Conan's Unscientific Detective

His body curled up slightly, and his hands involuntarily grabbed the corner of his robe and pulled it.

Like a sleeping baby.

"Hey! Huibara, hurry up and answer! They're already at the door of the hotel!"

At this time, a sound was heard.

Fujino looked down following the voice and saw a pair of black-framed glasses.

It should be Conan's glasses...

"It actually has a communication function, worthy of being called Dr. Agasa."

He sighed, walked forward silently, stepped on the glasses and crushed them.

The gin and vodka should be downstairs by now.

It will be up in a moment.

He remembered that Pisque should not have revealed the news that Haibara Ai had become smaller yet.

But just in case, we still have to put on a show.

Prevent the fact that Haibara Ai has become smaller from being exposed to the winery.

He remembered that there should be white liquor here.

"If it's all in vain..."

Retracting his thoughts, Fujino hugged Huihara Ai and turned his head to look towards the warehouse.

Soon, he discovered the white liquor piled up on the shelves.

He reached out and took the white wine, and glanced at Huibara Ai in his arms.

She was already fast asleep at this moment, and the bat dart was still very effective. It was estimated that she would not wake up for another thirty minutes.

"Thirty minutes should probably be enough."

Fujino unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand, pinched her nose, and poured the white liquor into her mouth.

After doing all this, the spirit that had previously remained in his soul lotus moved slightly.

Wearing a black robe and a mask, Hun Ou, who was waiting on the rooftop, jumped down from the chimney.

"thump!"

There was a sudden sound from the fireplace behind him.

Fujino turned around, pulled a hair from Haibara Ai's head, and then handed her to Hunou.

Hun Ou took over Haibara Ai, walked slowly back to the chimney, and jumped back to the rooftop while holding Haibara Ai.

"Next, it's time to settle accounts with the guys at the winery..."

Fujino turned on Hawkeye and said, "The code name of that old man should be Pisk, right?"

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On the other side, Gin and Vodka had already arrived at the hotel and went down the stairs to the grocery room.

"Pisk isn't here..."

Vodka looked at the kicked-down door and the empty storeroom, muttering, "We agreed to meet in the parking lot in thirty minutes, but this guy didn't even send a message. There was only a computer through the transmitter... But then again, what was he doing in this storeroom where the wine was stored?"

"He might have prepared this place just in case."

Gin looked around and his eyes stopped on a brown hair beside the fireplace. "If there were factors other than the mission, he would have taken action and hidden the body here..."

"Brother, there are policemen outside."

Vodka said, "We'd better get out of here quickly."

"Um……"

Gin didn't say much. He pondered for a moment and planned to leave the scene with Vodka.

But just as he walked out of the door, he immediately turned around and walked upstairs.

"Brother, that's the direction to go upstairs."

Vodka reminded: "The direction downstairs is on my side."

"Hmph... Shirley is on the rooftop."

Gin sneered as he went upstairs, "The door is open, probably to confuse our sight... There is that woman's hair in front of the fireplace. I'm afraid she is shivering on the rooftop now, waiting for us to leave, and then take the opportunity to escape, right?"

"It's just courting death."

Vodka also laughed, "If that's the case, now we just need to go to the rooftop, and that woman will have no way to escape. You are worthy of being the big brother."

"The rooftop of Feixue is quite suitable for executing traitors."

Gin turned his head and glanced at the snowflakes drifting outside the window. "The white snow dancing in the dark night, stained with crimson blood, is so beautiful..."

After a pause, he sneered again: "Shirley, I miss you so much."

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the other side.

Fujino had already used Eagle Vision to determine the location of most of the vital signs, and had found the place where the police were interrogating the people attending the memorial service in the hotel.

By the way, Pisk's location was also found.

Pisk is a man with gray hair, wrinkled skin, and always holds a cigarette in his mouth. Although he is over 50 years old, he is still as energetic as an old man.

He walked out of the interrogation room and planned to return to the utility room to continue guarding Shirley.

