Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 507 I Will Call You Three Hundred Warriors of Sparta
Angostella doesn't know what Matsuda Jinpei's heart is like.

But just by looking at Matsuda Jinpei's expression, he knew that the other party must be a stubborn person.

"Tsk... Sure enough, each of these people has strong willpower." Angostella showed distressed expression, "Sure enough, can we just kill them?"

He grabbed Matsuda Jinpei's hand harder and harder.

"Officer Teddy, think about it...you're really going to die, okay? You're not dead? You were planting a bomb just now, right? You probably don't want the things you use against us to use on yourself."

Matsuda Jinpei's expression became more ferocious.

next to.

Anderberg, who was silent, suddenly said coldly: "Is there a possibility..."

"Huh?" Angostella turned to look at her wallet teammate, wanting to hear what the latter had to say.

Underburger glanced at him:

"Is it possible that you pinched him so hard that he couldn't speak?"

Angostura: "..."

OK, makes sense?

"Also, his name is Matsuda Jinpei, and his police rank is Police Department." A pamphlet appeared in Anderberg's hand at some point, "There is neither Tai nor Di in his name."

Angostella looked at his teammates speechlessly, "I know...but didn't I forget his name? Teddy is quite appropriate."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

What a ghost!
Due to the suggestion of his teammates, Angostella's hand relaxed a little unconsciously, and Matsuda Jinhei also had a chance to take a few breaths.

"Okay, now you should be able to talk, right?"

Angostura asked again.

But obviously, if Matsuda Jinpei couldn't say anything this time, he would be strangled to death by Angostura on the spot.

"Ha... ha... you want me, say, what?" Matsuda Jinping panted heavily, his words were broken, but he could still grin, completely without the despair of a normal person before dying.

Both Angostella and Anderberg could feel this mentality.

The former smacked his lips even more, "Tsk tsk, Amb, look, this is the real warrior..."

"Yes." Anderberg nodded calmly, "I suggest you go to see the three hundred warriors of Sparta, a total of three hundred."

Angostella's face was black: "I don't care about the quantity!"

Why does Amber always disturb the atmosphere at such a serious time?

however.

What neither of them expected was that Matsuda Jinpei also interjected with a dark face:

"What do I have to do with Sparta?"

First Teddy, then Sparta... Is there something wrong with these people?
"...?!"

Angostura looked at him in astonishment.

This Japanese policeman...is wrong!How could he keep up with his conversation with Amber?

Anderberg was also stunned for a moment, then looked at Matsuda Jinpei seriously, and made an objective evaluation after a while: "Your hair is very similar to that of a Spartan warrior."

Well, yes, short curly hair.

"...Then let me tell you, your hairstyle is similar to that of a Spartan warrior, right?" Matsuda Jinhei rolled his half-moon eyes and complained speechlessly.

"No, it's not the same." Anderberg retorted seriously, and took out a movie viewing manual from his small satchel, his expressionless face was full of seriousness, "The hair color of Spartan warriors is mostly brown. Brown, which is the color of your hair, Sergeant, and mine is pale blond, the difference is huge...and mine is longer than yours."

When presenting evidence, Anderberg also deliberately threw a lock of long hair on the back of his head to the front.

"...You are really rigorous, but from the perspective of race, I don't seem to be the same as Sparta, right?"

"Well, you are right about this, but I mainly think that your hairstyle..."

Angostura: "..."

Who can tell him how these two people chatted like no one else?

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was still pinched by him, lost in thought.

at last……

"Stop! stop, stop!"

Angostella said three time-outs in a row, pushed Anderberg aside, grabbed Matsuda Jinpei's hand even harder, and his face was a little dark, "Stop discussing the Spartan warriors! You Just answer my question well, and I allow you to chat with Ambu for 10 minutes before you die."

Matsuda Jinhei rolled his eyes, "Then do I still have to thank you for your mercy?"

It's really weird, obviously he was a little panicked at the beginning, but now...he feels an indescribable sense of relief.

It was as if death was his destiny.

...Although it seems a bit secondary, Matsuda Jinpei really feels this way, and he can basically be sure that he will be strangled to death and then blown to pieces—if the other party has the insurance to dismantle the bomb, otherwise it will just be There was only one option left to be strangled.

Thinking of this, Matsuda Jinping was still a little bit disappointed.

There was another stalemate on the field for nearly 1 minute. Angostella also saw Matsuda Jinpei's attitude, and said lamentably:

"It's a pity, it's a pity... I respect you as a warrior, you—"

Anderberg interjected again: "Three hundred Spartans..."

"Shut up Amber!"

Angostella's face darkened again, there must be something wrong with his teammates.

"I think we can take him back and torture him to extract a confession." Anderberger changed the subject without hesitation.

"Are you kidding me, Ambu?" Angostella looked at Matsuda Jinhei who looked at death like home, and curled his lips, "This police officer Teddy is not easy to extract a confession at first glance, it is better to be direct than to waste effort..."

"Uh...uh!"

Matsuda Jinhei stared at Angostella, grabbed Angostella's wrist forcefully, and made a ho-ho sound from his throat.

Angostella ignored Matsuda Jinpei's behavior of pinching him hard, raised his brows, and loosened his hands slightly: "What? Thinking about it?"

"Ahem! Ahem..." Matsuda Zhenping coughed several times before gritting his teeth and said, "You are Teddy!"

Angostura: "..."

Is there really someone who puts the issue of species more important than life before dying?There must be something wrong with this policeman, right?

Anderberg: "..."

Teddy, Spartan, Spartan, Teddy...

Angostella, who was restrained by Matsuda Jinpei, squeezed his neck again in the next second, and it seemed that he didn't intend to continue dawdling.

However, at this moment, a muffled mobile phone rang in the silent alleyway.

Matsuda was startled, and immediately wanted to take out his phone and press it, but he was in a state of hypoxia at the moment, and his reaction was slower than normal by more than three beats. When he stretched out his hand, Angostella had already He took his cell phone in his hand.

"Yo? Who called you?"

Angostella shook the phone in front of Matsuda Jinping, "Your colleague? Or...the superior?"

The caller ID is an unfamiliar number, and it is unlikely that an acquaintance will call.

"Is there a possibility." Anderberg said calmly, "This is just an ordinary harassing phone call."

"Shut up Amber!"

(End of this chapter)