Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

Chapter 236 We will not act in this play

"why are you laughing!"

The gun pressed against Suzuki Jiroyoshi's chest by the cat's head became more forceful. He frowned, and slowly put his hand on the trigger, making a fake motion of wanting to shoot.

"It's nothing." Wiping away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, Suzuki Jirokichi waved at Police Officer Nakamori, signaling him to communicate with Maotou, and stepped aside.

"What exactly do you want?"

Holding the mobile phone of unknown person, Police Officer Nakamori pulled away Suzuki Jirokichi who was in front of the gun, watching Maotou take out an ampoule bottle filled with green liquid and with the red Siamese cat logo from his pocket.

"The airship will continue to fly to Osaka, but remember to make it clear to the police that we are full of bombs here, so they should not act rashly."

He shook the ampoule, let go of his hand suddenly, and grabbed the bottle just as the ampoule was about to fall to the ground and shatter.

"And this killer bacteria, if you can't think about it, it's not just in the smoking room."

Looking at the nervous crowd, Maotou smiled at Officer Zhongmori, then left the two people behind and walked out.

Under the vigilant eyes of the two gangsters, Officer Nakamori looked at the same mobile phone in his hand as his daughter complicatedly, glanced at the crowd behind him, and started to unlock it without asking for the password.

Sure enough, it's the same as Aoko's password...

Looking at the number on his mobile phone in the address book, Officer Zhongmori smiled lightly, but remembering the current situation, he entered the number of his superior Chaki Police.

"Hey, Police Chaki, this is Nakamori..."

.........

Stopped the car in front of the organization's No. [-] base, unfastened the seat belt and opened the car door. Belmode looked at Bourbon who was covering his mouth with disgust.

"You are too useless, I just took a shortcut."

You can finish the half-hour journey in 10 minutes, flying up and down in various ways. This is considered a shortcut...

Toru Amuro took a breath, took out a bottle of water from the car and drank two sips, then she gradually felt better.

"Thanks to you, I learned a lot of driving skills." Toru Amuro gritted his teeth and held the front of the car with his hand: "For example, running on the train track, and how to turn the car sideways."

"Really, it seems that I am still a good teacher..."

After stroking her hair, Miss Chris thought of her children who were still suffering on the airship of the Suzuki Consortium, and threw the car keys to Amuroto, and walked quickly inside.

Looking at the car keys at his feet, Toru Amuro picked them up and put them in his pocket with a sigh.Although he felt sorry for his car that was about to fall apart, he also chased after Kudo Yuji who was also worried.

"What is the big baby you told Gin before?"

Watching Belmod aim a camera with his eyes, Toru Amuro looked around and found that the equipment of this base was much better than that of the police.

The mechanical door in front of him slowly opened, followed by Belmode, Toru Amuro opened his mouth wide and looked at the huge warehouse in disbelief.

"Those three are AH-64 Apache gunships?!"

Bourbon turned his head and looked to the other side. Five neatly arranged OH-1 armed reconnaissance helicopters and eight Type 96 armored vehicles were also showing him the hidden power of the organization.

"This is our purpose."

Walking to the end of the warehouse, Miss Chris patted the giant thing covered with a tarpaulin, and pressed a few buttons on the wall.

"This is a Black Hawk helicopter."

"Yes, gin cost a lot of money." Belmode shouted coldly while crossing his chest and looking towards the back of the warehouse.

"come here quickly!"

Looking in the direction she spoke, Toru Amuro spotted Calvados.

Miss Chris directed Bourbon and Calvados to throw the tarpaulin aside, then pressed twice on the control panel on the warehouse, and returned to the helicopter. The three of them and the ground under the Black Hawk helicopter slowly rose. Even the ceiling above the head is separated to the two sides.

.........

"Ah, Mr. Mizukawa, your hand is swollen too!"

Seeing Mizukawa scratching her palms, the female intern deliberately yelled loudly, attracting the two gunmen in the lounge.

One of them hung the gun behind his back, and after confirming that Shuichuan's hand was really swollen, he knocked him unconscious. Then he threw the man into the corner and looked at his companion.

"Head, here is a person who seems to be infected with "killer bacteria", what should we do?"

Sitting in the cockpit, the cat looked at the clouds under the airship and pressed a button on the earphone.

"Then throw him into the smoking room."

Walking out of the cockpit, Maotou asked a subordinate to go in and look at the driver, leaning against the wall and thinking.

"But if we go, there will be no one in the lounge!"

In this operation, there were no more than seven people including Maotou, one in the driver's cab, two in the exhibition hall, and one in the corridor.

"It doesn't matter, they don't dare to do anything anyway, we planted a bomb." Maotou hesitated: "Cat e in the corridor, you should pay attention to the lounge."

"clear."

Anyway, there are still our people in the lounge, so it's probably okay. The most urgent thing is to find that guy.

When the gunman in the lounge carried Mizukawa out, there was finally no one else in the room. Sitting on a chair, Officer Nakamori looked at everyone.

"Mr. Suzuki, why did you do that just now? What if the gangsters of the red Siamese cat were angered and they impulsively blew up the airship."

Glancing at Officer Nakamori, Suzuki Jirokichi walked to the window and looked at the clouds below the airship, hands behind his back.

"They won't do that. It's not worthwhile to risk their lives for money."

"Why are you so sure that they are doing it for money? Didn't that man just say that he has a deep hatred with your Suzuki consortium." Officer Zhong Mori clenched his fists.

"Officer Nakamori, this is not something you, the Metropolitan Police Department's Intelligent Criminal Investigation Department, should know."

Suzuki Jirokichi folded his chest and stared at the people over there seriously.

"Compared to this, I think we should rule it out. The gangsters lurking here should be inside."

"Internal response?" Officer Zhong Mori suddenly realized: "No wonder they can keep up with the airship. It turns out that there is an internal response."

"Indeed." Yuji coughed twice, pulled all the girls behind him, and together with Kaito and Xiaolan, separated the two people from the Japanese TV station over there.

"What...what are you doing!" The female intern stood up holding on to the wall and looked at the people in front of her: "Don't you think we are their agents?"

"Really, it's hard to say." Yuji pointed to the hand of the female intern: "Then can you explain, the calluses on the hands of the two of you, the traces obviously caused by holding a gun, are not cleaned up. one time."

The complexion suddenly became much uglier, and the man and woman looked at the mustache ferociously.

"Since you all know, we won't act in this play."

They took pistols from their pockets, walked slowly to the left of the room, and pointed their guns at the person opposite.

"We are the internal response of the red Siamese cat, codenamed cat h and cat l!"

(End of this chapter)