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Chapter 170 Akai Shuichi, your boss was captured by the bad guys!

"Who is that uncle surrounded by those people?"

Yuantai pointed at the foreigner in his fifties who was surrounded by people, and asked Dr. A Li and Yuan Huaiyu.

"Ah, that's the person in charge of this animal show, Mr. Randy Hawke."

Dr. A Li looked in the direction of Genta's finger and answered quickly.

"He is a rich man who made his fortune from oil. He, his son Paul, and his daughter Anne all love animals. The family raises many animals and holds animal performances all over the world."

"There is a photo of him on the last page of the performance manual. His latest interest is to follow the performance troupe around the world to visit zoos in various countries."

"And he never takes bodyguards with him when he goes out. It is said that it is because of some cowboy spirit."

Yuan Huaiyu smiled but said nothing.

Although he looks very similar, this guy is not Randy Hawke, who loves animals, but James Blake, the FBI investigator and the chief in charge of the investigation of the black organization!

"Ah, no..."

"I'm not Mr. Hawke..."

"etc……"

"Can you please stop bothering me!"

The group of people witnessed James trying to explain clearly at the beginning and becoming somewhat hysterical at the end.

"Oh, the image of the tough cowboy is gone..." Dr. Ali scratched his head.

"Haha... Who told him to be so arrogant? He said that he never brought bodyguards to any country in the world. He really brought it upon himself..."

Huiyuan Ai said something venomous, and glanced at Yuanhuaiyu unconsciously.

And she immediately discovered that Yuan Huaiyu was also looking at her.

The two people's eyes met for a moment, and she immediately moved her eyes elsewhere.

Suddenly, Conan said: "It seems that this uncle has indeed encountered some troubles, and we can't just sit back and ignore it..."

With that said, he walked up, as if he was going to draw his sword to help when the road was rough.

"Huh? Conan..."

Several people watched Conan trot to the foreign man, pretending to be an innocent primary school student and said to James: "Ah! Uncle, so you are here! We have been looking for you for a long time!"

The reporters looked at the little boy who suddenly appeared in surprise. As for Blake in the crowd, he was pulled out of the crowd by Conan after a brief moment of astonishment.

"Come on, uncle, didn't we agree to have lunch together?"

Conan pulled the confused James and said to the reporters apologetically: "Uncles and aunties, he is really not Mr. Randy Hawke, he is my grandfather's friend!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Dr. Ali.

The Young Detective Team and Dr. Agasa looked in the direction of Conan with confusion. They had never heard that Conan had such an uncle, nor had they heard that he was a friend of Dr. Agasa, nor had they heard that they had such an uncle.

We made an appointment to have lunch together...

Yuan Huaiyu saw the doubts in their hearts and explained with a smile:

"That man is indeed not Randy Hoke."

"The British accent when he speaks English is very obvious, which does not fit well with the image of the American macho cowboy."

"You will know if you look carefully at the photos. There are indeed some differences."

Watching several people flipping through the animal performance manual, Yuan Huaiyu couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"For most people in the world, it is indeed quite difficult to accurately identify ordinary people from other countries and other ethnic groups."

"It's like I've lived for so long, and if you bring some African friends over now, I shouldn't be able to tell the difference..."

Conan had already pulled James over. Dr. Ali and the children, who had already read the manual and confirmed that the two were indeed not the same person, pretended to be familiar with him, covered him and walked out of the place, getting rid of the reporters.

After hearing that these people came specifically to save him, James Blake immediately expressed his gratitude.

"Oops! Thanks to you, otherwise I'm afraid it would have taken me a long time to explain that I have an appointment with someone else... By the way, have you ever seen a long-haired man wearing a black knitted hat?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Only Yuan Huaiyu knew that the person who had an appointment with James Blake was none other than FBI ace Shuichi Akai, the Silver Bullet.

"Sigh... James, if I were you, I would rather be surrounded by reporters than be dragged over by Conan..."

"That's an invitation from the God of Death. When you get involved in the incident later, you'll know what it means to make a big mistake out of a small gain..."

On the other side, James had no idea what was going to happen to him next. Instead, he smiled and boasted that he was not Randy Hawke's kid named Edogawa Conan.

Then, after listening to the three little ones showing off their identities as the "Young Detective Team", he, who was born in Baker Street, decided to treat everyone to a feast.

However, as he now lives in the United States, he is not used to the situation in Japan where the driver's seat is on the right side. He said that after he drove the rented station wagon out of the parking lot, Dr. A Li or Yuan Huaiyu would drive.



In the corner of the parking lot, a black guy who had been paying attention to his movements saw that his target was finally acting alone. He smiled sinisterly and said something to the phone that was connected to his ear.

Soon, just as James was about to get in the car, two men wearing police detective-like clothes came over and patted him on the shoulder.

One of them showed his "police officer ID" and said to James seriously:

"We are the police. Is this your car?"

James didn't know why: "This is my rental car."

"This is a stolen car."

"The owner of the car reported the incident a week ago."

James' eyes widened: "Oh no!"

"We would like to ask you about the car rental situation at that time, as well as your name and accommodation address..."

"Don't worry, I'm just asking about the situation in general. It won't take long. Please come with us to the police car. Is that convenient?"

One person pointed to the police car parked not far away.

James had just arrived. As the FBI, he naturally did not want to cause any conflict with Japanese officials, so he could only cooperate and walked towards the police car under the vague push of the two "policemen".

When he walked to the police car, he suddenly remembered that he couldn't keep the children waiting: "By the way, my friends are still waiting for me. Can I go and talk to them first?"

What answered him was a black and cold muzzle.

The gangster pretending to be a policeman finally caught his eye, put a pistol on his back, and said coldly: "Get in the car!"

James was stunned and stood motionless for a long time.

"Did you hear me telling you to get in the car?"

Seeing that James remained motionless, the gangster was worried about being noticed by passers-by, so he pushed James into the car with force. The two clamped James in the back seat from both sides and closed the door.

During this process, a white lion-shaped pendant fell down, but none of the gangsters paid it any attention.


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