan." Megure Police Department: "..." Are you really a fan, but you even wear your monocle backwards.

Originally, the Megure Police Department felt that the first search section was inefficient. But seeing this colleague now, he silently straightened his back, gaining a little more confidence and confidence.

The Nakamori police department also has its own advantages: never give up after killing the target~IndoMTL.com~ He waved his big hand: "Let's go, go and catch the real Kidd!"...The string of police cars that had stopped originally, restarted Started in a long queue and headed for a new goal in the sky.

On the road, the police car chased the figure in the sky and rushed away, with red and blue police lights interspersed, like a striking guiding belt.

They beep their horns at vehicles ahead. Curacao pushed the plain glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced at the group of policemen behind him in the rearview mirror.

The instinct of organizing cadres made her almost kick the gas pedal and fly away. But soon she reacted, hanging on the gas pedal with high heels to forcefully hold back.

In the end, Curacao just turned the steering wheel, slid the car over to the side of the road like a novice driver, and stopped.

Then she watched the police car speed past her. I still don't forget that after the police car left, he showed a curious look of eating melons.

After the police car had completely gone away, Curacao sat back in his seat and regained his calm expression. She followed the direction of the police car, looked up out of the window, and saw a striking white dot floating in the sky.