[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

I'd like to see how you will kill people under the double surveillance of me and the police!

"Next, let's enjoy the slideshow left by director Shumaki before his death!"

The host held the microphone and walked onto the central stage, then waved to the staff, and all the lights in the hall were dimmed immediately.

Conan:!

And this show? !

Worse, this dark scene, only relying on the pitifully weak light of the slides, except for the host on the stage, no one can see clearly.

Not to mention stopping Pisco from doing it.

Conan told Haibara to stay where he was and not to move, and then slowly moved towards the direction he remembered.

On the other side, the Megure Police Department, who also realized that the situation was not good, also directed the police officers brought along to search among the crowd.

Suddenly there was a muffled "poof", followed by another crash, like the sound of some large glass product breaking.

Ruo Muliang tilted his head, avoiding the shards of a chandelier flying towards him.

At the same time, a handkerchief floated danglingly to the top of Conan's head, covering his increasingly rounded forehead.

When the lights came on, Shigehiko Tonguchi was crushed under the huge crystal chandelier, blood flowed all over the ground, and the entire memorial service scene was in chaos in an instant.

The Mumu Police Department managed to control the situation in front of them.

Ruo Muliang looked at Conan with a dignified expression, and clicked his tongue.

That is to say, is there a possibility that Shigehiko Tunkou, the unlucky guy, died so simply and neatly just to help you improve your performance because of you?

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Ruo Muliang stood obediently and waited for the police's questioning. When Lao Pi's side was in the dark, he had already secretly stuffed a purple handkerchief over there, so he could survive the first wave of investigation for the time being.

"Sure enough, the older you get, the more useless you become."

Belmode looked at Shigehiko's dead body on the ground, then glanced at Kenzo Masuyama out of the corner of his eye, and lit a cigarette with a cold expression.

Ruo Muliang shrugged, silently agreeing.

To assassinate in front of so many people, poisoning is the best choice.Drug A is not the only poison in the organization. Black Death Wine tosses those poor captives every day, and there are many poisons that are fast and secretive.

Get a poisonous needle or something, stick it on the target, and it's over, isn't it?

What's the matter with showing off your marksmanship?Can your marksmanship surpass Gin or crush Shuichi Akai?

However, his skills have not regressed, at least not even Belmode noticed his small movements when he secretly kidnapped Ai Jiang in the chaos of war just now.

So, glasses are useless at all, didn't Masuyama Kenzo recognize Haibara Ai at a glance?

Ruo Muliang opened the small map and took a look, the little dot representing Ai Jiang was lying quietly in the underground wine cellar of the hotel.

The speed of the police's questioning was too slow, and Ruo Muliang was a little bored waiting, so he pulled out a chair and sat down.

As soon as the butt touched the edge of the stool, there was a click, and the legs of the stool broke directly. The movement here immediately attracted the attention of the police.

Megure Police Department: ...

Although brother Kudo called and said that this incident was a murder, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the security measures in this hotel were not in place, and things were in disrepair for a long time and he didn't know how to change them.

Not to mention the chandelier, look at this stool, isn't it broken even if it looks good?

The person in charge of the hotel standing next to the police wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, bowed down and apologized to Ruo Muliang.

Ruo Muliang waved his hand, his family knew about his own affairs, and the broken stool had nothing to do with the hotel.

He didn't want to sit down anymore, and stood obediently beside Belmode, poking Ai Jiang's first perspective.

At this time, Conan has already connected directly to the glasses worn by Huiyuan through the microphone on Dr. Ali's car, and directly suffocated Lao Baigan, a key prop for transformation, with Ai Jiang.

Haibara Ai:……

She tentatively opened the lid of the wine bottle, and took two steps back after being stimulated by the dry alcohol smell, with a suspicious expression on her face.

Just by smelling it, I feel that the wine is too strong, and I feel bored. Detective, do you want me to die?

"Hurry up, Haibara!"