But just as he turned a corner, a white figure suddenly emerged from behind him.

When he came to his senses and was about to turn around and fight back, he was suddenly pressed against his throat by a hidden blade flashing with silver light.

"Be honest."

Fujino raised his hidden blade and said in a deep voice, "Pisk."

"?!"

Pisk was stunned with surprise, glanced at the silver-white blade, and cold sweat ran down his back.

He didn't understand who this guy in front of him was and how he knew his identity.

Although he considered himself a capable member of the organization and a veteran of several decades, he did not want to do anything that violated the organization's principles.

But there was one thing he understood: the other party was definitely not lying, and if he was not honest, he would really die.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 223 Belmode:?

The stairwell on the rooftop.

Gin and Vodka walked up the stairs.

The two men hid behind the iron door of the stairwell, looked at each other, and took out pistols with silencers.

Vodka walked forward and kicked the iron door open.

Gin followed closely behind, hat lowered, gun raised.

What meets the eye is a rooftop covered with heavy snow late at night.

A figure stood on the edge of the rooftop.

She was wearing a black robe and holding a girl in a dress in her arms.

The girl had short wavy brown hair and was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

But the scale is definitely larger than that of their peers.

Gin recognized the identity of the girl in his arms at a glance.

The girl who betrayed the organization - Shirley.

At the same time, she is the woman he has always wanted to get rid of.

Even though the traitor was right in front of him, Gin, as a veteran of the brewery, was not overwhelmed by excitement.

He looked at the black figure warily and asked sternly, "Who are you?"

The black-robed man turned around and looked back, revealing a face with a fox mask. He said in a sharp and provocative female voice, "Guess."

Gin frowned slightly, raised his gun and was about to shoot.

But before he could pull the trigger, the man in black robe smiled playfully and then jumped straight in front of him.

Gin raised his gun and hurried forward to check.

The black figure had disappeared long ago.

I felt lonely after watching it...

"Boss, that woman was rescued by the man in black robe."

Vodka followed and also looked downstairs.

"I know it without you having to tell me."

Gin's expression became increasingly gloomy. "It seems that the traitor has found some organization and has been rescued by his accomplices... Let's retreat."

"boom!"

Just as the two were about to leave, a loud explosion sounded behind them.

Vodka, who was following behind, was the first to be blown away.

The heavy body fell directly on Gin.

Then, the two of them tumbled all the way down the stairs, their bodies tangled together, and rolled from the stairwell to the platform on the next floor.

Gin pushed away Vodka who was pressing on him, struggled to stand up, covered his aching head, stretched out his hand, and saw that it was stained with blood.

He looked up and saw that the stairwell on the rooftop had been blown to pieces.

He lowered his head and looked at Vodka, whose sunglasses were shattered again, his suit on the back was blown open, and his skin was burnt. His face became increasingly gloomy.

First it was that damn Shuichi Akai, then it was that damn stinky bat, and now here comes a stinky fox!

No, was this a conspiracy from the beginning? !

The Japanese public security or, no, if it was the Japanese public security...

Could it be that man again?

hateful.

provocative……

The other party is definitely provoking!

Just as Gin was feeling gloomy, a small figure came up from a distance following the sound of the explosion, hiding behind a half-open door and secretly observing the two people who had just been blown away by the explosion.

Looks like a sixth man!

This Old Six is ​​none other than Conan.

Just now, Conan was panicking after losing contact with Haibara Ai.

He ran over in a hurry.

But when he arrived, he found nothing.

But as it stands now, Huibara should not have been caught by these two guys yet.

As for Pisco, he blew himself up and was taken away by the police for investigation, but he has not been seen since then. It seems that he has not had time to report yet.

Now one of these two people has been blown up and has very little health, which is a perfect opportunity.

A sneak attack seems like we can take them all down in one go!

Conan's glasses flashed a cold white light.

He raised the watch on his wrist and aimed the scope at Gin.

call out--