Conan, Mr. Wuwu's self-cultivation

"Ah, if that's the case... handsome boy, can you ride a motorcycle?" Fujiko asked Wu, turning his head.

"Of course, please call me a motorcycle god." Wu replied, tugging at his collar.

"Then I'll sit in the middle." Fujiko looked at Mira with an expression of 'I've sacrificed a lot', "Isn't that a problem?"

"I have no problem, but can you really accept it?" Mira looked at Fujiko in surprise and asked.

"Your Highness, you are asking the wrong person, you should ask me if I can accept it." Wu complained dissatisfiedly, "That is her weapon, and with that pair of powerful weapons, she has killed a lot. .”

Princess Mila didn't react at first, but when she did, she suddenly wanted to go back to the hotel.

I always feel that this man and a woman are not serious people, and it is easy to lead her, an inexperienced princess, into ruin.

"Why, doesn't the little handsome guy want to be targeted by my weapon?" Fujiko raised his big weapon very well and asked Wu with a wink.

"As long as you don't suddenly pull out a gun and point it at my forehead, I can accept anything." Wu replied with a twitch of his mouth.

Putting on the helmets again, the three sat on the Harley again in a Sichuan shape.

When Fujiko put his arms around Wu's waist, he groaned in a low voice to save face.

Hearing that, Mira wanted to throw his helmet and leave on the spot.

"How is it? Big sister's weapon is very sharp, right?" Fujiko asked, resting his chin on Takeshi's shoulder.

"After all, he is an elderly person, and his flexibility is not as good as that of young people." Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, and gave a lore.

"...I suddenly want to draw a gun and point it at your head." Fujiko was caught off guard by this sentence, and wanted to draw a gun directly to the person in front of him.

Motorcycles are on the road again.

"Hey, Fuji, Mira, you two hurry up." Wu suddenly said, "The car behind has already caught up, and I plan to do a dangerous driving."

"Hey? What happened to the car behind?" Mira tilted her head in doubt, and planned to look back.

"Don't look." Fujiko stretched out a hand to grab her arm, "the other party will notice."

"Who is following behind?" Upon hearing Fujiko's warning, Mira immediately came to her senses and hugged Fujiko's waist tightly.

"People who have been eyeing you earlier." Fujiko gave Wu a reminder to speed up and replied to Mira, "Although I don't know whether their purpose is to kill you or kidnap you, but the purpose is not pure. One thing is certain."

Mira didn't have the time to continue asking questions.

Because she felt as if she was flying.

It's just that it's a little too low to the ground, and she's a little scared.

And the driver's rough turns several times made her think her heart was thrown out.

Suddenly, Wu Zai flicked to a stop in the less crowded alleyway.

"Huh? Why did you stop suddenly?" Fujiko asked in astonishment, while her hand was still reaching forward dishonestly.

She has a gun hidden in front.

To be precise, it is the front of Wu's lower abdomen.

"Fenghua, disarm!" The general stretched out his left hand and pointed at the car that was rushing towards him and shouted.

The next moment, something happened that surprised Fujiko and Mira.

The speeding car was suddenly turned into flower petals, and flew in the opposite direction from the car.

And the few people inside turned into a posture with only boxers all over their bodies, fell hard to the ground, and rolled forward several meters.

After all, the inertia brought by the car has not been eliminated.

And Wu leisurely twisted the handlebar again to start the Harley.

"What was that just now?" Princess Mira, who had little experience, stammered and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a magic that disarms people." Wu replied, "As long as you don't move fast to kill yourself, then the magic just now has no lethality."

"Magic is, magic!" Mira cried out in shock.

"...Although I know that this world is huge, and there are many strange things that will happen, but is magic something that I can see unscathed?"

Although Fujiko was startled for a while at first, he quickly regained his composure.

Well, after all, she has been in some dangerous places all year round, and she has seen a lot of strange people and things.

Magic or something, although it is very rare, but...she has never seen it before!

Although there used to be a magician who became very good at magic tricks, but in the final analysis it was still tricks.

It's not the same concept as the 'magic' that has no mechanism at all!

"Can your magic turn the vault door into flower petals?" Fujiko suddenly pushed his body forward and asked with a charming tone.

"Of course." Wu nodded confidently, "As long as I control it properly, it will only turn the door into a flower petal, and the wall next to it will not be damaged at all."

"Hey, handsome guy, are you interested in going abroad with me to develop? I think your magic is very suitable for working with me." Fujiko suddenly reached out and took Wu's helmet off, and then put his lips to Wu's ear side asked softly.

"To steal the vault of the international bank with you? Do you think I will be the kind of person who has no pursuit?"

Wu asked back.

"If I have this thought, do you think the big banks in the world can still remain silent?"

Fujiko didn't care at all about Wu's overt and implicit refusal.

He has seen many stubborn men, but what happened in the end?

Hundreds of tempered steel turned into soft fingers!

Chapter 288 Why Relieve Worry?only good food

"Um ↘ um ↗ um ↘..."

The BGM is on!

The kid on the skateboard is coming up from behind!

"Hey, you two, whose fans are catching up?" Fujiko asked slightly, looking behind him.

"It's my boy." Wu glanced at the kid in a suit in the rearview mirror and replied, "It's not an easy thing to get rid of him."

