Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 959 Gin: I haven't gotten into the car yet!
On the bench in the park, before the people around could realize what happened, Tumen Kanghui's body had already fallen to the ground.

Blood was pouring out from the holes in the scalp.

"Mr. Tumen!"

"There are snipers nearby! Stay alert!"

Two professionally trained bodyguards were the first to react, and immediately noticed that it was a sniper from the angle of the bullet.

The two used their strong bodies to block Tumen Kanghui who fell on the ground, protecting important people from secondary injuries.

"Mr. Tumen has been shot, come to support immediately!"

Two bodyguards used wireless communication devices to contact the other two entourages in the parking lot to come to support.

"what--!"

Rena Mizumura next to her let out an exaggerated scream with acting elements, and was about to run away in fright when an order for gin to be cold came from the headset.

"Keil, go over and have a look so I can confirm DJ's death with my own eyes."

There was no other way, Shui Wurena could only bite the bullet and follow suit, finding a good angle and stepping forward, so that the pocket camera on her chest could be aimed at Tumen Kang Hui's tragic situation.

Bright red blood flowed out from his head, already staining a small piece of floor tiles red, as if he couldn't die anymore.

Qin Jiu stared at the screen for a few seconds before finally confirming Tumen Kanghui's death.

"DJ is dead, Michael, Chianti, Cohen, back off."

At the same time as Gin gave the order, the two Domon servants staying behind in the parking lot were also running towards Kubado Park with all their strength.

Two figures ran past the Porsche 356A, unaware that the perpetrator of the assassination was sitting in the car next to him.

……

Under the pitch-black table, Hui Yuanai curled up into a small ball, finally digesting some of the fear brought about by the death of his companion.

She regained her courage and stretched out her hand to tug on the hermit's pant leg.

The hermit lifted the tablecloth and looked at her angrily.

"what happened again?"

The hermit's tone was clearly impatient.

Huiyuan Ai can also understand, after all, when I told my fortune just now, I didn't give her a good face.

"Excuse me... can I call the police?"

Because of fear and curled up in a ball for a long time, Hui Yuan Ai felt that his body could no longer run, and it must be unrealistic to go back to find Dr. Ali, so it is better to ask passers-by to call the police on the spot.

But the hermit's next sentence made her mentality fall to the bottom.

"No time to."

With a decisive reply, the hermit put down the tablecloth again.

This perfunctory attitude stunned Hui Yuan Ai, and she didn't even ask why she called the police.

What indifference!
At this time, Koizumi Hongzi was finishing her "handwork" wholeheartedly.

A small black top hat, a small black windbreaker, and a purple shirt are sewn on the little straw doll one by one in order.

In a few moments, the miniature version of the "Gin" doll is ready.

But now to complete this thing, the most critical thing is needed, which is something that the puppet owner has touched.

At this moment, another tall fortune-telling guest came.

The guest came to the divination booth, sat down, reached out and took out something from his pocket, and put it on the table.

This is a scrap of a burnt photo.

Koizumi Hongzi picked up the leftovers of the photo, inserted the fragments into the scarecrow's body, and began to chant a spell silently.

Hui Yuanai, who was curled up under the table, saw a pair of leather shoes on the other side of the table, and immediately understood that there was a guest coming.

Since the hermit didn't help to call the police, she had to turn to other people for help.

Hui Yuanai took the initiative to poke his head out of the tablecloth this time, crawled out from under the table, and looked up pitifully at the guests above.

"My parents and I got lost, please help to report..."

She was just about to show her affection and move her with affection, but she was surprised to find that this guest was none other than Qin Zhibo!
"It's you?!"

"You are..." Qin Zhibo hesitated for a moment before suddenly realizing, "Oh! So you were the little girl back then!"

However, Hui Yuanai couldn't hear the voice of "Qin Zhibo" at all, and when he saw an acquaintance in his eyes, the negative emotions that had been accumulated all the time were immediately vented, and tears flowed out of his eye sockets.

"Conan, he was killed by gin... woo woo~"

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry, let my sister hug~"

"Qin Zhibo" lifted Hui Yuan Ai from the ground, patted Hui Yuan Ai's back like comforting a child, and carried Hui Yuan Ai away from the parking lot.

And Hui Yuanai was lying on "Qin Zhibo"'s shoulders, his eyes blurred by tears, but he vaguely saw a miniature version of "Gin" on the hermit's table.

