Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 61 The 200-pound Old Lady

The van was moving at a steady speed. Xia Chuan didn't want to be stopped by the traffic police later, as this vehicle couldn't shake off the police car.

"Is this okay?"

Frank's lips were already twitching into a smile, but he was still pretending to be a good guy.

"Why don't you go back and help them patch up their tire?"

"I think this is a good thing. It teaches them a lesson. Who told them to choose this godforsaken place as their meeting point? There are even nails on the road."

Sympathy is one thing, but empathy is another.

Why not just go home and enjoy the breeze? Why bother hanging out with IRS agents at night?

I just bought a used van and traded it in for a bulletproof van. It's not a bad deal. I didn't lose money on this deal.

Half an hour later, the vehicle smoothly drove into Frank's villa garage.

After getting off the train, Frank patted the carriage triumphantly; the dull thud indicated that the carriage was not simply made of sheet metal.

Because bulletproof material has been added, there are at least three layers of panels inside.

The more I watch it, the more I like it.

Xia Chuan opened the carriage and only then did he seriously examine the weapons and equipment inside.

The main weapons and pistols are hung on the left and right meshes, and ammunition for various weapons is stacked at the very back. If you flip it over, there are several boxes of throwables underneath.

Smoke grenades, flashbangs, and egg-shaped grenades.

This type of grenade is very powerful and is involved in many arms deals. Because of its name and shape, it has another nickname in the underworld – the American-style egg grenade.

At the top of the left wall hang two sniper rifles, one of which is an M24 sniper rifle. Gin once used this weapon, and it was Cohen's personal sniper rifle.

This gun can be used as a rifle by removing the scope, as long as you can withstand the recoil from continuous firing.

The other weapon was a rifle, which was usually used to shoot Chang Wei.

Ahem, this gun isn't actually called a rifle; its official name is the PSG-1 sniper rifle.

This weapon is more accurate than the M24, has a magazine capacity of 20 rounds, and is extremely powerful at medium to long range.

We're both using sniper rifles. You might run out of bullets after firing five shots with your M24, while I still have a bunch of bullets left. That's its biggest advantage over the M24.

However, snipers usually have a limit on the number of shots they can fire. If it's an assassination, there's not much difference between twenty shots and five shots, because most of the time you can only fire one or two shots before you have to run away or change positions.

This is enough time to reload.

Below the two sniper rifles are two assault rifles.

MK17 assault rifle, M4A1 assault rifle.

These two are currently popular assault rifles on the market, known for their high stability and low recoil. They are the signature rifles used by arms dealers in smuggling.

The grid on the right contains pistols, five each of the Beretta M9 and Colt 1911.

There were also two silver Desert Eagles that Xia Chuan couldn't put down. Although the recoil was a bit strong, they were really good-looking.

It feels great in the hand. Although the weight is a noticeable drawback, its power is top-notch.

There was a row of metal boxes on the ground, and rows of tactical bulletproof vests were neatly stacked. In addition, there were also a lot of flash goggles, night vision goggles, and tactical binoculars.

Such weaponry is sufficient to assemble an elite assassination squad.

Frank squatted to the side watching. He wasn't particularly interested in firearms, but he knew that it must have taken a lot of effort to get these weapons to the Tokyo IRS.

After looking for a long time, he suddenly shook his head and smacked his lips: "No bombs?"

Xia Chuan glared at Frank with annoyance. They weren't playing CrossFire, so why would they need C4?

"What's wrong? Are you going to bomb the Shinkansen or the Beika City Hall?"

"Hehe, not really, I just feel more at ease if there are high-powered bombs."

Frank, aside from having a slight fear of insufficient firepower, also genuinely believed that bombs were the true romance of men.

Ignoring the idiot, Xia Chuan carefully counted the items and carried them down one by one. There was another room next to Frank's wine cellar, which was perfect for storing these weapons.

A few days later, Xia Chuan was reading the newspaper at the dining table as usual, a habit he had developed recently.

