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14. Pigeon

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    Gin's calmness is just an example. In fact, as Japan's national male god and a "treasure" in the hearts of many police detectives around the world, Kidd's every move is highly valued.  Not to mention, in Kudo's house in Yoneka Town, which is the same as Idol's hut, there lived a detective who had a close friendship with Kid.

    Gin doesn¡¯t pay attention to Kidd, but he can¡¯t stand Kidd, who is the traffic king with his own explosive points.  Therefore, after his card appeared, all the real-time news switched to Kidd-related, followed by the screams of girls from outside, which could not be stopped even if the doors and windows were closed.

    The good evening leisure time just passed by the wind. Gin turned off the TV expressionlessly and took out the newspaper from the drawer.

    Since he can¡¯t read the news, he can always read the old newspapers, right?

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    Tanuma was putting the washed dishes back into the sterilizer when he turned around and met Tamamo's shining fox eyes, inadvertently startling him.  However, with the cold-faced Killer Ghost Kiri in front of him, the cute Tamamo Mae doesn't scare him at all.

    ¡°It¡¯s Tamamo-sama, is something okay?¡± the gentle black-haired boy asked with a smile.

    ¡°Do you have a comb?¡± Tamamozamae got straight to the point.

    "Comb?" Tanuma didn't react for a moment and repeated his question.

    Tamamo nods: "Yes, it's best to use an ivory comb or a jade comb. If you don't have either, a sandalwood comb will also work."

    Tanuma was just confused at first, but after hearing its request, he became helpless: "Mr. Tamamoae, I don't have the combs made of the materials you mentioned. I only have an ordinary wooden comb with dense teeth. It was a gift from my cousin when he went back to the supermarket to buy something.  ,Do you want it?"

    Tamamo patted his tail in front of him, and after thinking about it, this family is an ordinary person, and he couldn't ask for too much, so he agreed.

    Tanuma asked him to wait for a moment, then turned back to the room to get a comb and handed it to him.

    Holding the unopened wooden comb in her mouth with some disgust, Tamamoae ran out of the kitchen, lightly jumped on Gin's knees, then jumped onto the newspaper, curled her tail, and lay down.

    Gin Jiu pushed it aside unceremoniously, swept away a few silver hairs, and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

    "Comb my hair." Tamamo-mae spit out the comb.

    Ginjiu smiled coldly and ignored it.

    Tamamo Mae didn't feel angry at all, and calmly said: "The moulting period of Daiyou is very scary. I have to shed at least ten kilograms of hair a day. Basically, as long as I move, the hair will fly everywhere.  You don¡¯t want your shop to be flooded with my hair, right?¡±

    As he spoke, he shook his ears deliberately, and a few down fell down.

    Ginjiu frowned, then looked at the hair balls everywhere on the ground, and suddenly felt a headache.

    Seeing his intention, Tamamo Mae opened her lips, curled her eyes, and smiled kindly and cutely: "It's easy not to be bothered by my hair loss. As long as you comb my hair regularly, you can remove the fallen hair."  Just comb it down and you¡¯re done.¡±

    Gin looked at it and suddenly thought of something. He picked up a thin hair and pulled it. It was more flexible than the toughest nylon rope he had ever used. Several strands stacked together were very protective and could be used for making  Enough armor.

    ¡°If Tamamo-mae is willing to give him the fur she replaced, this business is not impossible.

    So, Gin told Tamamo Mae his conditions, and she agreed without hesitation.

    ¡°It¡¯s useless for me to keep these hairs anyway, you can just take them if you want.¡±

    With Tamamo Mae so cheerful, Gin naturally did not hesitate. He immediately removed the packaging bag of the wooden comb, and while reading the newspaper, he awkwardly started to comb his hair for the first time.

    The fur of the little fox is fluffy and smooth, and there is no obstruction from the top of the head to the tip of the tail with a comb.  The slightly rough comb teeth just scratch the itchy skin, just like a pair of hands gently massaging the tired muscles, making the body and mind feel relaxed.

