I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 91 The sour smell of love
"Then let's go directly to Cupido Hotel now." Conan was very excited, and wanted to go directly to Pisco for a while, "Now that we know their plan, we should stop him."

Conan's ideas are very naive and direct, which is his strength and also his shortcoming.

Guangyou said to Dr. A Li who was driving: "Doctor, let's go buy two sets of clothes first, and organize some outfits."

Xiao Ai chuckled softly: "Kudou, your thinking is still so naive, it's better for Guangyou to think more comprehensively."

Conan also realized that the place of action was at the memorial service, and felt that it was inappropriate for everyone to wear these clothes, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed.

At this moment, the two of Gin and Jiu found an empty corner and stopped the car. Vodka was carefully checking whether there were other equipment in the car.

Guangyou is not that stupid, he will activate it together if necessary, and will not give Qin Jiu time to search, Qin Jiu obviously knows this, but to be on the safe side, it is better to check carefully.

Gin was standing beside the car, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the plain expression on his face made it impossible to tell that this person had been bombed just now.

He didn't know who he called: "Yes, it's that shark again. It's been many times. This time he also planted a bomb in my car."

"I think he already knows our actions, and he probably goes back to join in the fun. It's unclear what the target is."

"Well, after I check the car here, I will go back and meet you."

Guangyou and his party specially bought black clothes for the memorial service.

Putting on black clothes, Conan also looked a lot more serious for a while.

When I came to the Cupido Hotel, there was information such as this memorial service written on the door.

Relying on their height advantage, the three successfully blended into the hall where the memorial service is located.

There were a lot of people in the hall, and everyone around her was wearing black clothes, which made Xiao Ai a little unnatural.

Noticing Xiao Ai's strangeness, Guangyou patted Xiao Ai's shoulder: "Ann, I'm here, you'll be fine."

"I know." Xiao Ai recalled that dream and explained: "I had a nightmare recently, I dreamed that we were walking on the street, and it was snowing like now, and gin suddenly appeared in my You shot me in the back, you blocked it for me, and then you were killed in front of me."

Xiao Ai was a little depressed: "I really don't want to involve you anymore, I'm really afraid that the scene in my dream will appear in real life, me."

Guangyou covered Xiao Ai's mouth with his hand: "Silly girl, if the scene in the dream appeared, it would be my honor, and besides, do you really not believe me that much?"

Conan also comforted: "Don't think so. People say that dreams are the opposite. Maybe you are like this?"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ai's mouth: "I hope."

Observing the people in the hall, Conan also sighed: "There are quite a lot of celebrities at this memorial service. There are female writers, professional baseball sponsors, famous music producers, and super popular American women. Stars, professors, and even giants from the industrial and economic circles have come.”

"This place is full of that disgusting atmosphere!" Guangyou showed a meaningful smile, "That Masuyama Kenzo is Pisco."

Hearing what Guangyou said, Conan and Xiao Ai were surprised: "How do you know?"

Guangyou just smiled at the two of them and didn't speak.

"Then do you know who Pisco is going to kill?" Xiao Ai asked.

"Ah, of course." Conan's words from Gin's phone call and his subtle observations probably determined the target, "It should be the guy at the door surrounded by a group of reporters."

Xiao Ai had the impression of the guy at the door: "He is the congressman suspected of accepting bribes and reporting."

"He should also belong to the organization, just like Sister Xiaoai, a peripheral member, and the bribe is to provide funds for the organization." Guangyou roughly guessed the identity of Shigehiko Tunkou.

Conan squeezed his chin: "Then it makes sense, the organization does have a good reason to kill him in order to silence him."

Just when Conan felt that there were too many people and the other party did not dare to attack, the lights in the hall went dark.

Conan's experience is still too little. This kind of crowded place is actually an ideal place for many attacks. A lot of people means that if something happens, there will be chaos. Once there is chaos, opportunities will follow.

The lights in the hall were not made by the assailants, but arranged by the host on stage, saying that he wanted to see some photos of director Jiumaki, who was the goal of the memorial service, to save money and not be released to the world.

"It seems that the murderer of these activities should know about it." Guangyou murmured.

When it got dark, Conan felt something was wrong, and looked around to find the murderer.

In the darkness, a black figure raised a gun with a silencer in his hand, aimed at the connection of a lamp on the top of the hall and fired a shot, and a crisp sound echoed in the hall.

The police who had arrived earlier were not fools. Officer Mu Mu directly asked the police officers to turn on the lights as soon as possible.

Apart from this incident, the host is still standing there like a scumbag, and there is really no one else.

One second before the light was turned on, Conan felt something on his head, and when he took it off, he found it was a handkerchief.

The next second, the light came on, and seeing Shigehiko Tunkou who was crushed to death by the light, the people attending the memorial service screamed.

At this time, the host realized that something might be wrong, walked to the place where the accident happened and took a look, only then did he realize that someone had been crushed to death by the art lamp hanging from the ceiling.

I don't know if it's because everyone present is used to it or because they are out of their nerves, but for a while, no one felt the slightest bit of fear, and they were still asking what happened in a daze.

Guangyou really wanted to jump up and hit them on the head: "What happened? You have a hammer for your eyes."

One of the baseball team's funding bosses was a little surprised when he saw the police: "The police are here already? They're moving so fast!"

Raising the art lamp and seeing Shigehiko Tunkou's tragic death, everyone realized that someone had died, and another exclamation occurred.

For this incident, the music producer did not seem to want to be involved, so he said that this time it might be an accident.

This baseball boss is also big-hearted. He dared to eat fried rice even after he was dead. He seemed to bite into something, and after vomiting it out, he would ask the chef to come over and comment.

Conan was thinking about the case, he didn't notice that the two people around him quietly left the hall.

Xiao Ai was pulled out of the hall by Guangyou at this moment: "What are we doing here?"

Guangyou smiled: "Let's go, let's find information about the medicine and let Conan solve the case alone."

Following Guangyou, the two came to the door of a wine cellar and opened the door. Xiao Ai was surprised to find that there was indeed a computer. She was curious: "How do you know it's here?"

"Feeling." It wasn't that Guangyou didn't say it, it was that she didn't believe it when Guangyou said it.

Xiao Ai made a "cut", turned her head to turn on the computer, took out a disk from her body, and prepared to copy data.

At this time, Guangyou heard some movement outside the door, secretly said that something was wrong, and quickly locked the door.

Then, he said to Xiao Ai: "Xiao Ai, hurry up, the password is shelling ford, probably Pisco is here!"

Hearing that Pisco was coming, the movements of Xiao Ai's hands obviously sped up. She didn't ask too much about Guangyou's knowledge of the password. She knew that now was not the time to hear too much.

Guangyou took off his coat, put on his red robe, took out the mask from his bag and put it on, took out his pistol and loaded it.

There was no movement outside the door, but Guangyou knew that Pisco was hiding outside the door, waiting for the people inside to make a move before him.

This is a protracted battle.

　Sorry, the two softwares are out of order, the serial number of the manuscript is wrong, then what, forgive me, the title is just that wrong
　　
　
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