When he returned home, Maori sat next to Maori Xiaowu, looking curiously at the magazine in Kogoro's hand, and his uncle's dissatisfied voice came into his ears: "Make a Heisei Express to take a dream and romantic trip, cut, it's just some old photos." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Eun, that's right!" Ye nodded in agreement, "It's like Master Kong's braised beef noodles will never have beef in them." ”

"Master Kong, what is that? Kogoro asked suspiciously.

。。。 I forgot that there didn't seem to be this kind of otaku special products in this time and space, and I waved my hands at night, "Ah, this is our children's snacks, and it's normal for you not to know, uncle." ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

Conan, on the other side, was crazy, rubbing his hands on his head. "No, I still don't know. Conan's action made Night think of a word, and he rubbed the dog's head angrily.

Mori Kogoro said as he flipped through the magazine, "Of course, what kind of number can be a signal? It's just something that someone forgot to take, really, you all found the police officers during the holidays." ”

"Dad!" Xiaolan said to Kogoro with a complaint, "Maybe Conan is right, that person was really forced to shoot, so maybe he secretly left the computer with Conan." ”

"Well, I said that this may be the National Highway 162 line, but it's too far away, and it's not very likely. ”

"Maybe it's a branch route of 162, but it's not necessarily. Xiaolan cheered Conan on the side, "Branch route?" Conan immediately looked through the map manual and checked the branch route of National Highway 162. First get close to the area, and then the S-shape. "Found it, this is it, Line 162 in Saitama. ”

Xiaolan also came over and looked at the map manual in Conan's hand, "Hey, has Conan found it, then Dad will ask you tomorrow." Xiaolan said yes, please, but the firm tone made Mori Kogoro have no room for rebuttal.

Early the next morning, Mori Kogoro was woken up by Koran and told him to rent a car to check the 162 line in Saitama Prefecture. Then knock on the door in turn to wake up Conan and Night.

Yawning at night, he walked out of his house with his waist straight. "Sister Xiaolan, I'm so sleepy, I won't go today. ”

The way the night looks now is worrying, I'm really afraid that he will fall asleep standing up. "Alright then, you can rest at home at night. Xiaolan said pitifully.

Xiaolan took Conan with her, Maori Kogoro just left, Maori swept away his exhaustion and tiredness at night, and he didn't mean to be sleepy at all. When he returned to his room, he first put a sand eagle in his waist, a tactical dagger on his back, two small bombs, and then the sniper rifle he captured last time, everything was ready, and after waiting for a while to make sure that Xiaolan and they were gone, he went out.

Ye remembered that the code on the computer was not to be read directly, so he typed the number on the computer, reversed it, looked at it over and over again, and finally knew the exact location, that is, the advertisement for the Heisei Express train in the magazine that his uncle read last night.

Maori arrived at the destination at night and made a round, where the shooting location was. Then I'm counter-firing the location. Night looks at the tall buildings around you. No, none of them are perfect anti-sniper spots.

In order to find the perfect spot, I even ran directly to the top of the building and stood on the edge to look out.

Found it, about 1000 meters ahead, that building is a good sniper spot. Carrying the weapon box at night, he trotted all the way to the building and quickly assembled the sniper rifle. The height of this building is higher than the opposite one, and everything on the opposite side is in his field of vision, although the distance is a little more than 1000 meters, but it also gives him plenty of time to leave, and it is generally a rare sniper spot.

Due to the distance, this sniper snatch Maori night is unfamiliar, and it needs to be played to test the performance. Bring a prepared silencer and fire a shot at the opposite building.

。。。。 Bullet holes... It's embarrassing that the night can't find the bullet hole he punched. At night, I sniped and searched everywhere, and finally found the bullet hole that had just been punched, and it was 8 meters off.

Night looked at the sniper snatch in his hand, full of black lines, this is too scummy. It's definitely not a matter of your own shooting skills, it's about this grab. "The maximum shooting distance of this snatch is 600 meters?" Muttered Maori in discontent. "Sure enough, there are no good things that are easy to get, and the next time you have money, you must buy a top-notch sniper rifle, which is equivalent to the rich. ”。

That's right, the night money is spent again, including honest events, buying bomb materials, and a mountain of music tapes.

After making adjustments, Maori Night fired another shot, and finally adjusted the deviation position, and everything was waiting for 1 o'clock. The night lay quietly on its stomach, like a piece of wood, motionless, waiting for a fleeting nirvana.

Conan on the other side also found the suspicious building on Saitama Route 162, "This is it! ”

"What? Maori Kogoro's face was full of decay, and he muttered in his heart: "When will this farce end?" ”

"Then Dad will trouble you to tell Officer Mumu. "Found the location, Xiaolan also said happily.

"Ah, why me. ”

"That's because uncle, you are a detective and have brilliant achievements, so Mr. Police Officer will believe you. Conan spared no effort to pat Maori Kogoro's ass.

Maori listened to the feeling of relief, and he didn't know where to put his hands, one time he put it on the steering wheel, and the other time he scratched the back of his head. "Merit, ah, hehe, I'm going to call. Maori went to the phone hall on the side of the road and called the warning hall. "Ah, let's go over there. ”

In the warning hall, Maori and the others sat down in turn, and their eyes stood in the front, "I called you here this time because a police officer and his girlfriend mysteriously disappeared while on vacation, and it was this man." Officer Mumu pulls out a photograph and puts it on the table and pushes it in front of Mori and Conan.

"That's the man. Conan recognized at a glance that the person in the photo was the coerced man he had seen that day.

"Sure enough, the fingerprints we collected on the computer also pointed to this result, this person is called Koichi Yamabe, who used to be a shooter in the Olympic Rifle robbery. Officer Mumu paced around the room. "It seems that the murderer grabbed Yamabe's girlfriend, Miss Eri, and then blackmailed Yamabe to shoot. ”

"It seems that Conan and Night are right. Mumu patted Conan's head encouragingly, "Hey, didn't that kid come with you at night?"

"Ah, I was going to come together, but I woke him up and fell asleep again, so just... "Xiaolan will explain it roughly.

"Ah, that's right. The eyes were clear, and then he said: "Then there is still a sniper location left, and we can't do it if we don't know this." Officer Mumu became distressed again.

"If it's a location, we know. The rest of the detective team excitedly told Officer Mumu where they had been found, and succeeded in surprising Mumu. The startled faces made them very proud.

"Is this the place?" said he came to National Highway 162 in Saitama Prefecture, "and sure enough, it's the shape of the river, okay, now that the location has been decided, what time is it?" ”

Mumu is now a little white.,I don't know anything.,I can't even think.,It's worthy of being a policeman in Conan's world.。

"I remember that when the balloon was shot, it was at 1 o'clock. Conan remembered the time when the balloon had been punctured. "And the date won't be too long, after all, the longer the detention officer is delayed, the greater the chance of exposure, they will definitely not procrastinate, I think it may be tomorrow." "The gross profit of driving is supplemented.

"Alright, I'll make the arrangements now. Mumu obeyed Maori's words, and immediately sent someone down to carry it out. "It's all up to tomorrow. ”

As for the night, if he was here, he would have shouted, "No, I remember shooting today, how could it be tomorrow." "But the night now doesn't know that the shooting time is not today, and is still waiting under the scorching sun, and this is destined to be a tragedy for the night who remembers the wrong time.

PS: I haven't had much interest in writing lately, so I may not update it tomorrow, so take a day off and recover. Just remember it once.