Huiyuan sighed, then pinched his nose and took a big gulp, and then coughed choked by the spirits.

Ruo Muliang, who was watching the movie from a distance, suddenly collapsed in his expression management, [-] or [-] degrees of strong wine, just take a big sip?And he didn't blush or pant after drinking, and he could even sit at the table and clearly guess what the computer password Pisco left in the wine cellar was.

This amount of alcohol...

Ruo Muliang pouted, not wanting to speak.

Chapter 160 He is here, run quickly

The temperature of her body began to rise, and her heart felt the familiar scorching heat, as if a fire was raging in her body, igniting all the internal organs.

Hui Yuanai couldn't help screaming...

With a "bang", the door of the wine cellar was kicked open. A silver-haired man in a long black windbreaker appeared at the door of the wine cellar with an icy air, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around the inside of the wine cellar. every corner of the

With his hands in his pockets, Gin slowly walked to the fireplace, stared at the short brown hair on the ground, and sneered silently.

Inside the fireplace, there was a suppressed and trembling gasp.

"There's nothing here, let's leave early, brother."

"That's right."

Gin turned around, glanced at the dark fireplace meaningfully, then turned and left the wine cellar.

Inside the fireplace, Miyano Shiho gritted his teeth and used his hands and feet to barely support his body from sliding down, and slowly climbed towards the top position.

About 10 minutes later, Miyano Shiho tried his best to climb to the top of the chimney, and collapsed in the snowdrift on the roof. After panting for a while, he barely supported the wall and stood up.

There was a slight gunshot, and a bullet pierced her shoulder from back to front, and blood dripped down on the white snow.

Miyano Shiho supported the wall and looked back, when Gin Jiu's familiar figure appeared behind her at some point.

Yinchang held his gun straight, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold arc, and his deep voice seemed even colder in the snow that filled the sky.

"I miss you, Shirley."

He looked at the blood that was slowly accumulating at Miyano Shiho's feet, and smiled in satisfaction.

"See, the white snow flying in the wind in the dark, with the blood dripping on it, is so beautiful. Although your glasses and uniform are a bit ugly, they are quite suitable for a traitor who is about to go to hell of.

Actually, I originally wanted you to die in the dirty fireplace, but if you get dirty, the little lunatic probably has to do something. "

Miyano Shiho's pupils shrank, and the fear that suddenly rose in his heart immediately overwhelmed the pain of the gunshot wound on his shoulder, and even aroused a little will to survive.

She took a step back subconsciously, her eyes unconsciously aimed at the chimney she had climbed up before.

Gin Jiu shot her calf again, still with a penetrating wound.

Miyano Shiho fell to his knees in the snow with a plop.

At this time, Conan, who finally arrived, shot Gin in the shoulder with an anesthetic needle. Taking advantage of the distraction between gin and vodka, Miyano Shiho gritted his teeth, supported his body suddenly, and rolled towards the chimney go in.

Even if she falls to her death, she must not be made into a doll by that pervert Sangria!

Falling from a height, the strong impact made Miyano Shiho's mind dizzy for a moment, and then she suddenly felt something furry touch her cheek.

Miyano Shiho opened his eyes, it was... a spider! ! !

The fluffy thing that touched her cheek just now was a pure black palm-sized spider! !

Her hair stood on end for a moment, and a scream was forced back into her throat.

The gunshot wound and the negative buff brought by the fever seemed to have left her in an instant, and she almost moved back on her hands and feet, desperately avoiding the big black spider.

"Oh, Shiho, I wonder if you still remember me."

After getting rid of the policemen outside, Masuyama Kenzo couldn't wait to return to the wine cellar, and saw Miyano Shiho covered in injuries as soon as he entered the door.

He took out his pistol and squatted in front of Miyano Shiho.

"Sorry, ahhhhhh!"

The big black spider suddenly jumped up on the spot and directly hit Pisco's face. After a series of screams, Pisco fell to the ground with a bang.

