Chapter 288: The Past of New York (8) The Enemy of Las Vegas
"What?" When Shinichi's faint voice came to this conclusion, everyone present was stunned.
"This ...... Impossible, right? Yukiko looked at Shinichi in a daze, with an incredible expression on her face, "Among the four of them...... There is a murderer? ”
"That's right." Shinichi sneered and said, "The golden apple that attracts people's desires is still a disaster like in Greek mythology, isn't it?" ”
"But......" Yukiko hurriedly caught up with Shinichi, "You also saw it just now, in the hall on the second floor, there is indeed a red light shooting towards the stage!" If it was one of them...... You mean! Yukiko suddenly came to her senses and looked at Shinichi in surprise.
"That's right." A faint smile appeared on Shinichi's face, "How can the speed of light be caught up with our naked eyes?" In other words, we just saw a red light from the sight there, and we couldn't see the direction of the light at all, could we? ”
"Uh...... What are you talking about? Looking at Kudo's mother and son, who seemed to be playing dumb riddles, Radixiu's forehead couldn't help but have a bead of sweat, and he said a little speechlessly.
"That is, officer." Shinichi turned his head and smiled slightly, "That laser didn't shoot from the balcony on the second floor to the stage, but from the stage to the balcony. In order to make people mistakenly believe that the murderer fired from the upper floor. ”
"Look here again." Shinichi led everyone to the backstage, which is also where Shinichi chased Charlotte, seeing this, Shinichi couldn't help but think of one more thing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
Before the show began, it appeared that a pair of armor had fallen off the top of his head......
"There's a crack in the floor here that has been cut by a sharp blade." Shinichi squatted down slightly, looking at the marks on the floor, "There is a silk with a nail next to it, in other words, this murderer only needs to cut the silk with a sharp blade or a blade on his shoe, and the armor that almost hit us will fall off......"
"You're saying that the armor fell off on purpose?" Xiaolan was taken aback and couldn't help but be afraid for a while.
Shinichi smiled softly, gently rubbed Xiaolan's hair, and stood up.
"Let's go and have a look at the back." Shinichi said softly, "There are still some things I haven't thought about about this case....... Still, I thought," Shinichi said with a meaningful smile on his face, "what can we find in those four people......."
......
"An Elder's ...... Funeral? Akai was slightly stunned, and then fell silent.
Lunatic. In his heart, he silently made a righteousness to the strange thief Feng Ming in front of him.
By the time the FBI found out about it, it was too late.
The top three of the top ten casinos in Las Vegas, "Caesar", "Riviera" and "Monte Carlo" were swept directly overnight, and a black-winged magician used a spell to give Las Vegas a thrilling gift overnight, and when the police arrived, they couldn't help but gasp when they saw the original grand and brilliant casino become so fragmented.
Thirteen American gangsters were neatly tied up in the hall of "Caesar" headed by the three major casinos, around a huge and gorgeous round table, surrounded by countless bodyguards with guns, but at this moment they fell to the ground in extreme misery, scattered with bullet shells and brilliant gems, and the bosses of the thirteen gangsters lost a little thumb unusually unified, like the thirteen knights of the round table who were tragically killed. Blood poured open on the gorgeous tablecloth, turning into a strange poignant. On the table, neatly placed are stacks of papers, all of which are full of the dark and dirty deeds of these people.
What's even more unbelievable is that while the police are anxiously dealing with the hapless gangsters and the casino incident, an even more unbelievable incident rumbles in people's ears like thunder less than two hours after the casino tragedy that shocked Las Vegas.
A magician dressed in a black costume with a golden cloak fluttering behind him, broke into the third-largest underground gang in Las Vegas, and where the black cloak flew, like the magician's gorgeous black wings, in the bloom of blood flowers, he fiercely told a name that later made half of the United States shake and go crazy.
"My name, the strange thief Feng Ming!"
After that, it's pretty simple.
The top brass in Las Vegas was furious, the strange thief Feng Ming disappeared, the FBI intervened, and the power was reshuffled.......
"So, what exactly did you want to do then?" Akai couldn't help but speak, this was also a doubt he had been hiding in his heart, "I don't believe that you are just trying to mess up Las Vegas, and your hand is too big." ”
Later, according to FBI statistics, overnight, nearly 2,000 members of various forces in Las Vegas were injured, more than 800 were seriously injured, and 13 bigwigs of major gangs had their thumbs chopped off, and the economic loss exceeded 800 million.
Don't underestimate the 400 million, there are more than 40 famous casinos in Las Vegas, and the total annual income in the same period is about 6.6 billion, and it is mainly in the hands of the top ten casinos.
What's more, this guy's methods are ruthless, and they are also abnormally damaged. Looking at the young man in front of him, Akai couldn't help but smile bitterly, according to intelligence, this guy gambled in the hall for nearly an hour before he made a move on "Caesar", and he didn't know what means to use, with a chip of 1,000 US dollars, he won back more than 17 million, which attracted the internal interference of the casino. Don't look at the number of injured people, but most of them are caused by the chaos he created. However, to Akai's surprise, the object of this guy's action is not an innocent civilian, either a gangster, or a bodyguard of some capitalists, etc., and the target of the action is quite purposeful, according to a certain gang member who woke up, the target of the strange thief Feng Ming is mainly their gang or underground high-level, as if he is looking for someone or something.
Hearing Akai's question, Charlotte fell silent, and after a long time, when Akai was slightly impatient, Charlotte's voice came slowly.
"You....... Want to hear me tell a story? Different from the voice of the young man before, and also different from the clear and ethereal voice of the strange thief Feng Ming, Xia Luo's voice at this time was hoarse like an old man.
"Listen to me...... The story of a man who now almost became a terrorist in the United States. ”
"Related...... The story of the strange thief maple tea......"