Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 274 Destruction of Evidence is Professional (End)

Before the assassination began, Pisk painted a little fluorescent agent on the light chain in advance to facilitate his aiming in the dark.

At the same time, considering the flames that would be emitted when the gun was fired, he carefully put a handkerchief over the gun to prevent the people around him from noticing it.

As an old fox who has been in the organization for decades, before each assassination, Pisk will make some detailed and complete plans like this, as well as the emergency response plan ABCD.

...But in ABCD, there is no one about how to deal with the situation of "the heroic posture when shooting the light chain was secretly photographed"! !

It never occurred to Pisker that someone happened to take a picture of him just as he was shooting, and he happened to be caught.

Although he was also surprised by the flashing lights at the time, but the master of ceremonies smoothed the situation, Pisk really thought that the person who took the picture had the camera aimed at the front of the banquet hall.

Unexpectedly, that person was secretly taking pictures of the guests.

This is different from being run away by Shirley, it is definitely a major mistake.

"...Don't be like this. If you kill me, you won't be able to find Shirley. You can't see through her disguise!"

Pisk wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly remembered the last trump card he was holding.

If it weren't for him, these people would never have imagined that Shirley had become a child, and... "And you don't have the right to kill me! I am directly under the command of that adult!"

"Really, let me tell you another piece of good news."

Gin now doesn't want to hear the word "Shirley" from other people's mouths at all, he ignores the first half of Pisk's sentence, and gradually tightens his finger on the trigger:

"Getting rid of you is the order he gave me directly just now."

There was a gunshot, followed by a thud.

Vodka skillfully began to clean up the aftermath. He stepped over the corpse on the ground and walked towards the small table, preparing to take away Pisk's notebook and mobile phone.

But when he got to the table, he found that there was nothing there, only a few strange scorch marks left.

Vodka was very puzzled, and subconsciously looked at gin.

Gin retracted his pistol, looked at the situation on Vodka's side, and began to sneer again.

He took out his own laptop, opened it and tapped it quickly: "Shirley will not let go of the opportunity to collect information easily, and Pisk's things must have been taken by her.

"That computer did contain important information, but it's a pity that she may not know that besides the information, it also contains centimeter-accurate measurements..."

The notebook beeped twice.

Gin looked down, the tracking interface was empty.The signal seemed to have evaporated.

"..."

……

One headline after another today.

Councilor Tunkou had just been assassinated in full view, and the person who killed him also swallowed a gun and committed suicide in the wine cellar.

Haibara Ai closed his eyes, half lying on the back seat of the Beetle car, while Conan sat in the co-pilot, watching the news that was played in a loop.

After looking at it for a while, he said with a complicated expression: "Hey, you can't be the one who took the photo this time, right?"

"Of course not, but the above information is also very useful to me."

Bai Shu held the camera and leaned in front of the screen, and took a photo with a click.

He looked at his work with satisfaction: "Give this piece to the client and confirm Xiaosan's work, and the work should be handed over smoothly."

"...It's too perfunctory!"

Conan worried about the future of the Maori Detective Agency for a few seconds, and soon remembered another thing: "Is there any clue left by the black organization in the wine cellar?"

"No." Hui Yuanai heard the word "organization", and weakly opened his eyes:
"Before I climbed into the chimney, Piscoe's notebook and mobile phone were still on the table, but after the gin came, those were gone, and there were only some charred marks on the table... It was like being burnt. It's like gray."

"Burn?" It is not easy to burn the notebook to ashes, which makes Conan feel that something is not right.

But thinking that the other party even has a magical drug that can make adults shrink, it seems that it is not difficult to develop something like a speed burner...

It's a pity that we couldn't get the information, but this adventure, the result is not too bad.

——Before Bai Shu took Hui Yuanai out of the wine cellar, he once threw the pair of glasses from Conan into the corner of the wine cellar.

This made Dr. Ali a little bit painful, but it was this cautious move that allowed him to overhear what Pisk said before he died.

Judging from these words, it is true that the fact that Hui Yuanai became smaller has not been exposed to people in other organizations.

