Gin doesn't want to work hard

He wouldn't mind helping him act more realistically.

After all, everyone else had fainted.

It's strange that he's awake, isn't it?

There was absolutely no intention to settle personal scores.

The two quickly loaded all the bags into the car.

Asagi looked at the unconscious Amuro Tooru, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"he……"

Kurosawa said not to worry about it.

"Just follow the plan."

Upon hearing this, Asagi stopped worrying and returned to the back door of the bank.

Seeing this, Kurosawa turned around and got into the car.

"Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Vodka immediately started the car.

With the sound of an engine starting, the car quickly drove out of the corner.

Asagi watched the car drive away, took a deep breath, and let out a scream.

"Help! Help! Robbery!"

……

Conan, who was walking by with his skateboard, heard the sound.

Startled, he immediately headed in the direction from which the sound came.

Today, he originally planned to go to Professor Agasa's house to invite Kurosawa to attend the Suzuki Foundation's 60th anniversary sea banquet.

Of course, this was not his own intention.

Once, Ran Mouri mentioned Kurosawa during a casual chat with Sonoko Suzuki.

Sonoko Suzuki had always been interested in this handsome long-haired man.

I happened to be there during this banquet.

Sonoko Suzuki wanted to take this opportunity to get to know him.

To show her sincerity, Sonoko originally intended to invite him in person.

Unfortunately, she was held back by some things.

Left with no other choice, she could only ask Ran Mouri and Conan for help.

Ran Mouri didn't have time in the afternoon because she needed to pick up a specially made dress.

This task naturally fell to Conan.

Conan was somewhat unwilling.

After all, whenever he sees Kurosawa now, he's reminded of the days when Kurosawa dragged him to play video games.

But Conan has been hiding from Kurosawa for several days.

If he didn't go and see Kurosawa soon, he was afraid that Kurosawa might misunderstand.

So after hesitating for a long time, he still embarked on his journey to Professor Agasa's house.

But I never expected to encounter something like this.

Conan had just arrived at the location from which the screams were coming.

They were hit head-on by a car that came rushing out.

He instinctively dodged to the side.

Then he saw what was happening at the back door of the bank.

Someone robbed a bank!

Conan quickly realized this.

He didn't have time to examine the scene carefully.

He immediately put down his skateboard, stepped onto it, and chased after the car.

Chapter 142 The Smell of Gunpowder

The retreat route had been planned long ago.

Thanks to his superb driving skills, Vodka drove the car at high speed through the traffic.

The mission went smoothly.

Vodka was in a good mood too.

If we can leave safely, then the mission is complete.

Vodka thought it wasn't difficult.

After all, even now, no one seems to be chasing after them.

As Vodka thought this, he subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.

Ok?

and many more?

Vodka suddenly noticed something unusual.

That kid on the skateboard looks familiar?

It seems to be the child who usually stays by the older brother's side?

Vodka glanced at it a few more times.

Upon closer inspection, he did indeed discover a few things that seemed amiss.

The kid's eyes, and the direction his skateboard is heading.

Why does it look a bit like we're chasing them?

Vodka was a little unsure.

If it were an ordinary child, it wouldn't matter.

You can just shake it off.

But this child seems to be very familiar with the older brother?

Vodka never makes decisions on matters related to Kurosawa without consulting a professional.

He then asked Kurosawa.

"Big brother, what about the child following behind?"

Kurosawa glanced at it through the rearview mirror.

Conan, leaning on his Conan-themed skateboard, was keeping a close following behind them.

If we do nothing.

According to Ke Xue, there is indeed a possibility that he could catch up with her.

With that thought in mind, Kurosawa pulled out his pistol.

Then, he stuck the gun out the window, tilted his head slightly, aimed at the skateboard, and fired a few shots.

The bullet was fast, and to Conan's horrified and unwilling gaze, it accurately struck the rollers under the skateboard.

The rollers shattered and exploded instantly upon impact with the bullet, causing the entire skateboard to tip over to the side.

Conan, who was above, instantly lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, rolling several times before barely managing to stop.

Conan knelt down on one knee and straightened up.

He stared intently at the car as it drove away.

At this moment, Conan's heart was in turmoil.

It has nothing to do with robbing a bank.

Just now, he was certain that he had seen clearly the face of the person who shot him.

Even though it's just a side profile, he definitely wouldn't mistake her!

That iconic long blonde hair.

Although I don't know why I came down, I wasn't wearing my glasses.

But Conan is all too familiar with that face!

And that was exactly what he was going to see.

Kurosawa-san!

Conan's mind was no longer on robbing the bank.

His mind was filled with the image of Kurosawa shooting at him.

No, not possible!

Conan instinctively denied it.

Maybe they just look alike.

In addition, he was actually some distance away from the car at the time.

Perhaps it was because of that long, golden hair that he subconsciously projected himself into the character's image.

And that look in his eyes...

Kurosawa would never show that kind of look in his eyes!

That kind of look that treats human life as worthless and disregards life!