Standing in the middle of nowhere, the trio of the Junior Detective Corps looked at the overgrown environment, but didn't ask what kind of exaggerated apartment could be built in such a place.

They didn't have much hope for Kurosawa's residence, but instead thought that the pistol that Kurosawa had just taken out in the car was very interesting, and if it could be shown off in the class, it would be very popular.

"Brother Kurosawa, where did you get that snack gun that shoots desserts? I want to buy one too!"

The novelty was defenseless for elementary school students, and the trio gathered around Kurosawa Silver and chattered, and the waves of attacks made him so loud that he finally had to wave them to stop.

His head is really a little sore now, and he wants to lie down on the soft sofa or bed for a nap early, where can he withstand such a toss from the Junior Detective Group?

Seeing Kurosawa Silver pretending to be weak again, the naïve young detective group immediately believed it, and without saying a word, they staggered back and walked a distance of two meters, the order was so good that it was estimated that their teachers or parents would not be able to get this result under an order, and it was foreseeable that Kurosawa Gin's prestige in the minds of the trio was indeed very high.

"I invented the snack gun myself. The distance was widened, the air was fresh, the circulation was clear, Kurosawa Silver was smoother and more comfortable, and he quickly answered for the trio of the Junior Detective Group, but it was only to the point, "It's a pity that it is very difficult to make zuò, if you are good, I can give you a handful of fun." ”

The trio's eyes lit up, and they immediately nodded their heads and pecked rice with chickens, and their faces bloomed.

"Is that really that good? I don't think it's any different from a normal model gun, it's just a little better-made. Conan glanced at the excited trio in a slightly surprised way, not knowing how schoolchildren's heads grew to be interested in such a toy that launched snacks.

In his opinion, if you really want a snack gun similar to Kurosawa Gin's take, wouldn't it be enough to exchange a model gun for a bullet, and use it to make such a fuss?

Gray Hara glanced at Conan silently, and didn't say much.

Laymen don't understand the jargon, and no matter how much they say, it's useless. Is the model of the bullet said that it can be replaced?

Not to mention that it is difficult to grasp the shape of the soft and crunchy candy chocolate, even if it is a metal bullet, if you change the size and model to be usable, all pistols are estimated to have the same diameter of the bullet, where do you need to match?

What's more, Kurosawa Silver also played with Tokarev just now, although it was soon returned to Kurosawa Silver, but Gray Plain, who has lived in the organization for a period of time, can easily see that in addition to its weight and function, this Tokarev is a real gun, but the weapon has been replaced with a sweet.

She didn't know how Kurosawa had reduced the speed of the bullet to that point, but there was no doubt that if she used her real skills, even a crispy chocolate ball would still be able to shoot through an iron plate at a rapid speed, and it would not leave any bullet marks.

At least this gun, if it appears in the organization, it is also in short supply, but I don't know where Kurosawa Silver got it, if it is really improved by Kurosawa Silver with a real gun, then his mechanical talent is indeed powerful.

Conan said that this kind of gun is not valuable, that is because he does not know the goods, of course, this illiterate goods, is based on Conan's eyesight, he did not get the pistol, naturally he can't distinguish this unique value, in fact, his eyesight is not bad, but the preconceived concept is too strong.

If Kurosawa Silver shot through the iron plate at the beginning, then Conan may be able to judge the value of this gun faster than her, but it just so happened that Kurosawa Silver used the gun twice in front of Conan, both with a soft minimum force, which in Conan's opinion, is at most a toy to find some tricks for the way to eat.

Looking at the young detective group who followed Kurosawa Silver calmly and leisurely in the jungle, the corners of Gray Yuan's lips suddenly hooked up a faint smile, but it quickly disappeared.

She was now looking forward to what Mr. Detective's expression would look at when Kurosawa's pistol was truly powerful.

Before that, you have to let Kurosawa Gin's swollen and tall face disappear, otherwise where will the majesty come from.

Ash Yuan sighed lightly, searching in his mind for ways to reduce swelling, and prepared to go to Kurosawa's house for a while to find the materials and see if they could be of some use.

The only thing she's worried about now is whether the house this guy lives in the suburbs will be the kind of dilapidated old house that doesn't have a refrigerator to find ice...... Block......

"It seems that my worries are unfounded. After walking for about three or four minutes, Kurosawa and his party quickly shuttled through the dense trees and came to the edge of a lake.

To be able to own such a luxurious villa alone in such a remote place, at least Gray Yuan felt full of eyes.

The cousin of the juvenile detective group was even more incredulous, and after his eyes widened, he rushed to the gate of the villa without saying a word, and was dozens of meters ahead of Kurosawa Silver, who was originally leading the way, before stopping, rolling and playing in the garden.

"Brother Kurosawa, aren't you a rich second generation?" Conan was also surprised that Kurosawa Silver could have such a big villa at his age, even the villa of Xiaolan's friend Suzuki Sonoko was just like that, and even in terms of design, the delicacy of this villa was even better, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Even if I wanted to ask my parents for money, they wouldn't give it to me. Kurosawa Gin's expression was a little sad when he said this, but he quickly perked up and smiled slightly, "So, this villa is my own foundation, although there are still two years of mortgage unpaid, but it is still my own." ”

"It's already amazing. Conan sighed, "Private villas, I don't know when I'll have one." ”

Kurosawa Silver glanced at Conan, and said the same as the truth, judging from your monthly salary on that website, you can buy a villa of your own in a year at most, where to blow what to blow, people who don't know really think you are poor.

But Kurosawa Silver didn't break this sentence in his heart, so it would be too bad for Conan to save face.

What's more, in his eyes, he can also see that Conan will not buy it even if he has the money.

Because Conan not only does not lack an address, but most of the money in his hand is probably spent on the task of publishing on that website, the reason is very simple, probably to knock on the side to find out the clues of the black-clothed organization, but unfortunately it has been in vain again and again, and the house happened to be blown up once when the hand was tight, so that it was necessary to collect funds again.

Kurosawa Silver maliciously wondered if Conan's first time buying a house was the first time he was newly married, and strode forward, and now the door was fingerprinted, and after making sure that the villa was empty, he was relieved to let the group of the Junior Detective Group run in, he didn't want these underage elementary school students to be frightened by some fierce gods.