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"Excuse me," Megure Juzo showed his police officer ID, "You are the resident of room 804... um, Ms. Ishikawa. Excuse me, you have been staying in this room for the past two hours, right?"

"Yes……"

"Well, there was an arson incident in room 802 next door. Did you notice anything?"

While Megure Jusan was asking, Winette also saw several people standing next to him, including Maori Kogoro and a kid named Conan, and the rest was a tall and thin guy who was pretending to be in a state of panic.

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Although she was very surprised by this combination, Winnet had prepared for the answer. She answered in an irritable and uncooperative manner:

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"I didn't notice anything."

"How could you not notice anything?"

Kogoro Maori was very unhappy with Winnet's attitude. Seeing that Winnet was not cooperating, he immediately turned his suspicion to her.

"The black smoke from room 802 was floating over your windowsill, and someone was shot. How could you not notice it?!"

"Brother Maori!"

Megure Jusan was speechless. Maori Kogoro actually told the other party that a murder had occurred. This reminded him of Maori's performance in the police station. He was often a big fool and led the case in the wrong direction.

Although he seemed to have come to his senses recently, this enlightenment was only limited to when he sat down as if he was asleep. Megure felt that when he was awake, he was still the same as before.

"How could you leak the case directly!" Megure blamed Mori.

He had no choice but to throw away all hope:

"That's it. Ms. Ishikawa, there has been a murder and burning of a body in room 802. We hope you can cooperate with our investigation. Among the tenants on this floor, yours is the closest to room 802."

Winnet expressed surprise and compromised a little.

"As you can see, I just finished taking a shower and was applying a facial mask. I was just lying on the sofa listening to music and didn't notice anything."

While Winnet was speaking, the restless Conan had already begun investigating the scene.

As soon as he came in, he realized something was wrong.

The air is a little humid.

"The bathroom is by the door."

He tiptoed, opened a corner of the door, and found that there was still a lot of steam in the bathroom.

"This means that Miss Ishikawa has just taken a bath not long ago, probably within half an hour."

Conan judged that this was almost the same time as the arson case in 802.

In other words, when the shooting occurred, Miss Ishikawa probably had not showered yet. Given the noise caused by the gun, even if the hotel had good sound insulation, Miss Ishikawa, who lived in the adjacent room, would definitely have heard it.

But why would she lie?

Conan ran to Winnet's legs, pulled at the corner of her pajamas, and asked:

"Big sister, have you ever heard any strange noises in your room, like the sound of steel frames colliding during construction?"

Hearing Conan's question, Winnet felt incredible again.

This question was not only to confirm whether she heard the gunshot, but also to determine whether the gun she used was equipped with a silencer. She equipped her gun with 115-grain bullets. Even with a silencer, the sound was decibels or even decibels at the moment of firing. If she, who lived next door, could not hear it, it would seem very unnatural.

"Yeah, little brother. How did you know that?"

"Ahaha, I've seen it on TV. James Bond is so handsome! Maybe the murderer installed a silencer on the gun."

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196 Pursuit

"Yes, I know!" Gao Mu shouted, "If you install a silencer on a gun, the sound of the gunshot will change. It will sound like the sound of mechanical collision."

"Come on, it's not that easy to get something like a silencer," Kogoro Mouri complained.

Conan also fell into deep thought.

Silencers are usually complex in structure and precisely made, making them difficult to obtain through illegal channels, especially as they are extremely expensive, far more expensive than the gun itself.

The probability of individual possession is very low, and it is very likely that the criminal has the assistance of an illegal group.

Could it be that!

The images of Gin and Vodka appeared in Conan's mind again.

The common point between a 100 million yuan extortion case and a 1 billion yuan robbery case is the huge amount of money involved. There were two dead people at the scene, and they set the scene on fire before leaving. This act of killing people to silence them is also consistent with this.

Conan felt that he had a stress disorder caused by the men in black, and his mind was full of them.

He couldn't calm down and deal with similar situations. He looked at the layout of the room again. The depression left by the sofa showed that the owner of the room was lying with his back to the window. The curtains were half drawn, and the headphones still on the side also confirmed that there was no problem with Miss Ishikawa's testimony.

He began to realize that this was a waste of time. The suspect was obviously the owner of room 802 - the skeleton did not match him. The tall man was on the run! The death of Kenzo Hirota last night also confirmed this. The criminal also killed Miss Hirota Masami and a man who was suspected to be an accomplice in the billion yen robbery. He was the only one left? With such a large amount of money, a share of it would be enough for him to get away with it, so why did he kill his accomplice as well? Even using a pistol in the hotel?

Last night, another detective came to see them. The detective showed them the photo of the tall man, and the name he gave was exactly the same as the murderer Hirota Akira.

There was a conflict within the robbery gang, he thought.

If someone had ordered Hirota Akira to kill his accomplices, he could have chosen a more secluded and safer method. The bullet holes on the ceiling indicated that Hirota Akira might have seized the gun and killed his accomplices.

"Officer Megure!"

"Qianye, what's wrong?"

The fat police officer called Chiba whispered in Megure's ear, and Conan quietly hid at their feet and listened to what they were discussing.

"Officer, a staff member was tied up in the storage room. After we rescued him, he told us that Hirota Akira had threatened him with a pistol, stripped him of his uniform, and took the cart."

Uniforms… trolleys…

Conan suddenly had an idea.

The suspect disguised himself as a staff member, loaded the 10 billion yuan in cash onto a trolley, and then left the hotel.

"correct!"

Conan remembered that he had mistakenly stuck his tracking signal sticker on Hirota Masami's watch, but the burned female corpse was not wearing anything on her hands.

