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Daisuke Kobe, the new wealthy detective of the Metropolitan Police Investigation Section 1. Use financial resources and kryptonite technology to solve crimes in a semi-violent manner. It's just a matter of course to chase criminal suspects while racing on the road using a black and green traffic light system, and all damages will be twice the market price. The interrogation witness refuses to tell the truth? 1 Million has been transferred to your account. Have you found a criminal base? Buy the entire building and aim it with a rocket launcher to fire sleeping gas bombs. The movie version doesn't blow up Suzuki's property but instead blows up Kobe's property? It's okay, Kobe Daisuke also exploded. [Balance: Unlimited] Outside his home, Kobe Daisuke picked up a little girl who fell to the ground in the rain and was still wearing adult clothes. But this girl actually teamed up with his great-grandmother and the kid named Conan to discipline him. The score will be settled slowly, and he will definitely come back with revenge. Huihara Ai: "Oh~~? You should tell me how you want to take revenge?" Kobe Daisuke stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the car. "Hey! Why are you racing so suddenly?" "This is my private land." ------ PS: Kobe Daisuke: the protagonist of "Rich Detective Balance: UNLIMITED".

Some people miss him all their lives, but never want to see him again. * She was born with a weak temper and was not lovable. When someone proposed marriage, her father immediately agreed, leaving her no time to even be in a trance before she got on the sedan chair. On the wedding night, the groom ran away. She ran away for three years, and when she came back, she also shouted that she wanted to divorce her. Unexpectedly, as soon as the nominal husband saw her, he immediately regretted it and delayed the divorce letter again and again. As the days passed, she was not in a hurry, but he was so anxious that he wanted to jump over the wall. Small theater The man shouted coldly: "I want to take a concubine!" "It's up to you." She said calmly, as if it had nothing to do with me. He sneered: "I know you really want me to take a concubine in my house. It's best to divorce you. Don't even think about it. I won't fulfill your wish." The woman raised her eyes speechlessly, "I didn't say that." "That's what you're thinking!" The little mouth that expected to argue opened and closed again, opened and closed again, and simply shut up. This man is sick. * In later years, someone asked her if she was given another chance, would she want to go back? Tang Ning tugged her lips, her amber eyes showed no sadness or joy, and she gently replied: "I don't want to think about it anymore. Some people are better off not seeing each other."

When Lu Qinqin rejected Zhao Shuzhou's confession, she was confident and certain that she would never like this person in her life. Later, in the fifth month of going abroad, it rained heavily. She looked at the rain curtain and suddenly wondered if Zhao Shuzhou would come to pick her up. But he won't come. * One day after returning to China, Lu Qinqin saw a small card in an inconspicuous drawer. She turned it over to the back, and it was her photo on it. Zhao Shuzhou kept her photo in his wallet for a long time, but he was worried that others would see her photo when he opened the wallet, so he could only face it with the back facing up and draw a kitten on the white back. She clutched the photo in her hand, tears already streaming down her face. She knew what she was missing. She missed Zhao Shuzhou's liking for her.

What kind of fate is it that we happen to be neighbors with our ex-boyfriend many years later? He Xingyong originally thought that the worst thing would be for everyone to be embarrassed together, but she didn't expect that this ex-boyfriend had changed a lot. He turned into an iceberg face and made her look at him all day long, making her want to strangle him to death. Who doesn't have a bad temper? So one day, when she was pulling her suitcase out, her ex-boyfriend leaned against the door frame of his house and stared at her with an aggrieved look, as if he was about to be abandoned by his owner. ... He feels like a yo-yo. Small Theater One time, Song Rong was learning how to cook in the kitchen and almost burned the pot all the way through. "Tell me, do you have a grudge against the kitchen? You come here to cause trouble every now and then." Someone said angrily. "I didn't pay much attention to eating before, but now that life has gotten better, I naturally started to study it." Another person was unhurried, washing the pot slowly, trying to save things. "What? You were so poor that you couldn't even afford food?" "That's not the case. It's just that you're not here and I don't think about food and tea." "... Is this why you trashed the kitchen?" "No, I'm doing this to let you know that I've been through a lot of misery these past few years. It's not easy. I want you to feel more sorry for me." "..."

Qingmei, whom she hasn't seen for many years, tries to sneak back to Zhuma and plot against him. Jane, a single monk who has lived for many years, Ming: "Is there such a good thing?" -------------- Yingmian leaned against the handle of the sofa, put his feet on the shoulders of his bamboo horse, biting a lollipop and reading a novel. "Many people in the comment area said they don't like childhood sweethearts as partners? Because they understand each other too well." Jian Ming glanced sideways at the little feet beside his face, lowered his head and nodded: "Yes. I agree." Snap! (￣Ε(#￣) Ying Mian curled up his toes and pushed Jian Ming's cheek hard, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Can you say it again? You are living a good life and want to find trouble, right??!!" Jian Ming asked, "Do you know your sweetheart very well?" "Of course! You like to dip your dumplings in soy sauce rather than vinegar! You play with your mobile phone in the toilet and like to check the shabby website. I know all this!" "Well, you have already told me why you like you." Jian Ming raised her hand to move her increasingly weak feet: "Also, I eat dumplings dipped in vinegar. But you didn't eat them, so I changed them to dip them in soy sauce like you." "I... Let me correct you." The girl's voice gradually became softer, but it was sultry: "You should say, 'with you'."