It was impossible to tell whether he was unconscious or dead.

Miyano Shiho instinctively wanted to continue running away, but it seemed that Shirogan's effectiveness just ended at this time. She just managed to support her upper body, and she returned to the appearance of Haibara Ai in a burst of familiar burning pain.

The spider slowly crawled up in front of her, opened its mouth, and let out a human voice.

"I found you, little sister~"

It's the voice of sangria! ! !Haibara Ai's pupils trembled, and she would never forget the voice of this person who dared not even dream of nightmares.

Is this spider his robot?

"Huiyuan!"

Conan ran to Huiyuan's side, and stretched out his hand to help the bruised Huiyuan Ai.

"It's alright, as expected, Kenzo Masuyama is Pisco. He..."

"Quick...run. He, he's here...go."

Seeing that Conan still wants to perform the reasoning technique of time-pause, Haibara is eager to swear.

As long as she can still move now, she will split the head of a detective to see if there is nothing but reasoning inside.

She exhausted her last bit of strength and gave Conan a warning.It's just that she was too weak, and her voice sounded even weaker than that of a mosquito.

"Sang... Sangria, at..."

Conan gasped. Although he had only met Sangria once, in his heart, this person was even more dangerous than Gin.

Conan made a decisive decision, and picked up the unconscious Haibara Ai in an 800-meter sprint.

A red light flashed in the eyes of the black spider robot, and then quickly moved its eight legs, crawled to a dark corner, and then fell apart into parts with a bang.

In the next second, Gin covered his wound and landed from the chimney. When he saw Pisco lying on the ground, he clenched his teeth angrily.

This old dog won't be killed by Shirley who is covered in injuries, right? jj.br>

"Brother! He passed out."

"waste!"

Gin raised his gun and smashed Pisco's forehead with one shot, then signaled with his eyes for vodka to smash all the wine bottles on the surrounding shelves, and then shot again, causing the wine cellar to fall into raging fire.

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On the Porsche 356A, Gin pressed the gunshot wound on his right hand with a gloomy face.

It was after he found out that he was under anesthesia, in order to stay awake.

"This Pisco is really good-for-nothing. He was photographed when he was shooting. Fortunately, I helped him deal with the handkerchief issue."

Ruo Muliang sat next to Sister Bei, holding his chin and complaining.

Belmode asked vodka to send her to the alley near the temporary hotel, turned around and got off the car.

Vodka turned the car around, kicked the accelerator to drive to the nearest safe house, waited for Gin Jiu and Ruo Muliang to get out of the car, and turned around again.

He also needs to deal with subsequent troubles.

For example, Tunguchi Shigehiko’s family and Masuyama Kenzo’s residence, etc.

Bomb scrubbing is indispensable.

After Gin Jiu arrived at the safe house, he finally stopped insisting on staying awake. He staggered and pressed the gunshot wound on his arm, and then fell headfirst on the sofa in the safe house.

Ruo Muliang rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, and after treating the wound, he looked at Gin thoughtfully.

"Qin sauce?"

He tentatively stretched out his finger and poked the gin that had temporarily fallen asleep.

How long does Conan's anesthesia injection last?

I'm not sure, but seeing that Kogoro wakes up every time it's time, I guess it won't last too long.

He looked at Yin Changzhi, who knew nothing about the outside world, and at the Transfiguration on the skill panel, and let out a hey laugh.

If gin was turned into a small animal, what would it be?

Ruo Muliang took out his mobile phone and asked Moran to hack the camera in the safe house, so that even if Qin Jiu woke up to watch the surveillance, he would only see Sangria sitting next to him and playing with his mobile phone.In the next second, a faint white light shone on Gin Jiu who was in a coma, his body was slowly elongated in the halo, and then a slender silver wolf with a snow-white body without a trace of variegation appeared in the pitch black on the sofa.