Conan: Another Famous Detective

"You...who are you?" Okita Koji asked in shock.

The man in black robe seemed to look him over, and then nodded slightly: "Are you Okita Koji?"

The voice of the man in black robe had a strong mechanical feel, and he was obviously disguised.

Okita Koji took a step back slightly, and asked again with an ugly face: "Who are you?"

Just now, he was still holding on to a sense of luck, thinking that the other party might be a thief who had sneaked in.

If it is a thief, then Okita is not afraid. After all, he is also a person who hangs out with arms dealers, and he usually encounters some "unreasonable" customers.

Therefore, although he is not a combatant, he has mastered some close combat skills and firearms skills, so he will have no problem dealing with ordinary thieves.

However, when the man in black robe accurately called his name, he understood that the other party was coming for him.

On the surface, he has always been kind to others. Whether in the company or in life, he always looks like a good guy. He has rarely made friends with anyone, let alone made enemies.

But his secret identity is quite sensitive.

Therefore, the person who comes specifically to attack him is most likely related to his identity as the arms dealer liaison, not to mention that the other party's voice has been disguised, and he is obviously well prepared.

The man in black robe chuckled: "So, does the arms dealer organization you belong to have a very generous customer? Their characteristic is that they are dressed in black, and their senior members use wine as their code name?"

Okita's pupils shrank slightly, but he still tried his best to control his expression, and said in a confused tone: "What arms dealer, what kind of man in black whose code name is alcohol, are you mistaken?"

"How could I be related to a guy who sounds so dangerous?"

Hearing this, the man in black robe said "Hey": "We have already found this place, there is no point in quibbling anymore... homing pigeon."

Okita's face completely darkened, and the last bit of luck in his heart was completely shattered.

Carrier Pigeon is his code name in the underground arms organization!

He did not continue to answer the man in black robe, but suddenly turned around and rushed towards the entrance.

He wants to get out of here!

The man in black robe obviously came with bad intentions, and he was not interested in continuing the conversation with the man in black robe.

As for the purpose of the man in black robe, he had no intention of exploring it.

If he continues to stay, who knows if the black-robed man will suddenly pull out a gun and shoot him after he finishes chatting with him?

Of course, he will not just let this matter go. Once he is safe, he will contact [Boss] and report the matter.

The other party posed an obvious threat to him as the contact person, and tried to find out information about their customers, which to a certain extent could be considered as touching [the boss's] interests.

Therefore, the boss will most likely send someone to intervene. With the boss's energy, it should not be a problem to deal with this hidden black-robed man.

Looking at Okita disappearing from the bedroom door, the man in black robe seemed very calm and showed no intention of chasing him.

About ten seconds later.

Okita's figure reappeared in the sight of the man in black robe.

He walked backwards slowly, his expression full of fear.

Okita was really panicking.

Because, just a few centimeters away from his forehead, a black gun muzzle was hanging there, pointed at him.

As the arms dealer's liaison, Okita naturally knew this gun.

The Beretta 92F pistol is an extremely powerful firearm among pistols.

The silencer on the front of the pistol made Okita's heart even colder.

The existence of the silencer undoubtedly makes the other party less wary of shooting, which naturally increases the danger to him.

The person holding the gun was a figure dressed exactly like the man in black robe in the bedroom.

Okita was forced all the way into the bedroom by the man in black robe with a gun.

"Mr. Okita, don't be so nervous. As long as you answer our questions truthfully, I guarantee that your life will not be in danger." The man in black robe smiled.

"You...what do you want to know?" Okita asked a little awkwardly.

The man in black robe pointed to the big bed in the middle of the bedroom: "Put your suitcase and mobile phone here first, and let's talk later."

"Uh! Okay." Okita knew that he had no right to say no. Under the gaze of the gun-wielding man in black robe, Okita put the suitcase in his hand and the mobile phone in his pocket on the bed.

The man in black robe picked up the phone with a gloved hand and took a look at it. After confirming that the other party was not playing tricks, he nodded with satisfaction: "I appreciate people who understand current affairs."

Okita laughed twice and did not dare to answer the question.

The man in black didn't take Okita's reaction seriously and said, "Answer the question I just asked first. Are there a group of men in black who use alcohol as their code name among your customers?"

"Indeed." Okita nodded and replied, his attitude was quite straightforward.

"What's the scale of their transactions?" the man in black robe asked.

"They are our big customers. The size of each transaction is more than 10 million yen. The weapons purchased include various firearms and ammunition, body armor, various grenades, and other contraband, etc."

"Then when was the last time they traded with you? What did they buy?" The man in black robe asked again.

Okita pointed to the suitcase on the bed: "The money in this suitcase is the payment they paid this time. They bought two sniper rifles, ten military parachute bags, 5,000 machine gun bullets, and our recent purchase. New Helicopter Maintenance Package.”

"Is there anything else?" the man in black robe asked.

"No, that's it." Okita replied.

"Very good!" The man in black robe nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly took action and hit Okita on the side of the neck with a knife.

After Okita snorted, his body fell limply on the bed and passed out.

Yu Gongming took back his hand and looked at Meng Yu: "Has his computer been finished?"

Mengyu took back the pistol and nodded slightly: "Yes! It's all done. I have put all the evidence into a very conspicuous folder."

After hearing this, Yu Gongming took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

After the call was connected, he said in a strong and rich voice: "The mission at location 4 has been completed."

"Received, please evacuate within twenty minutes." The voice of Kogoro Mouri came from the other side.

"Understood." Yu Gongming agreed and hung up the phone.

Afterwards, they tied Okita tightly with ropes and tapes prepared in advance, and then walked around the house to confirm that there were no traces of them left.

About five minutes later, the two left the apartment after leaving the unconscious Okita and placing a note next to him.

About fifteen minutes later, two police cars arrived at the apartment with sirens blaring.

Police officers entered Okita's house and soon discovered the unconscious Okita and the note next to him.

()