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Chapter 222 A very artistic way to die

Finished!

Being named by Officer Megure's brother, Shirakawa really had the urge to cry.

To be fair, he shouldn't appear at crime scenes very often, right?Moreover, the total number of cases that Mr. Ling Ling has solved can be counted on one hand. Why is it still caught in the eye of Mu Mu?Could it be because he got too close to the Maori Plague God?

Now that's it, the duel between Detective Caballo and Prisoner Pisco

Uh. It can barely be considered a civil war in the winery?
"Officer Megure, the murderer of Representative Tunkou is probably among our group. In other words, I am also suspected of being the murderer. It seems that you are biased in doing so."

Not wanting to wade into troubled waters, and not wanting to be suspected by the organization, Bai Chuan began to find ways to evade.

"That's true." Memu touched his chin in embarrassment. What Baichuan said was not impossible, but except for him, no one at the scene seemed to be a detective!

"Brother Baichuan is not a murderer, he has been standing with me just now!"

Just when Bai Chuan thought everything was fine, Conan rushed out from nowhere, stopped in front of Bai Chuan, spoke in a pretentious child's tone, and stuffed a small, cold and hard object into his mouth. In Bai Chuan's hands.

This guy wants to trick me!

Touching the small ring-shaped object in his hand, Bai Chuan immediately realized that this should be the chandelier chain that Pisco shot and broke. The fluorescent coating on it must not have been completely removed.

Holding the broken chain coated with fluorescent agent, Shirakawa couldn't help but reason.

Without the help of his identity as a detective, it would be difficult to explain what he had in his hands.He didn't want to be treated as a suspect.

However, just a broken chain is not enough, what about the purple handkerchief?

Just when Bai Chuan turned his head to look for it, someone secretly rubbed and stuffed something into the pocket of his pants. When he unfolded it, he saw a purple handkerchief with a burnt hole and the smell of gunpowder smoke.

This guy Conan has really prepared everything!
"All I can say is that, unless something unexpected happens, this is a murder case."

Staring at a great detective who shoved all the evidence into his hands, Bai Chuan explained helplessly, "You can take a look at this broken chain first. It is part of the chandelier, and it is coated with a very obvious green fluorescent agent. "

Officer Megure took the broken chain from Shirakawa and quickly understood the function of this thing. "Did the murderer rely on this to locate himself in the darkness?"

"Yes." Shirakawa handed over the purple handkerchief again, "The murderer covered the silencer-equipped pistol with the handkerchief in the dark, then aimed at the fluorescent coating and fired, causing the chandelier to fall, thus completing the murder of Councilor Tonkotsu. .

If nothing unexpected happens, now we only need to leave behind all the people who are holding purple handkerchiefs and those who accidentally lost their handkerchiefs. "

Officer Megure's eyes lit up at Shirakawa's suggestion.

Keeping some of it and letting some of it go is definitely the most suitable approach for the current situation.After all, there are seven colors of handkerchiefs in total, and only one-seventh of the people are left. I believe that the other six-sevenths of the people will be happy to cooperate in order to leave.

"Shiratori, go to the reception desk immediately to get the guest list and confirm all the people who have received the purple commemorative handkerchiefs and all the guests who have lost the handkerchiefs. After confirmation, others can leave."

These words immediately divided the original united front, and the vast majority of people who did not get the purple handkerchief immediately welcomed it. The identity of Shiratori Police Officer Shijiazi also made the investigation process extremely smooth.

The only two people who were dissatisfied were Pisco and Belmod. As early as when he heard Bai Chuan talk about fluorescent agents, Pisco had a vague premonition in his heart.

And now, this hunch has apparently come true.

He must have thought that Belmode was simply tired.

It was clear that he had been informed before that there were police at the scene and the assassination had been exposed, but a certain elder insisted on going his own way and continued with the plan.

Just keep going, why do you have to do sex work when you can obviously drug it secretly?
Okay, now, in just a few words, that bad boy Kudo Shinichi discovered the clues. If the leader of the organization was really arrested for an ordinary murder case, it would be great fun.

Moreover, why did his godson get so close to Bai Chuan?Has his identity been exposed or been secretly monitored?

