Chapter 924: The Self-cultivation of a Pretender"Lan, Fujino-senpai!"
Suddenly, Sonoko's voice was heard. When everyone looked, they saw a Harley motorcycle driving on the deserted and blocked street. She was sitting in the extra single-person cabin hanging from the motorcycle ridden by Suzuki Jirokichi, holding the big dog 'Lupin', and waving at everyone.
Fujino turned his face away subconsciously: "..."
The symptoms of Sonoko being a social terrorist are becoming more and more serious.
There were at least several thousand people gathered on both sides of the street, and they just came over here waving and shouting?
Sonoko took off his helmet, jumped off the motorcycle, and asked Fujino, "Is that Kaito Kidd here, Senior?"
"For now... not yet."
Fujino felt his scalp tingling as he sensed the gazes coming from all around him.
Hearing this, Yuanzi lowered his chin and said, "Is that so? I was planning to see you capture that guy alive, Senior."
Fujino: "..."
That may disappoint you!
Is it possible that I am actually in cahoots with that guy?
"Hey!"
Ginzo Nakamori noticed the high-profile appearance of the Suzuki uncle and nephew, and ran over to Suzuki Jirokichi and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's going on with the helicopter in the sky? The police helicopters that they interfered with can't take off!"
"This is all in preparation for the filming of my autobiographical movie."
Suzuki Jirokichi didn't care at all. He glanced at a black truck with no markings next to the museum and said, "All the helicopter footage will be transmitted to that broadcast truck. It is much more efficient than your police."
As he spoke, he turned to Yuanzi and the crowd and said, "You are all here. We can't just stay outside the blockade. Why don't we go inside the broadcast vehicle and take a look?"
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Everyone followed Suzuki Jirokichi into the broadcast vehicle.
Inside the broadcast truck, many large screens are hung on the walls of the truck, and staff sit in front of the monitors, monitoring the images on them.
Hattori Heiji took a quick look and couldn't help but complain: "Compared to a broadcast vehicle, what you prepared is more like a war meeting room, old man, right?"
"You, a charcoal boy, have good taste!"
"Black...Black Charcoal Boy?"
“That’s right!”
Conan smiled and said, "Brother Hattori is a dark man himself!"
Fujino glanced at Hattori Heiji and nodded silently: "Indeed."
"You guys..." Hattori Heiji's eyebrows twitched when he heard this.
By the way, why do you all like to make a fuss about my skin color?
Black lives matter, okay?!
After getting rid of the reporters' entanglement, the white horse who followed over glanced at a black chicken and secretly sighed in his heart: "Fortunately, I am white and my name is also Bai Ma, otherwise I would probably be persecuted like this."
"..."
Nakamori Ginzo didn't pay attention to the high school detectives, but asked Suzuki Jirokichi in confusion: "Are the images here all from the helicopter?"
"of course not."
Suzuki Jirokichi explained in a deep voice: "In addition to the footage from the helicopter, there are also footage from more than a hundred cameras in the museum. If anything, it can be considered a mobile combat meeting room."
"Mobile war room?"
Nakamori Ginzo showed a dead fish eye, and his previous dissatisfaction with the old man was completely gone along with these professional equipment.
Speaking of efficiency, their efficiency is indeed high...
Damn, if I had a configuration like this, how could Kidd not be able to catch him?
Thinking of this, Nakamori felt envious.
Fujino glanced at Nakamori, who was about to drool, and felt helpless.
Nakamori is in the Metropolitan Police Department, so he has a lot of resources at his disposal. After all, it is about catching an international-level thief, so the importance of this case goes without saying...
Just asking for money to upgrade equipment is impossible.
The Metropolitan Police Department has a lot of small idiots, and the equipment is ready-made. You can use it if you want, but as for the money... I can only say that no matter where the leader is transferred, it is impossible to talk about money!
Nakamori Ginzo glanced at it enviously, and suddenly noticed the blind spot: "By the way, don't you have any manpower arranged inside your museum?"
"of course not."
Suzuki Jirokichi said confidently: "Kaito Kid's disguise technique is just a disguise after all. As long as there is no one in the museum, then he won't be able to disguise himself, right?"
"As long as he shows up in the museum, I will directly block the museum's steel door and trap him to death inside!"
"But as for the details, we still have to wait until he comes over. After all, he said in the notice letter that he would come over to take away the miracle of the sea."
"I want to see how he walks!"
Fujino knew what the stroll was. He glanced at the monitor and reminded, "Come to think of it, if you want to see what kind of stroll it is, I guess we'll be able to see it soon..."
"Here comes the guy."
"Ok?"
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"Master, we are almost at our destination!"
"I'll trouble you with the following matters, Mr. Terai!"
On a helicopter hovering in the sky, Kuroba Kaito responded to Terai Huangzhisuke who was driving the helicopter, threw down a thin steel cable with a hook, fixed it to the edge of the roof wall of one of the buildings, then grabbed a bag and jumped off the helicopter.
"Lord Kidd!"
The moment the white figure appeared in the dark night sky, rhythmic cheers of support broke out all around.
As a show-off, Kuroba Kaito looked at the crowd below with satisfaction, circled in the air, and then landed on the building on the other side and fixed the steel cable.
"Final check... the cape is OK, the player is OK, and the fixture is also OK!"
Kuroba Kaito took out all his tools, searched through them, then put on his black cloak and glanced down at his image:
"Black and other things can indeed hide themselves under the cover of night."
"Because you're an assassin, do you have to be secretive?"
"I look a lot like Fujino now..."
Muttering something, he stood up, climbed up the parapet railing, jumped down from it, and took out a smoke bomb similar to a steel pipe.
"boom!"
A violent explosion sounded.
Kaito Kidd appeared in the sky in front of the museum street.
As a qualified pretender, Kuroba Kaito adheres to the self-cultivation of a pretender.
He threw away the black cloak in the smoke, and then waved the cloak when the smoke dissipated, striking a cool pose with his hands in his pockets.
After a brief moment of silence, enjoying the cheers of the crowd below, he opened his arms and broadcast his voice from the button microphone on his collar through the small loudspeaker mounted on his body:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please open your eyes and see the miracle I will create the night before I take action!"
"..."
Fujino looked at Kuroba Kaito on the monitor with dead eyes.
He knew that the loudspeaker device used by Kuroba Kaito was the same model as Conan's, and could be said to be made by the same person, Terai Kōnosuke, who recently purchased it from Dr. Agasa.
But the effect of using it...
What I mean is, it was originally designed for Conan to remotely impersonate Kogoro Mori and act like a ghost, but how come it is just used for showing off in your hands?
Fujino complained silently in his heart, and subconsciously touched the necklace around his neck.
I really want to rush up and chop this pretentious guy twice!
(End of this chapter)