He turned on the antenna on his glasses and saw a simple graphic network centered on himself. These were specially designed by Dr. Agasa for him who had shrunk in size to help him solve cases. He didn't expect it to work so quickly. The target on the visual network was moving quickly! It might be Hirota Akira who took Miss Yami's watch!

But how can he make the adults trust him and chase after Hirota Akira?

Thinking of the experience of being laughed at by two conductors on the train, he no longer had any hope. He took his skateboard and walked into the elevator alone to the outside of the hotel.

The solar skateboard was also developed by Dr. Agasa and it was very powerful. Conan drove it at a speed comparable to that of a car and started speeding in the middle of the road.

"Not the direction away from Tokyo!"

"Where on earth is he going?"

"Does it mean that you want to meet those two men in black?"

When Conan thought of this possibility, he spared no effort and increased his speed again. He had a feeling that he would soon see the two men in black who knocked him down and shrunk, gritting their teeth and bursting out with strength.

"Almost getting closer... Where is it?"

"Abandoned dock!?"

Conan immediately turned around.

He was very close to the red dot in the retina.

boom!boom!

It's gunfire!

Conan was holding his skateboard anxiously, hiding behind a container. He slowly poked his head out, and the setting sun cast a dim light on the narrow alley, where a tall figure was lying alone on the ground.

Conan was speechless.

His face became extremely ugly.

Hirota Akira was shot and killed because he was a step too late.

Just then, he heard a hoarse cough. Thinking that Hirota Akira could still be saved, he quickly ran to his side.

He roared and shouted to Hirota Akira:

"What on earth is going on!?"

"Who are you..." Hirota Akira coughed up blood and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"I'm a detective."

"Detective?" Hirota Akira suddenly laughed. "I knew that the organization wouldn't let me live. But I don't have the courage to escape. It's really ridiculous..."

"Don't say those useless things!" Conan asked anxiously, "Tell me, what is the organization, and who killed you?"

"That's right... In that case, then, ahem, please ask Mr. Detective to help me get revenge! We are from a mysterious organization, and everyone in the organization wears black... Ahem! The ones who asked us to rob 1 billion yen are also the backbone of the organization. They have their own code names... I don't know about the others, Gin and Vodka, respectively a tall and thin blond man and a strong man with a fierce face... Hirota Masami, who was the organizer of the operation, is also dead. Haha, it seems that they planned to kill all of us from the beginning..."

"Gin... vodka..."

Conan dug his nails into his flesh, gritted his teeth, and repeated their names again.

These two people were the culprits who caused his body to shrink, crazy murderers.

"Hey! Hey! Damn it!"

Conan called Hirota Akira several times, but there was no response - the strong man had lost his sight just now - and died of his injuries.

He gradually realized this.

"Hirota Masami is the organizer... So that's how it is."

They all came from this mysterious organization, but judging from the information revealed to him by Hirota Akira, ordinary members like them knew very little.

"Damn it!"

Conan pounded the ground with one hand.

The case happened right next to him, but he didn't save anyone. If only he had noticed the abnormality at that time, when Hirota Masami was still alive... What about those people who were connected to Hirota Masami? Who were they? Were they from the organization?

No, the other person didn't give his name at the time, and he was wearing makeup and glasses. It was impossible to identify him based on the superficial impression...

I was totally tricked!

Conan dejectedly used a voice-changing bow to disguise himself as Kudo Shinichi's voice, called Megure, told him everything outside the Black Organization, and asked him to keep it a secret for him.

Then he slowly sat down on the ground leaning against the container.

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197 Ending

"Brother, Akemi Miyano is dead." Vodka started the car and considered his words carefully. "At that time, you promised Ibis to give Akemi Miyano a chance. If she comes to us, then we..."

"It was Miyano Akemi's own mission that failed. We didn't do anything..."

Gin said this without any emotion.

"But, brother. Abby may not accept this result. She is a crazy woman." Vodka was still uneasy.

"I didn't expect that Akemi Miyano would die during the mission. However, there are still some doubts. That person said that Akemi Miyano died of poisoning, but he didn't poison her. Although it is possible that he lied and evaded responsibility, it is also possible that Akemi Miyano was using this trick to deceive her..."

"A trick?" Vodka asked again, "Doesn't she want to rescue Shirley?"

"Knowing that the outcome is failure, it would be foolish to insist on doing it. It is possible that Ibis has intervened... Just confirm Miyano Akemi's death. She is just a minor character and insignificant."

"The spy we arranged didn't find any trace of the FBI and Akai Shuichi. She has been lurking in the bank for so long without any movement. It seems that Miyano Akemi has cut off contact with him... There is no point in keeping her."

Gin showed a hawk-like gaze, and his cold voice, which made outsiders shudder, was particularly reliable in Vodka's ears.

"Brother..." Vodka was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to ask what to do with Miyano Shiho. Although the higher-ups were not satisfied with her research progress, there was actually no one who could replace her.

Gin understands Vodka's concerns, he explains:

"This is the organization's rule. We kept Miyano Akemi only to act as bait for Akai Shuichi. Since he just deceived this woman and infiltrated the organization, it means that he is just a man of this level. Ha!"

"The organization has trained a new batch of scholars. However, Miyano Shiho is still a 'celebrity' at the forefront of drug research and development. We cannot dispose of her arbitrarily. I hope she won't be too stupid."

Vodka nodded and drove steadily. Since Shirley was not so necessary, they had nothing to worry about. As for Abby, it was impossible for her to rebel against the organization for a mere toy.

Moreover, the 1 billion yen has been obtained, the task of raising funds has been completed, and Miyano Akemi is also dead, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.