northernbook Chapter 263 Are Gin and Vodka good people?
Chapter 263 Are Gin and Vodka good people?
Once their request to spar was granted, both of them simultaneously withdrew their hands.
Qi Ming and Makoto Kyogoku looked at each other's hands.
The patient is in normal condition, with no flushing or trembling.
They all have muscular arms, that's good.
"In that case, shall we have a match now?"
Qi Ming immediately spoke, then walked to the middle of the road and beckoned to Makoto Kyogoku.
"Um, let's skip it today."
Kyogoku Makoto scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.
As expected of people from my lineage, they all have rather eccentric tempers.
They, the orthodox ones, still couldn't bring themselves to engage in such a contest on the main street.
"It's okay, it'll only take a few minutes."
"That's really not because of a few minutes."
Haibara sighed, stepped forward and pulled her silly older brother back, when suddenly a rough engine sound reached her ears.
It's human nature to look towards the source of the noise when you hear someone shouting in the street.
Ai Haibara then turned her head and raised her eyebrows.
A pure black Porsche 356A was driving from the road not far away.
They're traveling very fast; they should be here in about ten seconds.
How did they get here?
Could it be that Qi Ming called them over?
Ai Haibara looked a little confused, but she didn't stop walking.
She came up to Qi Ming, tugged at his sleeve, and said helplessly.
"I don't know why you're interested in Makoto Kyogoku, but if you really want to fight, let's do it another time."
"There's a car coming from behind, it's..."
"Alright, alright."
Before Ai Haibara could finish speaking about who was sitting in the car, Qi Ming interrupted, shrugging.
He understands the reason.
Atmosphere.
How can a fight between true masters be like a casual PK in the wild?
We definitely need a special scenario where there can be no one else around to interfere.
Let's give Kyogoku Makoto a break then. He's in the top 4 of the power rankings, so let's show him some respect.
The Red Witch, a wild monster somewhere, suddenly sneezed.
Toot——
As the sound of car wheels behind them gradually stopped, followed by the fading of the engine noise, the driver honked the horn.
"overtake!"
The instant the horn sounded, Qi Ming reflexively turned around and slapped the Porsche's hood.
boom!
A loud noise was heard, and the Porsche instantly lost its balance.
The front of the car rose high, lifting the entire vehicle off the ground.
After the vehicle spun around once in the air, its four tires slammed heavily onto the ground one after another.
"..."
The people around stared blankly at the scene before them, momentarily stunned.
Conan, who had already realized that the car belonged to Gin, was also momentarily stunned.
What is this?
After tearing apart the iron fence with his bare hands, he slapped a Porsche so hard that it flew up and spun once in the air.
Although surprised, several people present recovered from their initial shock.
Sonoko Suzuki and Ran Mouri eventually learned that Qi Ming was a fake magician.
Since they can use magic, it shouldn't be a big deal to add some magic to their hands and make a car fly with a single palm strike.
Like that, the Flying Spell?
Meanwhile, Makoto Kyogoku stared intently at the dented handprint on the Porsche's hood, lost in thought.
I've never done anything like that before, and I don't know if he could do it.
After all, karate doesn't have training methods for smashing cars with bare hands.
After a while, the two people sitting in the car came to their senses and then opened the car door and got out.
It was gin and vodka.
"You honked your horn in the middle of the city. It's your fault. I won't pay for the car. If you're not satisfied, call the traffic police to hold them accountable."
Seeing the two people looking at him, Qi Ming decisively went to meet them.
"..."
Gin looked at Qi Ming for a long time, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
"What are you doing here?"
"Where are you going to observe the site?"
"Same here, but there are some other things I need to take care of."
Gin glanced at the others around him, but didn't say anything more.
For some reason, he felt that the people gathered here looked somewhat familiar.
Unfortunately, he has a poor memory and has forgotten where he saw it before.
He winked at Vodka, then ignored Qi Ming and walked toward the back of the skyscraper.
Qi Ming scratched his head in confusion.
"What's wrong with these two? Are they socially anxious?"
"..."
Ai Haibara doesn't want to comment.
This is how people from that organization should behave, isn't it?
"That long-haired man looks really tall, but he seems so cold."
Sonoko Suzuki watched the two figures leave and muttered a complaint.
Although he was wearing a hat, his sharp eyes and high nose bridge were still visible.
He should be quite handsome, but I just can't bring myself to like him.
It gives you the feeling that if you go up to ask for his contact information, the man will pull out a gun the next second.
Kyogoku Makoto frowned as he watched the two leave.
He could also sense the aura emanating from the other party, but it seemed different from the skilled opponents he had fought before.
It must be malevolent energy, right?
"Those two people look so familiar."
Kogoro Mouri stroked his chin and sized up the two men. After a moment, he realized what was happening, stared wide-eyed, and clenched his fist.
"Oh, I remember now, weren't they the great philanthropists of that time!"
"Didn't they stand up and propose exchanging children after Mr. Qi Ming back then?"
Upon hearing Kogoro Mouri's words, those in the know nodded in understanding.
I remember that.
"Now that you mention it, I remember!"
Sonoko Suzuki nodded in agreement.
"And I remember there were quite a few people there at the time."
She actually wanted to go and replace Ran Mouri, but one of the women in the group of men in black beat her to it.
"Well, that's right."
Ran Mouri smiled and nodded in response, then turned to Qi Ming and said with a smile:
"They are still Mr. Qi Ming's friends, and just like Mr. Qi Ming, they are very good people!"
Hearing Ran Mouri's sincere praise, Qi Ming immediately felt a strong sense of pride!
He unconsciously straightened his back, feeling a sense of pride as an organizer for the first time.
"Cough cough."
Two clear coughs rang out at the same time.
Ai Haibara and Conan.
The two looked bewildered, clearly still reeling from Ran Mouri's comments about Qi Ming and his friends.
What is Xiaolan saying?
I feel like I'm hallucinating. Is someone actually praising the people in the organization as good people?
These two ruthless killers can be called good people?!
Ai Haibara knew the inside story, and after a moment of silence, she unconsciously glanced at Qi Ming.
"Ok?"
Ai Haibara seemed to notice something, her gaze shifting downwards, her small face suddenly stiffening.
The screen of Qi Ming's phone was still lit up.
Judging from the screen, the current interface is... recording?!
"Thank you all for the compliments! I'll definitely tell them your feedback later!"
"..."
This person has such a twisted sense of humor!