Chapter 386 Kuroba Kaito’s Riddle

Ekota.

Vodka followed his big brother's orders and drove Kaito back to the gate of Kuroba's house in his Porsche.

Along the way, Vodka was immersed in depression and concentrated on driving without saying a word.

Kuroba Kaito felt that the dullness was unbearable, so he performed a magic trick in the car to lighten the atmosphere...

As a result, the conjured pigeons flew all over the car, scaring Vodka so much that he almost hit the wall with his car.

After getting off the car, Kuroba Kaito kept smiling and apologizing:

"Well, Uncle Vodka, that was an accident! An accident! I'll change it into something fun for you next time..."

He held down the pigeons in his clothes that were about to move, and he was a little puzzled - it was strange, the pigeons who were usually obedient were so interested in Uncle Vodka's sunglasses today.

Vodka wiped the cold sweat, "No, no need, I don't think we should meet again..."

Damn it, the pigeons this kid released just now almost scratched his sunglasses... and even scratched a hole in his hat.

He felt that he should stay away from such creatures called "Phantom Thieves" and "Magicians" in the future.

It's terrible.

Moreover, when he thought that he had called a little brat "big brother" for a long time without realizing it, Vodka felt a little embarrassed and had to find a hole in the ground to burrow down, far away from Kuroba Kaito.

Seeing that Vodka seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, Kuroba Kaito scratched his head in distress.

He has already apologized for pretending to be Gin, why is this uncle still so depressed?

After thinking for a while, Vodka stepped on the accelerator and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Kuroba Kaito clapped his hands, suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something, and quickly grabbed the car door: "Ah! Wait, wait, wait! Uncle Vodka, wait..."

Vodka: "..."

What does this scary pigeon demon want to do again!?

"Well, I have a riddle that I want to give to Uncle Ren... Hey, where did I put it? I'll look for it..."

Kuroba Kaito licked his body violently:

An electric baton, a spare mask, a fake face, playing cards, fake breasts, roses, a set of clothes, a toy pistol that looked poorly made...

What he took out made Vodka dumbfounded.

He looked at Kuroba Kaito's thin and small body, staring at the pile of treasures he kept pulling out from under his close-fitting coat, and rubbed his eyes:

So many treasures, where were they hidden before?

Kuroba Kaito? Quick Thief Kidd?

This is Doraemon!

It’s simply more outrageous than my elder brother…

"It's strange, I obviously put it here before..." Kuroba Kaito finally pulled off his coat and started to dig through it, and finally took out a well-wrapped envelope at the bottom of his pocket, "Found it! This is it, Uncle Vodka

…Um, uncle, what’s wrong with you?”

Turning his head, he saw Vodka with a face full of doubts about life.

He himself didn't realize how much he took out - because after finding the envelope, he immediately stuffed everything back intact.

"...Huh? What?" Vodka looked at Kaito blankly.

"This is the letter! Please help me bring it to Uncle Ren." Kuroba Kaito stuffed the envelope into Vodka's hand with a bit of a mean smile, "If you still have trouble, tell Uncle Ren, even if you guess

Even if you don’t come out, you have to tell me the answer to his guess... That’s it! Uncle Vodka, walk slowly~”

It's been a long time since he gave Uncle Ren a question...

The main reason is that Gin has been disconnected from other people recently, and Kuroba Kuaito can't be contacted even if he wants to, and guessing riddles is definitely the lowest priority in Gin's eyes.

Because any riddle that Kuroba Kaito comes up with must be stinky, lengthy, and difficult to guess. The only two advantages are that it looks good and sounds good when read.

Vodka didn't know that Gin hated Kuroba Kaito's riddles, so he kept the envelope in his arms carefully, planning to wait until his eldest brother came back before telling him about it.

…

The moment time passed 0 o'clock, everything came to an end.

The moon was covered by thick dark clouds, the sun had not yet revealed its traces, and the starry sky was also obscured in silence.

Tokyo, which had been in chaos all night, finally regained its calm.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

After working overtime all night for the first class of search, all the police officers felt that they were exhausted and turned into some kind of animals, but they were sweating profusely in this cold winter.

"Have the data been calculated? What are the losses?"

Officer Memu wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned to his seat, sat down, and asked a police officer who was responsible for statistics.

"Yes! As of 21:35 in the evening, a total of 18 explosions had occurred, but the damage caused was not very large, and there were no casualties... It was just that five buildings near the explosion points were set on fire, causing relatively

There was a big fire, but there were no attacks from the public."

The reporter held a stack of documents in his hand, and after finishing speaking, there was still some lingering fear on his face.

Tonight's explosion shook the entire Metropolitan Police Department.

They have even issued a wanted order to hunt down the bomber... If he is allowed to continue operating in Tokyo, the consequences will be unimaginable!

What's more, at the end, the bomber even provocatively sent a 'crime termination letter', which probably read:

[To the incompetent Metropolitan Police Department: That’s it for today’s fireworks show. I think today’s hour-and-a-half-long fireworks show should make your police officers happy enough... I hope you can bring me more next time.

Fun——by smoker]

Look, look!

What a travesty!

Officer Megu only felt that his face was dull.

He looked at his group and roared: "Everyone! This prisoner has defied our police over and over again... He must be caught to wash away our shame! The honor of our Metropolitan Police Department will be put on the line!!"

"yes!!!"

All the police officers clenched their fists - their hearts were filled with anger towards the bomber.

It was a good night. Everyone who was supposed to get off work had already got off work, but this incident forced them to come back and work overtime until now...

The report document must be completed before I can leave.

All night, that's for sure.

At the thought of their vacation being wasted, every police officer's face was filled with 'happiness'.

The same goes for Officer Megure. He writes more reports than others...

"Brother Matsuda, thank you for your hard work today." Officer Megure looked at Matsuda Jinpei walking over and sighed.

The latter slapped him, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily, "It's not hard work. The prisoner didn't leave any traces this time. It's a relief for me."

I just feel a little sorry for the people of Tokyo...

Um... By the way, can I apologize to his colleagues and boss?

Officer Memu: "..."

Hey hey! Which side is Matsuda on?

"Oh, by the way, this is a report." Matsuda Jinpei handed over the report that he wrote in less than twenty minutes.

Officer Memu was stunned for a moment: "Why are you so fast?"

"I used to write a lot of explosion disposal reports, so I just picked up a few sets and it was fine."

Matsuda Jinpei yawned again, "It's time to get off work, I'm leaving first."

A group of people immediately looked at Matsuda Jinpei.

Set of templates?

Wonderful!

Officer Memu: "..."

It was over, he felt that the others were going to be led astray by Matsuda Jinpei.

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Chapter completed!