The hermit's mouth under the hood wore an evil grin, and his slender fingers held a silver needle, piercing the "chrysanthemum" of the miniature gin.

……

In the Porsche 356A, Vodka has put away the portable screen, and the car is on fire, ready to retreat at any time.

Gin leaned against the seat with a freshly lit Seven Star cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Belmode in the back seat changed his legs and crossed his legs, with a very relaxed expression on his face.

The original plan was that once the sniping failed, Belmode would disguise herself as a female cadre of the Mud Miserable Society, Kiriko Busujima, and drive a motorcycle to perform a car accident in front of Kanghui Tumen's car.

Tumen Kang Hui, who has a strong sense of justice, would definitely not turn a blind eye to the scene of the car accident. When he got out of the car, Mizuru Renai who approached from behind shot and killed Tumen.

This plan B has not been announced to others for the time being, but it does not need to be announced now.

Belmode's leisure at the moment is because she doesn't have to perform flops.

Although it is acting, it is a real fall. If you fall on a motorcycle all of a sudden, it must be very painful, and physical injuries are inevitable.

In case the foot that was finally connected was broken due to a car accident, it would be troublesome.

But fortunately, Tumen Kanghui was shot and killed, so there was no need for Plan B.

Although Tumen Kanghui had just died and everyone in the car was involved, there was no tension in the car at all.

The "virtue" of being guilty of a guilty conscience does not exist in them.

Because the goal of those bodyguards and followers was not to catch the murderer, but to ensure the safety of Tumen Kanghui.

Even if the person has died, the hospital still has to send it.

At this time, the police would not come immediately, even if they did, they would only block off the small area where Tumen Kang Hui died.

In short, the organization chose to kill first because it is the most difficult method of assassination to track down the murderer.

Of course, they stopped here not to wait for nothing, but to wait for Michael to come back.

Among the three points for sniping Tumen Kanghui, Chianti and Cohen are relatively close, while Michael's is a separate position, which is relatively close to the Cuphu parking lot.

So the original evacuation plan was that Chianti and Cohen would leave in the Dodge Viper, and Michael would leave in his own car.

But since Michael didn't drive here today, he could only take Gin's car.

While waiting, Gin was smoking a cigarette, picked up the phone and sent an e-mail to the organization boss, reporting the good news of DJ's death.

Suddenly, Qin Jiu's body trembled involuntarily, and a strong tingling sensation burst out from the abdomen from the inside out.

pat.

The Seven Star Cigarettes from the corner of his mouth fell unconsciously into the car, but the Gin Wine was stuck on the seat.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" The younger brother Vodka looked at Gin with some puzzlement.

I saw cold sweat coming out of Qin Jiu's face, and the faint tingling pain in his abdomen made him dare not move an inch, for fear that if he moved a little, his prehistoric power would uncontrollably pour out.

But even though his body remained still, the cramping pain in his abdomen kept tugging at his heartstrings, like a tarsal maggot that couldn't dissipate.

"Brother? What's wrong with the assassination just now?"

Vodka saw that Gin's expression was getting more and more ferocious, and there were only a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, thinking that there was something wrong with the plan.

"No……"

Gin Jiu forcibly calmed down his expression, and pushed open the car door, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, Qin Jiu closed the car door with a "bang", and left with a somewhat awkward walking posture.

Belmode looked at Gin passing by the window, frowned with some strange eyes, but didn't say anything.

After waiting for another 2 minutes, Michael came back first and sat in the back seat next to Belmode.

"Wait a little longer, brother..."

Vodka explained to Michael why he didn't start the car.

"Where did he go?"

"do not know."

"Then just wait."

As soon as Michael's voice fell, a black figure quickly walked to the front passenger's door and opened the door.

The icy-faced Gin came back again. He sat in the co-pilot, glanced at the rearview mirror, saw that everyone was present, and immediately gave an order.

"drive."

Hearing Gin's order, Vodka, who had been ready to retreat for a long time, stepped on the accelerator, and the black Porsche started and drove towards the entrance of the parking lot.

……

Two minutes ago, Gin got out of his car and went straight to the public toilet near the parking lot.

Although I don't know why the abdominal cramps are unbearable suddenly, but as the saying goes, stomach pain is not a disease, and it can be solved by going to the toilet.

And the next drive is quite tense. If you get a stomachache halfway and turn into a jet fighter on your car, the scene will be difficult to deal with.

Therefore, Gin intends to solve the stomach problem first, and then go on the road dry and refreshed.

