Conan's Organization No. 3

The case is always triggered by tragedy, and Xiaolan, which has seen these cases, will always feel the same, even the white emperor, the face is slightly low.

The dark night, dim light illuminates the silent street.

"!"

With a low roar, a dark motorcycle has passed from the monitoring of the road, sailing somewhere in the suburbs of Tokyo.

"..."

The sound of in the earphones, suddenly the sound stopped, the cold voice passed into the ear of the ancient lacgon.

"Is this big shot? Don't tell me that you didn't see the map of the arrangement."

At the same time, a black car is not far away, the silver-haired woman is sitting on the driver's seat, a laptop is placed on her leg,

On the screen, it is dark, full of lines of various colors, detailed and complicated.

There is also a red spot, press, on a light red line, remove it in a direction.

"This is not important. Anyway, our goal is very simple, it does not need to expose our line people in the police room. Just let the fools of those police think that this is just a simple explosive stealing case.

And, I will not give them any clues. "

The Gurangon rodeched a black motorcycle, and he walked toward the destination and said on the walk in the helmet.

Subsequently, the wireless headset recovered again to the previous calm.

"Dudu! I want to go in, remember to meet me in the scheduled place."

"Understand! Goodluck, Boy!"

Guranong did not hesitate to take out the earring wireless headphones, and threw it into the pocket of the windbreaker.

He stopped the motorcycle to the lonely place in the road, and then faintly glanced around the circumstances.

The highway is empty, and the silence is no one.

His mouth is slightly evoked, this kind of sunny weather is best for dirty!

A dark cloud in the sky, blocked the white yarn.

! The sound is getting higher!

Not long, the black clouds were removed, and the dark road was re-covered with the white yarn.

A breeze blows, but the figure has disappeared.

Some military departure in the suburbs!

monitoring room!

" ..."

A young man wearing a Japanese military uniform stands in front of the big screen, and the hands are constantly moving on the keyboard, almost faster.

After the body (Zhao Zhao), a few men wearing a Japanese military uniform fell to the ground, and the Huang's continuous drain, obviously still alive.

The only thing that people feel puzzled is that the room is gradually faint white smoke.

found it!

The youth suddenly lit up and stopped the action.

On the screen, a warehouse is displayed in the monitor camera, which is neatly arranged in a black luggage with a briefcase size.

...

A figure wearing a black windbreaker appears on the road, throwing a parcel onto the motorcycle, immediately riding, right foot force,

"!"

With low roar, dark motorcycles quickly disappeared in the distance.

A few minutes later, on the dead end of the suburban road.

"!"

A motorcycle came from afar and stopped next to a black sedan.

The movie stopped the motorcycle to the side of the road, and the latch wrapped in the back was taken to the trunk of the car, and opened it in.

"despair!"

He put, played with a black box in his hand, and finally put it next to the fuel tank of the motorcycle.

Subsequently, the figure opened the back door of the sedan and sat in it.

"boom!"