"Huh!"

Dark clouds piled up over Tokyo, and suddenly it rained, and Mori Kogoro ran to the betting office in a panic to buy betting tickets, looking at the scene of everyone holding umbrellas outside, and secretly cursed.

He didn't believe in any random sniping, of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to bring an umbrella, and it was obviously a sunny day before he came, and it only rained here.

God must be playing with him.

"Waltz was taken away by the police at the Kyoto Hotel and remained silent for all time, it is reported that ......"

The follow-up news of the sniper incident was still being broadcast on the TV next to him, and the truth of the revenge plan made by Hunter before his death was revealed, and he originally planned to force Waltz to Asakusa, Tokyo for a decisive battle after sniping Murphy.

Hunter chooses a place for Waltz to die, and if it goes according to plan, Waltz will be confused by the fake sniper point, and then self-righteously take the initiative to crouch in the designated place, ostensibly to fight back, but in fact to meet death.

Because the real sniper point of the prisoners is at the Suzuki Tower.

"Hmph, Sniper."

Maori Kogoro was not very happy, he originally thought that the prisoner was the same Carlos Lee, because he had fewer snipers than Hunt, so he challenged Hunt, but it turned out to be completely different.

Hunter actually took the initiative to let the apprentice kill himself.

Thinking that Gao Cheng had an independent office in the Metropolitan Police Department, Kogoro was in an even worse mood, and he temporarily committed a smoking addiction but found that he didn't bring a cigarette.

Nothing good today......

There is a vending machine outside the betting point, but there is not a pack of cigarettes left that he often buys, and he is about to change to a cigarette, but he accidentally collides with a passerby, the change is scattered on the ground, the wallet also falls into the puddle, and the betting horse tickets are all wet with water.

"Whoa!"

A sedan drove by, and the rain splashed high, giving Maori Kogoro a free shower as he reached for his wallet.

……

"Up! Come on, another dimension! Damn it! ”

"It's a dark nightmare that wins!"

"Lost again!!"

After returning to the detective agency with a gloomy face, Maori Kogoro turned on the TV to watch the last Marseille as soon as possible, but sure enough, he didn't hit, no matter how hard he shouted, he always ended up in the opposite direction.

"How much money did you bet?" Xiao Lan crossed her waist and appeared coldly in the back.

"The fourth and fifth tracks of the second half bet 1,000 yen each." Mori Kogoro didn't dare to be angry with his daughter, so he responded stupidly.

"Then Dad, you don't have pocket money this month."

Xiaolan looked resolute.

If it weren't for this old man, she would have gone to Shanghai for free, but she hadn't been to China since she was so old.

"But uncle," Conan picked up the horse racing ticket that was still on the coffee table by Kogoro, "isn't this pirate spirit of the seventh circuit hit?" 1st place in the 7th track, 100 times, buy 10,000 yen and win 1 million ......"

The uncle's eyes instantly widened: "One, one million?!" It's hard to come here, haha! ”

"That's not right," Xiaolan said strangely, "The other horse tickets are only bought for 1,000 yen, why is this 10,000?" And Dad, didn't you buy the fourth and fifth tracks? ”

The uncle recalled that when he picked up his wallet, he may have picked up someone else's horse coupon, but ......

"It's also possible that I bought the wrong one in a hurry, and the horse ticket is bearer," the uncle said with a smile, "Let's eat sushi for dinner today, let's go to the rice flower IROHA sushi restaurant next door." ”

“……”

Conan looked at his uncle with disdain.

The old man laughed so obscenely.

……

Joto Detective Agency.

Gao Cheng closed the curtain in advance, took the sniper rifle taken out of the system and checked it repeatedly, it was an ordinary AWM, there were no strange bonuses, the magazine was certainly not infinite ammunition, the capacity was 5 rounds in a single row, and the caliber was .338 Lapu Magnum, one shot into the soul, and the kind of 3-level head would not work.

There are several boxes of ammunition in the system, but it is almost difficult for him to run out, and it is not an automatic rifle, and it is useless to have too many bullets.

