Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Set off."

The freckled boy asked timidly:

"Where are you going?"

"Not where I'm going"

After looking around the corridor on the 28th floor of the building and finding that there were no more thugs, Sakaki closed the door:

"We are going to set off together to the Hughes family headquarters."

"ah?!"

Hearing this, the freckled boy was so shocked that his jaw dropped:

"The headquarters of the Hughes family is in Massachusetts!"

"It's 215 miles from New York!"

"Do you have a car?"

"I don't have a car."

Sakaki showed the key in his hand:

"But I have Xiao Ai's motorcycle."

motorcycle

His mouth tightened, and the freckled boy remembered.

How could he not remember?

The day she was conquered by Shiho, she rode her Harley through the campus.

The moment he took off his helmet, the flying brown short hair was deeply engraved in Sibor Gammel's mind.

I still can’t forget it.

Although Shiho was only 12 years old at the time, he was not very tall.

But riding a motorcycle is still cool!

Especially the glance she inadvertently glanced at, looking down at all living beings, as sharp as a knife, coupled with her cold temperament and cold eyes.

A cursory recollection made the freckled boy completely excited.

He always wanted to sit on the back of a motorcycle!

However, reality poured cold water on him.

The rider on the bike is not Miyano Shiho, but the menacing god of death in front of him!

"Is it possible that you want to join the Hughes family?"

Feeling uneasy, he asked nervously:

"A shotgun isn't enough!"

"Besides, you just killed someone."

"We have to wait for the police to deal with it"

The voice gradually became quieter.

The freckled boy remembered what Sakaki said the FBI was going to arrest him.

This situation

Waiting for the police to come to your door is undoubtedly the behavior of an idiot.

No wonder I had to leave the apartment quickly.

If you don't leave, the police will come!

"Yes, but."

The freckled boy has many doubts. Today's experience will never be forgotten by him for the rest of his life, and it even subverted his three views:

"The relationship between the Hughes family and the FBI and CIA is very good!"

"In order to protect the Hughes family, the FBI and CIA have specially sent personnel to guard them 24 hours a day!"

"oh?"

Sakaki frowned:

"You said the Hughes family is very close to the FBI and CIA?"

"yes!"

This incident aroused Sakaki's vigilance.

According to the logs obtained in the fortress, he knew that there was a young man named John Stelling who accompanied Amanda Hughes to Dusk Villa.

Based on the surname, first of all, it can be ruled out that the other party is an internal relative of the Hughes family.

after all

Oligarchs like the Hughes family attach great importance to bloodline, which is the so-called right match.

The most common one is marriage to increase the strength of the family.

And the surname Stelling

Shu Shangcheng bluntly said that he did not know the corresponding century-old family.

Even if he is married into the Hughes family, he should add the word "Hughes" to his original surname to emphasize his origin.

But this was not marked on the log.

So

Could John Stelling be from the FBI or CIA?

Even the freckled boy said that the FBI would send agents to protect the Hughes family. It was not surprising at all that Amanda Hughes took FBI agents to Japan.

Sakaki put the Remington M870 on the cabinet by the door and fell into deep thought.

What happened was beyond his expectation.

The feud between the black organization and the FBI, CIA and other forces probably began half a century ago.

Initially, the FBI and CIA were unclear about the purpose of the black organization and agreed to send researchers to fund them.

When did the two sides break up?

Could it be 17 years ago?

Sakaki has no concrete evidence, all this is the result of his reasoning based on his father.

This time to the Hughes family

There must be an unexpected reward!

"Why are you still standing here?"

Sakaki glanced at the dazed freckled boy:

"Hurry up and pack your things, bring your bank card, I'll give you half an hour."

"oh"

Seeing that he was unwilling to change his mind, and even moving out of the FBI could not scare him, the freckled boy was completely helpless and returned to his apartment with a sigh.

After he leaves

Sakaki smoked a cigarette, closed the window, and walked into the bedroom.

There was a dusty, musty smell in the dusty room.

This is inevitable, after all, no one has cleaned it in 5 years.

There is a large double bed in the center of the bedroom, with neatly folded quilts, and five dark brown teddy bears placed on the pillows.

2 big bears and 3 little bears, they are clustered together like a family keeping warm on a cold night.

Sakaki picked up the little bear in the middle, gently brushed away the dust, poked its nose, and put it back in place.

How much emotion has Miss Miyano suppressed?

I'm afraid no one knows except her.

Taking off his coat, Sakaki opened the bathroom door.

soon

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

30 minutes later.

Sakaki took one last look at the spacious apartment, put his tennis bag on his back, and gently closed the door.

The freckled boy was already waiting in the corridor.

He was carrying a schoolbag and squatted in front of the bloody corpse, stretching his neck and looking at it curiously.

"Gamil, let's go."

Sakaki called him.

"Oh oh oh"

The freckled boy quickly caught up with Sakaki, wondering what he was thinking.

In the elevator.

"What did you bring?"

Sakaki looked at the backpack he was wearing and found it was heavy, and said suspiciously:

"It can't be a computer."

"yes!"

He nodded:

"This way I can trade stocks at any time!"

".Where did the network come from?"

"."

This question seemed to be beyond the scope of the freckled boy's thinking.

He has been trading stocks at home, going in and out of the Wall Street stock market, where there are networks everywhere, and he only needs to connect a network cable to access the Internet.

However.

Where they are going next, there is no internet.

From New York to Massachusetts, a total of 346 kilometers, no matter how fast the speed is

It takes at least 5 or 6 hours.

Where can I find the Internet?

It's good if it doesn't fall.

Still online?

"well"

Sakaki shook his head:

"Just take it with you, it might come in handy."

The elevator went all the way down. It was past 12 o'clock in the night. Instead of being calm, the streets became even more chaotic. All kinds of ghosts and monsters came out to vent their pent-up dissatisfaction.

bite!

The elevator door slowly opened, and the cold wind blew in. Sakaki Makoto and the freckled boy arrived at the 2-story underground parking lot.

“I often send Zhi Xiaoai’s motorcycle for repair!”

The freckled boy led the way and said as he walked:

"I just hope she will come back one day and take me for a ride on her bike."

As he spoke, he felt a little frustrated.

"fine."

Putting his hand on his shoulder, Sakaki said with a smile:

"What do you need a woman for? Women will only affect your thinking in stock trading."

"Don't you just want to go for a ride?"

"I'll take you for a ride, too!"