Conan's Refusal to Confess

She raised her chin, "Take him to find his Santana and stuff it in."

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"Put him in his Santana."

Noriko Amamiya waved her hand, and the eight bodyguards rushed forward, pinning the Santana man to death.

"Hey——!! If you don't drink, don't drink, don't you need to call someone?!"

The Santana man continued to yell, but was pressed tightly against the wall by the seven big men, and his face was rubbed against the wall, barely struggling.

"Oh? You didn't look like I said you wouldn't drink just now. Do you want to force me to go to the bar, or go directly to the hotel?"

Noriko Amamiya admired his tragic situation from the side, and directed a person to search out the mobile phone from him, and the rest seemed to be nothing, and said casually while fiddling with the mobile phone.

"You still need a password?"

At the current level of technology in the world of Conan, most mobile phones are unlocked by pressing the pound key or the green call button while pressing the menu, purely to prevent accidental touches.

This guy's password actually requires four digits, and it seems that only numbers can be entered.

But she didn't even bother to think about how many combinations of four digits, 10 numbers and four digits, 1, so she just asked him, "What's the password?"

Santana seemed to think of something, and a frightened expression suddenly appeared on his face, but he would rather die than say anything.

"Is it a fluke?"

Noriko Amamiya narrowed her eyes slightly, easily seeing through his thoughts.

That's basically the same. Gin probably didn't come towards me this time, and it should be by the way when I found out that I had a motorcycle.

Then...

Noriko Amamiya looked at him with a chuckle, but the charming smile of the beauty shattered the luck in Santana's heart infinitely.

He vaguely sensed that this woman was extremely similar to that organization in terms of danger!

"you…"

Asking the bodyguard to stand aside to keep a distance, Noriko Amamiya looked at the Santana man who dared not move unless he was held down.

Noriko Amamiya parted her thin lips, and said with a soft smile, "You should know what will happen if you betray the organization's information, right?"

The Santana man was sweating profusely, trying to explain nervously; "I, I know, I was just fascinated for a while——"

"Shh-"

Noriko Amamiya raised a slender index finger with a charming smile, "What's the password?"

"0304..."

From her tone, Santana felt that this was his last chance, as if if he didn't take the initiative to confess, the other party would let him die on the spot.

To be honest, there is still a chance of life, right? ! !nah!

Amamiya Noriko looked at his infinitely dilated pupils because of fear, and after trying the correct password, she smiled in satisfaction, "Think carefully, what else should I explain."

"...No, really no, my lord, I—"

Halfway through the speech, Noriko Amamiya waved his hand, and the bodyguards rushed up, making him unable to move or speak.

"Throw it back on his Santana."

"Yes! Miss."

The leader waved his hand, and the eight bodyguards carried him to the parking lot to look for the Santana sedan.

He could vaguely hear him screaming with all his strength at the end, "You are amazing! If you have the ability to single out————————————————”

"Could it be that I still want to talk about martial arts?"

Amamiya Noriko curled her lips and looked at the dazed old man next to him, "Did you see it all? He is a bad guy, and he wanted to strike up a conversation and threaten me. I just stuffed him back into his car."

"... "

The uncle waved his hand to show that he couldn't be offended. He thought that the cute little girl was as easy-talking as the previous one, but in fact, this girl was a little bit better than the eldest lady.

Seeing a job in a parking lot is too embarrassing for his old bones.

Noriko Amamiya spread her hands and glanced into the parking lot.

The eight bodyguards stuffed the Santana man into the white Santana sedan, and as soon as the door was closed, he turned around and left without any muddling.

A new bodyguard expressed a little confusion, "It's really miserable to offend that young lady, but why did you just stuff it into the car in the end?"

The leader glared, "What do you think? Our security company is only responsible for the rental of security personnel, and we don't do illegal things!"

"Makes sense. Makes sense."

The eight bodyguards left with professional steps.

In the black Porsche on the side, Vodka watched the eight bodyguards who pulled the target person over and threw them into the car, but then left directly, so he had no choice but to put back the gun that was originally taken out.

"Brother, what do they mean? It sounds like it has nothing to do with us."

Qin Jiu was already mentally prepared for any situation, put away his gun calmly, and said calmly, "Don't be careless."

Judging from what he heard, it seemed that the target person offended their eldest lady.