    Tamamo Mae raised her head slightly, narrowed her eyes in intoxication, and hooked her tail tip to express her pleasure.

    The soft "rustling" sound of the wooden comb across the hair reminded it of an afternoon many years ago, when the sun shone into the swaying branches of the ancient trees, the sound of wind passed by my ears like a wave, and I sat watching the swaying light and shadow around me.  With a clear-faced wife, everything is so peaceful and natural.

    It seems like it will never change

    The wooden comb suddenly stopped, and Tamamo Mae's thoughts were interrupted.  It looked up at Gin unhappily and saw him forcefully brushing off the hair ball tangled in the comb and placing it in a small paper box aside.

    &nbThere was a heavy haze, as if there were dark clouds brewing a storm.

    The detective who was robbed of his "prey" was very angry.

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    On the other side, Kudo Shinichi¡¯s ¡°prey¡±, Kidd, escaped with the help of flying pigeons and covered the wound on his shoulder to find a place to rest.

    His plan was ruined by a sudden change, and the escape arrangements he had prepared before could not be used, otherwise Grandpa Terai would be implicated.  For the current plan, we can only get rid of the pursuers behind us first, and then find a way to contact Grandpa Terai.

    With this thought in mind, Kidd grabbed the wound hard, endured the severe pain and squirted the blood towards the left one of the three forked roads, leaving half a blurred footprint at the middle intersection, and then ran into the right one.

    His white figure instantly disappeared into the night.

    Idou¡¯s cabin, Gin¡¯s bedroom balcony.

    There were no lights on inside or outside the house, and Gin stood in the wind, her silver hair flying like a dick.

    He held a cigarette in his mouth, lit the lighter, and slowly exhaled the smoke: "System, if you don't give me a perfect explanation for waking me up in the middle of the night, I will let you know how wonderful my sea of ??consciousness can be.  '."

    People¡¯s imagination is infinite, and in Gin¡¯s sea of ??consciousness, all the things he imagines can be applied to the system, and he can do it accurately and with great accuracy.

    "Don't worry, wait a little longer." The system reassured, "An injured pigeon will fly over here."

    "Just for a pigeon?" Gin's veins loomed.

    "This pigeon is very important!" the system argued. After a pause, it was about to list its importance one by one, but in the middle of the sentence, it took a sharp turn and became: "Come on, come on! The pigeon is here!"  Quickly put down the hunter behind the dove and save it!"

    Gin: ""

    An Zuzu decided to blow up the system in the sea of ????consciousness. Ginjiu raised his eyes and looked in front of the balcony.

    His excellent night vision allowed him to easily spot the sniper rifle on the roof of the Maori Detective Agency opposite. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at a pure white figure that was particularly conspicuous in the night. The red dot symbolizing death emerged from his chest.  Moving forward to his head, the next moment, he saw him throwing a steel rope, stepping on the wall, turning over, and jumping straight to Gin's balcony.

    With his cloak flying behind him, he looked like a super-large pigeon.

    At the same time, the hunter on the opposite side opened fire.

    The antimatter crowbar appeared out of thin air, and with a single slash from Gin, the stick that looked like a fire stick broke through the space restriction and flew directly into the sniper's face.

    The small amount of controllable anti-matter attached to it crushed the sniper rifle into powder and then disappeared quickly. Although the sniper gun was not shattered together, it was still firmly swung with the stick. The right cheek almost touched the left cheek, and there was a nosebleed.  Flying together with the front teeth, he pouted at that time.

    "Giant Pigeon" was shocked by this unexpected move. The foot that had been on the edge of the balcony suddenly stepped on the air and fell straight down.  Seeing this, Gin used the crowbar to grab his feet and lifted him up.

    Kidd stood dazedly on the crowbar that was not slippery at all, with his arms spread flat, and he looked at Gin in a standard diving preparation posture. He had three inner philosophies: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

    Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and moved his eyes from the dove on Kidd's shoulder to his face: ""

    The system grumbled in his mind: "When will you stop setting flags with your law-level mouth!"

    ¡°¡­tm Didn¡¯t you pick me up in the middle of the night to save the pigeons?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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