Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 961 The Death of "Gin"

The sudden change, like a thunderbolt, exploded among the police and the crowd of onlookers.

Although the police had made the most careful arrest plan in advance, they still let the gin pour at the moment before being sent to the police car.

Blood flowed from the long golden hair, weaving a crimson spider web on the asphalt road.

This is not Kuroba Kaito's magic mechanism, but real human blood!
The surrounding policemen immediately went on alert, and dragged the policeman whose palm had been pierced to the side of the police car, holding pistols one by one, and carefully looked around.

Conan looked at the gin lying on the ground not far away in disbelief, and his body froze in place.

The important clues to the organization that were obtained with great difficulty, just disappeared?
Gone?

Obviously, in Conan's mind, the value of Gin's life is far greater than death.

Toru Amuro, who was hiding behind the tree, widened his eyes and was also very shocked by the development of the situation.

It's just that he didn't have much hope for the role that gin could play on the intelligence side.

A die-hard supporter of an organization like Gin can even be described as a fanatical believer. Unless there is some high-tech that can pry his brain open, or a powerful veritaserum, Gin will definitely not explain anything to the police.

But excluding the dissident Gin, he can easily rise to the top within the organization, gain trust step by step, and get close to the boss behind the scenes of the organization. This is his real goal.

So at this moment, Toru Amuro was not as shocked as Conan by the death of Gin.

He immediately looked up and looked around, squinting his eyes slightly to find the position of the sniper among several buildings.

However, no suspicious figure was found.

Amuro Toru's brain quickly recalled the assassination plan that Qin Zhibo told him, and every detail in it was not missed.

There were three snipers involved in the assassination plan, and they chose the roofs of the three buildings as the location of the sniper.

However, there are a total of four buildings around Kubado Park with heights and angles that are very suitable as sniper locations.

If Qin Zhibo, Chianti, and Cohen chose three of the buildings as the sniper locations, then the sniper could only be on the last building!

Amuro Toru's eyes immediately locked on to the building to the south, and he ran towards that direction.

……

Soon, Toru Amuro came to the main entrance of the south building.

This is an office building for office workers, and all the people in and out of the door are social animals in suits and leather shoes.

Toru Amuro stood at the door of the elevator and waited for the elevator to come down. A circle of social animals watched him come to work in sportswear, and all cast strange glances.

But Toru Amuro didn't care about this, and stared intently at the gradually decreasing numbers on the display above the elevator.

As the number dwindled, his breathing became more and more rapid.

His hands were already clenched into fists, waiting for the sniper to come out of the elevator, and he took him down on the spot.

In order to ensure the safety of the people on the scene, he must quickly resolve the battle with thunderous means.

But fortunately, this sniper probably didn't expect someone to find his sniping location so quickly, and he could catch the opponent by surprise.

Ding--

With a melodious elevator arrival bell, the elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.

The elevator was full of office workers, and a large group of suits came out of the elevator.

These people passed by Toru Amuro, and they all inevitably met eyes with Toru Amuro who was dressed in "weird".

Toru Amuro used his observation skills to the limit, trying to find suspicious spots from every passing office worker.

But everyone's performance was very natural, without revealing any flaws.

And the biggest thing these people carry is the briefcase.

The kind of briefcase that is common in the hands of business people can't accommodate larger things other than documents, and it also includes a disassembled sniper rifle.

"Excuse me, do you want to take this elevator?"

While Toru Amuro was still relying on the residual visual analysis in his brain, the social animal who was about to go upstairs had already taken the elevator, and asked him in a very qualified manner whether he would take the elevator or not.

Amuro was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and glanced at the elevator next to him.

The elevator next to it shows that it is out of service for maintenance, and the elevator further away can only reach the 15th floor at most, and there is no way to reach the highest 24th floor.

Amuro thought about it for a while, an elevator was out of service today, and with a large object like a sniper rifle, the sniper might have to wait for the elevator.

"OK, thanks."

Amuro smiled, accepted the social animal's kindness, and got on the elevator.

The social animal next to the control panel pressed the door close button of the elevator, and the elevator door began to close slowly.

