Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

In the evening, a yacht set off from the pier and stopped temporarily after reaching the sea.

The man in black walked out of the cabin with a large backpack, reached the deck, and threw the backpack into the sea.

"Boom!"

After the heavy backpack fell into the sea, it splashed a bunch of water and sank quickly.

On the coast, Chianti looked at the sea with a sniper scope, then turned to aim at the man on the yacht.

The man took out his mobile phone to answer the call, and walked back to the cockpit.

"Gin?...Yeah, put it in a backpack and sank into the sea...W-what?!..."

"boom!"

Amidst the bang of the explosion, the yacht was surrounded by flames.

A section of guardrail flew to the surface of the sea in the distance, drifting along with the sea water reddened by the setting sun and the fire.

Chianti waited on the shore for a while, before smiling hostilely at the earphone, "It's dead...Gin, there's no movement on the sea for half a day, that guy must be dead!"

"Wait another ten minutes," Qin Jiu said coldly, "Make sure he is absolutely dead, and you can withdraw it..."

"Understood," Chianti responded, and complained again, "This guy really doesn't live up to his expectations. If he doesn't die, I can take another shot!"

In the communication channel, a low and hoarse male voice sounded, "Chianti, did you forget something?"

"Lack?" Chianti was taken aback, trying to recall if he had overlooked some important information, "Forgot what?"

Hoarse male voice: "Give me twice."

It was only then that Chianti remembered that he still owed a certain Lak two 'heads', choked, and complained unwillingly, "Stingy man!"

...

Shibuya District, Tokyo.

In the car parked on a secluded ramp, Chi Feichi cut off the communication to express his disapproval of Chianti's evaluation.

If he changed what he owed to Chianti, Chianti would definitely remind him three times for every action.

One time when the plan is known, one time when the action is confirmed, and one time before the action is started.

This time, he waited until the operation was almost over before saying that he had already considered the fun of Chianti's operation.

In front, next to the Porsche 356A, vodka was leaning on the ramp guardrail, wearing sunglasses and watching the broadcast on a tablet. From time to time, he sighed, "The scene is really miserable, there are bloody footprints around the corpse, but it doesn't matter if Seta doesn't need to solve it In such a chaotic scene, it may not be so easy for the police to investigate him..."

Gin stood by his car, watched the sunset at the end of the sky gradually disappear behind the building, and said coldly, "Was the high-level executive of the Imperial Capital Bank's head office shot dead, or was he killed under the watchful eye of the police protecting him?" ,The police put all their energy into the investigation, Seta shot the target at close range, the iron sheet on his body was stained with blood, and then hurriedly left the vicinity, the surveillance cameras at nearby intersections and store entrances all captured him, the police found him only sooner or later And that guy is very resistant to the organization giving up Ireland, and there have been too many petty moves recently."

Chi Feichi sat in the car to hide from the setting sun, and played "Plants vs. Zombies" with Feichi on the tablet.

In the final analysis, it was because Seta was dissatisfied with the death of Pisco and Ireland, so he had a little more petty tricks, and he also liked to push three things and four things when he acted.

A person who does not work hard at the beginning and may cause problems, a peripheral member, uses to do some risky tasks, and cleans up after use is also the consistent behavior of the organization.

"Next, I will broadcast the next news for you. In the shooting case that happened in Shibuya Park last night, after police investigation, the suspect Ryosuke Oling was not the real murderer..."

Outside the car, other incidents were broadcast on the tablet.

"The real murderer, Satoshi Kanda, has been arrested. Ryosuke Omine has also been arrested for buying and possessing modified firearms and kidnapping minors..."

"This is the case that Lak encountered, right?" Vodka was about to turn off the broadcast when his finger that was about to press on the tablet suddenly stopped.

In the rebroadcast video, Ryosuke Oling stood downstairs in the game company, with his hands in handcuffs, crying with snot and tears in his arms, "Thank you! I understand, just arrest me! I will learn a lesson well , strive to get out of prison as soon as possible and start a new life!"

