Grass, this is not right everyday

According to the previous police guesses, this group of robbers must not have left Japan. According to Kudo Shinichi's reasoning, they will definitely do something again.

But don't know the time and place, how to determine the target?

So someone suggested that although the location and target could not be determined, maybe at least the time could be determined.

So according to the plan, the police tried an innocent boy who was said to be a robber. The robber would definitely care about what evidence the police had to determine the identity of the robber.

And after confirming that it was just a bunch of hair, the robber, while heaving a sigh of relief, might take advantage of the police's full attention on Hikigu and commit the crime again.

Obviously, Kudo Shinichi and Mori Kogoro's plan succeeded, and the police really caught the robbers.

"As expected of you, brother Maoli." Police officer Mu Mu admired, "You actually caught those robbers out, and you will definitely not let them escape now!"

"That's right, definitely not this time."

On the other end of the phone, Edogawa Conan, who spoke in Mori Kogoro's voice, said so confidently.

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"However, Brother Maori. Why are you so sure that this group of people will definitely attack again? The stolen goods they stole last time were worth hundreds of millions, not counting the 'Heart of the Ocean'."

Police Officer Megure led people to surround the Central Bank of Tokyo. After the situation eased a little, Officer Megure asked the question he had always wanted to know.

"Speaking of which, if Officer Mu Mu is a robber, what do you think is the most important thing in robbery?" The voice on the other end of the phone asked suddenly.

This question stunned Police Officer Mumu. After decades of being a policeman, he had never thought about this question carefully.But as an old policeman, he quickly started thinking along the lines of the robbers.

"Well, if I were a robber, I would rob for money. In this case, I will choose my targets carefully. It would be bad if I tried my best but didn't get anything."

"Then there are personnel and equipment. If the equipment and personnel cost too much money, it won't be embarrassing to lose money if you grab them in the end."

"Then there is the sale and transportation of the stolen goods. Like last time, if something happened to the Suzuki Tower's collection during the transportation, all the money would be lost."

Conan on the other end of the phone nodded vigorously, and continued to speak to Police Officer Megure in Kogoro Mori's voice.

"That's right, so officer. Now you can see the abnormality of these robbers, can't you?"

"Almost regardless of the cost of investment, they often attack targets with high risks and low returns. The stolen goods are also very subtle. They are not the most marketable gold and gemstones. Instead, they choose antiques and books that may not sell well."

"So I made a guess. Maybe this group of robbers didn't start to rob for money in the first place. It should be for some special purpose, using the identity of the robbers as a cover, in order not to be noticed that they really the goal of."

The more police officer Mu Mu listened, the more he felt that it made sense. He carefully recalled the information of each robbery. The equipment used by the robbers could even completely crush the police. It was like this every time.

And when you leave, you can use everything from sports cars, helicopters, submarines and even tanks, regardless of the cost.

In addition to the looted goods, although there are many valuable things, but in many cases more are more subtle.Basically something that may be culturally valuable, but happens to be worthless.

"Then, what exactly is their target?" Police Officer Mu Mu quickly asked, "If you can lock the other party's target, maybe you can lock the other party's identity!"

"This is the problem with the whole thing." When Conan said this, he seemed a little distressed, "No matter in terms of genre, culture, language, region, age, or author, there is nothing in common. What do they all have in common?"

"That's it...then if you have any clues, you must tell me as soon as possible." Police Officer Megure said on the phone, "The information about the Tokyo Central Bank you want has been sent to you, why did the robbers choose this place as their target?" Well, maybe there are clues to debunk their identities."

"But it doesn't matter if you can't find them, we will arrest them soon, hahahaha!"

Conan rolled his eyes, but thanked him anyway.He hung up the phone and turned on the computer.Sure enough, the information has been sent.

The next thing to do is to analyze the past cases and the collections in the vault of the Central Bank of Tokyo to analyze the real target of the robbers, right?

While Conan was immersed in the documents, Jock was wandering around the bank holding a gun.

It was the first time he robbed such a boring bank, and the staff cooperated extremely well. Not a single policeman showed up, not even a single one to persuade him to surrender.

The two corpses that fell in the lobby of the bank obviously provided a vivid example for everyone present, silently expressing what would happen if someone tried to take risks with their own lives.

"Boss, the fresh-keeping warehouse has been opened." Lao Bei quickly poked his head out from inside the bank, and said to Jock, "Do you want to see what's inside?"

"Did you find anything good?" Jock said as he moved towards the vault. "If there is nothing good, let's start working."

start?What kind of work do you have?

