Great Swordsman Ke Xue.

Chapter 68 I didn’t kill him~
  Not long after, a quarter of the way around, Koji Shimizu suddenly stopped.

Sato Miwako frowned and looked around, but there was no one near them, and there was no hiding place.

"Can your police kill the gangster directly?"

? ? ? Sato Miwako immediately had a question mark.

"What do you want to do?"

"Officer Sato, how are your marksmanship?"

"伱?!" Sato Miwako stared.

Seeing that she was angry, Shimizu Koji remained calm, but he finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

He is also quite small-minded sometimes.

Don’t you even believe Conan? As soon as you meet him, drive him away.

If Conan hadn't asked Shimizu Koji so sincerely, Shimizu Koji would never have bothered to wade through this muddy water.

Although for him - it was a piece of cake.

Turning his eyes, Koji Shimizu looked inside the field. Twenty meters away, at the edge of the green field, there was a lone horse-faced photographer wearing a knitted hat.

The back of his coat still has the logo of Japanese TV station printed on it. He is also a domestic thief, so no wonder he hides it so secretly.

It was no coincidence that Koji Qingmizu noticed him, because the two of them approached from a distance, and the guy immediately became alert and uncharacteristic.

Although he moved very carefully, the trembling of his eyebrows caused by nervousness was clearly visible to Koji Shimizu who had opened his Sharingan.

The horse-faced photographer did not hear the voices of Koji Shimizu and Miwako Sato, who were more than twenty meters apart, but it was enough to make him alert.

At this moment, his hand had reached into the pocket of his coat, and the muzzle of the gun was secretly exposed and hidden under his arm.

He won't hesitate.

As long as the other party dares to get close, even if he is not a policeman, he will shoot immediately.

What he hates most is seeing such "happy" men and women.

"Kid, you'd better tell me clearly."

"His gun has been pointed at us, and the effective range of the pistol is basically fifty meters. Unfortunately for us, we are within the range."

The "happy" man and woman, Shimizu Koji's words made Sato Miwako suddenly stiffen.

She turned her head mechanically and carefully, rolled her eyes, and followed Koji Shimizu's line of sight with her peripheral vision.

A horse-faced photographer tilted his head and stared at them with a sinister gaze!

Combined with Koji Shimizu's understatement of "His gun is already pointed at us," Sato Miwako's body suddenly froze, and she did not dare to move rashly.

Although, she didn't know why, she suddenly believed in Qingmizu Koji.

At the same time, she is not Koji Shimizu.

When Qingmizu Koji arrived here, he had no intention of continuing to scare Sato.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Sato Miwako felt her waist was empty. When she regained consciousness, Shimizu Koji already had a police pistol in her hand.

All these movements were incredibly fast.

In particular, Koji Shimizu looked at Miwako Sato and pulled the trigger without turning his head.

There was a sound of "Bang -", followed by a man's shrill scream.

"what--!"

Miwako Sato turned around in horror and saw the horse-faced photographer lying on the ground, covering her bloody right hand and twisting her body in pain.

There were black parts scattered around the horse-faced photographer, but it was obvious from the slender silencer that they were parts of a pistol.

???

"I didn't kill him because I was not a policeman and I didn't want to make a record."

"Leave it to you, nagging Officer Sato." Koji Shimizu threw the pistol away, and Miwako Sato, who was still in a daze, subconsciously stretched out his hand.

But when she caught the pistol, she was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

This high school student with a bad personality has a gun full of ammunition!
  ——Okay, the insurance has been paid.
  "Hey-wait!?"

After finally calming down, in the blink of an eye, Sato Miwako discovered that Shimizu Koji had already walked far away and immediately disappeared from the exit of the venue.

She wanted to catch up, but when she saw the gangster rolling on the ground not far away, covering his hands and clearly still conscious, she gritted her teeth and took out a pair of bright silver handcuffs, and walked towards the horse-faced photographer with a firm expression.

This time, I will let you go.

Looking at the broken parts of the pistol on the ground, Sato Miwako's heart was filled with all kinds of incredulity.

This - is a bullet driven into someone else's gun barrel? ! !
  It's too exaggerated!
  That posture, that casual shooting technique——! ? !
  Must be a coincidence? !
  must--

Is it really certain? Miwako Sato's ears still echoed with Koji Shimizu's relaxed and casual words.

"I didn't kill him."

-

As soon as Shimizu Koji walked into the exit, he took out his phone and was about to call Conan, but he never thought that as soon as he took out his phone, Conan's call came.

"Moxi moxi."

"Koji! I know! I know! I know who the prisoner is!"

"Um——, you say."

Shimizu Koji considered it for two seconds, and after giving Conan a good answer, he put his phone into his pocket.

After about two minutes, when there was no sound, he took it out again.

At this time, he had just arrived at Exit 7 of the arena. When he looked up, he could see the men in black suits waiting quietly beside the car outside.

"Well, I thought about it too, so the matter has been resolved."

"Ah??"

On the other end of the phone, Conan, who was originally looking excited and excited, was instantly confused.

"What did you say, Koji?"

"The matter has been resolved. The prisoner has been caught by Officer Sato, and the police should have captured the other gangster by now."

The phone fell silent for a moment, and Conan on the other end was indeed relieved.

However, he felt a sense of emptiness that he had never felt before.

But one thing that comforted him was that Koji Shimizu had listened carefully to his reasoning and didn't interrupt him.

"Phew——, just settle it."

Letting out a breath of air, Conan put away the phone and stood with his small body on the stands of the stadium, walking towards their original position like an unsung hero behind the scenes.

At this time, there are still thirty minutes until the end of the second half.

He can continue to enjoy this wonderful game.

-

"Let's go."

Koji Shimizu walked back to Nobuo Uehara, didn't say much, just nodded lightly.

As he walked towards the car, Nobuo Uehara immediately ran ahead and opened the door for Koji Shimizu.

I don’t know when I put on the pure white gloves, and put my hand on the roof of the car door, looking very professional.

And everything he did did not make Qingshui Koji feel at ease. Instead, it made him secretly confirm his suspicion.

Probably a rich old woman.
  Greedy for his body
  Nausea.

(End of this chapter)