The toilets in the park were not difficult to find, and Gin soon found himself in a public toilet with few people.

The hasty figure flashed in front of the mirror, and then got into the last toilet cubicle.

Time was running out, Gin didn't choose to take off the black windbreaker on his body, but put his arms around the coat, took off his pants, and sat on the toilet.

But just when Gin had pulled off a few pieces of toilet paper and was about to resolve the battle as quickly as possible, the abdominal cramps suddenly disappeared again.

Gin: "???"

The pain came and went in a hurry, leaving many question marks.

The gin brewed for another ten seconds, and when he realized that he felt much better, he immediately put on his pants and walked out of the public toilet.

While walking through the park, he saw that there was still chaos in the middle of the park in the distance, and it seemed that the riot caused by Tumen Kanghui would not calm down in a short time.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Gin Jiu's mouth, and he quickly walked towards the parking lot.

His figure was extremely fast, and he quickly returned to the parking position.

But the parking space where the car was supposed to be parked was empty at this time, except for the white frame sign on the asphalt road, implying that another car could be parked here.

"Ok?"

Qin Jiu's eyes widened in disbelief at first, then he narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned his surroundings, feeling both surprised and puzzled.

After scanning around, he didn't find the shadow of his beloved car. He ran to the entrance of the parking lot in three steps, but still didn't see his beloved car.

what happened?

Vodka drove away without authorization?
Doesn't he know I'm not in the car yet?
Qin Jiu thought about it along this line of thought, and thought it should be impossible.

Even if Vodka dared to disobey his orders, Belmode and Michael were still sitting in the car.

One of these two people is the woman Boss likes the most, and the other is Boss' confidant, it is absolutely impossible for her to abandon herself.

Unless Vodka has the skills, kill these two in the car.

Does he have it?
While Gin's brain was thinking rapidly, his eyes were also looking around, trying to collect useful information from it.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the sidewalk at the entrance of the parking lot, and something seemed to come to his mind.

It seems that there was a divination booth in that place...

But at the moment, that place is also empty, just like his beloved car has evaporated from the world.

This……

Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, smelling a hint of conspiracy in the air.

There may be fraud!

Run now!
Gin's heart became alert, but he had no means of transportation, so he could only flee in the direction of one of the sidewalks.

But at this moment, several police cars suddenly sped up on the quiet street, approaching here at lightning speed.

Gin subconsciously took out the pistol in the holster, but several cars had already blocked his way at lightning speed.

"Go ahead and capture it!"

"You are surrounded!"

A dozen or so plainclothes police officers got out of several cars, all armed with live ammunition, using the car body as a cover, and pointing their guns at Gin.

Gin was holding a pistol in his hand, staring at the policeman who arrived so quickly with his wide-eyed eyes in disbelief, his brain was in a trance.

why?
How could this be?
how……

"Put down the gun immediately, lie on the ground with your head in your hands!"

A police officer issued another stern warning, but Gin didn't do as he was told.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, he raised his gun and fired several shots at the policeman in front of him.

Pia, Pia, Pia!

A pistol without a silencer was floating over the parking lot, and then there were several sharp metal clashes.

At this time, Qin Jiu's heart was beating fast and his breathing was rapid, which caused the accuracy of his bullets to drop a lot, and they all hit the iron sheet of the police car.

Now he has been surrounded by the police, the last of the last.

More sirens sounded in the far driveway, and more police support arrived.

Gin was panting heavily, there was no fear or anxiety in his eyes, only extreme shock, which even distorted his face.

He didn't understand where he lost, and he didn't understand why the situation in front of him happened.

The only thing he knows now is that even if he is given a helicopter, he will be unable to fly!
Can't escape!
only to be caught...

no!Never get caught by the police!

I control my own life!
"Roar--"

Gin roared angrily to the sky, then raised his pistol and aimed it at his temple.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, a stabbing pain erupted from his body again.

It was still the same pain as before, as if someone was poking an organ in the body with a needle, but this time the attack was on the heart.

"Ah~"

Qin Jiu subconsciously covered his heart, and the gun in his hand also lost its target.

In an instant, all the policemen rushed forward and threw gin to the ground.

"what!"

"Ah—let me go!"

Under the heavy pressure of the five policemen, Gin roared like a beast and fell into a frenzied struggle.

But even so, the pair of delicate silver bracelets were still worn on his wrists.

　Thanks to book friends 20191206095644715 for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)