capitalist in famous detective

Chapter 223 Qin Jiang sleeping picture

Are these two people weapons dealers?
Conan felt bitter in his heart.

Obviously there were only two people on the other side, and one of them was given an anesthetic needle that could anesthetize an elephant. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such strong firepower.

But the reality clearly exceeded his expectations.

The two people directly launched a firepower network comparable to that of a company. He was suppressed outside the iron gate and could not move forward.Not to mention capturing the anesthetized enemies as originally planned, whether they could successfully evacuate now became a problem.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have.
As soon as a trace of regret arose in his heart, Conan wiped it out forcefully.

No matter what happened, it was impossible for him not to come. Pisco was only related to whether he could further understand the organization, and Gray Principle was related to whether he could return to his original state. No matter how you looked at it, the latter was more important.

Now, Haibara has not left the chimney, and Gin has received an anesthetic injection. Even if he forcibly awakens his consciousness by shooting himself, it is still impossible to escape from the coma.

Therefore, he will definitely resolve the battle as soon as possible and go to a safe place to avoid the period of weakness.

If you want to achieve your goal of saving people, you must find a way to take advantage of this.

So far, it's just a gamble.

Conan picked up the voice changer again, huddled behind the door and shouted loudly, "Ms. Miyano Shiho, please hold on, I'm going to ask for reinforcements now!"

He didn't hide the sound of his footsteps. After shouting, he buried his head and ran downstairs.

Compared with Gin, Conan's only advantage is time.

Gin himself has the anesthesia needle as a reminder of his life, and he must always be wary of being blocked on the rooftop and turning into a turtle in a jar. Therefore, Conan is sure that after he leaves, the two men in black will not stay on the rooftop for too long.

As long as Haiyuan can deal with another enemy blocking him in the wine cellar, he can rush over and save the person.

His rescue plan must meet two points. First, Gin and Jiu were really afraid of being blocked on the rooftop, so they chose to evacuate as quickly as possible. Second, Haiyuan could deal with the people blocking them below for at least two or three minutes.

Both must be satisfied to have any chance of success.

But he himself knew very well that situations where both conditions were met could only be considered a small probability event.In other words, whether Huiyuan can be saved depends on whether God will give him face.

"let's go!"

There was no movement behind the door. After Gin fired two more tentative shots, he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped holding on.

The amount of medicine contained in that ordinary anesthetic needle was at least 10 times that of ordinary anesthetics. If he hadn't made a decisive decision and shot himself in the left shoulder, he would have been shot.

Of course, his current condition wasn't that good either. Fatigue and sleepiness covered his whole body. For the first time in decades, he felt the weakness of his feet.

"Boss." Vodka stepped forward anxiously, but without Gin's order, he could only keep spinning in circles no matter how anxious he was, not daring to make any movements for support for fear of triggering the boss's counterattack mechanism.

"Grenade." Gin took a sharp breath, letting the cold air fill his lungs, and then pointed at the chimney.

Vodka was stunned for two seconds, a little surprised by his boss's sudden decision.

"hurry up."

Facing Gin's urging, Vodka hurriedly took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled out the fuse and threw it down the chimney.

boom--

There was an explosion and billowing black smoke drifted down the chimney.

"Continue." One grenade obviously couldn't satisfy the bomber. Under his orders, Vodka dropped two more grenades one after another, causing the whole building to scream before giving up.

"Send a message to Caballo and ask him to deal with Pisco as quickly as possible."

Continuous grenades were thrown down, and even if Shirley reacted quickly enough to avoid the fatal damage of the explosion, the grenades had already ignited the firewood in the fireplace, and maybe a lot of wine.

In this case, to stay in the chimney is to truly have no way to heaven and no way to earth.Although there is no [-]% guarantee, there is a high probability that Shirley will survive.

It's a pity not to see the traitor die with his own eyes, but as long as the goal can be achieved, the means are not important.

"Boss, it seems that Caballo is still in the wine cellar." Vodka hugged the phone and finally said what he had not said just now.

There was no notice in advance, and a few grenades were dropped without any warning. Even if it was Caballo who had repeatedly defeated Akai Shuichi, Vodka could not guarantee that he would survive.

