Bai Lang was already very familiar with this job of blocking the road. He could only stop at this stop. The K car stopped but did not dare to open the door. Bai Lang strode forward, "If you want to be polite, I can't break the door casually. After all, I'm just a free ride." When he saw the driver who was curled up inside, "He is still a girl, hahaha. Why not be a master? "

Just talk about it. You should know that Japanese evil magic is makeup. I know what this Japanese woman looks like after removing makeup. Bai Lang has never been a traitor. He, Bai Shaobao, has never been so disgraced. He also stepped into the passenger seat and adjusted it. "This car is really small, but it can't be sold in other countries. No one wants it." He muttered, and the woman was so scared that she saw such a fierce man. What else could she say.

"This direction is Tokyo, keep driving, don't stop illegally." Bai Lang said. The woman looked at Bai Lang secretly, as if she had noticed that this person was so handsome under the bearded man, so she started the car obediently. The car was not driving fast, and there seemed to be nothing to say along the way. There was no scenery left and right on the road, so Bai Lang began to look at the female driver.

"If you look at bone age, you can be twenty-eight or nine years old. If you see through cosmetics, you can still see that it is useful to improve the race. I remember that they are all big basin faces. They are only less than 1.6 meters tall, and the shape of this leg is probably also a carrot leg." After scanning up and down, Bai Lang leaned back on the seat and took a nap. "This seat is so small and not very comfortable."

Bai Lang took a nap. Now it was this woman named Takiko Yoshino who secretly observed Bai Lang. She didn't know whether she was unlucky or lucky today. She went back to her hometown to do business. She drove back in the evening and didn't expect to meet such a murderous man who forced a ride. Now the murderous man seemed to be asleep, and when Takiko looked carefully, she found that this big man seemed to be a handsome samurai type guy?

It is the kind of bearded samurai in Ukiyo-e, the kind with a well-developed muscle.

Do you want to call the police? When you think of the sad reputation of the Tokyo police, this thought immediately disappeared.

It was about 10 o'clock in the evening, and the car had already entered Tokyo and stopped in a small parking lot in front of an apartment - it was still a distance from the metropolitan area called Tokyo, so there was still a place to park. Bai Lang had woken up, "Thank you." He was quite polite. After leaving the car, he stretched his waist and made crackling sounds all over his body. "Is there a hotel nearby?" he asked.

Takiko pointed at the direction and said in a very small voice, "You can see it when you walk over." Bai Lang nodded, and his fingers flicked a marble-sized thing and landed on Takiko's palm. When he looked down, he saw a dark green elliptical gem. There was a light that seemed to be swimming and changing in the center, which was a cat-eyed tourmaline. When he looked up again, he found that the strong man had disappeared without a trace.

Bai Lang had money. He opened a room in this hotel, and then planned to buy one set of one house to live in first. He had borrowed a lot of money from those places before. It was still affordable to buy one house, and large apartments were really not possible. There was no problem with building a house in this marginal place. "The extra money can even buy a bicycle or a light motorcycle."

There is no need for an ID card to do business in a small notebook, especially when this place is close to the middle area, people who do not have social identity certificates often appear, so there is also a convenient underground business - providing legal identity certificates for these people. After Bai Lang paid a sum of money to buy the house, this is a gift from local real estate developers. Bai Lang is still called Bai Lang and did not want to give any foreign names. He is now a legal person from foreign countries. The easiest thing for these people coming from the middle area is to give them a foreign identity.

Bai Lang temporarily settled in this uncharacteristic house. He still had money in his hands and was planning to go to Tokyo to see what ways to make money were there. Although he still had tens of millions of yuan in his hands, he had to prepare for it. He deposited the money in his account and started riding his bicycle through the streets and alleys.

In so many worlds, he spent not much time in Tokyo, just a few fights against King of Fighters. But he still recalls the slutty spirit of those women, "I really want to go and find a fan." Bai Lang was wearing sportswear and riding a bicycle to enjoy the wind.

I have to say that in this day and age, the small notebooks at least have done a good job of pollution control. It can be said that it is due to deindustrialization. Overall, the air is quite good. Bai Lang rode along the river bank and laughed at the sign that the port area is 45 kilometers above his head. Although it is far away from the center of Tokyo, it is quite lively.

There was an art museum in front of me, and there was a notice that the door was closed a few days later. Bai Lang wanted to go in and take a look. "Wow, it's not modern art." The paintings here are classical oil paintings that Bai Lang can appreciate, and many of them are religious or the themes of the battle between darkness and light. "Well, this painting is really good. The problem is that I have hardly heard of the author?" Bai Lang looked at it and it seemed that there was no one in the art museum.

There were a few men and women visiting, and the two should be high school girls, right? Anyway, they looked very similar, and one of them had a horn on his head. If you look closely, Bai Lang found that it was just hair, probably with hair spray to fix it into a horn. The one who followed her was a child, at most in the first and second grades, with a very big head.

He was wearing a serious suit and shorts suit. This combination made Bai Lang look a bit familiar. He was a master among experts. He just looked for memories and immediately realized that this was Conan. The one with the horn was Xiaolan, and the one with the headband exposed its big forehead was Yuanzi. In addition, this was an art museum, Bai Lang immediately remembered the murder case of the art museum - Conan in thousands of episodes, he didn't think much about it, and he just remembered some cases in the front part of the comic.

Xiaolan and Conan also noticed Bai Lang, who was tall and strong. The most important thing was his big beard with a cracked face and his flaming eyebrows, giving people a peerless and fierce feeling. As expected, he quickly ran into the garden of the next exhibition hall and screamed, and there was a murder scene inside.

The useless police came very quickly and blocked the entire art gallery. Bai Lang had already walked into the scene before, so he could not leave. The old-fashioned Officer Memu was still in charge of the scene, and Conan was already checking the corpse. "Is this kid not afraid at all?" Bai Lang said, and a policeman came over to take Conan away. Bai Lang immediately noticed Conan's resentful gaze, and he laughed - the other policemen were as if they were facing a great enemy because no one looked more like a criminal than him.
Chapter completed!