Looking at the female reporter and photographer who raised their hands in surrender, Toru Amuro threw a rope from behind his waist, pointed a pistol at the two, and motioned for them to tie him up.

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"Well, you are a police officer, right?" The photographer glanced at the female reporter excitedly, trying to ignore the bodies of his two companions on the ground.

"ha?!"

Narrowing his eyes, Bourbon thought of Belmod downstairs. His finger moved from the side of the gun to the trigger, and his murderous intention suddenly arose.

"We all know that you are here to save your companion, Moori Kogoro, right!" The female reporter stamped her feet: "He told us that he is a Japanese police officer!"

who? Mouri Kogoro?

With a snort, Bourbon put down the gun he held horizontally and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Hey, seeing as how conscious we are, how can we be given a lighter sentence?"

Sitting obediently on the ground, the photographer noticed that the lights of the elevator were constantly beating, and he waited expectantly for his companion to go upstairs and kill this policeman.

With a ding-dong sound, the expressions of the two of them changed from excitement to surprise. After seeing no one in the elevator, it turned into despair.

"You are very naughty."

After kicking over the photographer who was covering his head, Toru Amuro heard the sound coming from the stairs and raised his gun and pointed it at the entrance of the passage.

"It's really a mess here."

After looking around the messy exhibition hall, Belmod looked at the dusty bourbon and burst into laughter.

"What, a few little fish and shrimps actually made our handsome guy so embarrassed. I even suspect that your code name was cheated."

After coughing a few times, Yuji switched to Machiko's voice and walked out from behind Miss Chrissy.

"Okay, Mr. Amuro has done a great job this time."

Machiko took out a pistol and loaded it. While climbing the stairs, he learned the mission conveyed by the boss, and Yuji learned that the red Siamese cats more than ten years ago were actually eliminated by the organization.

"Fujioka has been knocked unconscious by me, and your accomplices who came in behind are also gone."

Machiko looked at the trembling Nippon Television Station duo, and pressed on her body. The airbag that originally supported the disguise of Mouri Kogoro began to shrink, revealing her original body shape.

Crouching in front of the photographer, staring at the man's forehead with a gun, Machiko gently patted his face.

"I have some questions, can you answer me?"

"You...please say it." The voice was trembling, and the photographer kept swallowing his saliva, his eyes wandering.

"Are you...really red Sherlock cats?"

Machiko rubbed her eyes: "Please don't lie, you will really die..."

Sitting up from the ground, the photographer and female reporter knelt on the ground: "Actually, we are not the red Sherlock cats. We only borrowed their name because they targeted the big consortium more than ten years ago."

After lighting a cigarette, Miss Chris leaned against the wall and quietly looked at Machiko who was interrogating the two of them.

After confirming that the "Red Sherry Cat" is not the real Red Sherry Cat, you can report to the boss, but...

"We spent money with Fujioka to find a group of mercenaries and planned to steal the Buddha statues in Nara Prefecture, so we pretended to be red Sher cats."

The female reporter watched the beautiful girl in front of her take out a green ampoule from her pocket, and said hurriedly: "The murderous bacteria is also fake. It was made up in order to cause social unrest and take the opportunity to send the members below to steal gems. "

"What about the real killer bacteria?"

When Machiko heard that the ampoule in her hand was fake, she opened the mouth of the bottle, smelled the green apple juice inside, and threw the ampoule on the ground.

"The real killer bacteria were blown up by us in the biological research center."

Nodding, Machiko used an anesthesia device to stun the photographer and female reporter. She stood up and was about to discuss how to retreat with Miss Chris and Toru Amuro, but she caught a glimpse of Kaori at the entrance of the passage.

Why? Why is Kaori here?

Thinking of the two people who fell behind her, Machiko kicked her twice with her leather shoes, but there was no way to hide their bodies.

"Yu...Yuji?" Finding that the beautiful blond girl over there was wearing the clothes of a Maori detective, Kaori saw some panic on the girl's face. From the corner of her eye, she also saw Miss Chrissy and Mr. Toru Amuro who were at a loss.

"Miss Chris and Mr. Amuro are here too. Well, there are a lot of corpses down there."

Kaori walked towards Machiko: "I heard gunshots here just now, so I didn't dare to come up."

Seeing that this beauty's face did resemble Yuji's, Kaori touched Machiko's blond hair and poked his face with her fingers.

"Why did you dress up as a girl?"

Just as he was about to think of an excuse to excuse himself, Yuuji suddenly saw the waitress at the entrance of the passage holding up a pistol with her finger on the trigger, and pushed Kaori aside.

Before he could raise his gun to fight back, a bullet went through his stomach. A little scared, Yuji covered the bleeding gun wound and could clearly hear his heart beating.

Realizing that the waitress didn't seem to have fired a second shot, Yuji shifted his gaze from his stomach to the entrance of the passage.

The waitress's eyes were dazed, her pupils were dilated, and a blood streak slowly appeared on her fair neck. Then, her head fell off, her body went limp, and she fell forward.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire exhibition hall almost instantly. Seeing the blood spurting out from her neck like a faucet, Kaori covered her mouth, feeling a little nauseous.

This was scarier than every corpse I had seen before.

Stepping on the corpse and walking into the exhibition hall, Suzuya, who had a ponytail and a deacon's uniform, held a huge scythe in her hand. She first glanced at the glass cabinet containing gems, and then slowly folded the scythe. She was careful not to get any blood on it. , jumped twice and came to the middle of the exhibition hall.

"Ms. Suzuya..."

His vision went dark, and Yuji knelt on the ground, supported by Kaori who rushed towards him. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, his eyes falling on the gold ring on Suzuya's index finger.

"Aren't you taking him to the hospital?" Suzuya put his hands behind his back and turned right to face Belmode: "The helicopter has already been contacted."

Staring at Suzuya, Toru Amuro did not hesitate. He immediately ran to Kaori and Yuji and picked up the young princess dressed as a woman.

Watching the three people rush out of the passage, Suzuya's eyes stopped on Chris who was left behind, and said lightly: "You are careless, Belmod."

She walked up to Bellmode, who was silently staring at Yuji's blood stains, grabbed Chris's pistol, and fired four shots at the sleeping photographer and female reporter.

Belmode looked at the handle of the gun handed over by Suzuya, and looked up at the cold, heroic face.

"With that, all the Red Siamese cats are gone."

Turning around, he pulled out a box from under the glass cabinet and a parachute backpack. Suzuya pulled the handle on the bag and walked slowly to the elevator entrance.

"It would be bad if they find out that Kogoro Mouri has disappeared. You'd better go to the top as soon as possible."

After a pause, Suzuya added: "Don't worry about that kid. He adjusted his position the moment he saw the muzzle of the gun. Although he couldn't avoid it, the bullet hit his appendix. As long as he is sent to the hospital immediately, Nothing will go wrong in the hospital."

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