The expression on Gin's face stiffened for a moment, and then he straightened up again, "Do as I say."

Vodka didn't dare to say anything and quickly sent a text message to Bai Chuan.

[Vodka: Boss Gin asked me to tell you to temporarily stop all tasks at hand and deal with Pisco as quickly as possible. 】

After a while, just when Lao Fu thought Bai Chuan had died from a grenade dropped from the sky, his phone finally vibrated.

[Caballo: Did you throw those things just now?He almost died!There's no need to deal with Pisco. That guy didn't run out, and he was probably killed by you. 】

Knowing that Bai Chuan was fine, Vodka felt relieved and showed the text messages on his phone to Gin.

Gin nodded and touched his left arm with the gun again. The strong pain supported him and he strode towards the parking lot.

The guy who rescued Shirley would never let it go!

On the other side, Conan, who arrived at the wine cellar at the 3-minute time limit, only saw blazing flames. Looking at the scene, he almost understood that Gin threw grenades, incendiary bombs and other weapons into the chimney before leaving. The accomplices who were guarding the wine cellar were sent to the West together.

"So cruel." Conan gritted his teeth, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and his chest felt cold.

This time he really saw the ruthlessness and madness of Gin. Not only did he almost die on the spot, he also lost Haiyuan's life. It was truly a day of complete failure!
If he had known better, he shouldn't have pried open Gin's car door and put the bug in rashly.

"What else is our great detective worrying about?"

Just when Conan regretted his impulsive act, Haiyuan's weak voice came from behind.

"Are you okay?" Conan turned his head in surprise and excitement. Haiyuan, who was wrapped in a large uniform, had now become a black charcoal man, with only his eyes and teeth still slightly shiny. "Do you really hope that something will happen to me?" Haiyuan glanced sideways at the culprit who caused him to become like this, opened his mouth, and finally said no more heart-wrenching words.
"Brother Shirakawa chased Matoyama Kenzo to the wine cellar and rescued me before the explosion."

Haiyuan, who had been hiding in the chimney, didn't know much about what happened in the wine cellar. He could only judge from the sound that there were two opening and closing sounds. Shortly after opening and closing the door for the second time, he saw Shirakawa's figure.

She also deduced everything that happened in the wine cellar based on this, without considering that Bai Chuan was actually the one who came in when the door opened and closed for the first time.

"Is Kenzo Matoyama Pisco?" Conan returned to his senses and quickly recalled the positions of several guests holding purple handkerchiefs before Councilor Tunkou was killed, and immediately determined Pisco's identity.

Haibara nodded, "Yes, it's probably him. A reporter at the scene captured Kenzo Masayama shooting at the chandelier. This is irrefutable evidence."

"To think such a thing would be left behind"

Conan was a little speechless, why is this another case that does not require detective reasoning!He was still thinking about where the flaw in Kenzo Mayama was, but the evidence was blurred on his face?

"What about Brother Baichuan? Isn't the case over?"

Looking around, there was no sign of Shirakawa. Conan's heart, which had just been relieved, started to rise again. Could it be that the guy was seriously injured trying to save Haibara and was taken to the hospital?
"I was called away by Officer Megure." Haibara was too lazy to continue chatting with Conan. By chance, Dr. Agasa also rushed over with a brand new set of clothes.

A certain lolita who was in a bad mood simply dropped the detective and walked towards the garage.

"I always feel that there are other secrets in this matter." Conan followed quickly, but he was still mumbling something.

He always felt that the case of Pisco's murder of Councilor Tunkou was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Maybe Pisco was not the only one at the scene at that time.

How else to explain the extra purple handkerchief in his hand?
Another point, how did Brother Shirakawa realize that there was something wrong with Kenzo Masayama?

It's not that he looks down on Bai Chuan, it's just that based on past experience, someone's reasoning ability can be described as not worth mentioning compared to his business ability.

Even though he had no clue about this case at the moment, Shirakawa was able to find the suspect quickly. Conan couldn't believe it if it was purely reasoning ability.

