In Conan, the shrine is inherited

"Okay, I will definitely come." Kogoro Mouri replied, scratching his head.

Xiaolan narrowed her eyes, worriedly examining whether the two had any other relationship.

"Hey..." Ye Qiuxin turned her head, her teeth popping with joy. It seemed like there was some gossip to read here!

Conan paced back and forth in the room, and from time to time he went to the window to look at the scenery outside to calm himself down a little. After learning that the Daikoku Building was the gathering place of the Men in Black Organization, he wished he could grow a pair of wings and fly to the Daikoku Building to search for clues in person!

But unfortunately, he has no wings.

Beika-cho is not far from Nishitama City, but it is definitely too late to get there by train now.

Alas, we can only hope that the police rushing over there will find some traces.

A few minutes later, Inspector Megure's police cell phone rang.

Ye Qiuxin, Huihara Ai and Conan's attention was immediately drawn to it.

Inspector Megure took out his cell phone, pressed the button, answered the call, and asked a few questions in a low voice. The next moment, he screamed loudly, "What did you say? The top floor of the Daikoku Building was blown up by a high-yield bomb, and the entire bar is gone!"

Ye Qiuxin sighed gloomily, "As expected."

Huiyuan Ai curled her lips, "I'm right, right?"

She won this round!

Conan stared with his eyes wide open, his heart breaking. He refused to believe it and snatched Inspector Megure's cell phone like a monkey, put it to his mouth and shouted: "Mr. Police, before the explosion, did you see any suspicious people enter the top floor of the Daikoku Building?"

"We are investigating..."

Conan listened attentively, but all he heard was an erratic busy tone, and then he fell to the ground. The big bump on his head had not yet subsided, and another bump appeared on top of it, like a double tower.

"You little brat!" Maori Kogoro retracted his fist, "Who taught you to be so rude!"

"That's right." Xiaolan rarely denied it. "Inspector Megure is on duty. We can't disturb him. Do you understand?"

"Yes..." Conan drew out the answer and turned his eyes out from the ground like a turtle, revealing a pair of dead fish eyes. He stared at the cold ground and thought to himself, he was just a little excited, was there any need to hit him so hard?

The swelling on his head probably won't go down in three days...

"I'm sorry, Inspector Megure." Xiaolan returned the phone, "Conan is sometimes too naughty."

"It's okay." Inspector Megure raised his hand and held down his hat. "I can understand Conan's feelings. Who on earth was the one who made the deal with Mr. Nakajima? He actually used a high-yield bomb to destroy the evidence. How outrageous!"

"It's very lawless." Kogoro Mori said with a serious expression.

"Um, Inspector Megure..." Ye Qiuxin held Huihara Ai's hand and stood up, "Now that the incident is over, we will leave first. There was an explosion and murder case, and we are not in the mood to continue playing. We want to go home and rest."

"Of course no problem. Just remember to make up for it next time you come. Do you want me to send someone to take you there?"

"Thanks, but no thanks. I drove here."

Ye Qiuxin walked towards the door of the room, squatted down before leaving, and poked the double-layered pagoda on Conan's head, "Conan, little friend, don't be so naughty in the future, okay? I'm leaving first, bye."

"Hehe..." Conan ignored Ye Qiuxin's provocation.

After watching Ye Qiuxin leave the room, he silently got up from the ground, and with the burning sensation on his head, he looked far away in the direction of Beika Town. There seemed to be black smoke rising from the explosion, filling the air and forming a dark cloud, shrouding the world in darkness and fog.

He swore in his heart that he would arrest all members of Gin and Vodka's Black Organization!

Keep your word and never give up!

Chapter 144 It's broken, Gin guessed it

In the dim bar, powerful music was heard from all directions.

The crystal lights on the stage flickered, reflecting brilliant light all around. The host stood on the stage to create an atmosphere, and a female singer wearing Shibuya dark makeup stood at the side of the stage, waiting for her chance to perform.

Gin sat quietly in the dark booth.

He had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't inhale.

The cigarette burned aimlessly, revealing a spark in the darkness. On the table in front of him lay an empty wine glass, the wine in it had long been finished. An ice bucket full of wine was at hand, but he showed no intention of refilling it.

The host said his last words and walked off the stage.

Gin turned his head and looked towards the stage.

At this time, a male waiter came to Gin with a tray, handed him a glass of wine garnished with green olives, pointed at the female singer in the distance, and whispered, "This is a bitter martini, which the singer specially invited you to."

The female singer walked onto the stage, holding the microphone, and was about to sing.

Gin withdrew his gaze, picked up the wine glass and looked at it, then took out the cigarette from his mouth.

The waiter was watching everything with a smile on his face, and then he saw Gin put the cigarette contemptuously into the wine glass. The cigarette went out with a "hiss", leaving only fine ash in the wine glass.

"Sir, you..."

"What do you want to do?" Gin said coldly.

"Eh?"

"I'm asking you what your purpose is!" Gin grabbed the waiter's hair, and regardless of the waiter's panic, he pressed him down on the table, reached out to take out the bottle opener from the ice bucket, and poked it hard at his head, "Don't you understand?"

boom!

The corkscrew hit the table, but no blood splattered and no one died.

Some of them just sound like tearing paper.

"Vermouth." Gin glanced over.

Vermouth broke free from the mask, revealing a charming face, her long silver hair swaying in the air, extremely seductive and charming, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously, your expression is quite scary. I just saw a man coveting the beauty of the female singer, so I came over to tease you a little."

Gin ignored her advances, sat back in his seat, took out his lighter, and lit a cigarette, "Let's get back to the point, why are you still staying in Japan?"

