Chapter 135 gift for conan

Maori Detective Agency.

“Hello, this is Feibao Delivery Service, you have an express, please come out and sign for it…” The courier brother called from outside the door.

Mouri Kogoro stepped on his slippers and opened the door impatiently.

I met the sight of the little brother who delivered the delivery service.

Wearing a blue and white striped shirt, with a cheerful and optimistic smile, holding a long box.

“What is it? I don’t remember buying anything? Xiaolan—” Mouri Kogoro said with a frown, turning his head and shouting into the office.

“What’s the matter, Dad.” Mao Lilan came out.

“Look, is this your express, I don’t remember buying anything…” Mauri Kogoro asked her, scratching his head.

“Express? But…I didn’t buy anything?” Ma Lilan looked confused.

“This is for a man named… Edogawa… ah yes, it’s Mr. Edogawa Conan.” The TA-Q-BIN boy maintained his hearty smile.

“What, it’s for that stinky brat.” Kogoro Mori rolled his eyes, yawned, stepped on his slippers and went back to his stomach.

“Conan’s… express?” Mao Lilan wondered.

“Conan – there’s a shipment for you -” she turned her head and shouted into the room.

“Come here, wait for me…” Edogawa Conan hurried out.

Strange, who will send him express?

“Kid, you are Conan Edogawa, here, this is your express.” The delivery boy handed the box to the other party.

“Ah…Oh, thank you.” Edogawa Conan nodded in a daze, holding a box about his height.

“Since it has been delivered, I will say goodbye first.”

“If there is any express service in the future, please contact us Feibao.” The delivery boy advertised with a smile before he left.

All that was left was the dazed elementary school student who was holding something.

What’s in this box… in the end?

Edogawa Conan touched his chin and stared solemnly at the box in front of him, thinking whether to open it or not.

“Conan, who sent this to you?” Mao Lilan asked curiously.

“I don’t know either.” The elementary school student said innocently.

Right, if I remember correctly…

He rummaged through the box and found the sender’s information.

“Tsujima… Club…” He read out word by word.

Kudo Shinichi Dead Fisheye: What, it’s a courier from that guy from Tsushima, it surprised me, really.

“Hey? Tsushima-kun’s express? Is it another gift for Conan?” Maurilan revealed a tone of accustomedness in surprise.

“Tsujima-kun seems to like you very much.”

“It’s great.” Mao Lilan sincerely felt happy for the elementary school students.

Kudo Shinichi: Haha.

“Yes… yes.” Edogawa Conan embarrassedly touched his head and smiled.

That Tsushima guy…what are you doing?

With that in mind, he opened the box.

“This is…” He looked surprised.

“Skateboard?” The tone was unbelievable.

What does it mean that Shuji Tsushima sent him a skateboard…

really…

He rummaged through the box, trying to find useful clues to write.

I did find a card.

“Use this to chase the criminal, Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era.”

“By the way, for some functions, it’s better to go to Dr. A Li to test it.”

Edogawa Conan looked at the words on the card and fell into thought.

What does the Tsushima guy mean?

“This is… Tsushima Club’s hoverboard.” Maurilan, who passed by behind him, said in surprise.

“I heard that few people have received it now.”

“Tsujima-kun is really nice to you.” Mao Lilan touched the head of the primary school student.

“Next time we meet, thank him well.”

Edogawa Conan: …

“Okay, I know.” He raised his head.

…

“This skateboard…” Dr. Li put on his glasses and studied it carefully.

“Is there any problem? Doctor.” Edogawa Conan asked while sitting.

“No problem, it’s just… It’s more powerful than the hoverboards on the market…” Dr. A Li thought thoughtfully.

“After all, what is on the market is sold to the general public, and they will definitely have a better version to keep some.” Edogawa Conan is used to it.

“Did Shuji tell you what functions this skateboard has?” Dr. A Li asked.

“Well…” Edogawa Conan recalled carefully.

“Speeding up…and…ah! Tsushima told me that when you encounter dangerous prisoners, you can hit them with a skateboard.”

“It is said that a small explosion will occur, and the dangerous person will be stunned…” he said.

“So that’s how it was, so it was designed this way.” Dr. A Li suddenly realized.

“Just now, I was thinking that Shinichi still lacks the tools for chasing criminals. Since Xiuzhi has already prepared, then I don’t need to prepare…”

“However, I’ll improve it a little bit.”

“It won’t take long, it will be fine soon.”

He said that and put on his glasses.

Ah… The doctor has started researching again.

Kudo Shinichi sighed, found a book and sat down to pass the time.

…

“Why did you give the hoverboard in the closed beta to the high school detective?” Amuro asked in confusion.

He watched as Shuji Tsushima specially ordered someone to send it to the other party.

“Well…” Tsushima Shuji tilted his head.

“Experimental objects for experimental subjects…”

“Doesn’t it sound interesting?” he said with a slightly wicked look, with his eyes bent.

“But… what if the other party uses it on the people of the organization?” Scotland was worried.

Why are you still in a hurry to send weapons to the enemy?

“It’s okay.” He said lightly.

“Have you heard of playing with fire and set yourself on fire?” he asked casually and meaningfully.

Sometimes weapons can hurt you too.

…

[Do you remember how to use a gun? —gin (gin)]

“Ah, it’s starting…” Tsushima Shuji looked melancholy.

[How could it be forgotten. —cahors]

“He’s actually questioning my marksmanship? How could I forget that I’ve killed more than 60,000 people with a gun…” Wait…

This is the memory of the leader, sorry, I made a mistake.

But…why does it feel like this number is a little off? Seems like there are more numbers to come?

Hey… Could it be that there is a problem with the settings of my leader?

Tsushima Shuji rubbed his chin in thought.

[Go to the training ground. —gin (gin)]

“Really, that lord never urged me to train like that…” Tsushima Shuji sighed, leaving behind the question he had been thinking about before.

The father never urged him to train, but when Shuji Tsushima was a child, he would often be thrown outside while sleeping.

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Only a gun and a dagger were thrown out with him.

And the exquisite pajamas she was wearing.

“It’s boring to be too active in everything, Xiuzhi thinks so too.”

“This feeling of being forced to grow up is more in line with you.” The man looked at the bruised boy who was picked up, his tone calm and unhurried.

“Xiuzhi Mingming also likes it, the feeling of killing.” He showed an understanding gesture.

Tsushima Shuji as a child: …

Forget it, I don’t need sleep anyway.

Thinking about it this way, at least Gin won’t throw him into a den of dogs, wolves and snakes when he sleeps at night, nor will he ask him to fight a bear…