But just when the elevator door was more than half closed, a blue figure hurried past out of sight and walked towards the outside of the building.

It was a man dressed as a repairman, and it was reasonable to carry a long toolbox in his hand.

But Toru Amuro immediately widened his eyes, and was about to open his mouth to shout out, but the elevator door was completely closed.

"Hey!"

This shout seemed a bit dull and awkward in the closed elevator room, and the person next to him cast a puzzled look at Toru Amuro again.

But Toru Amuro didn't care much at this time, and hurriedly got off the elevator on the second floor, and returned to the first floor through the steps.

He ran out the main entrance of the building, but the street was full of people coming and going, and the repairman had long since disappeared.

Toru Amuro was a little disappointed and could only return to the building.

Judging from the direction that person passed in front of the elevator door just now, he didn't get down by the elevator, but the steps.

Amuro returned to the stairway and looked up through the gap in the middle of the stairs.

Circles of regular spiral structures circulate upwards, and the edge can't be seen at a glance, like an endless corridor.

The 24th floor...he came down by taking the stairs.

And it took me only 4 minutes from dying of gin to standing at the elevator door.

In other words, it took the sniper only 24 minutes to go from the 1th floor to the 2st floor, minus the time spent dismantling the sniper rifle.

2 minutes, from floor 24 to floor 1?
Toru Amuro frowned, then turned to look behind him.

In the corner of the ceiling, there is a comforting future technology-surveillance camera.

……

In the speeding Porsche 356A, although the assassination team completed the task brilliantly, the atmosphere was still serious and tense.

Vodka sat in the driver's seat, driving on the retreat route planned in advance by the organization.

Gin rarely smoked, just sat quietly in the co-pilot's seat without saying a word.

"Brother, the old guy DJ was shot in the head by Michael, and he will never be able to speak on stage again."

Vodka seemed to feel the silence in the car, so he forced a flattering topic, and at the same time boasted about the success of Gin's assassination plan and Michael's accurate marksmanship.

However, Gin didn't seem to be very interested in this topic, and just replied indifferently, "Yes."

Michael simply didn't answer the question.

This made Vodka a little embarrassed, so he could only continue to drive honestly.

Belmode and Michael were sitting in the back row, still keeping a safe distance that was comfortable for them.

Suddenly, a muffled phone ring broke the silence in the car.

Belmode's body trembled slightly, and he took out the phone from between the two balls on his chest.

She looked at the e-mail on the phone, the expression on her face gradually changed from calm to shocked.

Suddenly, Belmode took out the lady's pistol at his waist, and pointed the gun at Ginhead sitting in front without hesitation.

"Say! Who are you!"

Belmode's face was full of anger, and the strength of his finger pressing the trigger had reached the limit.

Gin turned his head to the side, and calmly glanced at the muzzle of the gun aimed at him. Before he could speak, Vodka, who was driving next to him, was dumbfounded.

"Bermod, what are you doing?"

"He's not gin!" Belmode explained sharply, "The real gin is dead! It's in the parking lot just now!"

"what?!"

Vodka's tiger's body shook, and the news was like a thunderbolt, making his mouth open involuntarily.

Such a powerful big brother... died?
"Then the big brother here..." Vodka still didn't understand.

"I told you, he's not Gin, he's disguised by others!"

Belmode, who is a "transfigurer", naturally understood this kind of trick, pointed his gun firmly at the "gin" in front of him, and ordered angrily.

"Take off your mask and let me see your face!"

"If you don't take off the mask, I will shoot!"

Belmode wasn't threatening, her fingers were ready to pull the trigger at any time, because "that lord" had given the order of life or death.

But even in the face of this situation, "Gin" in the front seat was still very calm, looking at Belmode without fear, and even had a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

What is he laughing at?
Belmode's heart shook, and he suddenly realized that his head was also blocked by a hard object.

Glancing to the side, I saw the organization boss cronies next to him put a gun to his head!

"you!"

Belmode gritted his teeth, and was about to emphasize again that he was telling the truth, but when he turned his head, he noticed something was wrong.