"Speaking of which, they actually know what you looked like when you were a child... Those people know you very well?" Conan turned his head and looked at Hui Yuanai with the back of his chair.

The latter put his hand on his forehead, silently looked at the short car roof in front of him, and nodded slightly after a while.

"That's it..." Conan's mind was spinning quickly, and he suddenly asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

Hui Yuanai is in a very bad state now, her palms and feet are worn out while climbing the chimney, and she feels very dizzy due to the side effect of getting bigger.

But her mind can still barely function:

"Although the matter of becoming smaller has not been exposed yet, they already know that 'Shirley' is nearby, and they will definitely intensify the search. And among these people... maybe a second or third saw me when I was a child." good-looking people.

"So I can't stay by your side anymore. I'll leave right away when I recover a bit tomorrow."

"Very well, if you think so, it means that Gin Jiu will also speculate like this."

Bai Shu looked out the window, and suddenly opened the car window with a gap as wide as a fist.

The cold wind suddenly blew in, and he opened his hands in a gesture of catching something, as if he was catching falling snow.

"Don't waste the heating." Dr. A Li shivered from the cold, and hurriedly stopped.

Bai Shu closed the window again.

After a moment of coldness, the frozen Hui Yuanai regained consciousness.

She recalled Conan's question and Bai Shu's words just now, suddenly oh, and smiled softly.

……

"You don't need to focus on this, but focus on the surrounding cities. If you don't find it, expand it a day later. According to her personality, she will run away immediately after being discovered by us."

On the main road two streets away from the Beetle car, Gin had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and said so with dignity.

Of course Vodka unconditionally supported, but there was a slightly frivolous laughter behind the two of them.

The blonde crossed her slender legs and leaned casually on the back seat. She put the lipstick and makeup mirror back into her handbag, then picked up a hand-carved silver shell lighter and lit it, and also lit a cigarette.

With a faint breath, Belmode looked at Gin in the co-pilot through the rearview mirror through the escaping smoke, and she said pointedly: "You seem to know that girl very well?"

Gin was silent for a second, ignoring the topic: "If you want to go back to the United States, I can take you to the airport right now."

"Haha, it's so cold. But there's no need, I plan to take a break in Japan." Having said that, there are many complicated emotions hidden in her narrow and deep eyes. In short, she doesn't look like she wants to rest at all. .

……

This case involved the Black Organization. After returning home, Conan made a special call to the Megure Police Department and asked him to strictly keep the part of the case related to "Kudo Shinichi" secret.

After the Mumu Police Department agreed, Conan wanted to ask for a detailed follow-up.But at this moment, Bai Shu suddenly changed his posture and shook the magazine.

Conan immediately found an excuse to hang up the phone and put away the voice changer.

Two seconds later, the door was pushed open, and Mao Lilan came back happily.

Seeing her expression, Bai Shu's first reaction was - "You got a travel ticket again?"

"Haha, how is it possible, winning the lottery is not so easy."

Hearing this answer, Bai Shu relaxed back into the sofa.

However, before turning over the pages of the impurity I just finished reading, I saw Mao Lilan put down her bag and took out a few tickets from it: "However, it is true that I can go out to play again!"

"..."

"What kind of ticket is this?" Conan is not interested in traveling, but has a strong thirst for knowledge about all unknown things, including these beautifully designed tickets of course.

"It's the ticket for the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the Suzuki Art Museum." Mao Lilan gave him one, and walked over to hand another one to Bai Shu:

"Yuanzi's father was on vacation at home a while ago. When he was bored, he cleaned up the warehouse and found a lot of valuable collections by accident. So he decided to open an art gallery to keep these treasures from falling ashes."

Conan looked at the detailed information on the ticket: "August 8rd, it's very close. But the venue is in Osaka, do I have to go there a day earlier?"

"..." very close?
Bai Shu looked at the snow flying outside the window, grabbed the teacup and took a slow sip.

It's time to prepare summer clothes again.

　Happy Goddess' Day~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)