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"Yes, se is Qing, ran is Lan, my surname is Nianpusi. So Nianpusi Qinglan."

"Lan's Chinese pronunciation is the same as Japanese." Xiaolan sighed.

Pusi Qinglan nodded: "Yes, your last name is Maori in Chinese."

"Then my name is Mao Lilan." Xiaolan chuckled, "The pronunciation is so cute."

Suzuki Sonoko pointed to herself enthusiastically: "What about me?"

Pusi Qinglan looked serious: "Your name reads Suzuki Meatball."

Lin Qingzhu: I don't laugh.

Suzuki Sonoko looked confused: "Suzuki Meatballs?"

"Pfft." After being tense for a long time, Lin Qingzhu couldn't hold back and laughed.

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He endured all of Pusi Qinglan's previous mistakes, and he also endured Pusi Qinglan's Suzuki meatballs, but he was defeated by Suzuki Sonoko's repeated sentence.

Lin Qingzhu said, I tried my best.

Glancing at the younger brother who was still expressionless and calm beside him, Lin Qingzhu deeply admired him.

It's just that he didn't realize that when Pusi Qinglan said the three words "meatball", the corner of the little brother's mouth also rose, and was quickly suppressed.

If it was a normal foreigner who did not learn Chinese well, Lin Qingzhu would not want to laugh so much, let alone laugh at anything because of this.

But now, based on knowing the real identity of the other party, seeing the other party pretending to be a Chinese in a serious manner, he, a real Chinese, is also very embarrassed, okay?

With Lin Qingzhu's smile, all the four girls and one child over there looked over with puzzled expressions.

"Brother Qingzhu, what are you laughing at?" Suzuki Sonoko asked strangely.

"Sorry, but..."

Lin Qingzhu said without apology:

"The Chinese are the same as the Japanese. Most of them have black or brown pupils, but there are no gray pupils. The Russians have gray pupils."

"In China, unless you are a Chinese-Russian mixed race or a Russian immigrant, you can't see gray pupils."

Lin Qingzhu said, looking at Pusi Qinglan: "Miss Qinglan, which one are you?"

"Eh? Is that so?" Xiaolan looked at Pusi Qinglan in surprise.

Pusi Qinglan smiled, with a flash of murderous intent in her eyes, but she remained calm, and quickly followed Lin Qingzhu's words: "My ancestors do have Russian blood."

The eyes under Conan's glasses fixedly stared at Pusi Qinglan: No, no.

She never said before that she has Russian ancestry, which is understandable.

But when Xiaolan said just now that the eyes of Chinese people are all gray, she did not refute.

too weird.

"Did Miss Qinglan grow up in China? Your Chinese pronunciation is really not very standard, and the translation is also quite interesting, such as the translation of Yuanzi's name."

As he spoke, Lin Qingzhu tilted his head and looked at the other party, and read in Chinese expressionlessly: "Yuanzi, meatballs, so funny."

Pusi Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and was a little dazed by Lin Qingzhu's successive straight balls. Even if ordinary people find something is wrong, it wouldn't be like this without evidence, right?

Like a person who has no emotional intelligence and knows nothing about the world, when he sees something wrong, he will not care about the occasion and the other party's face, and will wipe out the other party's fig leaf.

Conan looked at Lin Qingzhu with shame, inexplicably feeling that the other party seemed to have suddenly fallen ill.

If it's funny, you should laugh like before!

Lin Qingzhu didn't care about the reactions of the others, and left with his little brother after speaking.

Only Pusi Qinglan was left facing a few people, pretending to be calm and trying to find a way to make up for her previous loopholes.

He just suddenly felt very boring, and suddenly became nervous, as if he was teasing the NPC in the game, wanting to see how the other party would react.

Will you take the initiative to "shoot"?

On the way, Lin Qingzhu looked at Zhang Qiling, and said in Tibetan: "Brother, pay attention to that Pusi Qinglan, if the other party makes a move, immediately make her incapacitated."

The little brother was taken aback, nodded, and asked in Tibetan, "She has a problem, who is it?"

"Russian demon monk, a descendant of Rasputin. A wanted killer by Interpol, code-named "Shi Kaobing". He has a gun and likes to shoot in the right eye." Lin Qingzhu replied in Tibetan.

Zhang Qiling fell silent, and Lin Qingzhu knew that he had remembered it.

It's just that Lin Qingzhu didn't expect that the other party would shoot so fast, and directly at him.

Even the original unlucky victim, Mr. Han Chuan, was behind him.

What he said before was not only boring, but also meant to lure the other party to make a move. After all, as long as the other party makes a move on him, he can get dirty and get it.

He didn't even have to wait for the other party to attack other people. If that was the case, he would have to go to the scene to squat.

However, his original thought was that Shi Kaobing might kill Han Chuan first, that is, the person who would have died. After all, that person had what Shi Kaobing wanted.

If so, after Han Chuan died, the gunshot wound to his right eye could also be evidence of Shi Kaobing's presence.

but…

Probably because she sensed danger from him, or felt that he would mess up her plan, or out of fear, or even simply annoyed by being exposed and suppressed.