With that said, Wu began to slow down.

"Ah, is it okay to be chased by him? To be chased by a kid on a skateboard?" Fujiko began to provoke the flames wantonly.

"Shut up, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Wu retorted dissatisfied.

"Yo, Conan."

"...Huh? Brother Wu?" Conan looked at the man driving the motorcycle in astonishment, and his body began to swing on the skateboard in panic.

"Don't worry, I will protect Princess Mila. You should hurry back to the hotel and protect Xiaolan."

"Hey? Sure enough! Lan and Princess Mira switched identities!" Conan shouted angrily, "Damn it! If this is the case, isn't Xiao Lan the most dangerous person now!"

"Xiaolan is not in the most dangerous time yet." Wu replied, "Those people noticed that the princess and Xiaolan had switched identities, so they just chased after her, and I took care of it."

"But if Xiaolan is kidnapped by Princess Mira's subordinates and returned to Besbania Kingdom, it doesn't matter whether she is the real princess or not. For those who want Mira's death, the most important thing is to ensure that she That face died before the people!"

"In that case, it really doesn't matter if there is another one, because as far as the people are concerned, the princess is dead."

Conan's complexion changed according to Wu's words, and finally turned black into the bottom of the pot.

"Also, don't trust that Keith." Wu continued.

But when he said these words, the body of Princess Mira at the back instantly became stiff.

Keith was the person she trusted the most after her mother and brother passed away.

But Wu said he couldn't trust him.

"That Keith is a diehard princess. In order to keep the princess alive, he absolutely doesn't mind letting Xiaolan go to die, so he will probably try every means to stun Xiaolan and take her back to the country, and let her replace her." Mira is going to die. By the way, those who intend to murder Mira will be brought to the surface."

Mira breathed a sigh of relief, but felt guilty again in an instant.

She exchanged identities with Xiaolan, partly because she was in a playful state of mind, and partly because she wanted Xiaolan to distract Keith and the others so that she could have time to have fun.

But she definitely didn't want to put Xiaolan in crisis.

"Also, the cause of death of the queen and the prince is probably not an accident, as reported in the report, but someone's intentional murder, and this person is probably by the queen's side, and even has a priority Lower than Mira's claim to the throne."

Wu's words instantly made Mira feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her body was so stiff that she couldn't move.

I couldn't even say the words 'take me back to the hotel' that I wanted to say.

"Damn it! It's such a troublesome thing again!" Conan couldn't help scolding.

"I'll leave the princess side to you. I'm going back to protect Lan...By the way, who is this person behind you?" Conan asked curiously, looking at the woman behind Wu.

"Fujiko Mine, a well-known thief in the world."

Conan's pupils shrank instantly.

"In other words, Lupine III and his gang also..."

As a detective, who wouldn't want a duel with Lupine the Third?

Anyway, Conan almost had blood welling up in his heart.

In the end, his concern for Xiaolan surpassed his instinct as a detective, and he turned around and left.

After listening to it, he really worried whether he could bear the temptation.

"Who is that little boy?" Fujiko couldn't help asking after Conan's figure disappeared into the darkness.

She has seen many people show that kind of expression after hearing Lupine's name.

But those people, without exception, are great detectives who enjoy international reputation.

But what about Conan?

A child of seven or eight years old?

"You think I'll tell you?" Wu Fan asked.

"Ugh—it's disgusting. You keep a secret from others." Fujiko suddenly tightened the restraint of his arms on Wu's back.

"Don't mess around! Be careful of overturning the car!" Wu warned.

"That, what you said before, is it true?" Mira finally couldn't help asking after trying to calm herself down.

"Which one did I say?" Armed was confused.

"It's the cause of my mother's and brother's death...and the person who murdered them is also the heir to the throne..." Mira's voice was hoarse.

"It's just my speculation." Wu replied, "Whether you want to adopt this speculation is your freedom."

The mouth under Mira's helmet slightly opened and closed a few times, and finally only a few sobs came out from inside.

conveyor belt sushi.

Wu really doesn't know what's so delicious about this sushi.

Although the taste of vinegar rice is not bad, but after adding wasabi or wasabi... Wu really appreciates it.

Also, he doesn't like to eat raw meat.

Not even sashimi.

It took humans an unknown number of years to switch from eating raw meat to eating cooked food.

It turned out that it was a good time, and it took tens of thousands of years to drive the car in reverse.

But I don't know why, there are still many people who like to eat this thing.

"Huh? Ooka, don't you like to eat these things?" Mira just put an empty plate back on the turntable and ignored Fujiko's reprimand, Mira turned to look at Wu and asked.

The empty plate next to him was filled with sashimi, abalone tobiko and the like.

"Well, I only like vinegar rice for sushi." Wu nodded, and then put the plate full of raw meat next to him next to Mira, "If you like it, eat it all."

"Are you really Japanese?" Fujiko also looked at Wu in surprise.

"Ha ha." Regarding this, Wu could only express his feelings with blank eyes.

He didn't even think he was coming.

Mira was not polite, and didn't dislike that these were all things Taken picked from his own sushi, and stuffed them all into his mouth in a fit of anger.

Cheeks bulged up after eating.