After Noriko Amamiya dropped a flash, she stepped on the accelerator and found that due to the degree of damage to the tires, she basically couldn't lift any speed.

From all the way to the top speed of 300 mph.

The current 80 can't be more.

Noriko Amamiya choked up in her heart, feeling that she was on the highway, not racing, but climbing.

"I really should get an armored car, and then get on the tracks, no, just drive the tank."

Noriko Amamiya briefly fantasized for a moment, glanced in the rearview mirror, and found that the motorcycle was as if it was unaffected after the flash.

In constant proximity.

"Is lightning protection so common?"

Noriko Amamiya pulled down the window, leaned her wrist out of the window, grabbed a handful of UZI and shook it.

The driver of the motorcycle behind is wearing a motorcycle suit, and her appearance with a helmet is somewhat similar to Sister Bei's figure, and she is also the only woman in the killer organization this time.

Code name olive oil.

Seeing a handful of Uzi sticking out of the window of the Bentley Mulsanne in front of her, she had to shake it: "She has a gun!" Uzi Extended Magazine! ”

"It's not surprising that the bodyguards of the Amamiya Foundation can use guns! Catch up. ”

The killer sitting in the back said in a deep voice, in order to take the motorcycle to shoot conveniently, he also had a Uzi in his arms that he could take out at any time.

Olive Oil's face under her motorcycle helmet was a little worse, "You won't shoot you in the back anyway, and the most important thing in this mission is to avoid using firearms." ”

After saying that, she slowed down directly, and the other party only took out a gun and didn't shoot, obviously just a warning.

After slowing down, she turned on the microphone and reported the situation to the boss.

The plan all failed.

The voice of cheese came from the headphones: "It's okay, the plan is temporarily suspended, all evacuated, a yellow Lamborghini passed us before and caught you, pay attention, meet in the next service area." ”

Cheese glanced at the map in his hand and roughly guessed the situation of the Bentley run-flat tire, and the other party had to change the car or change the tire in the service, otherwise it wouldn't be able to drive for long.

As long as the gun is not moved, it is okay to deal with.

Thinking about it, he looked up in front of him, and vaguely saw a car with a height of a sports car parked on the side road of the highway in front of him, and the end of the highway was almost still visible, and the distance was a little far away and he couldn't see clearly.

He took a telescope and looked at it to make sure it was the yellow Lamborghini.

And on the slope outside the high-speed railing, a woman carries a sniper rifle.

“？？？”

"Stop now! Turn! ”

Without hesitation, he bent down and yelled at the driver.

His driver's skills are superb enough, and he immediately made a U-turn with a drift turn.

"Throttle, don't drive straight!"

"Balsamic vinegar, you're ready for me!"

As the boss's cheese, he hid himself and looked directly at the driver and the balsamic vinegar of the car behind him.

I can understand you as a bodyguard, with a pistol, with a submachine gun.

But why did you pull out a sniper rifle ?!

Belmode looked through the scope and watched the pickup turn around and drive in the opposite direction without saying a word, still maintaining a serpentine progress.

She sneered disdainfully: "Your eyes are okay." ”

I glanced at the sniper rifle that Baileytian left for himself, the PSG-1, which was exactly the same as Chianti's.

The woman actually brought this with her in the car.

"Rich woman."

Belmode could only snort, this gun was almost the most expensive sniper rifle in the seventies and eighties, the unit price was about $10,000, not counting the back parts and after-sales service contracts and the like.

Carrying a box of nearly ten kilograms, Belmode descended the slope.

At the same time, I called Baileys.

"I didn't even give me a chance to shoot, so I was scared away, what about you?"

"It's also a self-aware retreat."

Noriko Amamiya looked at the motorcycle that didn't keep up in the rearview mirror and answered.

Belmode put the box in the car and guessed aloud: "It seems that they will not shoot the police who have come to Japan unless it is a case of nirvana." ”

"Well, are you very patient, see if you can come over, there are two halves of the trailer in front of you that have flipped over and blocked the road."

Hearing this, Belmode looked back in the direction he came from, and said loudly: "When you say that, they seem to have caused some kind of car accident behind and blocked the road, and I haven't seen other cars pass by for a while." ”

Noriko Amamiya suddenly, I see, the usual operation, right?

