Conan: Another Famous Detective

Belmod's pupils suddenly shrank!

However, before she could react further, Yu Gongming turned his right palm into a knife and hit her hard on the side of the neck.

Belmod's eyes widened, and with a muffled groan, his body fell softly to the ground.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Gongming caught Belmod's body.

With that, he began to take off Belmod's coat.

After taking off her coat, Belmode's proud curves attracted more and more attention.

"Tsk tsk, this figure..."

Yu Gongming sighed in his heart and gently laid Belmode flat on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out his hands to Belmod who showed no resistance... and began to perform simple treatment on the wound on her shoulder.

There was no way, after all, it was a penetrating injury to the shoulder, and he knocked him unconscious again. If he went into shock due to excessive blood loss during the fainting process, his life would be in danger!

He simply stopped the bleeding from Belmod's wound and took the motorcycle key from Belmod's body. After all, there weren't many taxis coming here.

Unfortunately, he did not find Belmod's cell phone, so he could only say that the other party was indeed cautious.

After checking Belmode's status again and seeing that she had not been awakened, Yu Gongming breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, pointed his gun at Belmode, and retreated step by step out of the warehouse.

After exiting the warehouse, he looked around: "Which direction did Belmode shoot from just now..."

After thinking for a few seconds, Yu Gongming turned in one direction.

After some searching, he found the motorcycle hidden behind a pile of construction debris.

He put away the pistol, got on the motorcycle, inserted the key, and the engine roared. Akira Hanomiya turned the accelerator and drove the motorcycle towards downtown Tokyo.

After driving for a certain distance, Yu Gongming saw a surveillance camera above the road.

"By the way, contact Meng Yu to make sure she's safe, and ask her to help with the surveillance."

Akira Hanomiya stopped the car on the roadside beside the surveillance camera, took out the communicator from his backpack and turned it on.

"Hey! Dream Whisperer?"

"You finally contacted us!" Mengyu's slightly excited voice came from the other side of the communicator.

When Yu Gongming heard that Meng Yu was in a bad mood, he quickly said: "Sorry, sorry, because I followed her all the way to the suburbs, I temporarily closed the communication."

"What's going on now?" Mengyu asked.

Yu Gongming said helplessly: "I was discovered by her, and I fought with her twice."

"What? Did she find you?" Conan shouted over the communicator.

"Don't worry, I was wearing a mask and didn't speak the whole time. She didn't know who I was." Yu Gongming explained.

"Phew! That's good, it scared me to death!" Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go away!" Mengyu's voice came, followed by a muffled "bang", and after Conan said "ouch", there was nothing more to say.

"What's going on?" Mengyu asked.

"We'll talk about this later. Now Mengyu, please do me a favor."

"What's up?"

"I am currently under a surveillance camera in the southern suburbs of Tokyo. I am riding an absinthe motorcycle. Please help hack the surveillance camera."

"Wait a moment."

After Meng Yu agreed, she fell silent for a while.

Yu Gongming faintly heard the sound of typing on the keyboard.

After about three minutes, Mengyu replied:

"I've seen you, riding a motorcycle and wearing a Ghostface mask, right?"

"Can you see me waving?" Yu Gongming said and waved in the direction of the surveillance.

"I saw it." Mengyu replied instantly.

"That's right. Come and show me the way back to the city. I'll find an opportunity to throw away this motorcycle."

"No problem, just wait a moment..." Mengyu responded.

After a while...

"Okay, now go straight." Meng Yu said.

"clear."

Akira Hanomiya restarted the motorcycle and continued to move forward.

…………

In a remote alley in Tokyo.

Akira Hagong walked out of the alley with a backpack on his back.

And Belmod's motorcycle had been parked in the alley.

He had also taken out a white coat from his backpack and put it on, and the bullet-scarred clothing was stuffed into the bag.

"Okay, they're about to find out over there. Come back by yourself now." Meng Yu said.

"Okay, see you later." Yu Gongming said with a smile.

He looked left and right, then headed towards the nearby Circle Line tram stop.

…………

In a dark and dilapidated warehouse.

Belmode lay quietly on the cold floor of the warehouse.

At a certain moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Two seconds later, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight.

"Hiss!" A burning pain came from her right shoulder, causing Bermod to take a breath of cold air, and it also made her wake up completely.

She gently covered her shoulders with her hands, and then immediately noticed something was wrong: "Huh? This feeling..."

Belmod frowned slightly, groped around for a while, and then found his flashlight.

She turned on the flashlight and shined it towards her shoulder.

"The wound has been simply bandaged... was it done by that person?"

She checked her body again and found that her clothes had no signs of damage, but her motorcycle keys had been taken away.

"It seems that that person should have left..."

Belmode struggled to stand up and looked around with a flashlight.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual around him, Belmode headed towards the warehouse.

After walking out of the warehouse, she carefully walked to a pile of construction debris and took out her mobile phone.

Start up, enter the power-on password, and Belmode calls up his contact list.

She started by making a phone call.

"Hey! Pisco, it's me... I'm at a construction site in the southern suburbs of Tokyo..."

After a while, she hung up the phone, came to the entrance of the construction site, and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, a white Ferrari stopped in front of Belmode.

The cab window rolled down, revealing Pisco's face.

"Get in the car." Pisco said calmly.

Belmode nodded slightly, silently opened the passenger door and got in the car.

Ferrari turned around and headed back toward Tokyo.

Pisco glanced at Belmode with his peripheral vision and asked, "Are you injured? What's going on?"

Belmode turned his head and looked at the darkness outside the window, and replied calmly: "Nothing, I was being followed by some guy. I originally wanted to lure him here to subdue him and see who he was, but it turned out..."

"In the end, you were tricked?" Pisco couldn't help but have a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"That man is very skilled, and he seems to know our organization quite well." Belmode replied.

"Oh? They know our organization very well? Are they the FBI and public security people?" Pisco's expression changed.

"No, it's not like that." Belmod immediately denied:

"That person's behavior is not like the official organization's style. I don't know who he is specifically."

"Then how did you end up?" Pisco asked.

"In the end we were at a stalemate, and then he left." Belmode made nonsense.

She didn't want to tell Pisco the real situation. On the one hand, she didn't trust him. On the other hand, she had some interest in that person and wanted to investigate secretly by herself.

"Is that so...Do you need me to arrange a new secret residence for you?" Pisco asked.

"No, I can handle this."

"That's up to you."

Silence returned to the car.

In this silence, the white Ferrari drove into downtown Tokyo.