Conan’s Guilty Points System

Vodka's hand in his pocket moved slightly.

"If you don't want to die, it's best not to act rashly. You can't shoot blindly."

Heiji glanced at the vodka.

Heiji glanced at it, and the vodka suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, as cold as frost.

"Your Excellency, we are all the same kind of people. This confrontation will only make the police cheaper. It's better for one person to take a step back and buy the batch of goods in your hands for $2.5 million. Otherwise, you can only be considered waste."

Gin's eyes twinkled.

Belmod glanced at Gin in surprise: How could this guy compromise?

"Trash?"

Pingji smiled lightly, turned around and left.

"Then burn it."

Gin looked at Heiji's back coldly, but did not speak.

"Brother, you can't let him go. There are important things in the goods..."

"Shut up."

Vodka didn't dare to speak.

Belmod glanced at Gin, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth: "What if we exchanged the whereabouts of Miyano Shiho?"

Hearing these words, Miyano Akemi stopped immediately.

"Don't forget who you are now."

Heiji's icy voice reached Gin and the others, and their footsteps didn't stop at all.

Miyano Akimi stood there, her shoulders shaking violently, as if she was in a fierce ideological struggle.

A strange light flashed in Gin's eyes.

"Your Excellency, 5 million is 5 million. When will it be delivered?"

Belmod and Vodka looked at Gin in shock, not knowing what he meant.

Heiji's footsteps stopped, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth: "Transfer the money to me, and the goods will be delivered to you naturally."

"Your Excellency, you can't say that. In exchange of equal value, we give money and you give goods. This is the normal procedure of the transaction." Belmod said elegantly and charmingly.

Heiji glanced at Belmod: "Did I say this is an equivalent exchange?"

"What? You..."

"Absinthe, don't mess with my deal."

"What? Am I messing with your deal?"

A cold light flashed in Belmod's eyes, and he opened the car door and sat in: "Then you can trade slowly."

The engine started, and the Mercedes-Benz SUV spewed exhaust gas and left here.

Gin glanced at Belmod, then looked at Heiji: "Your Excellency, is it the same account from before?"

Seeing Heiji's confirmation, Gin glanced at the vodka.

"I'll turn right away."

Vodka quickly took out the computer from the car and tapped on it. After a while, he said, "Brother, it's done."

"Your Excellency, please accept it."

"No need, the goods are in the 'what used to be'."

After waiting for the confirmation from the system, Heiji left a sentence and left.

Miyano Akimi paused for a while, then quickly followed behind Heiji with her long legs and disappeared around the corner.

"Brother, he hasn't given us the goods yet." Vodka was extremely anxious.

Gin ignored the vodka, took out his mobile phone and called: "How is the situation?"

"Sure enough, he is a master, I lost it."

Belmod's helpless voice came from the phone.

"Go to the garbage truck at the intersection and get the goods back."

"What? You asked me to overturn the garbage truck? Don't even think about it."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Gin's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Vodka, you go."

Vodka looked confused and didn't know what the gin and absinthe were doing. Didn't they quarrel?

The Mercedes-Benz SUV reappeared in the parking lot, and the mysterious and proud figure of Belmod walked out of the car and leaned back against the door.

At this time, vodka came back with a bag: "Brother, there is no shortage of all the goods in one bag."

Chianti and Cohen also came out, their faces pale, but they finally stopped screaming.

"Tsk tsk, you two wastes, as snipers, it is so easy to be discovered, and your ability is not at home." Belmod said, smoking a cigarette.

"He's a master, and he's a master sniper. We only have a slight exposure to the spot where we were stabbed by the knife. This is where the sniper must show. If we weren't a master sniper, it would be impossible to find this flaw." Chianti said through gritted teeth.

"Really?" Belmod said with narrowed eyes.

"Absinthe, Chianti is right this time. However, the abilities of the two of you are still not good."

Hearing Gin's words, Chianti was still upset, but he didn't dare to speak any more, and went to the side with Cohen to heal.

Belmod pursed his thin ruddy lips, and gently exhaled a circle of smoke: "Gin, why do you compromise?"

"I don't need to tell you."

Gin went to his Porsche 356A.

Belmod frowned: "If I hadn't acted with you just now, do you think it would be so easy to make a deal?"

Jin Jiu paused: "If you want to know the identity of that person, Akemi Miyano is a breakthrough."

After speaking, he got into the car.