Conan's Organization No. 3

After all, the two have taken a handkerchief, no suspicion, naturally can't stop people from calling.

Of course, when you call, Gao Wi is staying next to the two. From the head heard the end, there is no half of the place.

Just, Gao Mu did not notice that when he called, he had a gently tapped his microphone, and the sound was covered by the sound of hem.

Of course, for the other side of the microphone, it is obvious that the sound of the microphone is obvious.

...

At this time, the door of the Cup house hotel, a black preservation from the distant moves next to the street, walked down from above, two wrapped in the black windbreaker.

Seeing these two figures, Conan, which is talking to the gray original and detective badges, and the pupils have shrunk.

"Damn, how can they stay here? Musk is clear by the police department, how can they notify the piano wine?"

Oh, vodka has a laptop from the car, showing the piano wine,

When Conoutton, he responded, "Damn, is there any tracker on the wine cellar mobile phone?"

"Yes, they must find how to do not do it, then track the sender to here?"

Dr. Ahi, a big trip next to it.

"Okay! Cryogen, the situation is not good, they have come ..."

In the wine cellar, "Hey", the opened white wine bottle suddenly fell to the table, the bottle mouth, the white wine inside, sprinkled to the ground.

" ..."

On the other side of the table, on the chair in front of the laptop, the gray original is sitting on it, just the mouth of the big mouth, the snacks, the more emergency | promoting, the body's temperature also begins to rise slowly, as if it seems It is necessary to melt.

"what happened to you?"

The gray original is not enough to answer Conan, and the bright forehead is full of thin sweat.

"Hey!"

I heard the voice came from the detective badge, and Conoutton is anxious when I am in my heart.

Okinawa, if this, the piano wine will have to meet the gray in the wine cellar.

Damn!

" ..."

Conan suddenly took out the mobile phone and hurriedly dialed a number.

"Hey, is it the police department, I am a Canad ..."

"What, men in black clothes?"

The casual clothes that are maintaining the order of the venue have received such an order.

However, when the casual police officers receive this order, began to search for a black dress in the venue, the real goal has already passed with them, and the wine cellar in the hotel will go.

"Hey!"

The gray original feels that the body seems to be torn, and the petite body is constantly staying with fine sweat.

On the other hand, the quiet corridor of the wine cellar, two men in black windbrer are not slow, and there is a subtle vibration on the floor.

" ..."

Wine cellar!

The girl rubbed his hood with his hand, and he couldn't help but feel the torn feelings.

"Hey, ah -!"

"Hey!"

The door was opened, and the men in the black windbreaker slowly walked into the wine cellar! .

Chapter 172 Goodbye (Woman)

Vodka carefully glanced at the wine cellar, holding a gun in his hand, looking for the trails that Piske may exist.

They still don't know, and Piske has an ancient well-organized and other people have been left by the police because of the murder.

Looking at the quiet wine cellar, Vodka immediately walked in it, and the piano wine behind him was cold and glanced, and the table of the phone with the laptop, the sight slowly moved to the bottle. White dry.

After the vodka has already found the whole wine cellar, the piano wine,

"Big Brother, Piske guy doesn't seem to be here, even the guy of Gujing Gong, it seems that it is not coming. We clearly meet here, that guy, should not rebellious -"

"No," the piano wine interrupted his words, continued to go in the fireplace in the wine cellar, opening the opening - the way,

"The guy of Gujing Gong never did this kind of thing, he should be the _ police stopped with Piske."