Japan's highway department must not hate them to death, and they have blocked three sections of the road in a row, and those who travel on this highway today have fallen into blood mold.

"You find a ramp and get on the highway from somewhere else, and that's what they should do."

"Hmm."

It's almost time to hang up, but Noriko Amamiya always feels as if there's something left unsaid.

"I'm in front, waiting for you."

“...”

Belmode hung up the phone, got in the car, and went after Baileys.

After seeing the ramp off the highway, she also drove down directly, maintaining the speed to chase forward, and the pickup truck behind did not dare to chase her sniper rifle, but also went down the highway and forward, and the other party couldn't catch up if the speed was faster.

Noriko Amamiya has been moving at a constant speed of eighty miles all the way, and she is almost immobile, although the run-flat tires can still last more than 200 kilometers, but at this speed you can drive until lunch.

She went straight to the nearest high-speed service area.

The highway, which had been uncalm, finally calmed down, and only two semi-trailers flipped on their sides not far from each other.

One car was badly damaged, and most of the drivers had died on the spot, and not long after, they spontaneously combusted.

In the other one, the driver was trapped in the cockpit by the twisted and deformed frame.

The cockpit doors and windows were twisted, and he suspected that he had fainted and had a second car accident from time to time.

can only be trapped in the car and call the sky should not be, and the earth is not spiritual.

What he didn't notice was that a small device under the driver's seat had been crushed and broken by the twisted door.

Spontaneous combustion, which was supposed to occur, did not go as planned.

And in the first half of high speeds.

A small white car slowed down with the moving traffic.

"Ahh This traffic jam is finally over..."

Maori Kogoro wailed in pain, his old bones were too miserable.

Gray Yuan, who was sitting in the back and calmly looking at the magazine, said sadly: "Who told you to drive, how good it would be to take a plane." ”

Maori Kogoro glanced at this little ghost who didn't know why he felt as self-righteous as Conan, and pouted: "Children are really, air tickets are very expensive, do you know." ”

Xiaolan in the passenger seat glanced at her father, how do you talk to a child?

She said loudly: "Although I won the award for free accommodation in Osaka hotels, I can't help it, it's not a round-trip ticket, and there are many attractions to see along the way, so it's good to think of it as a trip." ”

Gray Yuan glanced at Conan, this guy had to pull himself.

Conan laughed dryly, because there were only four places, and it was better to call Ashbara than to call one of the three troublesome guys.

At least there's a common topic, right?

We are all mentally mature people.

Compared to this, he whispered to Gray Yuan: "Do you think that the big truck before rolled over on its side is weird, and the goods are scattered all over the place, just blocking the road." ”

Gray Yuan looked at his magazine calmly and unmoved, but his mouth directly pierced: "Edogawa-san, don't think there is a case when you see any accidents." ”

“...”

Conan turned his head to look out the window, Gray Hara was too mature to feel like he couldn't bring up her interest at all.

But after looking at the scenery outside the car window for a while, he couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"Speaking of which, why did Sister Xiaolan invite Sister Noriko to go with her, but she didn't go?"

Conan said, looked at Uncle Maori and Xiaolan in front of him, and added in a low voice to Gray Hara: "And I feel that Noriko Amamiya is very strange." ”

Gray Plains glanced at him.

She knew that it was Noriko and Chieda Riho who had changed their appearances, but Kiko didn't tell her what to do.

There's no need to tell you about Kudo Shinichi.

"Guess what?"

Conan is full of black lines: "... Even if I think about a case, I have to have clues, right? ”

Gray Yuan glanced at him: "Noriko won't give you clues. ”

Conan opened his mouth: "That's true, she knows directly who the murderer is." ”

In this case, I probably won't see Noriko Amamiya today.

Alas, it's a bit of a sense of loss.

There shouldn't be a disaster for Noriko Amamiya today.

All right.

Gray Yuan Wai glanced at this person's smug appearance, virtuous.

Suddenly, from the emergency lane on the side, several police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances passed one after another.

Conan's face was solemn for a moment, there must have been something big happening at the high speed ahead.

Seeing this, Maori Kogoro was also a little suspicious: "I guess there was another accident before, but don't get stuck in traffic again..."

Not long after, Mori Kogoro's car stopped.

Completely blocked.

