Next, Mori Kogoro

Chapter 81 [Chapter 081] Gin, do you want your little brother to die?

At night, Conan was hiding under the blanket in his bedroom, secretly making a phone call: "Hattori, how many cases have you solved at most in one day?"

Hattori Heiji's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Three things, robbery in the morning, theft in the afternoon, and murder in the evening. What about you, Kudo?"

"Two, one during the day and one at night."

Conan frowned: "Then if I tell you that someone solved twenty murder cases overnight, would you believe it?"

"Then these twenty cases are definitely committed by that person."

"No, I have seen the evidence provided by cracking the case, it is perfect, and the person in all cases has a perfect alibi."

"Then... that person knew the truth a long time ago, and deliberately got together to decrypt it for the sake of attracting people's attention."

"It's even more unlikely that he was there by pure coincidence."

Hattori Heiji became curious: "According to what you said, who is this divine man?"

"My acquaintance, and you know it too."

Conan said mysteriously.

"Could it be... Uncle Maori?"

Hattori Heiji guessed right when he arrived.

"Yes."

"Oh."

"What do you mean by 'oh'?"

Conan Fox questioned: "Why don't you seem surprised when I hear you?"

"Surprised, but not surprised."

Hattori Heiji's tone became serious: "Kudou, after I returned to Osaka, I asked my dad about Uncle Mori, and it turned out that my dad, who had eyes above the top, had a high opinion of Uncle Mori. And he revealed what he said. It can be seen that the top police officers have been secretly paying attention to Uncle Mao Li, and may even have established a secret file."

"what?"

Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Why? Uncle, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a detective. Does he have other identities?"

"Listen to my father, Suzuki, Ooka, Tomizawa, and Karasuma, among the four major consortiums in the country, except for the Karasuma consortium, Uncle Mori secretly holds different proportions of equity in the other three consortiums. "

Hattori Heiji sighed: "Although my father didn't disclose the specific figures, the proportion should not be low. This is why the three major consortiums have good relations with Uncle Mori."

"what??"

Conan's eyes widened again: "Are you sure you're not mistaken? I believe that Uncle Maori bought some of the stocks of those consortiums, but he owns shares, and they still have significant shares. This is too unbelievable."

"Hehe, Kudo, what is this, there are even scarier ones."

Even though there was no one around, Hattori Heiji still lowered his voice subconsciously: "The rumor...it's just a rumor. Uncle Mori has a lot to do with those giants on Wall Street."

"what???"

In Conan's mind, a greasy middle-aged man with a moustache and disheveled clothes was drunk holding the TV and shouting about Miss Yoko.

You said that such a man would have a lot of relationship with those top capitalists?
Who will believe it.

"If... what I said is if, and what you said is true, then why does uncle keep a low profile?"

Conan utters the final question.

"I'm also puzzled." Hattori Heiji's tone was also very puzzled, "Maybe it's personal bad taste, or there may be other purposes. But the above are all rumors, there is no substantive evidence, and the police have not conducted a detailed investigation. Create a secret file and keep an eye on it secretly."

"No, or dare not?"

Conan sneered.

"There are many things that can be seen without telling the truth. After all, the United States is involved. If you check it again and again, you may get burned."

Hattori Heiji smiled wryly.

"Okay, so Uncle is actually a hidden super-rich man, and Xiaolan... is the second generation of the rich, the kind richer than Sonoko Suzuki?"

Conan imagined it for a while, but he really couldn't imagine Xiaolan becoming the rich second generation.

"That's right, Kudo, you have to work hard, or else when your identity is exposed in the future, your woman might dump you, hahaha..."

Hattori Heiji couldn't help laughing.

"What time is it, Pingci, don't hurry to sleep."

A faint stern voice came, and Hattori Heiji exclaimed "It's terrible", and then the phone was hung up.

"That guy Hattori Heiji, talking about my woman, dumping, etc., is simply extremely vulgar."

Conan angrily threw the phone aside, put his hands under his head, and looked at the ceiling.What Hattori Heiji said just now kept echoing in his mind, and it took him a long time before he fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but Conan was in a daze when he suddenly heard a gunshot.His whole body trembled, and he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh ten thousand catties, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded: "Qin Jiu, do you want your little brother to die?"

"Gin?"

Conan opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up, looked around only to find that he was still sleeping in his bedroom, and there was no other person in the room except himself.Reaching out to wipe his forehead, he found that his whole body was soaked.

He took the phone and looked at the time. It was only an hour before the end of the call with Hattori, so he only slept for about ten minutes.

"Are you dreaming?"

Conan couldn't fall asleep at all, and looked up out of the window.

The night sky was full of dark clouds, not a single star was exposed.

At the same time, in the organization's secret hospital.

Qin Jiu held the gun in one hand, and the other arm was dripping with blood. He shot it himself. Only in this way could he successfully break free from the drug.

And not far in front of him, the little nurse who was in charge of taking care of him was holding vodka with a scalpel, confronting Gin and the security guards behind Gin.

"You don't think you'll make it out alive, do you?"

Gin's tone was as cold as ice: "Put down your weapon, I can promise you that the one who dies will be happier in the end."

"Hehe, Qin Jiu, if I dare to assassinate you, I don't intend to live."

The little nurse gritted her teeth and said, "It's a pity that I acted too hastily and let you see the flaws, otherwise give me another day... no, in one night, you will go crazy and commit suicide."

"It's useless. I will never think that I am wrong. If I am wrong, it can only be that there is a problem elsewhere, so I suspected from the beginning that you or the doctor had tampered with me."

Maybe he was worried about the life and death of his most loyal little brother, or maybe the drug was still having an effect, Gin said more than ever before: "But I didn't expect that you were injecting the drug in the oxygen tube. If I didn't notice it quickly, I'm afraid I will see hallucinations again tonight?"

"Even if I didn't kill you, it would be worth it if I killed your little brother."

The little nurse growled.

"Go ahead, as long as you kill him, there will be no hostages, so you can only capture him with nothing."

Gin said coldly.

"You think I won't kill him?"

With a flick of the little nurse's scalpel, the skin on Vodka's neck was cut instantly, and blood flowed down immediately.

(End of this chapter)