NOVEL NEXT Chapter 494 Money is like dirt
Chapter 494 Money is like dirt
Oh, we've arrived...ah, what's the tie? Wait, where is the train coming from?
The shaken detectives had no time to think after hearing the strange broadcast. They felt the ground beneath them tilt, and then they slid out under the influence of gravity.
Plop, plop, plop, one by one the detectives fell to the ground in the parking lot of the police station, stacked up in a heap.
Mouri Kogoro stood up, turned around and looked around: under the illumination of the street lights, there was a golden two-thousand-yard mechanical foot on the left and right. Then he raised his head, and what was connected to the crouching legs was a shield. The sky blocks out the sun, a smooth mechanical butt.
Why do we still emphasize that it's a big naked butt when we already know it's a robot? Because there is an extremely simulated anus in the butt crack. In addition, the skirt armor fell to the knees.
Wait a minute, wasn't I just pulled out from there?
Then Mouri Kogoro saw that the anus tightened and loosened, and a black object showed its sharp corners. It turned out that Conan had also been pulled out. He quickly retracted his legs to avoid being hit.
Plop, a Conan fell down on his face.
Different men were discharged one after another happily, and the women got a little preferential treatment. They were lowered slowly with a hanging chair, just like the endless dripping of lotus roots.
Senjian Shidai received special treatment. When everyone else was put down, she was lifted up and ascended to the cockpit above Free Strike's chest like an elevator.
On the ground at this time, Hakuba looked up and looked at the weird golden robot: "After seeing this thing, should Bandai pay publicity fees or copyright fees?"
It's a pity that Mouri Kogoro's anesthesia resistance was not inherited... because it was acquired, not yesterday or the day before yesterday.
Then he turned around and inspected Haiyuan Ai. All his whiskers and tail were intact. Don't worry about not being able to explain to Miyano Akemi when you go back.
Obviously the second one to send down refers to kicking him down directly from here.
Then he began to look at the police station next to the parking lot: "Where is this?"
After Martin came down, he ignored the complicated looks from others and just looked at Xiaolan, who was still sitting on the golden hanging chair with her head tilted and sleeping: "Xiaolan hasn't woken up yet? Everyone else has been awake for a long time, How much gas did she inhale? It was epic."
"The meaning of human life can be interpreted in many ways, but it cannot be just to become the scenery of another person's life at a certain moment. Therefore, if you do something wrong, don't blame others for not stopping it. This responsibility only belongs to you. "Martin shrugged. With his observation skills and Jin's ability to sense other people's thoughts, he comprehensively judged that Senjian Yoyo was speaking his true thoughts, so he and Senjian Yoyo fell to the ground in a hanging basket.
Martin, a foreigner, didn't know where this place was, so he ran in a random direction.
Then Martin poked anyway.
Just when Martin wanted to poke Xiaolan's face with his finger, Xiaolan opened her eyes and stared at Martin's finger with dissatisfaction.
"Didn't you bring us here?" Motegi Harushi stood up unsteadily from the ground: "But you don't know where this is?"
"Okay, it seems Xiaolan has woken up a long time ago, but the great detective was hugging your legs when she woke up, so you chose to continue pretending to be asleep." Martin looked back at Conan, who was intact except for his blush.
Martin, who was in the cockpit, held her arm affectionately, controlled Gold to open the front of the cockpit into a terrace, and took her outside to overlook the beautiful scenery at high altitude: "Old thing, let me ask you about your imagination. , are you planning to surrender, are you planning to surrender, or are you planning to surrender? If you surrender, I will send you down, if you don’t, I will send you down. "
"I didn't plan all this for money, I just wanted to know what the treasure that took away my father was." Qian Jianjiangdai shook his head: "Now that my wish is over, I am also willing to do what I have done. To pay the price...thank you kid, if only you could have shown up sooner."
Senjian Yoyo ignored Martin's malice, looked back at the gold beside him, stretched out his hand and touched it, relief appeared in his eyes.
He even denied it directly: "I didn't do it. I was arrested for no reason just like you."
"Hey, you can't open your eyes and tell lies, little brother." Motegi Harushi was speechless and pointed at the golden free strike squatting over there: "You said this thing has nothing to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter." Martin twisted a golden thread in his hand. This undetectable thread connected him to the eight hundred tons of gold over there. In addition to the previously comatose people, others have discovered that Martin can only control the gold connected to him. Then Martin pulled gently and broke the connection between himself and the gold.
"Are you serious?" Motegi Harushi looked up at the golden mountain, wanting to see what changes would happen to it.
I'm afraid that Kaitou Kid will be shocked again.
Then under everyone's gaze, Jinshan began to collapse immediately after Martin disconnected it, seemingly because the material was not strong enough to support it.
Not only did it collapse, it melted quickly like a shaped ice cream exposed to the sun!
"I said, is there going to be a flood next? Is the next program tonight going to be 'Water Floods the Golden Mountain'?" Motegi Harushi looked around and was ready to find a place with sufficient impact resistance to avoid the flood. 'Yes.
More than eight hundred is a lot, but in fact the volume is only forty cubic meters, which is not considered a flood at all.
Especially as an island country that is exposed to typhoons and storms all year round, Japan has a fairly smooth drainage system.
The detectives also discovered that the melted gold did not flow everywhere, but became smaller and smaller in place.
A minute ago, Belmode woke up from his coma and found that he could no longer feel his face, which was completely wooden.
What happened? where am I?
She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the asphalt road, with a group of people in her field of vision pointing at something and yelling. Turning his eyes, a tall golden mountain came into view of Belmode.
gold! That lord's gold! The future of organizations!
Belmod instantly recalled what happened before he was knocked down. The treasure buried in the old man's former residence finally revealed its true identity. When he was about to seize the gold for the organization, Golden Kidd suddenly appeared... and that one The green monster who came back from the dead and beat himself up.
So, did the gold fall into Shirley's hands? Now what's going on? Belmod stared at the golden mountain with wide eyes, and witnessed with everyone that the golden mountain became smaller and smaller as it melted.
When only half a cubic meter was left, a small rotating vortex appeared on the surface. When they zoomed out to be smaller than the manhole cover, everyone saw a sewer manhole cover underneath Gold.
The last small ball of liquid gold also fell into the sewer and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
Now everyone only sees an ordinary, dusty cast iron manhole cover with some dents due to heavy objects pressing on it.
The gold was flushed into the sewer, and everyone was left with this reality. Especially in Belmod's eyes, it was as if the future of the organization had also been poured into the sewer.
That is the wealth that should belong to the organization.
This overly magical picture made them ignore another question: Should normal gold be liquid?
Mouri Kogoro pinched Martin's collar: "Are you crazy? Could it be that I am actually crazy? Isn't that the gold that can make a country so rich?"
"Dad!" Mao Lilan stepped forward to stop Mao Li Kogoro.
But Mouri Kogoro's movement was too big, and the Wan Suiye was shaken to pieces again. After breaking from the neck, his head fell on the asphalt and broke into pieces.
One of the fragments with a mouth was still opening and closing: "I regard money as dirt."
After experiencing all kinds of absurd scenes, many people present felt dizzy.
(End of this chapter)