Conan: Another Famous Detective

"Where is what I want?" Murakami's voice sounded.

"Ha! You may not have brought what I want!" A woman's voice sounded.

"I'm going? Why are these lines so damn familiar?" Akira Yumiya raised his eyebrows and decisively took out the recorder from his pocket.

"I brought the money, it's on me." Murakami said solemnly.

"I brought the goods with me, and I also have them with me," the woman replied.

Yu Gongming adjusted his angle and saw the scene inside the warehouse through the window on the side wall.

In the warehouse, Murakami's father-in-law and the woman were several meters apart. Both of them stood solemnly with their hands in their pockets.

Murakami was silent for a while and then said: "I only brought half of the money. I have to inspect the goods first. If there is no problem with the goods, I can give you half of the money first, and then you give me the gun without bullets." , and then I will take you to get the other half of the money, and then you can give me the bullet."

"You don't believe me?" the woman said in a bad tone.

"Hmph! They're all gangsters. You should know that the most trustworthy thing is always profit." Murakami sneered.

The woman suddenly showed a contemptuous smile, and suddenly took out her hand from her pocket.

He raised his right hand, and a Tokarev pistol appeared in his hand, with the muzzle pointed directly at Murakami's husband!

"This is the product you want." The woman sneered: "Do you want to test its power yourself?"

Outside the warehouse, Yu Gongming's expression changed slightly. He quickly took out his mobile phone, set it to silent mode, and quickly tapped the buttons with his fingers.

Murakami's expression also changed. He took a deep breath and said, "I know that you black market guys are unreliable, but you have to think clearly. If you kill me now, you will lose the other half of the money." But I can’t get it!”

"Hehe, hehe, hahahaha!" The woman suddenly laughed.

"You...why are you laughing?" Murakami frowned.

"Eastern Capital Circular Line, Locker No. 3." The woman said calmly.

"What? You...how did you..." Murakami's face suddenly turned pale and he asked tremblingly.

The woman looked at Murakami's pale face, with a look of joy on her face, and said quietly: "Some people just like to be smart. Guess how I know that?"

Murakami was stunned for a moment, then roared: "You are following me!"

The woman nodded with a half-smile: "Yes, it's not hopeless."

"You!" Murakami was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"Don't be angry!" the woman said with a smile: "After all, you are going to die soon. Relax a little, and it may be less painful when the bullet pierces your heart later!"

Murakami's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. The next moment, he suddenly knelt down towards the woman.

"Please...please don't kill me! I don't want the gun, I'll give you all the money! Please...please let me live!"

"Oh? Let you live?" The woman tilted her head, walked slowly towards Murakami's father-in-law, pointed the gun down at Murakami's head covered in cold sweat and said: "If you call the police later, wouldn't it be very troublesome for me? If I kill you, given the remoteness of this place, by the time the police find your body, I will have already fled away, how easy will it be?"

"No, I definitely don't dare to call the police! If you don't believe it, I can stab someone in front of the road surveillance. I have just come out. If I am caught again for stabbing someone, I will be in jail for the rest of my life. So, I definitely won’t call the police!”

Outside the warehouse, Yu Gongming frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold glint in his eyes.

At this time, the screen of his mobile phone lit up. When he looked down, a message jumped out.

Yu Gongming curled his lips, sent another message, and put the phone back into his pocket.

In the warehouse, the woman looked at Murakami's father-in-law with interest, then smiled and said, "Oh? Are you willing to do this in order to survive?"

"Yes! As long as you let me go, I will keep what I just said!" Murakami said quickly.

"Haha, I am very interested in your idea of ​​stabbing someone in the street." The woman's smile became softer and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Really...really?" Murakami's father said with joy on his face.

However, the next moment, the woman's other hand suddenly pulled out of her pocket.

puff!

"ah!"

Murakami screamed and suddenly covered his left shoulder.

His left shoulder was bleeding profusely at this moment!

The woman took back the dagger in her hand calmly, lightly shook the blood drops on the dagger, and chuckled:

"But why do you need to go to the street to stab someone? It's the same here, right?"

"Damn it! You bastard!" Murakami glared at the woman in front of him angrily.

"Haha! Look at you, it's just the last cry of a defeated dog!" The woman sneered:

"It's also your bad luck that you happened to be part of my employer's plan, so I have no choice but to go to see God!"

After the woman finished speaking, her finger was about to pull the trigger.

"Haha, when did you guys dare to be so bold in Tokyo?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!?" The woman's pupils suddenly shrank when she heard the sound, and she instantly pointed the gun at the window on the side wall of the warehouse.

However, at the same time, an engine roar suddenly appeared.

The next moment, a black motorcycle drove into the warehouse!

The motorcycle braked suddenly, then swung its tail and swept towards Murakami's father-in-law and the woman!

The expressions of the woman and Murakami's husband changed drastically at the same time. The woman rolled suddenly and dodged the motorcycle that was sweeping towards her.

As for Murakami, because he was kneeling before, his left shoulder was injured. Although he also avoided it, his legs were still swept by the tail of the motorcycle.

"ah!"

Murakami was suddenly swept away by the huge force and fell to the ground a few meters away.

Then there was a burst of heart-rending screams.

Yu Gongming frowned and then shook his head slightly.

Forget it, as long as you are still alive.

The woman on the other side rolled over for a while, then quickly stood up. The gun was immediately pointed at the motorcycle, and her finger was about to pull the trigger.

However, the next moment, she felt a sudden stabbing pain in her neck, and then a strong dizziness hit her like a wave.

At the same time, she felt her hand holding the gun was hit by something hard, and the gun flew out!

At the last moment before she lost consciousness, she saw two figures on the motorcycle, one large and one small, wearing full-face helmets, getting off the motorcycle.

Murakami's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and his screams were much less frightened.

Before he could understand what was going on, the figure driving a motorcycle suddenly rushed towards him.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt a pain on the side of his neck, and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

After knocking them unconscious, the figure came near the fallen woman and picked up a pair of binoculars.

That was the hard object used to hit the woman with the gun.

At the same time, the small figure also came to the pistol that fell on the ground, took out the handkerchief from his arms, and picked up the pistol.

After doing all this, the motorcyclist looked in the direction of the side window:

"nailed it."