Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 567 Sniper
Mihua Town 39-chome [-] Fan.

Home of the Maori Detective Agency.

"Then, it's 06:30 to enter the arena, right? Don't worry, Yuanzi, if you're half an hour earlier, you won't miss the opportunity."

In a residence on the third floor.

While talking on the phone in her room, Mao Lilan was picking out the dress she needed to wear to the press conference in the closet.

The person talking to Xiaolan is naturally her best friend Yuanzi.

"By the way! Sonoko, didn't you say that only Mr. Lin and Hiroki will be with you? Why didn't you call Dr. Ali and the others this time?"

"This... I also asked. I thought I could bring those little devils to see the world." Yuanzi's muffled voice came from the phone, "In the end, I called Dr. A Li and asked him to help After a while, it turned out that those little devils were all taken out by the family... Dr. A Li also said that he was going to go out this afternoon to participate in some science and technology exchange meeting, and he might not be able to make it back in the evening. What do you think it is called? What's the matter..."

Here Xiaolan asks, Yuanzi can follow me for 1 minute.

Hearing that Dr. A Li and other people who are closely related to them could not come to participate, Xiaolan was also a little disappointed: "It's really a pity, but, in this case, Xiao Ai is at home alone?"

Yuanzi also remembered this: "That's right! It's strange, I called the doctor before, but he didn't mention this child...I'll ask about it later."

"Why don't I call later... Ah! It's already this time, I have to hurry to prepare lunch."

"Eh? You haven't had lunch yet? Let's stop chatting for now. Hurry up and don't forget the time."

"Know it!"

Xiaolan hurriedly responded, and after hanging up in the garden, threw the prepared clothes on the bed, and hurriedly ran into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After preparing the ingredients, she belatedly remembered:
Is Conan the big one in their house not back yet?
"...Really! Where did you go again... Ah, forget it, let's talk about the food first."

If Conan doesn't come back after finishing it, he must educate him well!
……

In the office downstairs.

Mori Kogoro plugged in the earphones, clasped his hands tightly, with a dignified expression, and held a mini radio in his hand, listening very intently.

Eavesdropping?

No.

He was just listening to the live broadcast of the last race of the morning.

but……

Others don't know!
"Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he is listening to us?"

"Not necessarily, maybe he is plotting something with the FBI..."

"Look, look, his mouth moved... What is he talking about? Who can speak with lips?"

"...Master Stella, please pay attention to the image, it looks like a perverted voyeur now."

"What are you talking about, Claret? I'm peeping? What a joke, we are clearly peeping openly! How can there be stealing?"

"..."

On the top floor of a building more than 100 meters away from Maori Detective Agency, a row of people dressed in jet black stood on it, either holding binoculars or sniper rifles in their hands... Without exception, they all aimed at window of the Maori Detective Agency.

——But in fact, there are not many people.

Angostella and Anderberg are naturally on the list, leaving only Claret, Chianti and Cohen.

Both Chianti and Cohen aimed at Mori Kogoro's head through the scope. Hearing that the three temporary teammates next door had been beeping, Chianti, who was not very good-tempered, became a little irritable: "I said, do you want to Shoot? Can you give me an accurate word?"

She had never seen such a grumpy member in Gin.

Cohen was silent, but nodded in agreement.

Angostura paused, scratched his hair in distress, looked at Chianti and Cohen, and then at Claret: "You guys really have the same attitude towards your boss?"

Claret looked at him coolly, "Chianti is right, if you are going to get rid of this detective, you should give orders quickly! Or let Pino go up and arrest people, and see if you can torture the FBI and Kianti. news from you."

They now agree that the bug was installed by Mori Kogoro, and that the other party contacted the FBI after eavesdropping on the organization's action plan...

Judging from the previous hunting scene and Kiel's subsequent movements, their comrade Kiel was probably 'killed'.

"Arresting people is easy to leave behind. What do you do?"

Angostella snorted, shook his head, and took out the communication device, "Hello? Alexis, have you arrived? Whether you arrive or not, let's have an ultimatum with our sleeping Mr. Mori Kogoro, tell He, today will be his death day next year..."

next to.

Claret couldn't support his forehead; Chianti rolled his eyes to the sky; Cohen stayed still, looking like he was dozing off.

——Twenty and ten minutes have passed since they arrived here.

I have never seen such a slow-moving boss in Angostura!

Suddenly, Angostella turned her head, "I said, are you slandering me?"

Clarett had a cold face: "There is no belly, it's just a slander."

Angostura: "..."

What does this say?

He took out the binoculars and looked at Mori Kogoro, and found that the other party didn't make any extra movements, so he curled his lips, "Tsk, concentration is pretty good... Forget it, let's kill it, it's been so long, it seems useless."

Angostella's words were a little unclear, which made Claret a little confused.

However, for the two snipers Chianti and Cohen, they were relieved and aimed at Kogoro Mouri's head one after another. If they couldn't hit at this distance, they might be thrown back to the training camp.

However, Anderberg has been holding a sniper rifle since just now, standing on the side with his eyes closed, as if waiting for something...

Just after Angostella gave the hands-on command, suddenly, Kogoro Mori stood up in the field of vision of several people, slammed the table hard, and let out a few excited and penetrating roars: "Win! "

"As expected of me, Kogoro Mori! Bet number three five times... Finally!!!"

This roar can be heard clearly by almost everyone within a hundred meters.

Angostella was also taken aback.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched: "What the hell? What is he listening to?"

Clarett was also a little stunned, but she frowned: "I don't know... Maybe it's just pretending?"

"... Forget it, let's do it quickly, let's do this guy first—"

' Whoosh! '
Angostella was halfway through speaking when suddenly a creeping sensation came from the back of her neck.

He had just had time to react, and took a slight step to the right, but he couldn't avoid it completely-a bullet almost brushed the side of his head, and even pierced the pinna on the upper edge of his left ear.

Regardless of the sharp pain coming from his ears, he growled under the astonished gazes of the three people beside him: "Anbu!"

"Chong--!"

Almost at the same time that Angostura spoke, Anderberg had already set up the sniper rifle at an outrageous speed, aimed at their rear, and pulled the trigger.

At this time, Clarett and the others fully realized, "What's going on?"

"...Obviously, we have attracted the sniper from the FBI." Angostella grinned grinningly, covering his bleeding ear, "Amb, don't tell me you missed it."

(End of this chapter)