What Joke said made the hostages panic. They didn't want to know what the start of work meant by the robbers. They just wanted the robbers to leave as soon as possible.

But things backfired, and Jock didn't care what the hostages thought.

"Everyone stand up and go inside the vault." Jock said to the hostages after firing two shots. "Don't make me angry, be honest. The police will come to rescue you."

Jock drove the crowd like a flock of sheep, herding them into the vault.

The vault has been rummaged almost by Jock. It cannot be said that no useful things have been found, nor can it be said that a valuable treasure has been found. It can only be said that nothing is better than nothing.

"What is your purpose?" Banze suddenly said to Jock.

Jock looked back at the class leader who was not afraid of death in surprise, Jock didn't expect him to have the courage to continue talking to him.

"What is there in this bank that is worth your looting? There is nothing valuable here. Why did you choose the vault instead of looking for the cash?"

"Is it because the things you took away are more important to you than money, or does it mean that you don't know what's in the vault at all, and you just check it out just in case?"

"Is it like opening a lucky bag, just to take a look!"

If it weren't for the fact that robbing a bank is such a serious job, Banze almost thought that the robber in front of him just walked on the street and picked a bank at random and then drove in. He didn't think about what he could rob the whole time.

"So, what do you want to explain, what do you want to prove?" Jock glanced at Poison Island and Lao Bei, and said nonchalantly, "It won't do you much good to know so much. My friend, you forget thousands of things every day Why don't you forget about it too?"

Jock let out a strange laugh and directed the two to close the door of the vault.

"This kid is really interesting." Jock pointed to the closed vault door and said to the two, "I'll come here again after this is over."

Poison Island and Lao Bei shrugged noncommittally, and started to act according to Jock's predetermined plan.

At this time, the policemen guarding outside the bank heard Joke's gunshot as a matter of course, and they were faced with two choices.Either rush in now, or fully deploy as planned.

"We can't wait any longer!" A police officer slapped the table and shouted, "If we continue to wait, what if a large number of hostages are killed or injured?!"

"Although it may not be in line with the status of the police to say this, but now, we should give priority to catching the robbers over the hostages."

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The police and the police were still arguing, and Jock made the choice for them.

Suddenly gunshots rang out again inside the bank, and this time it wasn't just gunshots, but also flying bullets. The streets that were already cleared were instantly eye-catching, but the bullets didn't just stop, they continued Shooting towards the position where the police were ambushing.

"Exposed?!"

This is the first thing that comes to the minds of all the policemen, and it's a little strange to say that the first thing they feel is panic.

Comparing the impression of the group of people like Jock is too deep.If the hiding place is discovered and the other party has taken the initiative, such a firefight may cause most of the policemen in the front row to lose most of the first chance.

But there is always an accident in everything. This time the robber seemed to have lost his aim. The bullets from the muzzle hit the bunker indiscriminately. After the first round of shooting, no one was injured.

It is obviously a good thing that no one was killed, but the first reaction in everyone's mind was really blank.

Things are wrong, why is this happening, why am I still alive, and the bastard next to me is still alive?

The opponent seems to have weakened?

The moment this thought came out, it seemed to give a shot in the arm to the police who had been tortured countless times on the front line. They came to the front line with the determination to die, in order to wash away the shame that these robbers brought to the police. , they dare to do anything!

But now the opponent has become so weak?What are you waiting for!

The police only needed a signal, and the police officers of the working group lived up to their expectations, and soon the order to forcibly attack came down.

The attack begins!

The firepower of the robbers was as fierce as ever, but this time it was different. The police were fully prepared. The policemen on the top of the riot bunker kept shooting at the inside of the bank. This scene looked like they were facing Mi Ying. Heisei waste of ghosts and animals.

No matter how low the level of the robbers was, the ferocious firepower was still sharp, and the police soon suffered casualties.

But this was much lighter than the expected loss, which gave the police more confidence in arresting the robbers who were still inside the bank at this time.

There is no reason why they can escape, from the underground to the sky, all the passages in and out are blocked by the police, no matter what they can't fly!

When everyone broke into the bank, the firepower still didn't stop...or it didn't stop from the very beginning, which was a bit strange, but it didn't matter.

The police even began to wonder how many robbers there were this time. The firepower seemed a bit abnormal. Could it be that the other party drove out the tank again?

Even if the opponent launches a tank, the surrounding area is already filled with anti-tank mines, and these robbers will never be allowed to go away!

To the inside of the bank, only a mere [-] meters away, seems to be separated by a barrier made of bullets trying to keep the police out.