"Boring." Vermouth tied her hair with a hair band and made a neat ponytail, "It's all because of you. How could I not be there for such an interesting thing as the sniper attack on Akai Shuichi? I haven't taken revenge for that shot yet. If I let you sneakily kill Akai Shuichi by yourself, I would hate you to death.

"I have already consulted with my boss. I will be staying in Japan for a long time."

"Ha, I knew it." Gin didn't know that Vermouth had already hated him.

Vermouth sat opposite Gin, looked at his gloomy face, and sneered in her heart. Akai Shuichi was indeed one of the reasons why she stayed in Japan, but how could this bastard Gin know the deeper reasons.

The child had been killed by Gin.

She must protect Angel well next and not let her be found by Gin.

Vermouth crossed her legs in a relaxed manner, resting her elbows on the table, holding her chin with one hand, smiling, "Don't talk about me, where is your inseparable and loyal follower? Where is he? He likes the female singer on the stage very much recently. When she is performing, he basically shows up here early and listens to all the performances without missing a single one. He is very enthusiastic.

"Oh, and he was waving a glow stick."

Gin's mouth twitched. He was very reluctant to hear Vermouth mention that idiot Vodka.

Some time ago, Vodka excitedly led him to this bar. Seeing Vodka's excitement, he thought that he had obtained some important information and needed to tell him in the bar.

Gin didn't ask any further questions. When they arrived at the bar, Vodka simply handed him two glow sticks.

At that time, he looked at the thing in his hand with a confused look on his face, not knowing what it meant.

Then the female singer came on stage. Vodka stood in the audience and cheered crazily, and even asked Gin to come and support the singer.

At that time, Gin wanted to shoot Vodka to pieces!

It's really embarrassing to have such a little brother.

Gin was silent for a few seconds and chose to change the subject, "Tequila is dead."

"Huh?" Vermouth was stunned for a moment before he understood what was going on. "As I recall, he went to the Twin Towers to carry out an intelligence transaction mission. Who killed him? The police or the FBI?"

"He was killed in the explosion."

"Blast to death?"

"Well, Vodka and I were waiting for Tequila to confirm the information under the Twin Towers, but we saw the explosion a few minutes later and couldn't contact him afterwards. I knew that Tequila died in the explosion." Gin said, "I asked Vodka to clean up the traces of Tequila's activities. Calculating the time, it's about time now."

Vermouth smiled slightly, "So this is what you are worried about."

Gin immediately said: "I suspect it was done by the mysterious man."

Vermouth's smile became more intense. She took out a bottle of wine from the ice bucket, poured herself half a glass, and took a sip gracefully. "Why do you always doubt the mysterious man? This could be an accident. There is nothing special about the members of the organization. We are all ordinary people in front of death. We can be alive and kicking one second and dead the next... It can happen, right?"

"But what a coincidence."

"You are too suspicious."

"You don't understand how terrifying he is!" Gin snorted coldly, "I've seen his methods once before, during the roller coaster murder at the amusement park. Although the murderer was an idiot, his motive was perfect, and his words afterwards were also flawless. I couldn't find any flaws! If the 100 million yen hadn't been stolen by a mysterious person, I'm afraid I would have thought that the murder was something I encountered by chance!

"Believe it or not, the police will also investigate Tequila's death and find it to be an accidental death!"

"I believe it." Vermouth nodded leisurely, "But you are too naive to blame the mysterious man for everything. Taking a step back, couldn't it be that Pisk was secretly plotting against you?" She smiled and said, "That's also possible."

"It definitely won't be Pisk." Gin asserted, "That old loser doesn't have the ability or courage to do such a thing!"

Vermouth smiled. "If he knew your evaluation of him, he would probably be pissed to death. Anyway, Pisker was once a leader in the organization and a veteran member of the organization. He still has certain abilities."

"You put it so nicely, but you didn't deny it either." Gin sneered.

"I just have no interest in him." Vermouth said, "And whether Tequila's death is related to the mysterious man has nothing to do with you, and you can't do anything. Because now Pisco is the one who is responsible for everything about the mysterious man.

"You can choose to report the news to him and ask him to check if there is anything strange about it."

"Hmph, let him dream, I won't say a word to him!" Gin was still resentful towards Pisco who coveted his position, and wanted him to report news to Pisco like a subordinate?

It's good enough that he didn't kill Pisk!

"That's it." Vermouth drank the wine in the glass, and was glad that she had foresight and didn't take the matter of the mysterious man on herself. It wasn't her who had a grudge against the mysterious man, so she didn't bother to care. "At present, we can't interfere with the mysterious man, and you don't want to cooperate with Pisk, so what's the point of investigating the mysterious man at this stage?

"Let's focus on Akai Shuichi. This is what you and I should do."

Vermouth said with a stern face, "You must have a way to lure him out. I promise to cooperate with you in whatever you want to do."

Gin exhaled a puff of white mist and stared into Vermouth's eyes. What the woman said might be unpleasant to hear, but actually she was right. The matter of the mysterious man had nothing to do with him anymore. This was a decision made by the boss himself. He could only helplessly focus on Shuichi Akai.

and……

Gin recalled his analysis after the Shinkansen incident.

The mysterious man has a secret connection with Shuichi Akai. If we catch Shuichi Akai, we might be able to get clues about the mysterious man.

It can be said that it is a different path to the same destination, killing two birds with one stone!

In the end, the job of investigating the mysterious man will inevitably return to him! He doesn't believe that Pisk, that rubbish, can find out anything useful. The mysterious man is his prey!

and many more……

Gin suddenly sat up from his seat, and he suddenly realized a problem...