It's still quite cold in New York in mid-September.

Summoned here for a mission at night, Ritsu Sasashima wrapped himself tightly in his black suit and put on a hood to at least keep out the wind.

The mobile phone that had been holding it in his hand finally vibrate, and he answered the phone as quickly as possible, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?" Vermouth, I'm not your subordinate, and if it weren't for that gentleman asking me to assist you in this task, I wouldn't-"

"Ah, don't be angry, it's not good to hurt your body." Belmode put on a mask and walked towards a less crowded place, Sharon Wynard is a famous American actress, and she can't let this face cause a sensation in New York.

"It's better to give me a reasonable explanation."

Thinking of Kudo's face with Kiko and what had just happened, Belmode chuckled, "It's just a friend who met Sharon's identity by chance, and I caught up for a while... You should still have the impression that when you were asked to investigate the Black Feather Thief Ichi, Yukiko Kudo, who studied disguise and voice change with me. ”

Ritsu Sasashima naturally remembered, and even recognized the voices of some of the people present just now.

"Oh, the actress who married young."

"Yes, her sons are 16 years old, time flies."

Belmode returned to her safe house in New York, stepped into the bathroom and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, she raised her hand to tear off her disguise, and said coldly: "Old." ”

"Huh? What did you say? ”

"It's nothing, it's inconsequential."

Belmode disguised his delicate face as a silver-haired murderer, and instructed: "Your mission is to kill the real silver-haired murderer, he lives in the factory near the abandoned factory, remember to disguise the scene of suicide, it is a gift for the kittens." ”

"Oh, that's hanging."

"Well, be careful."

"You're the one who should be careful, right?"

A busy sound soon came from the receiver of the mobile phone, and the speed of hanging up the phone was really fast. Belmode continued to disguise his face, thinking of the words that had just come out of his gaffe.

It's really old.

When your age... Older than me? There is Kiko.

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Ritsu Sasashima, who hung up the phone, soon entered the state of carrying out the mission, according to Belmode's instructions, the silver-haired murderer lived in the nearby factory, you must know that the factories in this area have been abandoned, and the factory should be uninhabited.

I really didn't expect the FBI to regress to such an extent that it wouldn't even investigate this kind of place?

That's why the organization will be able to catch a loophole and use the silver-haired killer to kill the real target.

Ritsu Sasashima slowed down and walked towards the factory, but there were no lights on, indicating that the silver-haired killer was also very cautious, otherwise there would be lights in places where no one lived, which would arouse the suspicion of passers-by.

But his vigilance is not strong, and he chooses a factory building farthest away from the bustling street, so he takes it lightly and watches a talk show with his mobile phone, isn't this directly revealing his location?

As a good sniper, it is natural to learn to listen to voices and distinguish positions.

Ritsu Sasashima leaned close to the factory where the silver-haired killer was, and after making sure that the other party was in the east corner of the second floor, he easily entered through the window and approached the staircase.

At the top of the staircase of the factory there is also a plastic bag from a convenience store, which is exactly what Belmode said, this is the hiding place of the silver-haired murderer.

Stepping past these full plastic bags, Ritsu Sasashima preemptively took out the marbles prepared in advance and threw them at the silver-haired murderer huddled in the corner, he didn't notice it when he was concentrating on watching the talk show, and quickly dropped his mobile phone and pulled out the M1911 pistol hidden in his waist when he was thrown by the marbles.

It's a pity that his movements are too slow.

Before he could take aim, Ritsu Sasashima had already stepped in front of him in an instant, wearing a high-hardness finger tiger in his right hand, and slammed into the left temple of the silver-haired murderer.

"Hmm!"

The damage to his temple caused a fracture of his temporal bone, and he fell to the ground in pain and convulsed.

Ritsu Sasashima snatched the gun from his hand and aimed it at the same position to shoot it, just to cover up the wound caused by the tiger. In the same way, it is necessary to create the illusion of suicide by shooting before he dies of cerebral ischemia and hypoxia, and if he shoots after death, a forensic autopsy can reveal the difference between antetime and postmortem injuries.

Cleaning up all traces of his killing, Ritsu Sasashima, who had completed the task, walked towards the outside of the factory, took out his mobile phone and prepared to report the task, but four words appeared on the hairstyle phone: Kudo Shinichi.

“……”

He has nothing to do, why is he calling himself? Could it be that Maorilan is really injured?

Ritsu Sasashima immediately denied this possibility, knowing that it was in New York now, and Kudo Shinichi didn't know that he was in New York.

There's only one possibility—

This guy has another tricky case.

Thinking of this, Ritsu Sasashima felt helpless, this kid is really the physique that attracts the case.

"Hello? Teacher, are you free now? ”

Hearing Kudo's hurried tone, most of them guessed correctly.

Ritsu Sasashima reassured, "Did you encounter a tricky case?" Take your time and tell me as much as you can about the crime scene and what you found. ”

Kudo Shinichi didn't expect Mr. Onizawa to guess the reason for his call, and after praising in his heart, "worthy of being my teacher", he told the case.

A few minutes passed, and Ritsu Sasashima was almost clear about the suspect and the victim at the scene of the crime. He looked down in thought, a three-dimensional picture in his mind, and began to practice where the killer could successfully shoot the victim with a pistol.

"Kudo, can you go and take a look on the stage?"

"Teacher, did you find anything?"

Ritsu Sasashima nodded subconsciously, and then said, "Well, I have the same idea as you, the murderer should shoot from below, so I want to know if there is a lifting platform on the stage." ”

Hearing the words "lifting platform", Kudo Shinichi immediately reacted to what Mr. Onizawa meant, and hurriedly ran to the stage to confirm, and sure enough, he found that the stage of today's performance had a lifting platform.

The person who can complete this series of operations can only be her!

"Teacher!"

"Looks like you know who the killer is."

"Well, thank you for the reminder, I'll hang up first!"

Before Ritsu Sasashima could say goodbye, he heard a busy tone from the other end of the phone, and he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "This kid hangs up the phone fast enough." ”

After sliding back to the dim phone screen with her fingertips and finding Belmode's contact information, she found no answer, and it seemed that she had not completed her task.

It's already 9:28 p.m., and the meal is definitely not going to be eaten.

Ritsu Sasashima rubbed his hungry stomach and decided to find a small restaurant nearby to solve the problem of food and clothing first. As for Belmode's side, she will definitely contact her after completing the task, but there is no need to rush.

It's just that his luck today may be really inferior, and he can win the "big murderer" when he goes to the Sensoji Temple lottery.

The sirloin steak that had just been served to the table by the waiter had not yet been cut for the first time when Belmode called.

And as soon as I connected the phone, I heard her gasping sound to suppress the pain, most likely because of a group of kittens who love to rummage through the trash can.

"Cut, don't let the rice eat well... The FBI is really annoying. ”