Looking at the two of them, one is handing out evidence and the other is reasoning with each other skillfully. It’s obviously not the first time!
When Officer Shiratori was investigating the purple handkerchief, Shirakawa finally took the time to corner Conan, "Are you crazy? That guy called Swallowing is dead. Why are you here to join in the fun? Are you not afraid of Pisco who stayed at the scene? "

"It's because I don't know Pisco's identity yet that I have to stay."

Faced with Baichuan's question, Conan replied calmly, "Judging from the situation at the scene, Pisco has no chance to use that drug. Naturally, we have to find a way to get the drug."

Sure enough, the antidote is the greatest in the world. As soon as it is mentioned to restore the body, someone will immediately be unable to walk.

"Where's Haiyuan?" Bai Chuan looked around, but didn't see a certain lolita, and immediately understood that the original plot had still happened.

"He's gone. He's probably been caught by Pisco, so we have to figure out that guy's identity." Conan still has some conscience, at least he doesn't intend to do anything reckless.

At this point, Bai Chuan didn't bother to stop it.

It doesn't matter if Conan and Gin collide head-on. I'll work harder when the time comes. It's best to leave an indelible psychological shadow on someone, so that the great detective won't be as jumpy as he is now.

"There are seven of you who have received purple handkerchiefs and are present at the venue, and three of you have lost your handkerchiefs. There are ten people in total. Now please move aside, and we will inquire individually."

After some review, Masuyama Kenzo was undoubtedly included in the list of suspects, but he had a intact purple handkerchief in his hand.

Not only him, but the purple handkerchiefs in the hands of the remaining six people were also there, which meant that all seven of the suspects had passed the first level.

Among the three people who lost their handkerchiefs, Belmode bore the brunt because the color of the handkerchief she lost happened to be purple.

However, since she had just entered Japan and said that she did not understand Japanese at all, and she was always accompanied by a translator and assistant, the suspicion was quickly cleared.

Moreover, when Bellmode entered the venue, she did not take the handkerchief handed over by the receptionist. She took one directly from the front desk, so after further thinking at the front desk, she, the accomplice, became the first among the ten people. The existence of escape.

Before leaving, Belmod turned his head and glanced at Bai Chuan, seeming to tell him to stop and not really send the person away.

Bai Chuan secretly made an OK gesture.

It is not easy to prove that Kenzo Masama committed murder.

Sister Bei's role as a gold medal assistant is not just as simple as passing a handkerchief. She also helps Pisco temporarily keep the pistol and the smoke-reactive gloves.

Now even if Kenzo Masuyama is searched and a smoke test is conducted, it is unlikely that anything will be found.

If someone hadn't happened to film the scene where he was shooting at the chandelier, this case would have only identified seven people with purple handkerchiefs at most, and there would be no further gains.

Here, Shirakawa is "doing his best" to assist Officer Megure in solving the case, but over there, Conan's thoughts are gradually going astray.

No, it's not quite right to say that he went astray. It should be said that he focused on Haiyuan.The little Loli, who has woken up from a coma, is now clearly explaining her last words through Conan's glasses.

Well, actually there is nothing to explain. She was knocked unconscious from behind and did not see Pisco's appearance.

Although there is a laptop in the wine cellar, the data transmission speed is not fast. In extreme cases, only a small part of the data can be taken away. If she wants to use this small part of the data to restore the entire manufacturing of the drug, even if she does it herself Can't do it either.

Not to mention Kudo Shinichi, who has little research on drugs.

Conan naturally cannot accept this situation. Ashfield is the most convenient and effective way for him to obtain the antidote, but it can't just disappear!

Therefore, a certain great detective who had always been wary of Haiyuan took a rare moment of generosity and revealed the news that Bai Qianpei could transform when he caught a cold.

Haiyuan's luck was obviously good. Not only did he find the wine, but he also successfully transformed into a large size in one go.

Unfortunately, the transformation still took too long. An unnamed killer who checked the third and third floors of his car over and over again slowly appeared with his younger brother.

Gin, who was unable to contact Pisco and Belmod, followed the computer signal from Ashfield to transmit the organization's information, and found another brown hair between the bricks of the fireplace with his sharp eagle eyes.

With his powers of observation, it would be a pity not to become a bastard.

Conan, who noticed Gin's appearance, immediately guessed that Haibara would be in danger. Between arresting members of the organization and protecting important researchers, Conan, who was more concerned about whether he could change back, chose the latter without hesitation.