But such efforts seem to be turning into futility, and futility is turning into struggle.

The working group was about to celebrate loudly, which meant that they had finally cornered the robbers. The robbers had no way to fight back. They probably didn't expect the police to appear so suddenly, so they were not prepared enough. Bar.

The police finally broke through the barrier of bullets and entered the backstage where the bullets were fired.

But the scene in front of them stunned them.

There are no robbers in front of the police. There are only two machine guns whose triggers are jammed and tied up by a seemingly simple device. They just shoot back and forth outside, and they can even go around the side of the machine gun easily. Stay out of shooting range.

"What's going on."

At this time, the police headquarters.

One breathed a sigh of relief after completing the detoxification work, pulled up his pants and left the toilet, and pressed the flush button to open the toilet cubicle door.

There was a strange man standing by the urinal in the men's toilet.

If you want to say where the strangeness is, it is probably because he is covered with very powerful tactical equipment. He is leaning against the urinal with a Taidao, and he is releasing the pressure in the urinal.

"Hi." The man who was peeing greeted the officer.

He looked very young, maybe a high school student.

"Oh, such powerful equipment, it must be a lot of money." The policeman looked at the young man's equipment in admiration, and made a voice of envy.

"Indeed, but it's worth the money." The young man shivered and stuffed his good brother back into his crotch.

Tsk tsk, the higher ups are really willing to spend their money.Could it be someone's son came to practice again...

Saying so, the policeman came to the sink to clean his hands, and washed his face by the way.

He just took out a tissue to wipe off the water droplets on his face, but saw the man in the mirror pointing a gun at himself?

Turn back, but it's too late.

A bullet pierced the skull, hitting the glass with blood and brain tissue.

Jock put away his gun, threw Yan Modao into the shadow, came to the policeman, and washed his hands.

Pushing open the door of the bathroom, Jock wiped the water droplets on his body casually, Budao and Lao Bei nodded to him, and continued to point their guns at the policemen and detectives who were kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"Let me see. What good things have you guys prepared for me?" Jock sat on the office chair and looked at the file in his hand. This is the plan prepared by the police and detectives to investigate him, as well as the details of the investigation. latest progress.

Yes, when the police thought that Jock was in the basement, Jock was indeed in the basement.But soon, he took out his rocket backpack and went to the sky.

Compared with the trivial matter of Bi Qigu, how far the police have mastered themselves and who is involved, this is what really interests Jock.

Since the police have prepared such a well-arranged trap for Jock, how can Jock be worthy of their efforts if he doesn't step on it?

So after leaving behind some insignificant small institutions, Joker led people straight to the police headquarters, ambushed Joker while all the police were out, and entered when the internal police force was extremely empty, investigating and destroying everything about him.

Those kneeling on the ground, holding their heads with their hands, with guns pressed against the back of their heads, did not dare to vent their breath. They looked like criminals awaiting execution, but they should be policemen, detectives, and defenders of the law.

And the real culprit, the person who turned a blind eye to the law, was the guy who should really kneel down and wait for the death penalty, but now he was doing it comfortably, checking his own information.

"Hmph, interesting." Jock looked at the document in his hand with a delicate mood.

This group of people, especially the detectives, including Kudo Shinichi and Mori Kogoro, who Jock fears very much, can guess Jock's purpose very closely based on reasoning, and even start to look for and compare Joe. Grab the real purpose.

But it happened that this group of people had no evidence at all, and it could even be said that they were completely relying on it. Compared with the police who worked hard to find evidence, they were completely nonsense.

But on the contrary, the police who had a lot of evidence came to the completely opposite conclusion. These detectives who guessed blindly guessed that the eighth grade was not far from the tenth grade...

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"So things like detectives are a cancer in this society." Joker said as he lit a cigarette and put the documents aside, "The so-called detectives are either ruining the relationship between husband and wife, or making things difficult for people like me. You bastards who base their happiness on the suffering of others are talking about poor people with a small amount of money."

Jock exhaled second-hand smoke and took out a bundle of bombs from the crumpled cloth bag at his feet.

The bomb did not cause the police and detectives to panic, not because they ate leopard guts, but because the group of people closed their eyes tightly.

Jock felt bored for a while, and this group of people knew the rules too well⑧.

"Open your eyes and take a look." Jock waved the bomb.

The detective and the policeman shook their heads frantically, their eyes closed tightly.

"Just one look!" Jock tried to persuade them to open their eyes.

"No need, Mr. Criminal Suspect, we understand the rules. After seeing your face, we are really dead."