Chapter 212 - O free people

"Yo, Conan."

Du Kang greeted him with a smile, and saw that Conan didn't care about himself at all, just like he didn't care about Xiaolan in the past, and only indulged in the case, and suddenly Du Kang felt unhappy.

"Yo, smash."

Du Kang's words finally got a response from Conan-

Supercilious

However, Conan can also be regarded as confirming, Du Kang is indeed covering for that person.

Conan's three questions can be turned into two and a half.

"Your colleagues again?" For Conan, Du Kang is completely supernatural, so it is not too difficult to understand that Du Kang met some colleagues in the woods.

"Sort of." Du Kang replied casually, and then felt that Youzuo and his colleague were not equal, and added, "It should be regarded as a friend." ”

"Meeting a friend in the woods?" Conan was still tempted.

"Well, friends of other businesses." Du Kang heard Conan's temptation and deliberately teased Conan.

"Other business? What business? ”

"Without him, I'm continuing to hold a meeting in the grove called Breton."

"." Conan knew very well that Du Kang meant the dollar-gold system, and then instinctively thought that Du Kang was.

Although Du Kang's ability to talk nonsense is just as frustrating as his ability to occasionally explode skills. Although it is not easy to judge which one really sees the future and which one is Zhonger Kang, so this kind of content that is not in his professional field, Conan thinks that Du Kang is.

After all, Du Kang's birthplace is buried with a man who pretends to be crazy and stupid.

"Wait, see what Dad has laid for you." As if he had drunk high, Du Kang rubbed Conan's head, who was observing the car.

"Let's go in and take a look, that friend has seen it, there are no car bombs or anything, and you don't have to worry about dying or the car suddenly starting but not being able to brake." Du Kang said.

"He knows a lot about bombs, and he knows a lot about cars." As if to solve a puzzle in front of Du Kang, Conan translated Du Kang's words straightforwardly.

"He understands bombs, but he doesn't understand the people who plant bombs and the people who want to use the people who plant them to get to their goals." Du Kang opened the car door for Conan, pulled out the cigarette lighter that had been warmed up a long time ago, and refilled the cigarette butt in his mouth.

"Smoke less, lung cancer." Conan didn't know why Du Kang added such a sentence, but just watched him light his cigarette frequently, and reminded him from the position of a friend.

"There are two sides to everything, for example, if you were in the wild with a snake and an eagle in the wild, who would you help?"

"Your ability to give examples is not very good, I suggest you don't do this when talking about girlfriends." Conan responded to Du Kang like a veteran in the love field.

"If you slaughter the snake, it's standard martial arts style. Have you heard of the Condor Heroes...... Trilogy...... The sequel of Heaven and Dragon Slaying is also super interesting, black jade intermittent ointment or something, super powerful......"

"And what about the eagle that is slaughtered?" Conan said casually, motioning for Du Kang to switch the subject.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Du Kang held out his right arm with a cigarette.

"Wait for a thousand years."

"Wait a minute."

"Wait for a thousand years."

"I have no regrets."

Bump –

The car door was closed by Conan from the inside, leaving Du Kang to entertain himself outside.

The headlights are turned on by Conan, and Dukang sits on the hood, fiddling with the exposure button of a film machine.

Raising his arms high, facing the uncovered starry sky where the leaves of the trees intertwine in the sky, long exposure.

"What's going on?" Within half a minute, police officers had already arrived near the car, and then the mountain village was panting, looking at Du Kang, who was sitting on the hood with a camera.

Du Kang threw the camera to Yamamura and jumped off the hood.

"Wash it out, there are footprints in it, don't worry about your subordinates guessing the branches, or bringing something that isn't here here, ruining the scene." Du Kang instructed not to evaluate the professional ability of the Japanese police, "By the way, the last one is my private photo, remember to keep the negatives for me." ”

"As for the car, you didn't get in."

"I lit a cigarette with the cigarette lighter inside." The window glass slowly fell, and Conan said, holding a handkerchief between his right index and middle fingers, "If there are fingerprints elsewhere, you are welcome to suspect my 'father'." ”

Conan highly emphasized the word "father", which means that he can kill his relatives in righteousness.

Immediately, all the police officers present noticed Conan, who was sitting in the cab.

"There are no more corpses." Conan seemed to have gathered enough clues he wanted, opened the car door, and walked over to Du Kang.

"It's kind of funny, as if to say, I just need to kill that person and have no interest in anyone else at all." Du Kang commented on Conan's words, "It's a bit appeasement." ”

………………

"Well, what does it feel like to see the building fall for the second time."

In a café called John Doe, Gin smokes a cigarette, and Mizuno stands next to him.

The words of gin are easy to understand, and the last time was at Christmas.

There was a corpse lying on the ground.

On the floor of a café surrounded by many cars, lies a once well-dressed figure.

"Heart attack?" Shui Wuren said this, not so much a rhetorical question, but a certainty.

"Obviously, I drank something that I shouldn't have drunk and then induced a heart attack." Walking into the coffee shop is Kevin Brown, an active rising star in the political scene.

Unlike some people who didn't even touch the government's budget before taking office, Kevin Brown has a position in the Justice Department and has a lot of political records.

As if he had known that this was the main master, Gin got up slightly, bowed his head slightly, and then sat back in his seat.

The vehicles around the café were already heading towards the foggy building.

"We may not be able to bring peace for a generation, but at least we can avoid being attacked on all sides."

Du Kang's words came from a small tape recorder that Gin had taken out. And here, Gin pressed the button and paused the playback.

"Although, drinking something you shouldn't drink can induce a heart attack. However, overstimulation and emotional intensity can also make the heart unbearable. Obviously, this scene is enough. Kevin Brown looked through the glass window of the coffee shop as the superstructure collapsed outside, leaving only three cars left in the parking lot in front of the coffee shop.

"At the end of World War I, Turkey faced the Greek army, while the Soviet Union was attacked on three sides. You say, did Stalin make Kemal, or did Kemal make Stalin? Gin continued to play Du Kang's voice, and then that was it.

Gin took out the tape, used the handle of the spoon on the table to draw sugar, pulled out the tape, and pulled it out.

Mizuno handed over the lighter very sensibly, and ignited the black strap and turned it into dust.

"It's a pity, him." Kevin Brown said this, sighing something.

"Some people are destined to be homeless." Gin responded.

The two of them seemed to be talking about Du Kang.

It's like saying that water has no mercy.

“Welcome to democracy。”

The hands of two free men were held together.