No matter what the reason was, in short, he underestimated her revenge and also overestimated her patience.

The opponent was very decisive, and directly came to the door to shoot him, the kind of gunshot.

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Shi Kaobing stood at the door, against the light, casting a shadow, and in the silent environment, completely turned into a little black.

Xiao Hei decisively raised the hand holding the gun, pulled the trigger, and made a muffled sound.

Almost invisible gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the bullets were shot out in rotation at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

Lin Qingzhu reacted immediately when the door was opened.

The mental power predicted the trajectory of the ballistic, and when he tilted his head slightly, the bullet grazed his cheek and shot into the wall behind him.

The strong wind blew across the cheeks, and the buzzing sound of bullets penetrating the air brought an inexplicable sense of excitement, which made people excited.

Zhang Qiling, who was next door, moved his ears slightly, keenly picking up the sound of the gunshots processed by the silencer.

Immediately got up, Zhang Qiling's figure flickered twice, and he went out of the room, standing abruptly behind Xiao Hei.

I remembered what Lin Qingzhu told him before:

If the other party makes a move, immediately incapacitate her.

Zhang Qiling took a step back, twisted his waist vigorously, kicked out his powerful long legs, and kicked on Xiao Hei's vest.

Xiao Hei was kicked by this kick and flew straight out, fell hard to the ground, slid for a short distance, and finally stopped in front of Lin Qingzhu's feet.

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

Looking down at Shi Kaobing who was lying on the ground, the other party really had completely lost his ability to move, half his life was kicked by this kick, and he lay motionless on his stomach, almost fainting.

The gun in his hand flew out of his hand because of the attack, and fell to the ground beside him.

The little brother really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but he is a sexy beauty anyway.

The corner of Lin Qingzhu's mouth twitched, he squatted down, and simply knocked Shi Kaobing unconscious with a knife in one hand.

Then, under the cover of the windbreaker, he took out the hemp rope from the space, and began to tie Shi Kaobing with proficiency.

After tying it, and then tied a signature surgical knot, Lin Qingzhu grabbed the rope, lifted the person up easily, and threw him in front of the little brother.

Whispered his plan to the younger brother in Tibetan, Lin Qingzhu stuffed the other party with a piece of paper with lines written on it.

Zhang Qiling looked at what was written on the paper in his hand, his usual calm expression became a little weird.

Looking up at Lin Qingzhu, Zhang Qiling shook his head decisively.

"Brother, you need money for food."

Zhang Qiling paused, hesitated for a while, nodded, and compromised.

Seeing that the little brother agreed, Lin Qingzhu turned around, took out a plastic bag and a handkerchief from the space, wrapped the handkerchief and picked up the gun, threw the gun and handkerchief together into the plastic bag, and tied it up.

Bending down to lift Shi Kaobing, who was tied up in a ball on the ground, and taking the plastic bag from Lin Qingzhu, Zhang Qiling turned and went out to find Police Officer Mumu.

"Officer, I'm Chitong."

Police Officer Mu Mu shook his hand while drinking tea, and the tea splashed, which made him tremble again, and quickly put down the teacup.

He saw this person coming just now, and he was still thinking about why this young man who had been silent all the way suddenly came to look for him.

As a result, the opponent threw a bomb when he came over, which frightened his unprepared heart to a halt.

Fortunately, Police Officer Megure is also an old criminal policeman, so he quickly adjusted and looked serious:

"How do you prove that you are Chitong, and suddenly came to us to tell us your identity, what's the matter?"

Zhang Qiling turned and walked out without saying a word. Just when Officer Mu Mu was puzzled, he saw the other party walk outside the door for a while, and then came in again.

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"This is...Miss Pusi Qinglan?!" Officer Mu Mu looked in surprise at the motionless woman in Zhang Qiling's hand.

"She, she is..." Police officer Mu Mu was really startled, and his little heart began to thump wildly.

"Oh." Zhang Qiling glanced down at the person in his hand, and threw it in front of Police Officer Mu Mu: "I passed out, I'm not dead, I still have a breath."

Police officer Mu Mu looked down at this familiar and widely circulated tying technique, then looked up at Zhang Qiling's red eyes, a little convinced.

"I probably believe that you are Chitong, but if you don't have a reasonable explanation for what you are doing to arrest Miss Qinglan, I'm afraid you will have to go to the police station with us."

Police officer Mumu looked serious, and was puzzled by Chitong's behavior. He didn't remember what wanted Pusi Qinglan was.

"Pusi Qinglan, the killer wanted by Interpol, codenamed "Shi Kaobing"." After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he threw the black plastic bag in front of Police Officer Mu Mu.

The quality of the plastic bag itself is very good, and the contents inside are also very heavy. When it hit the table, it made a heavy muffled sound.

"What did you throw the trash bag for me?"

Police officer Mu Mu was a little puzzled, the things inside sounded quite heavy, so he touched it with his hands.

This garbage bag is quite thick, I don’t know where I bought it, the quality is really good, I can buy some to take home, and I will use this at home in the future.