Conan: The Unscientific Uchiha

When he turned around, he saw Sato Miwako slowly approaching him with a dark face.

"I have asked the General Administration for instructions on snipers as you said. If it succeeds, you will definitely be included in the media interviews afterwards. Don't you think this is enough?"

Koji Shimizu's expression remained unchanged, "I think you may have misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

There was no hint of belief in Sato Miwako's tone.

And Qingmizu Koji smiled slightly, and then said something even more irritating, "What I just said is that if I were you, but for me, there is no need for that."

Koji Shimizu rarely deliberately insults people, and he was also a little annoyed by Miwako Sato at this time.

Although he understood that the female police officer meant well and did not understand him, he had other things on his mind.

"Forget it, if you want to follow, just follow, but don't hinder me."

Miwako Sato's face darkened, but looking at Koji Shimizu's extremely confident and stern face that showed no change in expression, she hesitated for a moment and said nothing more.

She had an intuition that Koji Shimizu might already know the prisoner.

But at the same time, Qingshui Koji gave her a very difficult feeling, and she did not dare to continue stimulating him. If Qingshui Koji could lead her to find the prisoner, that would be fine——.

Sato Miwako silently put her hand on her waist. Of course she was carrying a gun, and now, she was ready to shoot at any time.

Although it might be against the rules, she couldn't watch an unarmed guy like Shimizu Koji die.

After silently changing the live ammunition magazine, Miwako Sato followed Koji Shimizu along the edge of the arena. If the two were closer, they would be like a couple taking a leisurely walk.

The staff at the stadium naturally noticed the two of them, but Sato Miwako took the initiative to show her police officer ID, which saved Koji Shimizu the trouble, which was an unexpected gain.

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Chapter 68 I didn’t kill him

Not long after, a quarter of the way around, Koji Shimizu suddenly stopped.

Sato Miwako frowned and looked around, but there was no one near them, and there was no hiding place.

"Can your police kill the gangster directly?"

? ? ? Sato Miwako immediately had a question mark.

"What do you want to do?"

"Officer Sato, how are your marksmanship?"

"伱?!" Sato Miwako stared.

Seeing that she was angry, Shimizu Koji remained calm, but he finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

He is also quite small-minded sometimes.

Don’t you even believe Conan? As soon as you meet him, drive him away.

If Conan hadn't asked Shimizu Koji so sincerely, Shimizu Koji would never have bothered to wade through this muddy water.

Although for him - it was a piece of cake.

Turning his eyes, Koji Shimizu looked inside the field. Twenty meters away, at the edge of the green field, there was a lone horse-faced photographer wearing a knitted hat.

The back of his coat still has the logo of Japanese TV station printed on it. He is also a domestic thief, so no wonder he hides it so secretly.

It was no coincidence that Koji Qingmizu noticed him, because the two of them approached from a distance, and the guy immediately became alert and uncharacteristic.

Although he moved very carefully, the trembling of his eyebrows caused by nervousness was clearly visible to Koji Shimizu who had opened his Sharingan.

The horse-faced photographer did not hear the voices of Koji Shimizu and Miwako Sato, who were more than twenty meters apart, but it was enough to make him alert.

At this moment, his hand had reached into the pocket of his coat, and the muzzle of the gun was secretly exposed and hidden under his arm.

He won't hesitate.

As long as the other party dares to get close, even if he is not a policeman, he will shoot immediately.

What he hates most is seeing such "happy" men and women.

"Kid, you'd better tell me clearly."

"His gun has been pointed at us, and the effective range of the pistol is basically fifty meters. Unfortunately for us, we are within the range."

The "happy" man and woman, Shimizu Koji's words made Sato Miwako suddenly stiffen.

She turned her head mechanically and carefully, rolled her eyes, and followed Koji Shimizu's line of sight with her peripheral vision.

A horse-faced photographer tilted his head and stared at them with a sinister gaze!

Combined with Koji Shimizu's understatement of "His gun is already pointed at us," Sato Miwako's body suddenly froze, and she did not dare to move rashly.

Although, she didn't know why, she suddenly believed in Qingmizu Koji.

At the same time, she is not Koji Shimizu.

When Qingmizu Koji arrived here, he had no intention of continuing to scare Sato.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Sato Miwako felt her waist was empty. When she regained consciousness, Shimizu Koji already had a police pistol in her hand.

All these movements were incredibly fast.

In particular, Koji Shimizu looked at Miwako Sato and pulled the trigger without turning his head.

There was a sound of "Bang -", followed by a man's shrill scream.

"what--!"

Miwako Sato turned around in horror and saw the horse-faced photographer lying on the ground, covering her bloody right hand and twisting her body in pain.

