Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"After Nanako died, this idiot came to my house with a document in his hand, saying that he wanted to collaborate and sign it to compensate us."

Motokami Kazuki looked at the two people who kept retreating, and poured himself a glass of red wine with his empty hand, and then drank it all.

"But unfortunately, I studied administrative management in college, and I know nothing about communications. I don't know what is written on the document. But I know one thing!"

Smashing the wine glass, Motokami Kazuki's expression began to go crazy: "That's money! That patent is money, and there is a future, an extraordinary future!"

The predecessor of Nichihe Telecommunications Electronics Co., Ltd. was KDD Company. It began to gradually swallow up various telecommunications companies in 1953, and finally became one of the best communications companies in Japan. Until now, almost everyone's life is closely related to it.

"It was really hard for me at the beginning, but after I got the position of manager, I didn't have to do those boring jobs. I just had to use my old subject to manage those pig-dog company employees."

"It's a pity that when you meet with customers in the company, you always package yourself as a graduate of a communications major from an excellent university. It's hard to live like this, when you obviously don't know anything."

Conan put his hands in his pockets: "You keep deceiving others that the patent is your achievement, and in the end you also deceived yourself. You don't really think you are a communications genius, do you?"

"Shut up! I was almost successful!" Ben Shangda He shouted: "Originally, the patent belongs to me alone. Even if someone suspects it, they can't provide evidence. At most, they just think that I have forgotten the relevant knowledge." "I know, that's why you planned this serial murder case and even dragged Mr. Mizutani into it. In fact, the six people in front are just a cover for your target. The one you really want to kill is Mr. Mizutani himself, right?" Conan waved the employee certificate again, which clearly stated: Because Motokami Kazuki committed fraud and other bad behaviors during his employment, this company issued a dismissal notice to him, and the dismissal letter will be delivered within seven working days. "But I'm a little curious, why didn't you list Sawamura Shun, who also knew about the patent, as a target? Even if you kill Mr. Mizutani, there will still be a risk of being exposed."

"Because I didn't know that a man who looked like a waste could be favored by this kind-hearted person."

Motokami Kazuki glanced at Mizutani: "You abandoned the team when you were in the most difficult time, but you still planned to invite him to join your team, Mizutani, you are so stupid!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Motokami Kazuki was distracted, Conan quickly took out the anesthesia watch and aimed it at him, jumping sideways while pressing the button, not caring to observe whether he had hit the target, Conan curled up his body.

"Bang!"

The fierce gunshots echoed in the exhibition stand. Conan, who was hiding behind the elevator, kept looking for ideas to break the situation. Looking at Mizutani who was curled up beside him, his mouth twitched.

【Sure enough, it was too dark and he didn't hit it. It would have been better if he had brought Yuuji's stun gun. 】

But this was just a thought in his head. He ran here as soon as he got off the Shinkansen and just arrived at the Tokyo Tower. If he delayed his time to go home to get something, he might only see the body of Mizutani Kousuke when he arrived.

"Stop it! Mr. Motokami! It's not too late to turn back now. At most, it's life imprisonment. Don't make a mistake on top of a mistake!"

"Ha! It's the same as the lines in the movie. Little boy, you can't become an outstanding adult just by being passionate. Didn't your father teach you to stay away from danger?"

Motokami Kazuki aimed at the red wine on the table, pulled the trigger and screamed like a mental patient: "Beautiful! Full marks!"

"What's going on! This guy is a little abnormal now! Mr. Mizutani, do you know what's wrong with him!"

Covering his ears, Motokami Kazuki, who had almost turned the pistol into full automatic behind his back, was completely crazy, which made Conan feel distressed. At least most of the criminals in the past kept their sanity. This was the first time he encountered such a situation…

“I just heard Nanako say that Mr. Kazuki seemed to have mania and a little depression.”

Mizutani Kousuke rubbed his hair, still immersed in what had just happened, muttering to himself: “Nanako was…, I also used the achievements of Nanako and me…”

“Cheer up, you don’t expect me, a primary school student, to beat that psychopath with a gun!”

[Where did the confidence you had when you drank red wine just now go? ! You’re just a coward after all this time. ]

Suddenly, Conan found that the hinge of the elevator was turning, and his eyes lit up, as if he saw a savior.

[Great, it must be Yuji who brought reinforcements! Shit brother, it’s rare to be so reliable…]

Motokami Kazuki’s madness also eased a little. He shifted the muzzle of the gun to the elevator, ready to give a surprise the moment the door opened, but he didn’t notice that the primary school student with electric light flashing on his toes had already revealed a terrifying smile.

"Bang!"

There was an air explosion in the air, and a layer of condensation clouds appeared faintly. The football covered with lightning directly hit the arm of Motokami Kazuki with all its strength.

In the horrified eyes of Mizutani Kousuke, Motokami's right hand twisted 120 degrees and broke, swaying in the air, and even he himself seemed to be unaware of what had just happened.

[If Yuuji was here, he would definitely cover his hand and scream...]

(Yuuji: Ah!! My King's Power!!)

"Ahhhh!!" The screams of Ben Shangheshu echoed in the exhibition hall, and went down along the reinforced glass, and the adjacent floors could hear it clearly.

"Ding Dong!"

A white light slowly shot out from the dark exhibition hall. Conan looked at Matsumoto Kiyonaga who came out from inside, and prepared to go out and tell him what happened.

"I never thought that I would waste so much effort just to kill a clown like you."

A slightly younger voice came from under that fierce face. Conan's whole body tensed up, and his pupils shrank.

[This is not the voice of Manager Matsumoto, this guy... shit brother, you are still unreliable! ]

"Police... Tsk..." Ben Shangheshu looked up and wanted to hold the gun with his left hand, but before he got up, he felt a metal ring against the back of his head.

"Hey, this can't be a gun." He laughed twice in disbelief: "When will the Japanese police be able to kill people."

The head was pushed down again, and the murderer who had been ready to die finally became afraid.

He had the absolute advantage before, and because of his knowledge of the Japanese police, he dared to be so presumptuous, but the unfavorable situation now seemed to mean that he would definitely die here today.

"You can't kill me, you are a policeman!" Motokami Kazuki began to breathe heavily, and the sound of his breathing was very clear in Conan's ears.

"Bang~"

First there was the sound of gunfire, then the sound of something falling to the ground, a hint of gunpowder floating in the air, and a strong smell of blood, which clearly told Conan that Motokami Kazuki had been killed.