Heiji Hattori couldn't help but mutter, "What rules? There shouldn't be a gangster on the beach, right?"

Conan quickly kicked him under the table: What does it mean? What if a member of the Black Organization is ambushing nearby and hears this?

Hattori Heiji realized that he had made up his words, so he quickly picked up a chopstick and slapped his mouth and pretended to be chewing.

Just then, the main dishes were also put on one after another.

After eating, Jiang Xia and the others wiped their mouths leisurely and began to enjoy the signature desserts in the store and some cold dishes used as snacks.

While eating, Suzuki Yuanko looked at the next table quietly.

The red vest noticed her gaze and snorted: "What are you doing sneakily? Just watch it openly. You won't think we are evil people, and that guy Huang Juan is a good person. Let me tell you the truth. Every time that guy catches fish, he actually uses a trawl to catch all the fish of all sizes in one net, without any morality!

"The fish nearby were all uprooted by this hateful foreigner, and he even started fishing farming. Of course, these local fishermen can only be unemployed.

"But how can we just swallow this breath - does this guy think we don't need to trawl, really because we can't use it? This is called fishing in the siege! If we continue to do this, the ecology here will sooner or later be messy!

"He's fine. He'll leave when the time comes, and he'll continue to cause trouble in another place. But where can we fishermen who have lived by the sea for generations?"

Hong's vest raised his head and took a sip of wine: "So we plan to explain the words to the old man Huang Juan in advance before that... although the ecology has been almost destroyed by him now."

"This..." Although I don't know much about the ecological regulations, this approach does sound like something wrong, "Doesn't anyone care about him?"

"Of course there is no more." Another voice came from the door. This time, it was the slightly fat blue vest during the day. He smiled at everyone, "Although there are laws that can be managed in theory, but when it is actually implemented, those laws are in name only, so Huangjuan dares to be unscrupulous."

While talking, he came to the table and pulled open the stool to sit down.

The red vest poured him a glass of wine and complained, "You're here too late."

"You came too early." Blue vest laughed and knocked on the dial on his wrist, "Didn't we make an appointment at 8 o'clock? Look, it's exactly 8 o'clock now."

I took a look at the red vest and found that it was really.

So he didn't ask again and said, "Where is Xinji, why didn't he come with you? Didn't he swear by the fact that he should scold that guy Huang Juan - don't escape in the last battle."

The red vest took a sip of wine: "He went to visit his father's grave and said he would arrive later."

"Hmm?" Hattori Heiji's ears stood up, and he grabbed the keyword, "Grave Sweeping?"

"Yes." Hong Fun had been chatting with the people at this table for a while, and when they heard them have questions, he said casually, "To be honest, today is the death day of our fathers."

Hattori Heiji: "..." I have seen many deaths on the deaths, and my father's deaths have also seen many deaths... But what happened to "the deaths of your fathers"? Could it be that I really died on the same day of the same year, month and day?

After a brief moment of confusion, he suddenly realized something: "Your fathers should be fishermen, is it because something happened to the fishing boat?"

Monitoring.

When Vodka heard this, his eyes twitched slightly: It's beginning, Uzzo's stage is about to begin again.

"I'm idle, I'll be idle, just open a market." After hesitating for a moment, he silently clicked on the passers-by's mutual aid meeting, "I just sent out some small wu coins, it's time to recycle a little. In addition..."

In addition, what almost fell into the hands of the police last night made this vigilant organization cadre still feel scared.

“While there is no solid enough evidence to show that Uzzo knows that the voyeur is me, there is no evidence that he doesn’t know.

"Theoretically, this kind of exposure may have nothing to do with technology. Just Uzzo digs a hole and waits for me to jump in, and then uses the technology of the police station. But..."

But what if.

"Since that's the case, why not just open the passerby mutual aid association and let everyone watch." Vodka nodded slightly, "This can distract Uzzo's attention, and secondly, it can test whether my passerby mutual aid association has been exposed..."

...

Not long after, a freshly released news quietly refreshed on the mobile phones of different people.

Curacao had already arrived in Okinawa at this time and checked into the booked hotel.

Suddenly, she found that there was something going on with passers-by. Before she could dry her hair that had just been washed, she immediately clicked on the video of Vodka synchronized to check it out.

"Uzzo is still in Izu?" Curacao glanced at the napkin with the hotel logo in the picture, and quickly understood the location of the surveillance monitor.

Looking at Uzzo in the picture, thinking about how far away his physical distance was at this moment, Curacao couldn't help but raise his mouth, and the haze shrouded in his heart quietly dissipated.

"Rum finally did a job of personnel," Curacao tweeted, "but from his perspective, this should be called 'relaxed', just part of that damn 'beauty plan'."

While whispering his boss in his heart, Curacao flipped open his laptop.

She divided the screen into two parts, playing real-time synchronized monitoring on one side, and playing the replay provided by vodka on the other side - starting with Jiang Xia entering the store.

"Vodka has not set up a dead column this time. Oh, what else do I want to vote for Mr. Arai... It seems that the answer is too obvious, and it was judged by Vodka as having no investment." Curaso leaned on the bed with a bath towel and holding a computer. He stopped blowing his hair, frowned and carefully analyzed the situation.

At the same time, she picked up her phone, opened her collection cabinet and took a look - plus the three life-buying money she had just grabbed from vodka not long ago, there were a total of six silver coins, quietly suspended in the deep and dark background.

"I saved up so much without realizing it."

Curacao was in a better mood, and he felt that he had never seemed so rich. Her fingertips touched the screen, and the silver coins actually changed the direction of rotation as she touched it.

"A few useless updates have been added... But this is not important. What is important is how to use these 6 small black coins to win back 60, or even more."

While imagining the scene at that time, she turned her attention to the notebook screen again, and then carefully analyzed the movements of everyone in the picture and their words with the focus on doing tasks.

"Although there is no sign yet, soon, Mr. Huang Juan would fall down while covering his throat during the dinner."
Chapter completed!