There were black parts scattered around the horse-faced photographer, but it was obvious from the slender silencer that they were parts of a pistol.

???

"I didn't kill him because I was not a policeman and I didn't want to make a record."

"Leave it to you, nagging Officer Sato."

Koji Shimizu threw the pistol casually, and Sato Miwako, who was still in a daze, subconsciously reached out her hand.

But when she caught the pistol, she was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

This high school student with a bad personality has a gun full of ammunition!

——Okay, the insurance has been paid.

"Hey-wait!?"

After finally calming down, in the blink of an eye, Sato Miwako discovered that Shimizu Koji had already walked far away and immediately disappeared from the exit of the venue.

She wanted to catch up, but when she saw the gangster rolling on the ground not far away, covering his hands and clearly still conscious, she gritted her teeth and took out a pair of bright silver handcuffs, and walked towards the horse-faced photographer with a firm expression.

This time, I will let you go.

Looking at the broken parts of the pistol on the ground, Sato Miwako's heart was filled with all kinds of incredulity.

This - is a bullet driven into someone else's gun barrel? ! !

It's too exaggerated!

That posture, that casual shooting technique——! ? !

Must be a coincidence? !

must--

Is it really certain? Miwako Sato's ears still echoed with Koji Shimizu's relaxed and casual words.

"I didn't kill him."

-

As soon as Shimizu Koji walked into the exit, he took out his phone and was about to call Conan, but he never thought that as soon as he took out his phone, Conan's call came.

"Moxi moxi."

"Koji! I know! I know! I know who the prisoner is!"

"Um——, you say."

Shimizu Koji considered it for two seconds, and after giving Conan a good answer, he put his phone into his pocket.

After about two minutes, when there was no sound, he took it out again.

At this time, he had just arrived at Exit 7 of the arena. When he looked up, he could see the men in black suits waiting quietly beside the car outside.

"Well, I thought about it too, so the matter has been resolved."

"Ah??"

On the other end of the phone, Conan, who was originally looking excited and excited, was instantly confused.

"What did you say, Koji?"

"The matter has been resolved. The prisoner has been caught by Officer Sato, and the police should have captured the other gangster by now."

The phone fell silent for a moment, and Conan on the other end was indeed relieved.

However, he felt a sense of emptiness that he had never felt before.

But one thing that comforted him was that Koji Shimizu had listened carefully to his reasoning and didn't interrupt him.

"Phew——, just settle it."

Letting out a breath of air, Conan put away the phone and stood with his small body on the stands of the stadium, walking towards their original position like an unsung hero behind the scenes.

At this time, there are still thirty minutes until the end of the second half.

He can continue to enjoy this wonderful game.

-

"Let's go."

Koji Shimizu walked back to Nobuo Uehara, didn't say much, just nodded lightly.

As he walked towards the car, Nobuo Uehara immediately ran ahead and opened the door for Koji Shimizu.

I don’t know when I put on the pure white gloves, and put my hand on the roof of the car door, looking very professional.

And everything he did did not make Qingshui Koji feel at ease. Instead, it made him secretly confirm his suspicion.

Probably a rich old woman.

Greedy for his body

Nausea.

Chapter 69 This is rice flower

Akai Shuichi had a clear view of almost everything. Naturally, he was not discovered. He was just a passerby who parked his car on the side of the road and waited for someone.

After all, he is the ace agent of the FBI. He is peeking in the dark without any malice. Perhaps only when Koji Shimizu is alone and not distracted, he will be able to detect something.

Seeing Koji Shimizu getting into the car at the respectful invitation of the men in black, Shuichi Akai frowned deeply at this moment.

During this period of time, he had been considering the witness protection plan for Koji Shimizu.

Not only was Mingmei taking care of Shimizu Koji, but he also wanted to know some information about Mingmei from Shimizu Koji, even if it was just a little bit.

But now, it seems that before the organization can take action, Shimizu Koji has already encountered some trouble.

Without hesitation, after Nobuo Uehara and his car walked a few dozen meters, he silently turned the car around, slowly merged into the traffic flow, and followed from a distance.

At first, everything was normal. Shuichi Akai had a gun in the car and he would not use it easily, but this was also the confidence for him to follow alone.

But within a few minutes, as the car in front gradually drove towards the direction with less traffic, Akai Shuichi suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror.

After observing for a few seconds, his eyes narrowed and his hands holding the steering wheel subconsciously became harder.

He followed Nobuo Uehara and his team very far behind, blending into the traffic. Shuichi Akai was certain that he was definitely not discovered.

But - looking at the cars behind him, one, two, three -, which were gradually surrounding his Chevrolet without concealment, if Shuichi Akai hadn't noticed something was wrong by now, then it wasn't him.