Kexue Magician

Chapter 104 Conan fainted
Somewhere outside a remote bar.

The nose of the car is very low, and the visibility is good on the car Porsche 356A.

The co-pilot sat a man in black and black hat with blond hair and cold eyes. Wearing black gloves, he took out a Beretta M92F pistol from the pocket of his windbreaker. This pistol has a large trigger guard and is easy to shoot with gloves on. , is his favorite gun.

The burly figure in the driver's seat, Vodka who was also in black and black hat turned his head to look at the co-pilot's Gin, and asked hesitantly: "Brother, Miyano Akemi is Shirley's sister, are we really going to kill her?"

Gin didn't even look at Vodka, but said coldly: "All those who betray the organization must die."

Even if he is not dead, the organization will not let him go!

Betrayed by the organization, the rye whiskey (Rye) who was still alive immediately came to mind, and Gin's eyes became more and more cold, which was a thorn in his heart that he could not forget for a long time.

Poor Shirley.

Although you are one of the cadres of the organization, if you want to leave the organization, you will probably be the same as your sister Miyano Akemi, the only way to die...

Vodka, who was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes, nodded slightly, and his square face showed a silent grin.

Gin only had a pistol in his eyes. He pressed the latch, took out the magazine, checked the 15 rounds of 9×19mm Parabellum bullets in the double-column magazine, and then reinstalled the magazine into the handle with a click Inside.

After checking the equipment, Gin put the safety pistol back in his pocket, and then took out the black phone to check the information.

After a while, Qin Jiu said lightly: "Let's go."

"Okay, big brother!"

Vodka responded, immediately started the Porsche 356A, and drove towards the destination.

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Room 503.

Recalling the scene where the tropical paradise was dominated, Conan's calm baby face showed anger.

"Fengchu, you are talking about the black organization, the gin and vodka from the distillery? Could it be that they are the masterminds who instigated Hirota Masami to rob one billion yen?"

Conan took two steps forward, looking forward with anticipation.

Since his body became smaller, he has been waiting, looking forward to getting news from the Black Organization. He wants to find the medicine that will make his body smaller, and then ask Dr. A Li to develop an antidote.

He also wanted to personally send the members of the Black Organization to prison and destroy the Black Organization.

Feng Chu said calmly, "Both guards Kishii and Shiro Kaizuka were shot dead. May I ask Mr. Conan, how do you deal with them? Just rely on the pair of strong sneakers under your feet and the anesthesia needle on your hand?"

"You'd better not question the guy who eats, and don't doubt the speed at which others draw their guns. Maybe you haven't shot the anesthesia needle yet, and the bullet has already shot into your heart, making you die from this world."

gun!gun!gun!
Conan, who learned how to shoot a gun in Hawaii, naturally knows the power of a gun.

When he was young, he also encountered gangsters with guns, but he always brought down the murderers by sneak attack or taking advantage of others' carelessness. It is difficult for him to beat people with guns if he is straight.

"I can play by ear."

"And don't forget that there is the Metropolitan Police Department! I don't believe that the Metropolitan Police Department is full of people from wineries. If that's the case, Japan will have no future at all."

Conan looked confident. He felt that he would not be impulsive, and could deal with the people in the winery with his flexible mind and wisdom.

Feng Chu still shook his head.

"Hey, hey! Don't just talk about me!"

"What about you at the beginning of Feng, don't you think that you can be extremely angry at any time, and then you can shoot out coins at high speed with explosive potential to beat people with guns? Don't you have to rely on sneak attacks like me?"

Conan Banyue stared at Feng Chu, and analyzed rationally.

Poor boy, you know nothing about magic...

The corner of Feng Chu's mouth slightly raised: "You don't understand, anyway, don't come in the way, lest you be exposed."

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound of opening the door.

Fengchu and Conan turned their heads at the same time.

"Conan..."

"Mr. Fengchu?..."

"Why are you here?"

Hirota Masami was a little surprised when he saw Conan and Fengchu.

She was wearing a beige coat, an olive skirt, and delicate makeup on her face, but she still couldn't hide the faint dark circles under her eyes and the heavy fatigue.

"Sister Yami, are you going to meet the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Conan raised his head, with an adult-like expression on his face, and he didn't pretend to be a childish voice.

"Conan, what are you talking about?"

Masami Hirota squeezed out a smile, she approached Conan, and immediately raised the knife in her hand, and the knife in one hand fell on the back of Conan's neck.

Conan also never expected that Masami Hirota would give him a hand knife in public, but he was still hit hard on the back of the neck by the hand knife even though he dodged hastily, and then fell to the ground with a slap.

"you······"

"You can't go, you will be killed!"

Knowing the fate of guards Kishii and Kaizuka Shiro from Mori Kogoro's phone call, Conan raised his head and persuaded with difficulty.

"Sorry, Conan!"

Masami Hirota landed another knife on the back of Conan's neck.

Conan, who was paralyzed, was unable to dodge. He could only watch the knife fall with a happy eye, and then passed out.

Feng Chu watched quietly, as if indifferent.

Masami Hirota looked at Feng Chu with gloomy eyes, but still forced a smile on her face, and said softly, "Mr. Feng Chu, do you want to persuade me not to go?"

Fallen Angel in Hell...

Sitting on the sofa, Fengchu, who was leaning against the sofa, finally became sitting upright, and said, "Don't you know that Kishii and Kaizuka Shiro have been shot dead? And there are still guns of the same style as you at the scene of the crime." Pink lipstick."

Hirota Masami's pupils dilated slightly.

She just saw the news that Kishii and Kaizuka Shiro were killed, but the news did not report what the police found in their home.

"It's okay, please don't stop me."

Hirota Masami has accepted this fact, and said a little disheartened.

"I didn't mean to stop you, I just want to know where you will meet with them and the exact meeting time." Feng Chu looked calm.

Meeting place and meeting time?
Does Feng Chu want to call the police and seize the gin and vodka?

This is impossible. Gin and Wine probably arranged for the low-level personnel to explore the wind and prepared a retreat, and the low-level personnel did not know the secrets of the organization at all or knew very little.

"Why?" Hirota Masami asked.

The corners of Feng Chu's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with great interest: "You will know tonight."

tonight?
Maybe I'm dead tonight.

Hirota Masami showed a bleak smile, and then said calmly, "I offended you, Mr. Fengchu."

As soon as the words were finished, Hirota Masami put down her clutch bag and walked towards Fengchu on the sofa, apparently planning to give Fengchu a physical stun, just like knocking down Conan.

(End of this chapter)