Conan: The Mechanic

"What's going on?" Not long after the knock on the door, Pu Siqinglan opened the door with a worried look, and looked at Mao Lilan outside the door. "Lan, it's you, what happened?"

"There are intruders outside, and they even shot! The guards seem to have exchanged fire with the intruders!"

"So the sound I heard just now was the sound of gunfire?" Pu Siqinglan frowned slightly. "Then... why are you looking for me now?"

"In order to protect you," Xiao Lan said anxiously. "We failed to capture the opponent, but instead let the opponent wander on the ship. So we must gather everyone and shelter you in a safe fortress."

"Oh..." Pu Si Qinglan's face showed a subtle expression. "This... well, wait for me to clean up..."

"Don't clean up, come quickly!" After speaking, Mao Lilan grabbed Pu Siqinglan's hand and pulled her to run out of the door, but Pu Siqinglan was helpless just before she could close the door. The ground followed Xiaolan and ran to the centralized defense point.

"How many people have not been identified?" Suzuki Jiroyoshi asked the people behind him, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window facing the sea.

"There should be one last house left - Mr. Ryu Kankawa still hasn't responded to the door." His cousin Shiro Suzuki's secretary, Masato Nishino, responded like this. "According to your instructions, in about 20 seconds, they will choose to forcibly break into the room in the name of protection and determine the location of Mr. Hanchuan."

"I hope he's in the room," Suzuki Jiroji stared out the window with cold eyes. "However, since everyone else is there, he is the only one who might not be in the room."

Since someone threw something down, I hope the guards can move and finally reveal a flaw in defense at the [Egg of Memories]. Then they naturally can't live up to someone's good intentions, and of course they have to act so that someone has time and space to implement their original plan.

And ten minutes later, when they conduct a forced house round in the name of [VIP protection], that [someone] will naturally be the only one of all people who is not staying in the house.

"Come on, let's see your true face." Suzuki Jiroyoshi slightly raised the corner of his mouth. "On this ship, you can't escape even if you put your wings on it!"

But it was only half a minute later that he realized that the situation did not seem to be as simple as he had imagined.

"Boss," said Masaru Nishino's earphones, and there was no report that captured the suspect's joy. "Something went wrong."

"What's wrong?" Moshi Nishino frowned slightly. "You knocked him unconscious with the violent action you entered?"

"No, when we came in..." In Han Chuanlong's room, the security guard reported the situation in front of him with a livid face.

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Thirty minutes ago, Han Chuanlong's room.

"Oh?" Han Chuanlong frowned, looking at the uninvited guest who arrived at night. "You... what's the matter with me?"

"You are probably expecting my arrival too, right?" the visitor asked back. "Obviously I already know so many things, and they even gave me such hints. It would be too contrived to ask here knowingly."

"..." Han Chuanlong just thought for a moment, then nodded and invited the other party in. "Well, since that's the case, we don't have to talk too much nonsense, come in."

To be honest, Han Chuanlong had absolutely no idea why this uninvited guest came to visit him today—his behavior today had other purposes, and the person who came was not the one he expected.

However... as a journalist, it is obviously not something that Han Chuanlong would do when faced with such a situation where there are obviously melons to eat.

[Since you can't hold your ground and plan to be honest in front of me, then I'll take a hard look at what you know. 】 This is the thought of Han Chuanlong sitting in the chair.

"No, I just want to talk. But before that, I want to confirm, have you told anyone about this?" The visitor closed the door with his backhand, and then walked in the direction of Hanchuanlong unhurriedly.

"Not yet, but whether you will tell others next depends on your cooperation," Han Chuanlong said as he took a sip of his tea. "Then, please tell me more of the stories you know, and I will make my own decisions as appropriate."

"Maybe, but I obviously don't have the patience to play with you." The visitor put a hand into his clothes and then took it out. "For someone as experienced as me, the most efficient way to deal with it is—"

A short iron rod appeared in his hand.

"Wait a minute," Han Chuanlong was taken aback, and only then did he realize that he had miscalculated. "You...what do you want to do?"

"Of course it's here to kill you," the expression on the visitor's face was calm, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. "You know too much. If you let you live, I might be arrested one day."

"No, this is a misunderstanding," Han Chuanlong got up from the chair, but fell to the ground because his legs were weak, and kept moving his body backwards with his hands, as if trying to avoid the weapon in the hands of the comer. "I really don't know anything, I just want to play a little joke with Mr. Nishino, the housekeeper of Mr. Suzuki~www.readwn.com~ I don't know anything about you at all!"

"That doesn't matter anymore, because now you already know too many things," the visitor came to Hanchuanlong's side, pressed him with one knee, and stared into his eyes like this. "For your reckless and senseless mischief, die."

"Pfft!" The eyeball was brought deep into the skull by the stick head and mixed with the brain. The iron rod then stirred repeatedly inside the skull, making a sound like pounding meat.

Han Chuanlong lay on the ground with no vitality, and the part corresponding to the left eye ruled by terror was only a dark void.

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"I thought it was something like the removal of the eyeball," Kogoro Mori, who had put on a lot of equipment such as headgear and protective clothing, gently explored the eye sockets of Hanchuanlong with his gloved hands. "But from the current situation, it may be that the eyeball was directly smashed in... using a stick or something. Similarly, the cause of death should also be caused by the severe trauma to the brain."

"I really didn't expect such an outcome," Fei Yingli was standing at the door, her face not looking good. "This attacker, his purpose is actually Mr. Hanchuan Long?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be like this," Suzuki Jiroji also had a stinky face. "At a time when everyone is doing their best to protect the [Egg of Memories], how could someone get nervous and kill people here?"

Qianyu, who was standing behind them, was originally explaining to Haibara Ai why she sneaked out at night, but suddenly found that Conan had an expression as if he had figured out something, and then ran into the distance.

"What are you doing?" Qian Yu only had time to ask this question.

"Lifeboat!" And Conan's answer was equally simple.