Can you escape Conan's anesthesia injection today?

Chapter 219. Exciting Racing 219
Conan looked through the list and found a person. "If there is a reasonable possibility that someone could appear in the finals, then I think the most suspicious person is the cameraman Xishan Zhen."

Hattori Heiji complained rudely, "Then you should talk about this person first. The cameraman is the one who can best ensure that he is not photographed. There are always many places on his body to store things."

After hearing this, Toyama Kazuha patted her childhood friend and said, "Conan is still a child! We can't expect too much from him just because he is so capable. You are also a guy who only knows how to suppress others. I'm afraid you will grow up to be like that policeman today!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's you! What on earth do you think of me? I will never become that kind of bad guy. Reasoning requires respect for facts and truth the most." Although he didn't say it out loud, Hattori Heiji had already thought about how he would understand their child in the future. He also believed that with his excellent reasoning ability, he would never wrongly accuse their child.

Yuanshan Heye curled his lips, thinking that there are still many truths that you cannot see through, "Just like what you said just now, even if what you said is right, but is the attitude right?"

Hattori Heiji was speechless. How could he be considered bullying a child for complaining about a good teammate of the same age?

Logically, Conan should have come forward to explain for his brother, but he looked at Lan beside Kazuha. The detective was indeed a bit of a wimp when it came to such complex issues as attitudes towards people. After all, he was worried about getting into trouble, so he lowered his head and quietly played dumb.
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Staying in a hotel in the mountains at night, the large terrace for viewing the scenery allows you to quietly enjoy the moonlight and mountain breeze.

The Ferris wheel erected for tomorrow night's carnival is still in operation. Tomorrow a stage will be built there and fireworks will be set off. You only need to imagine how lively it will be.

But in the absence of security, no one knows whether this excitement will bring joy or farce.

Thinking of this, Yono Ju Rina felt that it would be tolerable if the murderer's target was just a bad guy. It would be better than someone trying to carry out a terrorist attack when a crowd gathered.

However, this event is not that popular, and the grandstand tickets have not been sold out yet. They were able to book accommodation in the mountains smoothly for this last-minute itinerary, so at least there wouldn't be any farce of not being able to buy tickets and forming a team to break through the checkpoint.

Viewed from this perspective, the fact that one can force one's way into an event because one cannot buy a ticket does in fact prove that superstars have their own irreplaceable commercial value.

Mocking the American security in her heart, Yonogi Rina saw an American walking out of the house next door through the fence that was just a simple shield. The FBI's casual attitude when running around is very American.

The American didn't know what he had done today. He was pouring himself a drink from a bottle. When he saw his neighbor looking at him, he showed the bottle in his hand and asked, "Want a drink?"

"No need." Yono Jurina felt that she had used her brain too much today, so she should not add more burden to her heavy brain. However, she came closer with some curiosity, "What are you drinking? Bourbon? Is that your code name?"

"Well, no."

"So what's your code name? Do you drink bourbon because this person is special?"

Akai Shuichi was helpless. "Although the organization uses wine as its code name, that adult may have given these wine code names some meaning, but for me, choosing what to drink and what not to drink is just a personal preference."

Yonoki Rina also realized that she had some stereotypes. The members who joined the organization were not called this name since childhood, and the undercover would not have a strong sense of identification with that identity. "I'm sorry, I have a stereotype."

"But Bourbon is indeed a guy who knows how to use his sweet scent to achieve his goals."

Yonogi Rina used her brain, which was almost motionless, to try to understand. "Honey trap?" "I didn't have much direct contact with him, but he has been active in the United States for a long time. He is a very dangerous intelligence expert."

Rina Yonogi felt a little strange. It was so rare for the person next door to voluntarily provide information. Could it be that he drank too much today and was so frank?

The dangerous man with green eyes couldn't see his neighbor's expression, but he could guess her confusion from her silence. He chuckled, "You must be wondering why I told you this! I think I saw him in the crowd today. Be careful during your investigation tomorrow."

"Now that we've come to this, at least tell me his appearance. Otherwise, how can we be careful?" Yonokurina discovered that this man's essence had not changed. He was just a saw-mouthed gourd.

"He often works with Vermouth. It's not worth telling you. It might be safer not to let him know that you know him. And maybe there are others."

"Then shouldn't we let Ai go out tomorrow? This incident won't have anything to do with the organization, right?"

"I don't know. I didn't notice anyone approaching or monitoring her on purpose, but it's better not to be in a place like the stands where she can be easily observed."

Hearing this, Yonogi Rina felt relieved. "It's not bad at this level. She didn't go to the stands today and kept avoiding the cameras. Later, she was like an invisible person. Sometimes I almost forgot there was someone there. She is still very careful."

"She is indeed very discreet, so she probably won't be noticed much, but if there is a case tomorrow, Conan will probably be very conspicuous."

Speaking of the case, Akai Shuichi couldn't help but ask, "So what did you find out today? Do you suspect someone will cause an accident during the competition?"

"It's still not clear right now, and these are all our speculations." Yonogi Rina concluded, "The criminal may have done something difficult to detect to the cars of the six seed teams. We have locked in a few suspects based on the timeline, but we can't find out whether they have any grudges with the team members. We can only talk about it tomorrow."

Rina Nogi stereotyped that Americans might be very knowledgeable about car repair, so she asked, "After hearing this, do you have any ideas about the possible methods of committing the crime? Are there any faults that increase in probability at night or on rainy days?"

Akai Shuichi couldn't think of it for a moment, and just shook his head, "For a sniper, rainy days and darkness will only make it difficult for the gun to hit the right spot."

Yonogi Rina didn't expect the topic to go so far. "We are talking about a racing car that can go 200 to 300 kilometers per hour. Can this be sniped?"

"I looked it up today. The maximum lap speeds of the cars are similar. When there are no other cars interfering, the movement trajectory of the cars on each road section is repeated thousands of times by muscle memory. As long as the movement trajectory is repeated, then you can study it again and hit the target no matter how fast it is."

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I looked at the calendar and realized today was a good day, so I tried to do a double update.

When I designed this case, there was no America's Cup yet, but now I feel like I can also complain about the America's Cup. It seems that there is no security in this world that can make people feel at ease, and seeing overly dense crowds feels like a horror story.

I hope that there will be no more outrageous stories like this at the World Cup in the US, Canada and Mexico two years from now, and I also wish that the athletes participating in Paris will complete the race safely and healthily.