Seeing that Kamikawa hung up the phone instantly, Gray Yuan was a little worried.

"With Edogawa's character, he will definitely go to Pisco by himself." That guy from Kudo Shinichi still doesn't understand the organization, and he doesn't know what kind of behemoth the organization is. As soon as you encounter something related to the organization, you will go up, and you can't stop it.

If it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be exposed. At that time, not only himself, but also his relatives and friends around him will be liquidated by the organization.

Why didn't he understand?

"Don't worry about him, if nothing happens, we'll just be here to watch." Conan is the guy with the protagonist's aura protector, who can let the Grim Reaper himself die?

Is it Gin or Lord Yama?

"But why are we guarding here?"

"I locked the door of the cellar and couldn't open it from the inside. And the exit inside the cellar is only the fireplace, and if you find that you are not in the cellar, the pisco you said will inevitably go to the rooftop to check if you have slipped through the fireplace. ”

With a click, Kamikawa instantly assembled the last part of the sniper rifle.

"When the time comes, things will be very simple."

Ash Hara looked at the top floor of the wine cellar, where the snow covered the ground, like a piece of pure land, without the slightest human footprint.

The black Porsche came from afar, and the vodka looked at the tracking signal on the computer as they approached, "Big brother, this is it." ”

"Hmph, Pisco is really old, not only did he not finish the killing, but he was actually entangled by the police." Looking at the old museum in front of him, Gin smiled solemnly, "Since that's the case, let's let him live a little longer first, and let's deal with the woman who betrayed the organization first,"

......

"Shinichi, do you have a clue?" Dr. Asa was worried.

As you get older, you can see more things. Being able to develop this drug that makes people's bodies smaller is enough to imagine what kind of behemoth that black-clothed tissue is. Shinichi wants to find the clues of that organization with his own strength, like an ant trying to overturn a city wall, it's too difficult.

But he clearly knew Shinichi's character, and the information of the drug and the clues to the enlargement of his body were in front of him, and he couldn't persuade him, and he couldn't persuade him.

Conan held the handkerchief with the memorial service written on it, and said in a firm tone: "I have asked Officer Twilight to leave the seven suspects who received the handkerchief of this color, and now all I have to do is to find Pisco from those seven people!" ”

"When the time comes, just tell Officer Twilight who the murderer is, and then the police arrest him, and you can get information about that organization from his mouth!"

"But ......," Dr. Asasa said.

How can such a tight organization be arrested and obtain information?

Seeing Conan pondering, Dr. Asa turned on his computer to browse the news of the memorial service on the website, hoping to provide him with a little help.

"Shinichi, look at this!" Dr. Asa put the computer in front of Conan, "This is a photo taken by a reporter in the middle of the venue, look at the back!" ”

In the corner of the photo, an old man with white hair is facing the ceiling, as if holding something.

Lightning flashed through his mind, and Conan hurriedly picked up the fragment of the art lamp rings he picked up from the ground, and under the cover of the handkerchief, the fluorescent ground emitted a faint light.

"I see! He's Pisco! “

Conan was about to call Officer Twilight when he was suddenly stopped by Dr. Asasa.

"Shinichi, look there!"

Not far from the side of the road, a black Porsche pulled up on the side of the road, and gin and vodka in a black trench coat got out of the car.

Conan's expression was grim, where are they going!

Before he could call Officer Twilight, Conan quickly jumped out of the car and quietly followed them.

Open the door of the underground cellar and gin and vodka step inside. After checking twice, the cellar was empty except for the computer on the table.

"Big brother, no one."

Gin picked up the computer on the table, and the signal came out of the computer.

He looked around, then looked at the fireplace and smiled, "It doesn't seem to be here, let's go." ”

Conan hid far around the corner and let them in, trying to sneak up on the door to hear their plan. But hearing the sound of footsteps coming from that side, he hurriedly clung to the wall, slowing his breathing and heartbeat to avoid being discovered by them.

But he saw the footsteps gradually approaching, and went up the stairs next to him.

The footsteps faded away, and Conan was emboldened to walk into the cellar they had just visited.

In the wine cellar, the computer is still in place, and when he sees the computer, Conan seems to see the light of hope.

If this is the computer of that organization, then is there any hope that he can get the information of that organization or the research data of that drug from the computer?

A feeling of joy welled up in his heart, and he silently approached the table, looking at the password hint on it, and he pondered the answer to his question.

"It's coming!"

Listening to what he heard in the headphones, Kamikawa instantly held the sniper rifle and paid full attention.

In the distance, Gin pushed open the door of the rooftop, and the eyes were snow-white, the snow was spotless, and there was no trace of anyone setting foot on it.

He was about to frown when suddenly a strong sense of crisis came, and before he had time to look back, he quickly dodged in, and a bullet with a cold light grazed his arm and shot into the ground.

The sky began to snow, and bright red blood splashed to the ground, like red plums blooming in the snow.

Covering his injured arm, he looked grim. The murderous aura was released without reservation, making the voice of the vodka hiding next to him tremble.

"Great. Eldest brother... It's okay......"

The bullets flying from a distance were too caught off guard, and Vodka was a little lucky, fortunately it was the eldest brother who walked out first, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to dodge this sudden sniper.

"Dodge."

I didn't hit the gin, and Kamikawa was a bit of a pity. Should it be said that it is worthy of gin, such a crisis sensing ability is really strong, and this nerve reflex speed is really one in a million!

He aimed for the heart, only to glove his arm, and it didn't take a second from the time he pulled the trigger to the time the bullet hit the ground, but Gin dodged it!

It's almost impossible to miss a second bullet if you miss a second shot.

Although he felt that it was a pity, Kamikawa's face did not change. Adjusting his position, he calmly continued to aim.

Gin had his back against the wall, and he knew where the bullet was coming from, but he couldn't see the other man's movements without showing his head from this position.

But as soon as it appeared, there was only one result!

The temperature around me became colder and colder, so cold that vodka shivered.

He began to think carefully about the events of the day. Starting from the hair he picked up in the car, to the locator, this link is like a bureau that leads him into the urn.

Even Pisco was involved, and what he said about catching Shirley was a complete hoax.

And the killer weapon of the other party is the sniper hidden in the distance!

An uncontrollable figure in a knitted hat appeared in his mind, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Let's go! Back to the cellar! ”