There should be nothing wrong with what you think about at night, Conan thought to himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Then the most suspicious camera is the one that can see the front stand and shoot the gangsters who have taken the money and left several times, but then quickly moved away.

The No. 13 machine in the rear stand, yes, is where it is.

13, what an unlucky number.

Bang! Two bags outside the house slammed heavily on the ground.

"Mr. officer, we have raised 100 million yuan, but the remaining 900 million... The person in charge said anxiously, it is impossible to raise 1 billion in 45 minutes!

"That's no way, let's use scrap newspapers to disguise the rest first, and now the time is almost up, let's send the money to the 11th goal first." Mu Mu said helplessly, the most important thing is to stabilize the gangsters first.

"That eye-catching officer, I found out!" Night ran over with a smug face and a flattering face.

The eyes widened his face, what is this little ghost going to do, why did he come up again.

"Now that we're busy, you don't come here to make a mess and help me. Mu Mu said angrily.

Ye tilted his head and looked at the money bags stacked behind him: "That police officer, haven't you figured it out? There is no way to collect 1 billion in a short period of time, but the gangsters still make such a request even though they know it, don't you have a little doubt?"

"Uh. He was stunned for a moment, then thought about it carefully, and knew that he couldn't raise it, so he still proposed 1 billion yuan. "Does that mean that he will not come to the No. 11 goal to withdraw money in the end, 1 billion yuan is just to divert the attention of the police, the real purpose is to find an opportunity to escape. Mu Mu analyzed it carefully.

"Officer Mumu, have you forgotten one thing? "Night Road.

"Uh, what's the matter?"

"The gangsters have said that if the money is not collected at the end, they will shoot a spectator. Ye said with a solemn expression.

This is what the gangsters want, if this gangster really has a grudge against the Japanese TV station, he will definitely talk about it and deliberately smear the Japanese TV station. What do you say that the daily sales TV station didn't even take out a penny, and watched a viewer die because of them.

"What!" Muku's eyes widened as he thought of the worst-case scenario, "You mean to say that the gangsters were trying to shoot someone in the first place?"

The person in charge looked at it in the same shock, how could this be, he decided to shoot a person at the beginning, did he treat a group of us as a waiter? I was angry and helpless at the same time, I was really aggrieved.

But in the next second, what the night said made their eyes light up.

"But I've already figured out the murderer's location! Conan only found out when I reminded him, right, Conan. As soon as I turned around at night, I found that there was Conan behind him.

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If so, Conan's guy must be ready to catch that gangster. Why did you rush to it like that, and call yourself out, will you die? It's so capricious, dare to do this just because you have a tranquilizer gun, it's damn good.

The night was in a hurry, ignoring the police and the people from the daily TV station who were waiting in front of him, and rushed directly to the gate guard and ran towards the stadium again.

Seeing Maori's nervous expression, there was no need to think that something must have happened. Thinking of not wanting to give an order: "Speed up with the night, he must have discovered the exact location of the gangster." ”

After the incident, Mu Mu wondered why he would give such an order so decisively at that time. The other party is obviously still a child, why do you trust the other party so much? Is it because of that guy Kogoro Maori?

Night ran all the way, took out his fastest speed, and ran to the No. 13 machine in the back stand. This must be able to catch up.,Although Conan has a halo to protect.,It's hard to ensure that the aura will have quality problems.,Now it's very common for things to have quality problems.。

Slowly approaching the No. 13 machine, I saw a man wearing a white-gray knitted hat, a gray trench coat, and a headset earpiece on his ear. There was a camera in front of him, but now he didn't have the time to look at the camera, and now there was an annoying imp behind him.

This obstructive imp rushed up and said that he found out that he was a gangster, haha,,, he really guessed correctly, but so what, it's just a little ghost. I didn't know who to kill, but now it seems that someone has chosen someone.

Conan held the tranquilizer gun behind his back and was ready, as long as he caught the moment the gangster took the gun and fired the tranquilizer gun, the gangster would definitely not react.

This is Conan's inner thoughts at the moment, but when it comes to implementation, something goes wrong. It seems that his tranquilizer gun happened to be shot at the gangster's pistol。。。。。 Because it is placed in underwear, the height is high when it is taken out, and it just blocks the neck. Conan's tranquilizer needle was directly blocked, and then he was tragic, without the tranquilizer gun, he had no ability to resist at all.

At night, Conan's embarrassment was also discovered, but he was too far away to catch up. It all seemed slow, but it was just a moment. It only took a few seconds for the gangsters to take the gun and Conan to shoot the tranquilizer gun, which was simply not enough time to arrive at night.

It's so damning, if only something could smash it through.

Xu heard the call of the forehead, and a ball flew across the border and flew straight towards him.

Bang! Caught it with both hands, and without stopping, it was slammed in the direction of Conan.

The soccer ball smashed to the ground, and the force continued to shoot in the direction of Conan, at this moment Conan and the gangster seemed to be talking about something, and did not notice that a ball was rapidly approaching them.

"Conan! catch!" shouted Night as the ball was about to arrive, reminding Conan.

Conan looked at the flying soccer ball, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the horsepower of his shoes fluctuated, turning it to the maximum. A kick volleyed the football in the face of the gangster, and he fainted directly.

Conan quietly looked at the fallen gangster, the lenses reflecting a strange white light, full of pressure.

This is the first time that Night and Conan have worked together perfectly, and it seems to be the only way. A group of policemen in the back watched it, and the night could not use firearms and weapons, and using a flying soccer ball was the best choice. Of course, if things come to the point of last resort, he will choose to use firearms covertly.

It's really timely not to fly over the ball just now, and today's self is making his wish come true? By the way, the night suddenly thought of one thing, that is, when he came, he poisoned Conan a wave, thinking that he would act arbitrarily with a tranquilizer gun, and something would definitely happen, but now I see that something really happened, if it weren't for myself Conan would have hung up.