90
Chapter 90
When Shiho Miyano grew older, his clothes didn't fit, so he put on the dark purple overalls in the sake storage room, and wore Conan's black-rimmed glasses on his face, and covered the piercing gunshot wound on his shoulder with one hand, and his face was no different from a dead man.
"You think I'm going to tell you? Heh, you won't hesitate to kill me if you say it, right? β
"Good. Since you are so hard-mouthed, then I will send you on your way. β
When Gin was about to shoot, Kawashima Ezaki suddenly came out and stubble, "G." β
The silver-haired man frowned: "It's not for you to stay at the door. β
"There's still a criminal police downstairs investigating the case, how can I stay when I hear the gunshots. Who made you find out the news of the traitor is like a cat meeting a mouse. β
Kawashima Ezaki quietly took two steps forward, standing between Gin and Shiho Miyano who fell to the ground, seemingly looking at this famous scientific researcher, but in fact carefully delaying time, "It doesn't look very old, but it's a pity that I can't think of betraying the organization." β
Why hasn't Conan come yet.
Doesn't that mean you're already rushing this way?
The snowflakes fell lightly, and soon a thin layer of white accumulated on the hair and shoulders of the black-haired youth.
Gin didn't want to rub it off, "Don't say it." I don't care about you. β
"Good~Good~"
Kawashima Ezaki replied with a long voice, but his ears were always vigilantly watching the movement behind him.
The wind was noisy, and he didn't notice when Conan was coming, and shot β‘β‘ at Gin. But immediately after the gin was struck, he twisted his body, and the scarcity of the clothes and the unsteady footsteps could be heard clearly.
"Throw her into the chimney for me!"
The voice of an adult man came from behind the rooftop door.
Kawashima Esaki knows very well that this is the voice that Conan adjusted with a voice-changing bow, and I believe Shiho Miyano also knows it.
So when he held on to Gin, Shiho Miyano would struggle all the way despite his injuries, and finally climbed into the chimney and fell.
"What people!"
Kawashima Ezaki acted on the rooftop balcony where the "man" spoke, raised his hand and fired seven or eight shots, all of which hit the door and the wall.
The anesthetic needle in the anesthesia watch was made by Dr. Asasa, and the attack was very fast and the effect was very good, otherwise Kogoro Mori would not have discovered Conan's trick until now.
Gin, even if it is a killer in the organization, cannot resist this level of anesthetic, and wanders between wakefulness and lethargy.
He was indeed a ruthless man.
Knowing that he couldn't stay awake by willpower alone, he actually raised his hand and fired a shot at the middle needle, and deliberately deflected the bones to let the bullet penetrate through the flesh. This allows the anesthetic to flow out of the blood to the maximum, creating severe pain and staying awake, without the need to open the knife to take the bullet, which facilitates wound healing.
In the face of Kawashima Ezaki's attack, the man at the door not only did not mean to come forward, but even turned around and ran, leaving only the sound of footsteps.
"Go after it!"
Kawashima Ezaki looked at him and hesitated: "But ......"
"Leave me alone."
"Alright then, don't move, I'll be back for you soon."
Kawashima Esaki chased after him.
Pretend to stage a chase.
But actually, Conan is at the corner of the stairs
Waiting for him (),
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His body was still wrapped in the cold air and broken snow on the rooftop, and when he reached the relatively warm room, it was melting into crystal droplets.
Although he still wears the bartender's ordinary fake face, his clothes are also ordinary white shirts and black vests, and he wears a black bow tie on the neckline, his outstanding temperament is enough to make up for all the shortcomings, and he has raised his appearance several notches.
"Don't you think it's a little late for you to ask now?" Kawashima Ezaki didn't stop, "This is the last time I warn you, don't meddle in the affairs of the Black Organization again, otherwise I won't help you next time." Word. β
Conan followed the young man with his head bowed, and did not refute.
After all, he almost killed Ash Yuan Mourning today, and he was really a little apprehensive.
Gin didn't know when it would regain its mobility, and the two hurried to the wine storage room, the effect of the old white dry drunk by Miyano Shiho had passed, and she was now a seven-year-old gray hara, and she was lying unconscious under her loose clothes at the moment.
"Take her away."
"Okay, then be careful."
Conan took the girl away with her clothes.
He had already told Dr. Asa to ask him to answer at the gate, and Grandpa (?) Holding a sleepy child will not attract attention.
After Conan left, Kawashima Esaki looked around and finally broke through a few cases of spirits.
The clear liquid evaporated with a mellow and spicy taste, and Kawashima Ezaki pulled out a lighter and lit the spilled liquor.
Alcohol and wooden shelves became the best accelerants, and soon, the scorching flames were engulfing and spreading violently, reaching the ceiling.
The system couldn't figure out what he was doing, and was a little afraid that Kawashima Ezaki would play with fire and set himself on fire, "Huh? Yes?? You may not know that sealed wine bottles cannot be burned in a fire!! The pressure in the liquor evaporation bottle is too high, and the pressure will explode when it reaches a certain condition! You're now standing in an extremely unstable ammunition depot, and if you don't run, you'll be punctured into a hedgehog by exploding broken glass! β
The common sense that the system knows, can the public security police not know?
Don't forget, he taught two of the best students in the blast class.
The young bartender with some freckles on the bridge of his nose had an orange light in his eyes, and he was waiting for the gin.
The first bottle bursts.
