"What's that sound?"

Inside Siling Bank, like a rabbit that hears a sign of trouble, Conan raised his big round head alertly and looked around:

"I thought I heard a gunshot?"

"Gunshot?"

Vermouth picked him up and said:

"I didn't hear that, you must have heard it wrong."

"No!"

Conan broke free from her arms, picked up his skateboard and ran towards the main entrance:

"Something must have happened!"

"Conan!"

Mao Lilan also chased after him.

"Hello, hello!"

Kogoro Mouri and Vermouth looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

When Conan followed the sound of gunfire to the parking lot...

I happened to see Kitamura Hisamitsu and others putting cash into the trunk.

He immediately realized that this was a robbery!

"Conan, why are you running so fast?"

Ran Mouri found Conan hiding behind a car and peeking, and called out to him in a reproachful manner.

The shouting attracted the robber's attention.

They all turned their heads around, like hawks stalking their prey...

Hirota Akira turned the gun around and was about to pull the trigger...

It was held down by a hand.

"That's enough, let's go!"

Miyano Akemi doesn't want to see anyone die anymore.

The 1 billion yuan has been loaded into the truck, and killing a child and a high school girl is too cruel...

After a slight hesitation, Hirota Akira put away his gun and rushed into the cab.

Kenzo Hirota and Akemi Miyano followed closely behind.

The tires made a harsh friction sound against the ground, and the hatchback tourist bus, which was not turned off, rushed out of the parking lot directly.

"hateful!"

Conan...

How could I just watch the prisoner escape?

He jumped onto the skateboard and shouted to Mao Lilan:

"Call the police!"

Ding dong dong dong!

Ding dong dong!

The passionate music of saxophone and drums suddenly rang in my mind.

Sakaki Makoto looked up in astonishment:

“Who’s playing the song?”

In the corner of his eye, Conan's figure flashed by.

Seeing him chasing after the tour bus, Sakaki Makoto was shocked. He didn't care about the BGM that only he could hear. He threw down a few coins and rushed out of the cafe.

Seeing Conan and the tour bus going further and further away...

Sakaki scolded angrily:

"Depend on!"

I knew that Brother Kudo was a reckless man!

The robbers had guns!

You are not made of steel and you have never practiced iron vest training. Who gave you the courage to chase after him?

Where did you buy your skateboard?

How the hell is it going at the same speed as a car?!

Oh no.

They both have four wheels, so why should a car be faster than a skateboard?

That doesn’t make sense…that’s weird!

Sakaki Makoto stomped his feet in anger.

I wanted to catch up, but I had no means of transportation.

Beep!

A taxi stopped.

Window rolled down...

A grandfather wearing reading glasses poked his head out and grinned at him:

"Guest, you seem to be in distress..."

An old man who loves to drive fast!

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Sakaki Makoto jumped directly into the car, pointed at Conan's back and said:

"Please chase that kid!"

"Ouch..."

Holding the steering wheel, the old man said slowly:

"Company regulations prohibit chasing people..."

"I'll give you money!"

“It’s not about the money…”

The old man pushed his reading glasses:

"The main thing is that I don't lack money..."

"What do you want?"

"Alas, the praise rate dropped by 20% in the past two days..."

Sakaki Makoto was stunned.

Sir, you...

I guess they are taking advantage of me and specifically looking for me to give them good reviews...

The more I think about it, the more this possibility seems likely.

“I give you a good review!”

Without saying a word, Makoto Sakaki gave the old man a five-star rating on the evaluation form, using the highest possible words of praise.

Even the young and strong have used it...

"I didn't force you to do this..."

The smile gradually disappeared, and the momentum surged out. The old man regained his youthful feeling:

"Hold on tight!"

"I just modified the V8 engine the day before yesterday!"

Why...

Let's not make such unfunny jokes...

Sakaki Makoto hurriedly fastened his seat belt and didn't have time to say anything...

boom!

His head hit the seat directly and Sakaki Makoto almost sprained his neck.

The strong push on your back is like riding a roller coaster, with countless hands holding you down so you can't move.

taxi...

It turned into a shadow and rushed into the traffic.

How powerful is 530 horsepower?

With turbocharging...

Acceleration from 0 to 100 km/h in 4.1 seconds.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, the taxi moved forward.

“Is it fast?”

While driving, the old man laughed:

"I haven't reached the bottom yet!"

"You still have to obey traffic rules!"

Can this be called fast?!

Sakaki Makoto shouted in his heart.

It's obviously flying too low!!!

"Is 12 points a year enough to be deducted..."

"What 12 points?"

Under Sakaki Makoto's horrified gaze, the old man removed his right hand from the steering wheel, picked up the map on the passenger seat and took a look at it.

"12 points on your driver's license!!!"

Note: Japanese driver's licenses are not scored, but calculated based on points. For ease of understanding, the deduction point system is used here instead.

"Oh, a driver's license..."

The old man put down the map and said calmly:

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!