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

Chapter 81 New York Incident (Wuhuo Quick Cooking Chapter) (Monthly ticket plus -1)

"Sha... Sharon?!"

Kudo Yukiko looked at this familiar face and said in surprise, "How did you disguise yourself as a police officer Radish?"

Belmode looked at the direction where the young policeman was leaving, and smiled, "That policeman is a fan of mine. I heard that there was a car coming here when we were chatting. I thought it might be you..."

As she spoke, she took off her coat, "This coat cost me a lot..."

Kudo Shin was stunned when he saw it, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, mom, how did you know this big star?"

Once Oscar winner, Sharon Wynyard's reputation is not small.

"This~"

Kudo Yukiko frowned, and quietly told her son about her experience of learning disguise.

At this time, Mao Lilan in the back seat reacted belatedly. The person in front of him was a big star, and he leaned his body in front of the seat excitedly: "But I really thank God! I can see a big star like you on the street." star……"

God……

Hearing this remark, Belmode frowned slightly.

There is no God in this world...

If so, where would the previous shit happen?
Belmode looked at Xiaolan and remained silent.

In normal times, anyone who said that God is good and wonderful in front of her, or fooled her into believing in God, in God, and in God, would have been shot down by her long ago.

But... now it is a disguise after all, and the person was brought by a friend.

——she endured it.

……

After Yukiko Kudo entered the theater with her two children, a brown car arrived late about 20 minutes later.

"Mr. Dongman, here we are... Oh! Isn't this the sports car?"

The driver saw Kudo Yukiko's sports car parked on the side of the road at once.

In the back seat, Tokyo Tianma's eyes brightened instantly after seeing the silver sports car.

The goal is here!He didn't lose track!
The bonus at the end of the year is stable!
"Okay, just wait for me outside, don't run around."

Tokyo Tianma gave a quick reminder, took his small bag of luggage and headed to the Golden Apple Theater... the side road.

Just kidding, there is a ticket check at the door.

Serious people who go the right way?
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Old neighborhood, move inside abandoned buildings.

In the beer room, a blond man in a black windbreaker laid out the body of a silver man, and put a black pistol in the man's not completely stiff hand.

On the temple of the corpse, there was an obvious bullet hole.

Blood flowed down his forehead, not yet completely solidified.

But the blond man was very careful, he didn't touch any bloodstains... He wore gloves on his hands, and after arranging the corpse, he checked carefully to make sure that there was no hair of his own left.

"It's alright..."

Blonde and brunette... bourbon, of course.

Bourbon looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

The corpse looked like suicide, and he cleaned up all the external traces. He was also very particular about the clothes of the corpse and the position where it fell down. Even if a powerful detective came, he would not be able to detect any suspicious points.

After all this was done, Bourbon left the abandoned building and walked down the street, making a series of calls from the phone booth.

The phone rang twice and was hung up.

But Bourbon didn't respond in particular. After putting down the microphone, he picked it up again and dialed.

'The next step is to lure the fish...'
Bourbon flashed a grim smile.

After the prompt sounded in front of the phone, he immediately took out the mini recorder in his arms and got it ready.

At the moment the call was connected, he also quickly pressed the play button:

'Save, save me!In Lao Cai!The murderer appeared, he was chasing me...'
An anxious young woman's cry came from the tape recorder.

After playing this recording, Bourbon didn't even listen to the anxious inquiry on the phone, and left the phone booth straight away, with the microphone hanging there.

"As expected of an actor..."

Bourbon smacked his lips.

He listened to the recording and thought that someone was really chasing him...

After taking a guitar bag at the door of a shop, Bourbon left the old street unhurriedly.

……

Golden Apple Theater.

Belmode pressed the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, and looked at the actresses who were terrified because of the armor falling off, his heart was full of disdain.

The woman who was almost hit was yelling who was going to kill her, and she thanked God for a while... Turning a blind eye to Mao Lilan who saved her.

Belmode looked at the actress named Rose and squinted his eyes: "I said, what you want to thank is not God or God, but this girl, right?"

"Oh! Yes, that's right!"

The actress named Rose looked at Xiaolan gratefully, "Thank you so much, little sister!"

Mao Lilan smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's not a big deal..."

Belmod: "..."

Why is this silly girl being so modest?Can't you see that this woman is acting with you?
Mao Lilan shook her hand, only to realize that there was a bloodstain on the back of her hand when she was saving someone just now...

Seeing her injured, Kudo Shinichi hurriedly looked for a Band-Aid in his pocket.

Belmod: "..."

Forget it, good people will do it to the end and send Buddha to the West.

"Come on, wipe it off." Belmode handed Xiaolan a handkerchief, "I said there is no God, right? If there were, you wouldn't be hurt..."

Then she looked at You Xizi again, "Then I'll go first..."

"Eh?" Kudo Yukiko was taken aback, "Aren't you going to stay and watch their performance?"

"Ah... I suddenly remembered something."

Belmode smiled, "Well, you can enjoy it... I guess there will be a good show."

She could clearly see the murderous intent in that woman's eyes~

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Old Street.

Unpretentious vehicles stop at every intersection.

West Street.

A man with a knitted hat, long black hair, and a black windbreaker got out of a car.

Judging by his appearance, he should be of Asian descent.

The yellow-green eyes are a little cold and sharp...

He, Akai Shuuichi, a man in the black-clothed organization would grit his teeth at the sight, and a man whom countless members yearn for.

"Mr. Akai, the report we received was in this area, but the woman only said that she was in the old street, but didn't say where it was..." Another man got out of the car, but he seemed to be of European and American race.

Akai Hideo looked at the dim old streets and lanes, narrowed his eyes, "It's okay, I'll rule them out one by one."

The coldness on his body made the companions behind him a little uncomfortable.

Probably the sequelae of staying in a certain organization...

"...Is it too dangerous for you alone?"

"It's him who is in danger, that highway killer." Akai Hideo revealed imperceptible excitement in his eyes.

Of course he wants to act alone...

The reason why he took the initiative to ask to intervene in this matter is because he smelled...the breath of those people!
Behind this road murderer, there must be those guys' handwriting-Shuichi Akai firmly believed in this.

　Provincial Assistant: Belmode VS Akai Shuichi ahead
　　
　
(End of this chapter)