People live from five to nine in Conan

boom!boom! !

"The last one..."

Wakita Kenze gritted his teeth, the last rocket that flew rapidly in the air had already passed through the barrage of the Gatling machine gun.

At this moment, with only one right eye that can't locate the space target... he has no chance.

"Humph!"

Wakita Kenze snorted coldly, suddenly let go of Gatling's grip, and pulled out a dagger from the tactical vest on the seat on the left.

A cold light flashed, and the two seat belts were cut off instantly.

Wakita Kaneze put the tactical vest under his body and jumped off the helicopter decisively!

"What, what!?"

The pilot who had been secretly watching Wakita Kennori's eyes widened, his mind went blank.

Fortunately, this gap did not last long.

Boom! ! !

The rockets fired from the lasing accurately hit the fuselage of the police helicopter.

In the dazzling flames, the pilot's consciousness immediately dissipated.

Fortunately, no pain was felt.

...

On the other hand, Wakita Kanezuri was not so lucky.

After his body smashed through the iron roof of the warehouse below, he fell hard on a car in the warehouse.

"puff……"

The violent shock caused him to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, followed by severe pain as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

This kind of severe pain is enough to make ordinary people pass out directly.

But Wakita Kanezuri just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, immediately pulled out the pistol from the tactical vest, and opened the safety.

"Looks like you need help."

Amuro Toru's cunning voice sounded at the warehouse door.

Wakita Kenze quickly pointed his gun at the past, and said in a deep voice, "Bourbon..."

"Well..." Toru Amuro raised his hands, indicating that he has no weapons, "I'm here to save people."

boom! ! !

The sound of the second explosion of the helicopter crash sounded at the right time as if the background sound.

"Where's Belmode and vodka?" Wakita Kenze still raised his gun.

Toru Amuro squinted and smiled, "Vodka seems to have received the order from Gin, and has already evacuated before you started the marksmanship demonstration. As for Belmode...you know, no one can figure out that woman."

Wakita Kenze looked at Toru Amuro coldly, without speaking.

Toru Amuro continued: "The police will be here soon, do you need me to recommend a private clinic to you? It's opened by an old acquaintance. It's very safe..."

Click, click...

Two slight whistles sounded behind Toru Amuro, interrupting his words.

"My lord, the car is already outside."

With a cold voice full of indifference, two young men in police uniforms walked slowly in front of Toru Amuro.

The stubby muzzle of the police M60 revolver is a bit comical because of the close distance.

Toru Amuro shrugged, raised his hands, and wisely did not speak.

Wakita Kenze slowly put away his gun, clutched his ribs and got off the dilapidated car. When passing by Toru Amuro, he said without any emotion, "If Gin is a traitor, you and Bell Maud... too."

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around slowly.

He looked at Wakita Kennori who got into the police car and left calmly, and didn't speak for a long time.

...

...

"Conan! Conan! Wake up!"

Amidst Mao Lilan's crying voice, Conan woke up faintly.

Before he had time to think about what happened just now, the sharp pain from the back of his neck made him straight up, "Ah, pain, pain..."

"Huh—that's great, you still..." Hearing Conan's painful cry, Mao Lilan let out a long sigh of relief, and then said, "I mean, you really scared me to death, kid!"

Looking at Conan who was still a little confused in front of her, Mao Lilan wanted to hug him, but when she thought of her childhood sweetheart, she almost lost her life again and again... The anger in her heart couldn't help but surge up .

"Why do you always do such dangerous things!?"

The sudden yell made Conan, who had just woken up a little, froze in place.

"Little, Xiaolan..."

Snapped!

A loud slap landed precisely on Conan's cheek.

Mao Lilan froze for a moment, as if she hadn't expected her hands to be so fast, but when she saw Conan's blood-stained hair scattered when he shook his head, the anger in his heart surged up again.

"Don't call me Xiaolan! Call me sister Xiaolan!"

After coldly throwing down a sentence, Mao Lilan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and ran out of the ambulance with her head sullen.

Conan touched his hot cheek and looked at the empty car door in confusion.

From an adult's point of view, he understands that Xiaolan is worried about him and angry that he is always disobedient, so... Is it a little too much to slap him?

If he was really just an ordinary elementary school student, how traumatic this big fight would be for the child! ?

...

"Eh? That's strange. Why did Xiao Lan run away by herself? Didn't she come to pick up Conan?"

Miwako Sato's voice interrupted Conan's reflection.

Eager for news from the black organization, he instantly forgot about Xiaolan's abnormal reaction, and quickly jumped off the stretcher.