This sniper rifle is generally very good, it suits him very well, in addition to normal sniping, it can also be used for anti-materiel, such as against flying machines, and it can be ranked in the top 5 in the world sniper rifle at least.

Moreover, the AWM is very reliable and performs well even in extreme climatic conditions, so it can be said that it is not afraid to travel all over the world.

Gao Cheng couldn't put it down, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

Compared to the regular AWM, the F model also has a foldable stock.

It is not for nothing that Shuichi Akai uses this model of sniper rifle, and on the whole, it is more suitable for him than the sniper king Barrett sniper rifle.

Although Barrett has a large caliber and is very penetrating and lethal, the gun body is also much heavier, which is inconvenient to carry, and the recoil is also large.

The sniper rifle is still suitable, just like Hunter likes to use the MK11 that can shoot continuously.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunderstorm outside the window, and the rain spilled into the room through the cracks in the window, Gao Cheng hurriedly put down the sniper rifle and closed the window.

It's really strange today, it's raining inexplicably, is it because too many people have umbrellas?

"Didi!"

The garden called.

"Ah Cheng, you should be prepared, right? We're going to Shanghai next week. ”

"Next week?" Gao Cheng glared and said, "When did I say I was going to Shanghai?" ”

"This morning, you said that you would find a time to go to Shanghai after you were busy with the sniper case."

"I ......"

Gao Cheng has a hard time.

I thought about it, it seems to have said so, but I didn't have time to chat with the garden in the morning for the sniper case, so I replied casually.

"I know," Gao Cheng said helplessly, "There is nothing scheduled for next week, we can leave whenever we want." ”

"Great! I'll book my flight right away! Yuan Zi said happily.

Hearing the excited voice of the garden, Gao Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Forget it, it's okay to put it here in Tokyo for the time being, Curacao can help watch it.

He did want to go to Shanghai, where he happened to be before he came to Conan's World......

However, Conan still learned that there would be a sound.

……

"Huh?"

Outside the sushi restaurant next door to the Maori Detective Agency, Gao Cheng didn't call Conan and was about to come over to check on the situation, when he happened to see a police car taking the prisoner away at the door.

"It's so wonderful, Mr. Kogoro who is sleeping! Please accept me as a disciple!! I'll give you a discount on sushi money! ”

In the sushi restaurant, a chef wearing glasses excitedly asked his uncle, and his strange appearance immediately attracted Gao Cheng's attention.

Kannori Wakita......

Soon Gao Cheng figured out the cause and effect through Conan, and it was rare for the uncle to come back to the sushi restaurant for dinner, but he encountered an incident, and it was related to a million horse racing tickets.

An aunt's horse racing ticket was stolen by a thief, which made the uncle feel empty for a long time, but in the end it was found that it was not the same horse racing ticket, and the real prisoner was found under Conan's reasoning.

Kannori Wakida, Rum's third suspect is the new chef here, with rabbit teeth, rosacea, a Chinese face, a handful of mustaches under his nose, and an eye patch on his left eye.

He explained that he had a terrible thing in his left eye, and he could only be responsible for receiving guests until he was healed.

"Hey, Joto," Conan said depressedly as he looked at Gao Cheng, who was distracted, "I told you everything about this, but you came here, shouldn't it be because of this?" ”

"I'm going to Shanghai next week, so I probably won't be able to take care of this side," Gao Cheng withdrew his gaze from Kannori Wakida in the store, "Be careful, this chef is not an ordinary person." ”

Among the 3 suspects, Kan Wakida can be said to be the one who is the least like Rum, except for the problem of his eyes, whether it is image or personality performance, etc., which does not match Rum.

But there is a very strange thing about the world of reasoning, and the more it is not like it, the more likely it is.

"You must have seen him for the first time," Conan smiled awkwardly at his bold reasoning, "I don't think he's Rum, do you?" ”

Gao Cheng shook his head: "Although I'm not sure if it's Rum, it's definitely not simple, Curacao can't meet with him for the time being, help me pay attention." ”