Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Damn it, damn, Sawaki Gongping actually dared to betray me!"

The forest path in Beihua Park was narrow and dark, and the wind in the early winter night was raging in it. Murakami Jō had a sullen face, clenched his fists, and the veins on his temples bulged. He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, which made his cheeks tremble slightly. Even though the surrounding environment was cold, the murderous intent in his heart made him feel hot all over.

Just now, if he hadn't trusted Sawaki Gongping from the beginning, and because of his unusually sensitive ears since childhood, he found something wrong when he was talking to Sawaki Gongping on the phone, he estimated that he would fall into the hands of that damn police officer again tonight.

"Fortunately, my ears are sharp, and I can hear the sound of the exhaust fan as small as the toilet in the 'Flower' restaurant clearly, otherwise... Ha! I guess that damn guy Sawaki Gongping doesn't know where he has been exposed?"

Touching his ears, Murakami Jō, with a sullen face, gritted his teeth, and his tone was somewhat fortunate and disdainful.

That's right! The reason why he was able to find something wrong from Zemu Gongping's phone call was because of the sound of the exhaust fan he heard when he was talking to Zemu Gongping on the phone in the toilet. He also asked Zemu Gongping what the "buzzing" sound beside him was, and Zemu Gongping's answer was clearly remembered in his mind. It was the exhaust fan that was always on in the toilet of the restaurant where he worked!

The exhaust fan that was always on in the toilet suddenly stopped making any sound, and the noise in the restaurant that could be vaguely heard when making calls was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. All this was nothing, and it could be explained by the fact that there were not many customers in the restaurant!

However, for Murakami Jō, who was an orphan since childhood and developed a cautious character as a dealer, the slightest movement was enough to make him notice something unusual.

This was a quality that the pampered Sawaki Gonghei did not have before, so he forgot about the exhaust fan, which led to Murakami Jō not arriving at the Mika Apartment as agreed, but hiding in the woods an hour in advance and observing the situation around the apartment through a wall, wanting to see what Sawaki Gonghei was going to do.

As a result, he saw a very familiar fat figure, the fat figure was sneaky, and with a wave of his hand, three men hid in various hidden corners, and then the fat man in the lead looked at the time on his watch, and he also found a place to hide. The scene seemed to be waiting for someone, intending to catch a turtle in a jar!

And Murakami Jō, who was arrested by the fat figure's partner ten years ago, naturally recognized Officer Megure. Combined with Sawaki Gonghei's abnormality, and the fact that he did not see the son of a bitch at twelve o'clock, Murakami Jō did not know that he was the turtle in the jar in an instant!

It can only be said that this is the details that determine success or failure!

"But what should I do now? Do I really have to sneak into that country?"

Inwardly, he silently praised his wit, took a deep breath and exhaled, calmed his anger, and forced himself to calm down so that he could make plans for the current predicament.

Because he has always been cautious, he has arranged a way out for himself early. However, he is very unwilling to leave this country with nothing, especially when that damn woman is not dead yet!

But there are not many choices in front of him. He has been exposed. If the police can't find him tonight, they will definitely search the whole city for him tomorrow! By then, he will be unable to move, the risk factor will increase, and he may not be able to leave even if he wants to!

F**K, damn Zemu Gongping!!

"A real man can bend and stretch, can be soft and hard, can go out and come in, so he must leave tonight!"

Murakami gritted his teeth. In the face of money and freedom, he finally chose to sneak away tonight very cautiously.

Having made a choice in his heart, Murakami looked at the time on his watch. It was already 12:11. The gang he had contacted before said that if there was only one person, they could leave any day, but they had to call to report before 3 a.m., and then gather at the corresponding place at 3:30 a.m., and someone would come to pick them up at that time.

"I have to leave, but there is still time, so before I leave, I have one thing I must do!"

Murakami muttered to himself, raised his chin, and stared at the night sky with his inverted triangle eyes.

It was late at night, and the stars dotting the night sky were shining particularly brightly under the reflection of the deep sky. The hazy moonlight wrapped the night tightly, not wanting it to reveal a bit of its cold color.

Oh, the night is not dark, the wind is not high, but it is also a good night for killing!

Touching the exquisite crossbow in his arms, Murakami, who was intoxicated, showed a hideous smile.

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"What should we do now?"

On the other side, after reading the text message sent by Inspector Megure, Mingmei asked with a heavy face.

"What else can we do? Go back to the hospital! I guess Inspector Megure only sent a text message and didn't call me because he was afraid that I would laugh at him directly? Haha, before he left, he vowed that he could catch Murakami, but now he made a fool of himself!"

Kishida frowned slightly, and his expression was very cold when he spoke.

Of course, he was not blaming Inspector Megure.

"Could it be that Sawaki Kouhei's doing? Maybe the phone call he hung up was a warning to the criminal!?"

Mingmei speculated with her eyes rolling.

"That's what I thought too. That guy is still recovering from his kidneys, so I told him to go back to the hospital first and then have a heart-to-heart talk with him!"

Kishida said in a calm tone, as if he was not going to hit someone, but really wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk.

"...Junior, this is just our random guess. Although there are mistakes in the matter, it is an indisputable fact that the other party has 'confessed'. If you are making trouble and beating someone, the other party can sue you! And maybe Murakami's father-in-law There was another reason for not meeting at the agreed place, and it’s none of Zemu’s business?”

Akemi spoke softly, saying words that she might not even believe to comfort and persuade Kishida.

"Is there another reason? Could it be that Mr. Murakami can still go to nightclubs to have fun with people? So much so that he misses the time to meet up?"

Kishida rolled his eyes and complained. However, after being disturbed by her, he really no longer had the irritable mood that wanted to beat up Sawaki Fair.

"Maybe it's really possible!"

Seeing that his expression had softened, Mingmei couldn't help but joked in agreement,

"If that's the case, then he is quite leisurely and enjoys life!"

The irritable mood went away as quickly as it came. Kishida calmed down and replied one after another.

"Oh, leisurely and enjoying life? Sure enough, all of you men like to go to places like this to be cool and unrestrained!"

Hearing Kishida's description, Akemi said angrily and disdainfully.

"Don't accuse me wrongly, I have never been to that kind of place. But I really want to see it! Well, I have decided that I will go see it tonight! I have chosen the location, so I will go' Towako’s nightclub! And just click on Towako! I’ll make his head greener if Murakami attacks him!”

Kishida smacked his lips and talked nonsense.

"...Pervert! If you really do this, if the prisoner sees it, you deserve to be killed!"

Mingmei was silent for a moment, then blushed and choked out these words.