Tokyo truly lives up to its reputation as a major international city, with cases occurring almost daily. Yet, despite the high number of cases, many working-class people still desperately flock to this dangerous city.

Since the deal with the IRS, Natsukawa has seen Kogoro Mouri on the newspaper every day, sometimes in a special feature on Beika, sometimes on the front page of a large section throughout Tokyo.

For example, today's top story in the Tokyo section is about Kogoro Mouri solving a case of a lawyer murdering his wife.

The case is very simple; it's nothing more than a property dispute arising from an extramarital affair and divorce.

Goodness, even after becoming famous, having an affair remains Uncle Mori's constant theme.

It is worth mentioning the lawyer's identity. Like Kogoro Mouri's wife Eri Kisaki, he is one of the top lawyers in the Kanto region, with an undefeated record.

Therefore, Kogoro Mouri's actions can be seen as cooperating with his shrunken son-in-law to eliminate a business competitor for his estranged wife.

There's been no news from the distillery during this time, which might be related to Gin still being in Hokkaido and not having returned. His identity as Tequila has entered a period of dormancy, with nothing to do.

However, the fact that the brewery is doing well doesn't mean that Natsukawa is idle.

Xia Chuan makes up various excuses to go on dates with Yoel every day, and the plan to find a mother for Anya has been put on the agenda.

Xia Chuan put her previous concerns aside; when your heart is moved, all worries are just paper tigers.

As for what to pay attention to on a date, Xia Chuan said that as long as you are touching enough, that's fine.

Women are emotional beings; what they play isn't important, what matters is romance and emotional resonance.

For example, it's cherry blossom season right now, and Xia Chuan has already made plans with the other person to go to Shanni Mountain to admire the cherry blossoms three days later.

but
Xia Chuan looked up at the window.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, and the sky had turned completely white. As far as the eye could see, the whole of Tokyo looked as if it were draped in a white veil.

Yesterday was still the rainy season, so why is it snowing today?

Will the cherry blossoms still be alive in three days?
Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone.

Xia Chuan put down his newspaper and answered the call; Anya's voice came from the other end.

Why are you calling at this hour? Anya just left home. Apparently, the Junior Detective League members made plans to go to Professor Agasa's house to play video games today.

"What's wrong?" Xia Chuan asked gently.

He's already quite adept at being a stay-at-home dad. During the time he's spent with Anya, he's grown to love this adorable little girl more and more. His current tone isn't just acting; it's a genuine expression of his feelings.

Indeed, there's a reason why everyone prefers to have daughters.

"Father, I just saw Conan's mother!" Anya exclaimed excitedly, as if she had witnessed something incredible. "Conan's mother is a 200-pound old lady."

"A 200-pound old lady?" Xia Chuan muttered, then suddenly remembered something and walked to the window to look in the direction of the Mouri Detective Agency.

Anya was standing downstairs at the office, her phone pressed to her ear. When she saw Xia Chuan appear by her window, she quickly waved.

Natsukawa smiled and waved, then asked, "Where's Conan's mom? Is she still at the agency?"

Anya shook her head, somewhat disappointed. "The old lady just took Conan away. We had planned to go to Professor Agasa's house to play video games today."

"Don't you still have some game tokens? You can go to the arcade with Ayumi and the others."

“Oh right~” Anya said thoughtfully, her voice regaining its childlike innocence and romance, “Goodbye, Father, I’m going to find Ayumi and the others now!”

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chuan stood by the window and watched Anya make another call, probably to discuss the new schedule with the other three members of the Junior Detective Club.

Have Yukiko Kudo and Yusaku Kudo returned?
It should be!

The 200-pound middle-aged woman pretending to be Conan's mother is probably none other than Yukiko Kudo.

if it is like this.

Conan is probably going to have a tough time today, but that's okay.

Wait a minute, since the Kudo couple are going to prank their son, should he help them add some spice to the game?

In the shadows, Xia Chuan raised his face, turning his head so that half of it was obscured by the shadows, revealing a ferocious smile.

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