"Brother Shirakawa and I should have almost the same information, and I even provided some of the information. The only thing he might know more than me is probably Masato Kenzo's personality and personality.

Is this the basis for identifying the murderer?Is it possible that Brother Shirakawa has actually known Kenzo Matoyama for a long time? "

At this time, Bai Chuan had no idea that he had fallen into Detective Ke's little book of suspicion. He was currently sitting in Gin's Porsche attending a temporary meeting of four people.

"Are you sure Pisco is dead?"

Belmod lit a lady's cigarette and looked out the window, "It is said that the order was given by the Lord himself?"

"Yeah." Gin let out a soft snort through his nose, which seemed to be an answer, or it might just be a natural reaction when bandaging.

"That old guy always likes to rely on his status to sell his old stuff, but now he can't sell it anymore." Vodka, who was driving, said with some gloating.

Mr. Karasuma has always been Pisco's biggest supporter.

He had done a lot of things in the organization by relying on the merits of the man he once served. Not only did he escape the punishment of several mission failures, but he also used the name of the mission to seek personal gain for himself many times.

An honest man like Vodka has long been unhappy with him, and this time he finally got angry.

"He is really useless. Fortunately, I took the risk and gave him a handkerchief." Belmode answered perfunctorily.

Among the four people present, no one could understand her sorrow and worry. As a confidant of that adult, she was almost certain that Pisco was her future.

As long as it affects that adult's longevity plan, no matter what he has done before or how great his achievements are, he cannot escape the path of death in the end.

Therefore, Shirley, who can still research drugs, must be removed from this world!

Although Gin threw several grenades into the chimney, and Shirakawa didn't see anyone leaving alive from below, she just had an intuition that Shirley was not dead yet!

"By the way, do you know who the person who suddenly appeared and tried to stun you to do something inappropriate was?"

Baichuan was not very interested in Pisco. Instead of talking about a dead person, it was better to flirt with him while the gin was still taking effect.

"Do you want to die?" Gin, who was in a semi-conscious state, seemed so weak even if he threatened, and even sounded a little cute.

"I care about you." With a malicious smile on his face, Bai Chuan secretly raised his phone.

"I feel that that person is very important." Belmode, who was also sitting in the back row, naturally watched Baichuan's every move. Instead of refusing, she opened her mouth to cover up.

"The police received news that someone was going to take action against Councilor Tunkou before Pisco took action. Combined with the Yuan Jiaming incident a few days ago, we have reason to suspect that there is still a copy of the information stolen by that guy.

And the relationship between this person or organization and the police should be good. "

These words made Gin, whose nerves were less tense due to the anesthesia, not notice Baichuan's movements at all. He pinched his brows irritably and said, "Just tell me your speculation."

"The scope of this point is relatively large, but the unit where Yuan Jiaming worked before, and the colleagues he had contact with before are still the most likely."

Belmode gave it a try at first, and waited until Shirakawa finished taking the photo of Qin-chan sleeping, and then revealed the two people's speculations.

"The Tokiwa Group's backers have nothing to do with the police system, and none of Hara Jiaming's colleagues have such a background."

Gin shook his head, denying Sister Bei's guess, but his cautious character still made him ready to take the time to explode.

"But I can't just let it go. I will look for opportunities to clean up the Tokiwa Group."

It doesn't matter whether you gain something or not, the most important thing is that you enjoy yourself.

"By the way, where are we going now? I have to go back to the police station to deal with the police later!" Shirakawa couldn't help but ask as he watched the Porsche 356A gradually leaving Cupido Town.

"Go to Pisco's house to do the follow-up finishing work." Vodka replied, "Rum has placed some evidence in Kenzo Masayama's company that he bribed Senator Tunkou, trying to turn the grudges between the two into It becomes a dog-eat-dog drama.

However, there are too many materials and information in Kenzo Masama's villa, and it would be better to light them on fire than to deal with them in a hurry. "

"Understood." Baichuan nodded and further suggested, "Would it be a bit too deliberate to only burn down one of the villas? If time permits, I think it would be best to burn down the house of Councilor Tunkou as well. It’s good.”

(End of this chapter)