Chapter 155: Anger
Bang!
There was no doubt that Conan was beaten by Maori Kogoro and the hood in his hand was snatched away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Hahaha. "The night on the side, happy laughter.
Bang!
Mori Kogoro: "Seeing that you are smiling so happily, I will give you a punch." β
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"Damn mustache. "Silent recitation in the heart of the night.
Then Ye Tian shamelessly came to Conan, just gloating, and now he ran over to look like a good brother. Conan, who watched it, looked disgusted. "What are you doing here? Didn't you laugh at me just now? Die that heart, I won't tell you anything. β
Night: "Don't do this, didn't I just confuse Maori Kogoro? Or would he have beaten me? Everything I did was to bear the pain with you." β
Conan looked at him speechlessly, dare not be shameless, how can people be shameless to such a point, it is really a dog.
After that, no matter how much Night asked, Conan just wouldn't reply to him.
Night soon approached, and the sky began to scatter light rain.
Under this light rain, a man walked out of a bathhouse somewhere. He has shoulder-length hair and wears a loose brown-and-yellow bathrobe and white slacks. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked leisurely.
That's right, he was the security guard of the bank, and he seemed to be in a good mood today, and he even ran out to take a shower.
But he didn't notice that a black Porsche 356A was slowly approaching behind him. The car drove slowly, but it quickly caught up with the man walking in front of him. At this time, the man in the bathrobe turned his head to look at the Porsche on the side, and his heart was secretly unhappy. Damn, when this limelight is over, Lao Tzu will take out the 1 billion yuan, and he will not be able to buy any car at that time.
In the man's thoughts, the car window slowly opened, revealing a man with a Chinese face and black sunglasses in front of him. The man gave a cruel sneer, pulled out a pistol, and aimed it straight at him.
Poof!
"Huh!?" the man was shot dead by a pistol before he could scream.
After the shooting, the Porsche started again and continued to drive slowly.
The Porsche drove unhurriedly as if none of this had happened. Killing people is as easy as drinking water for them, it's all too normal.
If Conan had been present at this time, he would have recognized that the guy with sunglasses was the guy who made his body smaller in the first place.
And if he was there at night and saw a Porsche 356A, he would definitely be eager to put the toys he had been making for a long time in their car.
Shortly thereafter, Porsche stopped at an apartment. A few minutes later, another robber was killed in a rented house in the apartment, shot in the heart.
As he was leaving, a cold, silver-haired man took out a lipstick and threw it on the ground.
At noon the next day, the Maori Detective Agency received news from the eye.
Xiaolan was surprised and said, "Ah, a robber has been killed." β
Mori Kogoro had just returned, loosening his elastic tie. Seeing that Xiaolan cared so much about this matter, she said casually: "Yes, die in your room." I remember what the name of the one who died in his room was Shiro Peizuka, who used to be a race car driver. β
Ye suddenly realized, immediately understood something, and nodded fiercely: "So that's the case, no wonder I didn't catch up with that guy, it turned out to be for a reason." "Let's just say how can I not catch up, it turns out that all the reasons are here.
Conan ruthlessly revealed the shortness of the night: "I remember that last time someone seemed to have come to a one-centimeter long jump, and now he said that he could catch up with others. Tsk tsk, I'm not ashamed. β
The night face turned black in an instant, and Conan was pouring salt on the wound that he didn't care about healingγγγγγγ No, it should be a bloody wound that should be spilled, it hurts!
Mori Kogoro continued: "Not only was he killed, but the bank security guard with long hair in a shawl was also killed, and I think he must have been an accomplice. By the way, the police also found a sketch of the bank's layout and a timetable for the operation of the cash truck from Peizuka's room. In addition, the police also found a lipstick in his room, and after verification, the lip print left on the mask was used in this lipstick. Besides... β
At this time, Ye grabbed ahead of Mori Kogoro and said, "Besides, that lipstick and the bank staff member Masami Hirota used the same lipstick, right?"
Being interrupted by his wonderful reasoning, Maori Kogoro was very unhappy, and only after a long time did he snort: "That's right, it's really the same, she left the bank under the pretext of eating, and then took a detour to the back of the bank and joined the action of Peizuka and them." And yesterday, Masami Hirota had quit her job at the bank, and she didn't know where to go. I think the last robber must be her, yes. Now just wait for the police to catch her, and the case can be closed. β
Xiaolan sighed a little helplessly: "But why did Miss Yami rob the money." β
Obviously she was fine yesterday, but today she has become a criminal who robs and kills, and this change makes Xiaolan a little uncomfortable.
Mori Kogoro took a sip of the tea on the table: "Who knows? But according to the investigation, Masami Hirota has only been working in this bank for half a year, which is a very short time. β
Conan: "She came to work at this bank first to find out the news. So to speak, uncle. β
Mori Kogoro nodded: "That's right, I wanted to say that for a long time." β
Everything seems to be unraveled now, but Conan is still puzzled, always feeling that something is not right, but what is it?
At the moment when Conan was just trying to figure it out, a small hand suddenly slapped him on the shoulder. Conan was taken aback, he was even frightened of his clear thoughts, and he was about to come up with it, damn it!
Turned around and looked at the night viciously: "What are you doing!"
Ye looked at Conan with some surprise, why did he look at his expression so fiercely?: "I just want to say that everything is settled, and you don't have to think about it here." But I don't appreciate your appearance, I think I'd better go back to my room and sleep. β
As he spoke, he walked to his room relaxedly. As soon as he entered the room, the relaxed appearance of the night quickly faded, replaced by solemnity and anger. The relaxed expression just now was all pretended to show Conan, and no one knew the gravity of the situation better.
In this incident, the black-clad organization is full of figures. But this is at most to make the night feel solemn, and it will not be angry. The reason why he is angry is because Gin he did too much!
The hood with lip prints, and the lipstick in Hiro Peizuka's bedroom, these are no coincidences.
All of this is to push the charge of this 1 billion yuan robbery on her head.
Gin is Masami Hirota, not now it should be called Akemi Miyano. He is going to drive Akemi Miyano to a dead end, and there is no chance of survival.
Her end is already doomed, not killed by gin. It was caught by the police and sentenced to death.
1 billion yuan, and two lives... No one can save them. There is only one way left for her, and that is death...
With a face full of anger, Ye took out a long-collected sand eagle and silently inserted it behind his waist: "Gin, get ready to meet my anger!" (To be continued.) )