I could vaguely see another overturned semi-trailer in front of me, the container was overturned, and there were a bunch of things on the road.

Semi-trailers blocked several lanes, and only the emergency lane on the far side could still move forward.

Maori Kogoro's face turned pale, and when it was over, he had to be blocked for another half a day.

The police officer in front directed the traffic to stop first, and this situation had to wait for the trailer and crane to come, and it was impossible to pass for the time being, and according to the news from the police car that continued to check the road conditions in front, there was a spontaneous combustion semi-trailer in front of it that completely blocked the highway.

You can't let the vehicle go any further.

Conan also felt a little tortured, but after looking at the situation over there, he had an idea and said loudly: "Uncle, let's go and see if there is any case over there!" ”

Maori Kogoro, who was originally decadent lying on the steering wheel, suddenly became energetic when he heard this.

Anyway, it's boring to wait here, so it's better to solve the case.

His detective Mori Kogoro is out!

"You wait for me in the car, and I'll go back."

Maori Kogoro went in style, anyway, now the traffic is blocked and motionless, and there are already people in front of him who get out of the car and exercise their bodies.

Squeezing through a crowd of onlookers who got out of the car, Kogoro Mori happened to see a man being taken down from the front of the semi-trailer by police officers.

"We received a report that you caused the vehicle to roll over because you hit someone's house for the attack, is there such a thing?!"

Uesugi Shou hurriedly shouted wrongly: "Officer, there is no such thing, so can I say this, I can only be regarded as fatigue driving at most, right?!" ”

The police officer did not believe his one-sided words at all: "Your driver's license! ”

Uesugi Shou hurriedly took out his driver's license and showed it to the other party.

The police officer looked down at his driver's license, compared the photos, and made sure it was him, and then said loudly: "Is it Uesugi Shou?" What about the callers who stay here? ”

Uesugi Shou looked left and right, and said with an unknown expression: "The policeman? I don't know? Who is left where they are? ”

The police officer looked at him suspiciously, and the operator at the police station did let the person who called the police stay where he was, and the other party should be fine.

But when they came here, there was really no one else at the scene except for this guy who was trapped in the car.

"Huh? What's the matter with the slap marks on your face, uncle? Doesn't it hurt? ”

Suddenly, the child's innocent words sounded next to him, and the police officer turned his head to look at it, only to see a little boy with glasses pointing at the face of Uesugi Shou over there.

"How can there be children here?"

Maori Kogoro also looked down at Conan next to him with a hellish face, when did you come out with him???

"Ah, the police officer is really embarrassed, this is my relative's child, I will let him go back immediately."

"Ahhh It's okay, it's okay, just let him stay here, I don't know what you think of the current situation? ”

After the police officer gave a few strange glances at Mori Kogoro, he suddenly remembered that he was a famous detective in Tokyo, and he immediately became enthusiastic.

By the way, I asked Mr. Detective if he had any opinions, maybe he could find some of their omissions and fill in the gaps.

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro glanced left and right a few times, but it still fell on Uesugi Shou's face: "This guy's face does have a slap print." ”

"Really?"

The police officer squinted, and he couldn't see it from his side, so he looked from the side of Mori Kogoro from a different angle and found that there was.

But this guy pretended to be embarrassed very well, and his dirty face was hidden.

This shows that this guy lied, most of the slaps were left by the police at the time, but he said that no one stayed at the scene.

A light flashed in Maori Kogoro's head, and he pointed at Uesugi Shou and said, "Could it be that the police have been killed?!" ”

The police officer was taken aback when he heard this, it is indeed possible!

The two of them immediately asked Uesugi Shou.

Conan watched speechlessly.

Even if the caller was killed, most likely it wasn't done by this guy named Uesugi Shou, and he was obviously not an opponent.

was originally an attack on someone's house, but he was slapped in a daze.

What can you do to fight back?

"And judging from the situation at the front of the car, he was trapped in the car and couldn't get out."

"That's even weirder, he doesn't have to lie or anything, then?"

Uesugi Shou over there was also shouting loudly at this time: "I fainted after the car accident, and I don't know why there was a slap on the face!" I'll be honest, I actually drank and I don't know what happened! ”

Conan looked over when he heard this.

You're suspicious again.

Is the crime of actively throwing drunk driving to cover up more serious than driving drunk causing death?