"Officer Sato, what's going on at Mihua Port?" Conan rushed to the door impatiently.

"Conan?" Miwako Sato was jumped by Conan who suddenly jumped out, and almost kicked straight, "The situation at Mihua Port...is a bit bad. The bank robbers clashed with colleagues from the Ministry of Public Security. There were several casualties, one of whom was the chairman of a well-known auto company."

"Chairman of the car company? Kenzo Masuyama is dead!?" Conan said anxiously.

"This...forget it, anyway, it should be published in the newspaper tomorrow." Miwako Sato rubbed her temples, "According to the investigation by colleagues from the Ministry of Public Security, the mastermind behind the instigation of Hirota Masami to rob Mitsubishi Bank is Masuyama Kenzo."

"Impossible! A big man in the financial world like him has no reason to rob a bank!"

"Well... It is said that Kenzo Masuyama is also running a money laundering business in private, and has a lot of dealings with that dregs of the Mudang Society, and is also related to a bribery case not long ago, so a person like him will do this. This kind of thing is normal, right?"

"It's not normal! This is simply..."

Conan was startled suddenly, and didn't say anything else.

Kenzo Masuyama is just a scapegoat pulled out by the Ministry of Public Security, which is very obvious.

But why does the Ministry of Public Security insist on finding a scapegoat?

What are they hiding?

What is unspeakable about this incident...

"Officer Sato, how is Ms. Masami? Has she been taken to the hospital?" Conan raised his head and asked seriously.

"She..." Miwako Sato shook her head, "We didn't find any trace of her, but it is said that in the No. 53 warehouse that was on fire, a charred female body was found, and the police The people in the Ministry suspected that it was Masami Hirota’s body, and it is speculated that during the transaction with Kenzo Masuyama, an accident such as cheating happened.”

"What about the one billion yen? Was it also burned?"

"Oh, the suitcases used by Hirota Masami are all fireproof, and the one billion yen is lucky not to be damaged, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just a little strange that those suitcases are equipped with magic mechanisms, with the same amount of banknotes on both sides, one side is real money, and the other is just a newspaper covered with a real banknote."

"So that's how it is..."

Conan's pupils shrank, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Chapter 191 My boss is only GIN-san

In the dark and cramped small hotel, Vodka held a thick stamp album, pulled out the anonymous phone cards under the plastic sheet one by one, and threw them one by one into the stained toilet.

"Crash..."

I don't know how many times I pressed the flush button of the toilet, the last phone card in the booklet also started to spin under the action of the water flow.

Vodka stared blankly at the whirlpool in the toilet, actually lost in thought.

【Brother, why did you attack Boss Rum? 】

He couldn't figure it out, but he knew from Qin Jiu's gloomy expression that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

"Really, is it necessary to do this?"

Vodka threw the photo album into the wastebasket beside him, hesitating whether to ask for gin directly.

"Brother, will he be angry?"

The murderous aura that could be felt even in the toilet made Vodka quickly retreat.

During this transfer, Qin Jiu didn't say a single word to him except for the necessary confession, obviously he was angry.

Angry gin, really scary.

"just forget it……"

Vodka shook his head, and was going to go to the hotel owner to get some barrels of instant noodles as Gin ordered.

But just when the vodka opened the door of the toilet, a drop of cold liquid fell straight on his hat, making a clear 'snap'.

Vodka looked up subconsciously, and another cloudy yellow droplet landed directly on his wide lips.

A stench that had been warmed by the old altar for many years rushed straight to the sky!

"vomit--!"

Vodka rolled his eyes, and the person almost disappeared.

...

After a while, Vodka, who was completely unconscious after gargling his mouth, finally made up his mind.

Even if it would make Qin Jiu unhappy, he had to ask clearly.

"Brother, let's..."

Boom, boom, boom!

Before Vodka could be said, there was a rhythmic knock on the fragile wooden door of the small hotel.

"Who!?"

Vodka directly took out his M1935, and carefully hid beside the load-bearing pillar beside the door.

Qin Jiu carefully selected the small broken hotel. Although the facilities are very old, it has an excellent defense space. For example, the load-bearing column on the side of the door can be used as a perfect bunker, easily resisting the enemy's frontal breakthrough.

Boom, boom, boom!

The people outside the door ignored Vodka's question and just knocked on the door again with the same rhythm.

Vodka immediately grinned, and aimed his gun directly at the door, ready to hit the trickster outside the door.

However, before he opened the safety on the gun, the sound of gin came from inside the house.

"Vodka, open the door."

Vodka was taken aback when he heard the words, and had no choice but to put away his gun and respond, "Yes, brother."

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