Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Inspector, a photo was just released on the news."

Inspector Megure looked at the phone Matsuda took in front of him, on which was a photo of Kenzo Masuyama shooting at the ceiling chandelier. He pointed the phone screen at the gray-haired man in front of him and pressed his hat: "The situation is very detailed, Mr. Masuyama, please go to the Metropolitan Police Department with us."

Kenzo Masuyama took out his pistol as if resigned to his fate, and while everyone was not paying attention, he grabbed Miss Chris and put the muzzle of the gun to her temple.

"Quickly step back, then let me out, and find me a car." Kenzo Masuyama took Vermouth back to the corner and whispered: "Let Gin pick me up later."

With a disdainful smile, Vermouth remembered the text message Gin sent to her just now. The organization has given up on this useless person and decided to kill him.

"Don't be impulsive!" Officer Megure stopped the policeman who wanted to reach for his waist: "Don't take out your gun, don't provoke the prisoner!"

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Masuyama Kenzo, he threw the gun bag and handcuffs on his waist to the ground, raised his hands and took two steps towards the prisoner: "What's the point of taking a woman as a hostage, I'll exchange with him!"

Masuyama Kenzo showed his teeth and smiled healthily: "Do you think I don't know who you are! A new role in the Metropolitan Police Department, with outstanding reasoning ability, I won't be stupid enough to give myself to you as a credit!"

His arms were more powerful, and Vermouth felt Pisk's nervousness and frowned uncomfortably.

Kenzo Masuyama's gun was still pointed at Chris, and he looked at the boy who had just deduced: "Let him be my hostage."

Vermouth's eyes were fierce for a moment, but because she was in front of reporters and police, she controlled her anger and said with gritted teeth: "No need!"

Pisk looked at Vermouth in surprise, and his attitude was still very firm: "Your name is Kudo Yuji, that's you, you come and exchange with Chris!"

Yuji and Matsuda Jinpei exchanged glances, he nodded, took off his coat, relaxed Kenzo Masuyama's tense nerves, walked in front of the two, he slowly blocked Pisk, and then pointed his gun at his forehead.

The boy glanced at Vermouth and smiled at her: "Ms. Chris, do you believe in God?"

Not understanding what Yuji meant, Vermouth nodded according to Chris's traditional American personality.

Yuji didn't care that Pisco's gun was pointed at his temple, and his smile became even brighter: "If I survive, you will be my fairy godmother, even though I don't believe in God."

"Yuji..."

Minami Kaori and Usami Yuzuki looked at the boy worriedly, and then looked at Officer Megure pleadingly. Officer Megure lowered his head in shame, and he asked everyone to make way for Masuyama Kenzo, and watched this man hold Yuji hostage and leave the hall.

Vermouth still stared at the boy blankly. After the police left the hall, her face suddenly became gloomy, and the veins on her hand holding the phone bulged.

"Hello." Gin looked at the phone that this annoying woman opened: "We are almost at the Haido Hotel. Haven't you killed Pisco yet?"

"He held a boy hostage and escaped from the main door." Vermouth walked into the empty toilet and looked at herself in the mirror. She lit a cigarette, looked up at the ceiling, and exhaled a cloud of smoke: "The boy is called Kudo Yuji."

She hung up the phone and ran out immediately.

………

"Vodka, call Chianti and Cohen and ask them to kill Kudo Yuji and Pisco together."

Gin lit the cigarette with a cigarette lighter and looked at his surprised younger brother and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Brother! Isn't Kudo Yuji the author of Edogawa III?" Vodka drove the car and remembered the financial statements uploaded by the organization a few days ago.

"In the past three months, the organization has earned 183.4 billion yen from Edogawa III's peripheral products and live-action movies."

Silence, the Porsche was very silent. Gin put out his cigarette butt and uploaded a new task to the mobile phones of all the code-named members of the organization at this time.

"Rescue the important person Kudo Yuji from the hands of the traitor Masuyama Kenzo at all costs."

Looking at this inexplicable message, Amuro Toru narrowed his eyes and looked through the scope of the sniper rifle at Pisco who was holding Yuji hostage.

"Mr. Zero, please rest assured, we will do our best to rescue Mr. Kudo."

In the headset, Kazami's voice was heard clearly, and public security disguised as ordinary police officers kept rushing to this block. Taking off the public security headset, Bourbon glanced at the phone and put on the headset used exclusively for the organization.

"This is Chianti. I have aimed at Masuyama Kenzo's head. Don't worry, I will definitely save the important members of the organization."

"Cohen, aim."

The short words made Amuro Toru feel even more absurd. When did Kudo-sensei become a member of the organization? Didn't he knock down the vodka on the dock before?

"This is Bourbon, I'm aiming."

"Calvados."

In the crowd of reporters, Mizunashi Rena looked at the boy being held hostage and took a step back.

...I didn't expect that the world-class manga artist Kudo Yuji is also a member of the organization. Judging from Gin's nervous look, this boy is probably also a code member.

The reporter successfully came to the wrong conclusion.

"Boy!" Chris looked at the policeman standing in front of her. She looked at the child over there with worry. Suddenly, she found a few spots of light on the old man's silver-white head. She coughed.

"It's okay, Miss Chris. Mr. Masuyama is not stupid. He won't shoot." Yuji was very relaxed at this moment. He was waiting for the public security police around to shoot Pisk's pistol like on TV.

Pisk found that Belmode's expression was not acting. He saw the police car parked there, relaxed a little, and pulled the muzzle to the right.

Yuji only heard a puff, and a pit appeared on the ground. The right half of his face was suddenly wet. A wave of heat, blood, and an indescribable smell of fat rushed into his nose along with the aroma of barbecue.

He looked to the right stupidly. Pisk's left hand, which was holding the boy's neck, was still hanging on Yuji's shoulder. The weight of this headless man was pressing Yuji down at this moment.

The boy seemed to understand, and suddenly knelt on the ground and vomited. The last memory before he fainted was the worried faces of Jinpei Matsuda, Officer Megure, Miss Chris, Kaori and Yuzuki.

"Who fired the gun just now?" Chianti's voice came from the headset. Amuro Toru also curiously began to disassemble the sniper rifle in his hand and put the parts into the guitar bag.

"Gin." Cohen was still so concise. He looked at his boss who snatched the sniper rifle from his hand and was a little unhappy: "He said my skills were too poor."

Looking at the boy who was not injured but was carried to the ambulance, Mizunashi Rena looked at the ground and was even more shocked.

...What a powerful figure that boy is in the organization!

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