Gin sat in the car and directed the remote control from the beginning to the end, except that he went out once after the assassination was successful, and then this fake gin came.

To be able to grasp the time with such precision can only be someone who knows every step of the organization's plan.

Vodka, Chianti, Cohen, and Keir have all been members of the organization for many years, but this "Michael" is a new member.

It's just that both myself and Qin Jiu guessed that he was the confidant of the boss of the organization, and believed in this halo, so I trusted him!
"Aren't you the boss's confidant?"

At this time, Qin Zhibo didn't need to pretend anymore, and confirmed: "Yes, I never said that from the beginning to the end, it's just what you think."

Belmode gritted her teeth angrily, but she hadn't completely turned into a crazy dead man like Gin, and continued to ask: "At the memorial service of Director Jiumaki, you deliberately made me think so. near me?"

In fact, it was an accident within an accident.

However, Qin Zhibo didn't answer this question, and pressed Belmod's head more firmly with the muzzle of the gun.

"Put down your guns, or..."

"Otherwise what?"

At the critical moment when important members of this organization were about to be wiped out, Belmode chuckled instead, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Otherwise that's it?"

Suddenly, Belmode pulled the trigger, and a bullet was fired from the muzzle of the gun, and it sank into the head of "Gin Wine"!
The bullet smashed through the fragile human skin mask, and a lot of blood splashed on the impact point at the temple!
Qin Zhibo looked shocked, and before he could react, Vodka in the driver's seat suddenly turned the steering wheel vigorously.

In an instant, the entire vehicle was completely out of control, and the Porsche 356A rolled like a steel beast on the road beside the Tsutsu River, and stopped after several laps.

The dark and shiny car paint is full of mottled scars, and the fate is just like the two "owners" of this car.

Qin Zhibo woke up first, endured his headache and physical injuries, smashed the car door, and climbed out of the car.

The door of the front seat had been bumped and deformed. Qin Zhibo couldn't open it after trying twice, so he could only take the [Golden Tree's Gift] and use all his strength to pull the door.

"what--!"

He roared towards the sky, his muscle strength exploded to the extreme, and he finally opened the car door a gap.

"Hey!"

Qin Zhibo yelled "Gin" from the co-pilot, but his body couldn't respond at the moment.

This was not caused by a car accident, but Belmode's unreserved shot just now.

That shot was to the temple!
"Hey! Gin! What's the matter with you?"

"We'll be there right now!"

Chianti's voice came from the intercom that had been left in the car.

Qin Zhibo looked towards the road in the distance, and saw that the green Dodge Viper was approaching at a high speed from behind, and it would arrive here soon.

There are no passers-by around here, not even a single other car, as if they can't stop them from doing anything.

Looking at the "Gin" in the car, as well as Belmode and vodka, Qin Zhibo still chose to cut off the seat belt on "Gin", put it on his back, and jumped into the embankment of the river. .

When Chianti and Cohen drove over, they saw the Porsche 356A flipped upside down by the side of the road.

Looking closer, there were only Belmode and Vodka in the car, and Michael and Gin were missing.

"What's going on here?" Chianti frowned and asked.

Cohen, who has always been dull, was also a little surprised at this time, "I don't know..."

At this moment, Belmode, who was nestled in an extremely uncomfortable position in the car, woke up.

"We were calculated, Michael betrayed the organization, and Gin died..."

"what?!"

Chianti yelled, and Cohn was even more shocked.

They never imagined that the sniper king, a newcomer to the organization they were recruiting a few hours ago, would put the organization together so quickly.

And that man actually died?

"Someone over there overturned the car!"

"Let's go and see..."

At this moment, pedestrians appeared on the embankment of Tsutsugawa River, and they were about to come to help.

Belmode immediately ordered, "Get me and Vodka out of here!"

Chianti was stunned by Belmode's stern tone, and now he could only give up his personal prejudice and follow suit.

The two quickly got Belmode and vodka out of the Porsche 356A and threw them into their car.

Before the pedestrians came down from the embankment to check, a group of people had already left in dust.

(End of this chapter)