【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

"I think once the Neon Police arrest you, they will definitely make you confess everything. Even if you are determined and refuse to confess anything, at least I have saved this important girl."

Judy held the gun in her right hand, aiming at Belmode's vitals. She waved her left hand to signal the FBI team members who were ambushing here to come out and arrest the murderer she had been tracking for 20 years.

At the same time, the black figure lying on a certain container pulled the trigger in his hand.

A cluster of blood flowers bloomed from Judy's shoulder, and her shocked expression was reflected in Belmod's unruffled eyes.

The corners of Sister Bei's mouth curved in a cold arc.

She watched Judy slide weakly to her knees on the ground, waving her hand carelessly into the darkness.

"Thanks, Calvados."

Belmode put his hands in his pockets, walked elegantly in front of Judy, and took away the firearm in Judy's hand.

Judy gasped and looked at Belmod's backlit face, "Why, why?"

Conan's pupils in the car shrank, and he felt the oppression from his godmother at a close distance.

"Your plan is quite clever. You let your companions ambush here and use yourself as bait to lure me into a trap.

But it's a pity.

As early as two hours ago, I had already disguised myself as you and came here to tell those idiots lurking here that the planned time had been changed. "

Belmode knelt down and poked Judy's cheek with the gun barrel in his hand. He was satisfied to see an obvious red mark on the FBI female agent's face.

"One thing I'm curious about is that you clearly know that you are dealing with a person who is good at disguise, but none of your subordinates even doubted my identity when they received the order.

What a bunch of 'elite' agents. "

Sister Bei emphasized the pronunciation of the word elite, and her words were full of ridicule.

Judy glared hard at the face in front of her that was no different from 20 years ago, and the anger in her eyes almost became substantial.

"Would you like to take a guess as to why I went to the Metropolitan Police Department to steal the files on the case solved by Kogoro Mori?"

Ruo Muliang, who was rushing here carrying the coffin, silently complained: Because you want to kiss your godson and goddaughter at close range every day.

Belmode: "Because in this way, both the Neon Police and your FBI will think that my main purpose of staying in Neon is related to Mouri Kogoro.

Therefore, you will deploy a large number of manpower to monitor the detective agency.

And in this way, it will be easy for me to follow the clues and figure out your number of people, hiding places, contact information, etc. Naturally, I have already known your plan tonight. "

Belmode held the gun and patted Judy's cheek with the gun barrel.

"Doesn't it feel good to eavesdrop on me, little sister?"

Conan in the car watched calmly as Belmod unilaterally suppressed Judy with his IQ, and he didn't even imitate Haibara in trembling in sorrow.

Ruo Muliang, who was running the live broadcast room, sighed helplessly.

The aura of the red side is really powerful. Belmode is usually a typical person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much. It is common for him to kill the opponent with one shot without saying a word.

When did you explain the ins and outs to others in such a detailed and patient manner?

The villain really dies because he talks too much.

Forcibly, Judy, who had lost the ability to fight, delayed until his teammates on the wall could deal with Calvados, and then reversed the situation and engaged in a two-on-one fight.

Oh no, if you include Conan, this wave should be 3V1.

Just as Ruomu Liang was thinking this, a wonderful drama of "Director Ke beating up his old mother" was staged directly in Sister Bei's live broadcast room.

The familiar murderous football broke through the car window and hit Belmod's hand with great precision, knocking the gun out of her hand.

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After observing her godson and goddaughter for such a long time, either explicitly or covertly, how could she not know about her godson's signature murderous football?

Of course, the old mother was reluctant to blame her godson.

Belmode could only look at Judy lying on the ground with a look of trash.

Can you pick up someone wrong? The FBI is indeed a piece of trash!

Judy:? ? ?

Conan got out of the car with his electric-enhanced shoes that sparkled with electricity, and calmly pulled off the mask on his face. He casually threw away Haihara Ai's face, revealing his true face.

Of course, I don’t know if Yukiko used some super glue when disguising her son. Although her face was lost, the wig was firmly welded to Conan’s forehead.

Emmm, okay, it is indeed a bit cold at the dock in the early morning.

This wave is probably Yukiko's forced display of a wave of poor motherly love.

At the same time, on the ghost ship, after completing today's daily Shinigami routine using Kudo Shinichi's account, Hattori Heiji simultaneously tore off Kudo Shinichi's face and threw it away.

He reluctantly dismissed Vodka, who was also on the boat, and the increasingly outrageous conjectures in his mind.

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"I am Edogawa Conan, a detective!"

Belmode: Godson, not only do I know you are a detective, I also know that your nickname is Kudo Shinichi.

As Conan spoke his classic lines, Belmode spent his whole life's acting skills to avoid showing the sad expression of "My son's rebellion breaks my heart" on his face.

Instead, he still controlled his expression within the scope of a villain.

She is worthy of being an Oscar-recognized actress!

So the pressure suddenly came to Kudo Yusaku's side. Who did Conan's acting skills follow?

Conan exuded a sense of confidence that "everything is under control". He raised his hand and aimed his watch-shaped tranquilizer gun at Belmode.

The latter looked at Calvados's ambush position with the corner of his eye.

"I advise you not to move. After all, your current position is exactly in the blind spot of your companion's rifle."

Belmod: Tsk, even though my godson has reached his rebellious stage, my cub is still handsome.

Ruo Muliang, who had quietly arrived at the dock and was sitting on the coffin, watching the scene from the VIP viewing seat, touched his nose and looked at the hiding place of Calvados with amazed eyes.

Just, do you know that a sniper can move?

Although Sister Bei had many ways to reverse the situation, Calvados's operation of staying motionless and concave, even though his teammates were surrounded, still shocked him.

Your legs haven't been broken by Akai Shuichi at this time, right? Hey, move?

Calvados: No, I just have to make sure that God’s own son is within the blind spot of my shooting range! What if I accidentally shoot him?

Just as Conan was nervously confronting Belmode one-sidedly, a taxi with a slightly inappropriate style appeared at the pier.

Haihara Ai put on the spare tracking glasses made by the doctor, got out of the car tremblingly, and looked at the two sides in the confrontation.

After meeting Belmod's eyes, the little hedgehog subconsciously shrank under her cold, murderous eyes.

Ruo Muliang knocked on the coffin board under his buttocks and looked at the score-boosting machines one after another with a smile.

How should I put it? He actually admired Haiyuan Ai's kindness and courage. After all, the little hedgehog usually only sensed the presence of winery members from a long distance and would be trembling with fear. This time, he dared to brave his fear and take the initiative to show up. In front of Belmode.

But it was still too naive.

As long as the person in charge of this operation is not faced with Belmode, who released her godson into the Pacific Ocean, her idea of ​​"ending everything with her own death in exchange for the safety of others" is impossible to even express. Chance.

"Haiyuan, what are you doing here? Run!!!"

At the moment when Conan was distracted, Belmode grabbed Conan's hand with his backhand, turned the anesthesia needle in his hand, and pressed the launch button.

An injection that could anesthetize an elephant instantly put Conan to sleep.

Belmod gently hugged the unconscious Conan, carefully leaned him against the car, and gently said "good night, baby"

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