No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Gin was expressionless, raised his pistol, and cut a hole in Pisco's temple neatly:

"Sorry, that gentleman didn't forgive you."

Vodka has no doubts about this.

What the boss said, that's what, absolutely can't be wrong.

Gin kills against the order, feeling a little dry mouth, took out a cigarette from the box.

With the sea breeze blowing, the flames flickered.

He shook it vigorously, raised his hand to cover it, and lit a cigarette.

The lighter was off, but the smoke was still there.

Gin took a sip and exhaled incoherent smoke:

"Throw it into the sea and feed the fish."

"Okay, boss!"

Vodka deftly untied the rope and kicked Pisco into the sea.

The surging waves wrapped the body and took it to an unknown distance.

……

At this time, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was on his way back to Rice Flower City.

He knew that Dr. Li was with Conan, so he didn't take the Beetle.

In order to avoid the matter of living in Dr. A Li's house, the elementary school students will find out.

When the taxi pulled into the downtown area, he suddenly received another call from Jinjiu.

Huh, what's the situation?

Suzuki Joe Bridge paid for the driver to park here.

After making the call, it is not too late to take other taxis back.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"I've dealt with Pesko, do you need the position of his corpse to improve performance?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Boss, your good intentions are accepted, but I'm afraid it's not good. Pisco's affairs are out of my control. If even the body is found, it's too coincidental, and it's easy to arouse suspicion from others."

"Okay, that's fine."

"Wait a moment!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stopped Gin and interrupted:

"Boss, can I ask you something?"

Chapter 211

"Boss, can I ask you something?"

"what?"

Suzuki Joe Bridge seized the opportunity to confirm:

"Chrissy Wynyard, is it Belmod?"

Gin is thoughtful, neither admitting nor denying:

"In order to facilitate the work, the members of the organization will have hidden identities, so there is no need to get to the bottom of it."

Such remarks obviously cannot satisfy Suzuki Qiaoqiao:

"But she knows who I am, and I don't know who she is, it's not fair!"

Gin chose to avoid this topic and asked:

"Why do you think that that person is Belmod?"

"It's very simple, boss, didn't you say that she just came back from the United States."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao's tone was firm, and he wanted to make a judgment based on the other party's reaction:

"There is only such an American at the scene, so just ask."

Gin paused and gave a vague answer:

"Daughter Hong, I'm very optimistic about you, but don't inquire about these things. The more you know, the better it is."

"Okay, then I won't ask."

The call ended in a less pleasant atmosphere.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao returned home and took out the key to open the door.

There was no light in the living room, and Dr. Li still hadn't come back.

It is estimated that he and Conan went after the gin.

Haibara Ai was sitting on the bed, holding a fashion magazine in her hand.

Seeing her boyfriend enter the door, she greets her and sees:

"How's it going?"

Suzuki Joe Bridge took off his black coat and hung it on the shelf:

"Peace succeeded in assassinating Congressman Tunkou, but his identity was exposed, he took the hostages and escaped, and was silenced by Gin afterwards. Belmod, suspected of using the pseudonym Chris Wynyard, participated in the memorial service, but did not take action during the whole process."

These two pieces of information can be described as important information.

Even the Japanese police did not know Pisco's whereabouts, let alone Belmod's true identity.

Haibara Ai embraced him with open arms, her face pressed against the bottom:

"Darling, thank you for your hard work."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao reached out and rubbed her hair and smiled:

"Damn, what is this, as long as you are safe."

Hai Yuanai raised his head and stared into his eyes:

"What is Pisco's position? Maybe you can find other information about the organization through this thread."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was a little unsure, moved his gaze to the upper right corner, and recalled:

"It seems that he is the chairman of a car company, and Mu Shisan also calls him Chairman Moriyama."

Haiyuan Ai nodded, ready to go to the basement to turn on the computer:

"Go take a shower first, and I'll check before the organization destroys the data."

"it is good."

Going to the Cuphu Hotel in the afternoon is overtime, and it is indeed a bit tiring.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao went to the bathroom to take a shower, and the rushing water swept away the fatigue of squeezing.

After washing, he changed into pajamas and went to the basement:

"Xiao Ai, is there anything to gain?"

Haibara Ai turned around and shook his head:

"The organization moved very quickly, and the company's assets began to be transferred in large quantities. At present, several overseas bank accounts have been traced, and there is no more information for the time being."

Suzuki Joe Bridge sat on the chair and hugged his girlfriend.

The scent of the shampoo, poured straight into the nose:

"If you can't trace it, don't force it. Safety is the top priority now, and everything else is secondary."

Hai Yuanai lowered her head and hummed, her cheeks inexplicably flushed:

"You hit me."

……

The next day.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao arrived at the Mihua Metropolitan Police Department and clocked in to work.

Before his ass was warm, he was called to the office by Minister Odakiri.

"Dong dong."

"Come in."

Suzuki Joe Bridge gently closed the door and asked:

"Minister, what's the matter with me?"

The other party took out a document from the folder and put it on the table.

Then he raised his chin and motioned for him to check for himself.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao understood and walked over.

There are pictures, text and notes on it, and the records are very detailed.

"Time: November 11 at 29:20."

"Location: The underground parking lot of Cuphu Hotel, near the elevator."

"Discoverers: Megumi Shisan, Takagi Shibu."

"The content is Morse code, and the translation is as follows."

"Content 1: What happened to Campbell Mazer?"

"Content 2: Leave his current situation and contact information in the bottom right corner of the fifth page of the Tokyo Daily tomorrow."

"Take a picture and leave the background 1." "Take a picture and leave the background 2."

Even though there are only two sentences translated, there is a lot of information.