Kexue Magician

Chapter 216 He Wants to Sell the Winery
Conan, who was wearing a small suit that never changed for thousands of years, walked around the venue.

Many celebrities at the memorial service for Mr. Akira Jiumaki did not pay attention to Conan, thinking that he was just a child who came with his parents, walking around pretending to be calm, reenacting the story of a little tadpole looking for his mother.

Chrissy Wynyard, aka Belmode, noticed Conan.

The child walked among the adults alone, but he didn't show any panic, his eyes were very calm, his expression was calm, and he didn't show the innocence and timidity that a child of his age should have.

If you look closely, it looks familiar, as if you've seen it somewhere.

Belmode gently shook the red wine in the goblet, his slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes became deep.

The organization ordered Pisk to kill Shigehiko Tunkou before he was arrested, and he was not allowed to disclose any information about the organization to the police, and he who just returned to China to participate in the memorial meeting was asked to be an assistant.

In order to be sure, he went all the way to ask Gin Jiu to help.

What he never expected was that Gin Jiu found the woman Shirley's hair next to the car. Although he didn't know why Gin Jiu was sure that Shirley would find him and would follow here just by relying on a single piece of brown hair.

Could this be the so-called intuition of a man?
Or, in other words, the breath of a traitor...

Belmode pondered, raised his wine glass, and parted his red lips lightly.

After the slight sour feeling, the fresh and refreshing taste spreads between the lips and tongue, stimulating the brain to become excited.

The next moment, a bright lightning flashed across his mind.

Belmode no longer had a calm and noble temperament, his eyes showed surprise, his eyebrows were raised high, and he unabashedly scanned the surroundings with searching eyes, trying to find Conan's figure to confirm again.

"Miss Chris, who are you looking for?"

Miko Nanjo, a female writer wearing round-rimmed glasses, couldn't help but asked, since just now, she noticed that the big star was distracted.

Belmode was also aware of her gaffe. After all, this was related to one of her most cherished treasures, whose life and death are still unknown. She smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, I just remembered something."

Migo Nanjo frowned, but did not pursue, respecting Chrissy Wynyard's idea of ​​secrecy.

In front of the tablecloth on the round table, Conan looked at his watch, the time was 18:29:32.

It didn't take long.

A man in a black suit with black hair combed meticulously walked into the venue, surrounded by a group of reporters, who were constantly being asked questions.

It turned out to be him, Shigehiko Tunkou, the politician who was suspected of accepting bribes and has been rumored a lot lately.

Appeared at the venue at 06:30 and killed the target before the police arrested him. Combining these two key clues, Conan had identified Pisk's target person tonight, then sneaked into the bathroom, and used a voice changer to notify Officer Megure.

Returning to the venue again, Conan stared at Shigehiko Tunguchi solemnly.

Isn't this mental quality too bad?

The winery is a transnational criminal organization, what kind of people are they cooperating with and supporting?

Seeing Shigehiko Tonguchi wiping his sweat under the reporter's question, Conan showed a little contempt in his eyes.

No wonder the winery wants to kill him. Judging from his current performance, one can predict the scene after he is arrested. He will definitely not be the kind of dead man who will not betray the organization even if he sacrifices his life. Instead, he will immediately confess and surrender in exchange for The cartilage boy who reduced his sentence.

However, since I, Detective Kudo Shinichi, are here, I will definitely stop Pisk's actions!

Conan's eyes were firm, and he scanned the surroundings without leaving any traces from the corner of his eyes.

Police officer Megure, who received the call to the police, rushed into the scene with several policemen. They guarded behind Shigehiko Tunguchi in a semi-surrounding formation, and all of them moved their eyes back and forth like surveillance cameras.

Seven o'clock sharp.

The host, Naodichi Maikura, held a microphone and said, "Hello, everyone, tonight I will be hosting the memorial service of director Jiumaki..."

Everyone adjusted their stance one after another and looked at the podium together.

Conan, who didn't come to the memorial service, still kept his gaze on Shigehiko Tunkou. In case Officer Megure and the others lost their strength or distracted, he could still stare at Shigehiko Tunkou to protect the best candidate for the betrayal organization.

Time passed by little by little, and everything was calm.

Just when Conan was puzzled.

Naomichi Maikura's voice came through the speakers: "Now let's enjoy the mysterious photos of Director Sakamaki that have never been released to the world..."

Hearing this, Conan felt a lump in his heart, turned his head and looked straight at Maicang.

The next moment, the huge crystal chandelier and other lights in the venue were instantly extinguished.

When Conan turned his head again, Shigehiko Tunkou had disappeared.

not good!

What about people, where did they go?
Conan left his position and ran among the large number of round tables and crowds.

Kenzo Masuyama's eyes flashed, he quietly took out the pistol hidden on his body, installed the muffler, and covered the front end of the muffler with a purple handkerchief, then raised the gun and aimed at the light green fluorescent hanging ring on the crystal lamp.

With a "click", the flash lights up.

Mai Cang Zhidao joked: "This photo is so precious, it can't be taken with a flash."

The guests in the venue roared with laughter.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kenzo Masuyama made a decisive decision and pulled the trigger.

The hanging ring was shot off immediately, and the huge crystal lamp fell and hit Shigehiko Tunkou directly below.

When the lights were turned on again, the guests were surprised to find that the politician Shigehiko Tunkou was pressed by the crystal lamp, and the pool of blood under his body was getting bigger and bigger.

Damn it!Conan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

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Outside the Kubado City Hotel.

On the beetle car, Dr. Ali waited anxiously, he did not agree with Xinyi's adventure plan.

"Why hasn't it come out yet, is there something wrong with Shinichi?"

Dr. Ali wanted to call Conan, but he thought that Conan might be lurking. If the phone rang, those criminals might be able to identify their location by listening to the sound, and found that Conan had killed him, which was a disservice to him.

"Xinyi asked me to stay here, always pay attention to the news on the Internet, and respond to him at any time."

"But if I don't go in and I don't know what's going on with Shinichi, what should I do? Yusaku who adapts to the situation and Yukiko, a master of disguise, are also far away in the United States. Who else is trustworthy and can help us?"

Dr. Ali frowned, and rejected Mao Li Kogoro, Mao Lilan and others one by one.

Because Mori Kogoro is a confused detective in Xinyikou, and Mao Lilan is the person Shinichi refuses to involve the most, and they are not smart enough, it is very likely that they will die instead of helping.

"By the way, there is also Mr. Fengchu!"

Dr. A Li slapped his thigh suddenly, his face was full of joy, and he called Feng Chu immediately.

"Mr. Fengchu, I am Dr. Ali, and the thing is like this..."

"Ah, would you help? Thank you so much, God bless you! I keep praying for you!"

Dr. A Li was almost moved and his eyes filled with enthusiasm. Feng Chu would accept such a dangerous task. It’s hard to see people’s hearts. In the future, I must correct Conan and tell him that Mr. Feng Chu is a good man full of justice.

(End of this chapter)