MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 481 leave me alone

Shiraishi got into the back seat of the car and carefully smeared the special shaping paste on Belmod's face.

Judging from the instructions for use, this thing is not used to turn the mold, but a colloid detection device that will penetrate deep into the interior from the surface of the object, and carefully probe the shape of the covered part.

After 20 minutes of application, it will record the data and return to its original state. At that time, remove it and cover it with the pre-prepared material package. After 24 hours, the human head can be "hatched". Of course, the perishable human tissue will be replaced with other materials.

After applying it, Shiraishi didn't stay in the back seat. He changed to the driver's seat, ready to take Belmod to another place.

This forest may not be safe, and Shiraishi felt that since he could even guess that Belmod would run here, some open fbi might also bring people over to contain him.

And now the police are also alerted by the explosion, and they are constantly coming towards the port. It is not safe to stay here.

After leaving the woods, Shiraishi thought about where to go.

First rule out cafes.

Then you can't organize it, otherwise, the next day, the matter of him putting a layer of strange colloid on Belmod's face will float to the ears of many people. If someone hears the gin, and asks, it doesn't feel good. explain.

Shiraishi thought about it for a while, but decided to go to Amuro Toru's secretive detective agency.

Belmod has been there several times and is more familiar with the surrounding environment. In this way, when the time for the shaping paste is up, he can directly throw her there, and return home with the expanded template as soon as possible, happy hatching, Instead of taking the time to send her.

On the road, the number of police cars began to increase. In addition to the port explosion, there seemed to be other cases. It might be a robbery, a murder, a robbery and a murder... In short, the situation is not suitable for staying in circles on the street.

The car that Shiraishi prepared had dark windows, which attracted the attention of the traffic police and passersby who had watched too many police and gangster films.

More importantly, at this time, on the back seat of his car, there was really a woman who was in a wrong state and lost her mobility and consciousness.

If a policeman runs over at this time, politely salute to check the car...

Shiraishi looked at the crowded lane, and simulated the possibility and difficulty of escaping on the roof of another car, and then regretfully realized that the racing skills he had acquired from Toru Amuro did not seem to be enough to support this kind of operation. .

So he gave up the [PnB: ride on the road until it's time for shaping paste] and went straight to the detective office.

Anyway, no one usually goes to this place. In the past, without an appointment, if he came here ten times, he might only meet Amuro Toru here once.

And Amuro's position is absolutely red, even if he sees that he is doing strange things to the villain Belmod, as long as he doesn't kill her, which leads to the organization's accountability, he will definitely not care.

In other words, when he arrives at the office, no one will interfere with his great business of developing models.

Shiraishi quickly parked the car downstairs, very close to the gate.

In the past, there were occasionally police stations around here to observe and record the behavioral patterns and characteristics of the members of the organization. However, since he helped Feng Jianyu also increase a little performance, this group of people has disappeared, and only occasionally can see a group of posts in the distance.

Although it was inconvenient for Shiraishi to deal with some criminals without cost, but now it seems that there is a good point - no one is watching, he can safely take out Belmod, who is covered with plastic, and bring it into the office.

There was no one in the office.

Shiraishi looked at the time, there were still five minutes left, and it should be too late.

Just as I was about to pick up a can of Coke and celebrate in advance that I got the hand, a series of bells suddenly rang in the room.

Shiraishi really doesn't want to communicate with the outside world right now.

But fortunately, it didn't sound like his own phone ring, it was from Belmod.

Shiraishi ignored the bell and continued to reach for the cola, but as soon as he touched the cold bottle, Belmod's bell stopped, but his phone rang again.

"..." Hearing the bell, the person looking for him was Gin.

And it wasn't an email or text message, it was a direct phone call.

Shiraishi had a bad premonition in his heart.

He hesitated between picking up and not picking up, and finally thought that there were only a few minutes left, and he could still fly over the gin, so he picked it up.

Gin never had a "Hello? Hello" on the phone, and it always went straight to the point.

His grim voice came from the receiver: "You did the explosion in the port? Where is Belmod?"

"..." Shiraishi fell silent.

The issue of gin wine, as always, is a blocker for undercover agents.

There are so many criminals who like to use bombs in this world, and Belmod has also hooked up with so many tool people, why should he look for him in advance? What if you wronged a good person.

Shiraishi whispered back, "It's me."

…Well, this time there was no doubt about it.

After a pause, Shiraishi briefly explained the situation: "Belmode is next to me, she was injured by Akai Shuichi, and we are now in Bourbon's detective agency."

"I see." Gin didn't sound surprised, and seemed to have long known that Akai Shuichi was nearby, "If Belmod's injury is serious, send her to Cuphu No. 3 Hospital, and wait if it's not serious. , I have something to ask her."

Shiraishi answered and hung up the phone with confidence.

From what Gin said, it doesn't seem like he will come right away.

Shiraishi was relieved. He took Coke and sat on the sofa. He looked at his watch. After applying it, there were more than three minutes left in the countdown, and he was at ease.

Holding Coke, he turned his eyes to Belmod, habitually wanting to admire her pretty face, but his eyes collided with an ugly yellowish plastic paste.

Shiraishi looked back indifferently~www.novelbuddy.com~ and took a sip of cola even more insipidly—the mask's taste is still not as sensitive as the body, especially when there is no food to eat, and happy water is no longer happy.

Staring at Coke for more than ten seconds, the locked door of the office clicked twice, followed by being pushed open from the outside.

The "clicking" sound sounded like he was trying to pry the door, and Amuro had a key, and he usually wouldn't forget to bring it.

Shiraishi was startled, and subconsciously covered Belmod's face behind him, thinking that the gin was coming too soon.

As a result, he turned his head and saw a passerby's face.

"..." happy again -1.

This person wouldn't be chasing Belmod.

The passerby's face was the same as before, wearing a carefully matched Sao bag costume.

However, at this time, the clothes and his people were not in good condition. The clothes on the waist were torn through a hole, revealing the unsightly body armor inside.