And Conan's departure also directly took away half of his godmother's heart.

Faced with Conan leaving the scene and Sister Bei being absent-minded, Bai Chuan also decisively chose to withdraw. On the pretext of returning to the scene to look for clues, he directly approached an unknown reporter who happened to film the Pisco shooting scene. Got the photo from him.

[Caballo: There is no chance for Pisco. Give up. A reporter took pictures of his murder and it will be reported in the newspaper tomorrow. 】

Sending this message to Gin and Belmode respectively, he received a response quickly.

[Belmode: OK, I can evacuate at any time. 】

[Gin: Control him and wait for my news. 】

At this time, Haiyuan, who had taken the tuba, had already started climbing in the chimney. Gin, who had been waiting for the cold wind on the rooftop earlier, looked extremely disgusted.

This Pisco really lives up to the saying that when success is insufficient, failure is more than sufficient!

His good mood about catching the traitor was mostly ruined by this.

Gin, who was in a very unhappy mood, still sent the news to Rum. If an ordinary member of the organization made such a big mistake, he would definitely shoot him without saying anything.

But Pisco was the one who served that adult after all.

As the saying goes, beat the dog to see its master.Whether Pisco can be killed or not depends on what Mr. Karasuma wants.

[Rum: Try to protect it, I will contact the media and try to suppress it]

Only half of Rum's short message was sent, and the remaining half seemed to have been swallowed by some monster and never appeared for a long time.

Just when Gin was getting a little impatient and was about to ask more questions, Rum's previous text message was automatically deleted and a new text message was sent.

[Rum: Get rid of people as quickly as possible, this is what the adult meant! 】

Looking at Rum's text message reply, Gin showed a cruel smile. It was great to be able to kill a loser!
And when he heard the faint rustling sound coming from the chimney, his happiness reached its peak.

In the white snow, Gin calmly raised his pistol and aimed at the exit of the chimney.

"Buzz-hum"

However, the constant vibrating of his cell phone interrupted his movements.

Gin frowned and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The name of the incoming call was not displayed, but he recognized it as Shirakawa's phone number at a glance.

"What's the matter?" Gin suppressed the anger in his heart.

He finally found the trace of Shirley, but he was interrupted before he could enjoy the fruits of victory. This discomfort felt like it just came. When you were about to post a message with your girlfriend, your colleague suddenly called you and asked you to work overtime.

He really has the desire to kill.

"Pisco suspected of imprisoning someone in the wine cellar, but now the person has disappeared."

Baichuan didn't waste any time and hurriedly explained his intention.

"Are you already at the wine cellar?" Gin was angry, but it was a good thing that someone could help him block Shirley's retreat.

Now, a certain young lady with brown hair is like a mouse stuck in a chimney, neither up nor down, and can only wait for death in despair.

Looking at it this way, it seems pretty good!
"It's not a bad way to die like a rat in the gutter."

"What did you say?" Baichuan heard Gin's low murmur and asked pretending to be confused, "Who wants to die like a mouse?"

"Keep an eye on the fireplace, there may be a surprise later." Gin was too lazy to continue standing in the snow in a daze. He took a few steps forward and pointed his pistol directly into the chimney.

He shot directly from above. Shirley, who was barely holding on to the inner wall of the chimney with her hands and feet, was bound to be hit by the bullet, causing her to slide down uncontrollably.

He spoke loudly just now, and Shirley, who was hiding in the chimney, must have known that someone was waiting below.

In order to survive, someone can only hold on to the bullet in the chimney, and finally fall to the ground full of unwillingness.

That scene is very artistic when you think about it!
call out--

An almost imperceptible sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind. Gin's sense of crisis was awakened, and his whole body suddenly turned sideways.

He was originally expected to be shot in the back of his neck, but an anesthesia needle was nailed to his left shoulder.

"Bang!" Gin immediately shot in the direction of the rooftop door and fired back. Vodka, who was a little slow to react, saw that his boss suddenly launched an attack and immediately followed up, blasting bullets towards the iron door for free.

Are you sure this firepower belongs to an underground organization, not a terrorist?
Looking at the holes one after another on the iron gate, Conan's face turned pale and he tried to shrink himself into a ball, hoping that his injection could help Haiyuan get out of trouble. No matter how many actions he took, he would be more than capable!

(End of this chapter)