Two pieces of broken glass cut through Kawashima's waist and cheeks with great speed, and the heat rolled down, wetting the collar and the surrounding fabric.
It was at this moment that the tall, cold man in black slid down the chimney.
The heat wave rushed to his face one by one, and Gin raised his hand to block the rising flames, "What about people?" β
Kawashima Ezaki opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Set fire to trap me here, they ran away." β
Gin seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the first cracked bottle, "...... Leave first. β
The two of them took a little effort to leave the Cup Restaurant, where they were in a hurry to put out the fire and investigate the death of Shigehiko Toguchi.
Back in the car.
The first thing Kawashima Esaki did was to tear off the camouflage on his face, loosen his bow tie and shirt, and leaned against the seat to pant for breath.
I was almost not roasted in the wine room just now.
It's okay on the body, but it's not in direct contact with the flames, but it's a little bit on the back of the right hand
() miserable,
was teased by the tongue of fire,
Immediately scalded two bubbles.
"Are you burned? If it is not blistering, rinse it quickly. β
"I'm so serious that I can only go to the pharmacy to poke the medicine. Let's go along, just to help you bandage the gunshot wound. β
Kawashima Ezaki didn't get a response from his superiors, and looked sideways at him, just in time for a pair of suspicious green eyes.
The last time Gin looked at him like that was dead.
And he can also get the opportunity to explain, which has to be said to be a preference.
"Why do you look at me like this, haven't you cleaned the disguise on your face?"
As he spoke, he wiped the back of his uninjured left hand on his face, because there was a wound on the side of his face cut by broken glass, which instead stained the blood that had not coagulated.
Gin still held the Bo/Lai/Ta 92F hand/gun in his hand, "With your level, how can you let people escape with Shirley." β
He tapped on the middle of the steering wheel, "You can't be this, right?" β
It's a hidden phrase.
The undercover agent is called NonOfficialver, or NOC for short, and is not only the same as the knock, but also takes the middle three letters.
Gin wanted to ask if he was undercover.
"It's not."
Kawashima Esaki told Gin plainly, "I'm not. β
"Shirley was rescued, and I was responsible. I didn't expect him to deliberately lure me in and trap me with a burst of high spirits. From the fireplace to the doorway, I had to walk through the entire roaring shelf, and I hesitated in that moment. β
The black-haired youth lowered his jet-black eyelashes.
Apparently he also felt that it was a shame to hold back, especially when he had to dissect his weak heart in front of his superiors to prove that he was not undercover.
Gin didn't speak, but he didn't point a gun at him either.
The black-haired young man pursed his lips, unable to speak, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, took Gin's hand, and let the muzzle of Bo/Lai/Ta against his chin, "If you don't believe me, just shoot me like a rat." β
"Whoever you suspect will be killed anyway, instead of saying a bunch of weak words, give me a simple way to die."
The β‘β‘ of gin is loaded.
That is, as soon as his index finger gently pulls the trigger, the bullet will shoot through the brain stem from the young man's jaw, and there will be no chance of rescue.
The silver-haired man's cold eyes stared at Kawashima Ezaki.
From the drooping eyelashes, I saw the scars and blood on my face, and then down, I glanced at the corners of my pink lips and the side of my red waist.
Finally, break free of the opponent's hand and withdraw the bullet from the chamber.
"Don't take it as an example."
The young man looked up sharply, "You don't doubt me anymore?" β
Gin left the hotel parking lot with a steering wheel, and the black Porsche poured into the traffic, "For the time being." β
Kawashima Esaki is visibly happy with the naked eye.
This was especially true when he heard that Gin was going to take him to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and even hummed quietly later.
I don't know what I'm celebrating.
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The fire at the Kakuto Hotel burned for a long time.
Because it is an alcohol β‘β‘, ordinary people dare not approach rashly, and those who dare to approach will not have any effect with that small can of dry powder fire extinguisher.
In the end, I waited for the fire brigade to come with a dry powder fire truck
The fire is extinguished.
Because of the sudden fire (),
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Some even ran home, and their belongings, an important direction of investigation, were completely worthless.
Two days later, the police found no suspicions.
Characterize the case as an accident.
The bribery case of Shigehiko Swallowing, which lasted for several months, ended with such a comical result.
"It's not entirely fruitless."
Kawashima Esaki thought.
"Gray Yuan recuperated, G recuperated, Conan was scolded by me, and I also said unkind things to Dr. Asasa, telling him that doting is equal to killing, and that in the future, Conan will not be allowed to do whatever he wantsββ"
The black-haired youth thought it was a good deal.
"Hiss, it hurts, if you don't change it, you won't change it."
He frowned and tried to withdraw his hand, but was stopped by the student.
"Don't be coquettish like a child. The dressing must be changed every day, and it is easy to get infected if it is scalded and blistered. β
Kawashima Ezaki listened to his nonsense.
"The last time you cooked hot, you weren't lazy and just applied ointment, and you didn't get infected in the end."
The blonde student squinted and smiled.
"I'm in good health."
"I'm fine."
"I run 10 kilometers every morning."
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"Two hundred push-ups."
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"Five hundred punches."
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"Pull-up ......"
Kawashima Ezaki didn't want to listen to him, so he lowered his head and gave him a mallet, "Shut up!" β
The blonde student still laughed, "Teacher's abs are almost gone." Hmm~Hmm~ It feels soft to the touch. βοΌ
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