"The change of Omine is too fast." Vodka sighed with a hint of mockery. "When he was regarded as a murderer before, didn't he kidnap a child in the shopping mall in Kubado Town and try to escape?"

Takatori Geno was leaning against the black car, smoking a cigarette, flipping through a local style magazine in his hand, and said casually, "Maybe it was Lak and Mori Kogoro who found out the truth for him. That guy is so touched."

Gin looked sideways at the tablet in Vodka's hand, feeling that Ryosuke Oling was more aggrieved than moved by crying, so he couldn't help but look at Chi Feichi in the car, "Luck, what did you do to him?"

Chi Feichi raised zombies with a tablet computer, "What's your name? It must be because I helped him clear his grievances regardless of past suspicions. He was so moved."

Gin: "..."

Hehe, why doesn't he believe it.

"However, what happened to your car, Lak?" Vodka asked curiously, "You seemed to be very angry that day. Brother was worried about your recklessness, so we almost drove over to find you."

"The front of the car was dented and deformed, and the paint on the body was peeled off. When I was sent to the repair shop, the manager at the reception asked me if I had a car accident," Chi Feichi said without raising his head, watching the zombie gnawing nuts that he had raised for a long time. "It will take three days at the earliest to repair it."

Qin Jiu took out a cigarette and bit it, a little gloating, "This is the retribution for burning Yushou indiscriminately."

"If there was such a thing as 'retribution' in the world, you would have died a hundred times already." Chi Feichi replied unceremoniously.

"Huh..." Qin Jiu sneered, "Everyone, each other."

Vodka hesitated for a moment, but at the risk of being affected by the flames of war, he asked aloud, "Brother, Lark, Srivova, do you want to have dinner?"

"Luck will definitely not cook again." Gin took out the matchbox, lowered his head and pulled out a match to strike, "I heard that there is a good club in Shibuya District, after the matter is completely resolved in the evening, we will go there together... "

When Vodka heard it, he suddenly became happy, "Okay, big brother!"

Chi Feichi had no objection either. Anyway, there were funds for activities, so it was not in vain.

...

after an hour.

A group of people from the Cold Butterfly Society left the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Really," the woman dressed as a catwoman complained, "Sister Xiangli will be nervous when she sees something that looks like a bomb, so what's the point of asking..."

Urao Ayaka looked at the beautiful woman named Uehara Kaori, she still had a smile on her face, she didn't say much, but she was a little puzzled.

If Kaori Uehara hadn't discovered the bomb and yelled loudly, causing turmoil, the Night Baron who was targeted by the organization would probably not have died. However, the police would not suspect that there was something wrong with Kaori Uehara, and asked Kaori Uehara to go to the Metropolitan Police Department , I just want to ask clearly about the process before and after the discovery of the fake bomb.

After all, from the perspective of others, Uehara Kaori just saw something that looked like a bomb, was startled, and just yelled.

Does Xiangli also work for the organization? How do you feel that there is organized eyeliner everywhere?

She hadn't noticed it before, didn't know about it, and the organization was really scary.

"Anyway, let's go eat first!" Ozawa Yuna patted her chest, "After the crowd dispersed, I found an uncle lying on the ground with bloody footprints beside him. I was really shocked. I must eat well You need to be astonished!"

"You guys go," Uehara Kaori saw the parking lot, turned her head and smiled, with a tired face, "I feel tired and want to go home early to rest."

Ozawa Yuna was taken aback, and then said with emotion, "That's right, you were scared by the fake bomb, and you were interrogated by the police all afternoon, you should go back and have a good rest..."

"Then you go back first," Urao Ayaka looked at Uehara Kaori and said with a smile, "I'll see you another day."

"I'll treat you to a big meal another day!"

Uehara Kaori smiled heartily, got into her car, and drove away.

Catwoman watched Kaori Uehara leave, turned around and boarded the car, "Then, I'll send Miss Ayaka, Yuna and Qingmu back..."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." After getting into the car, Urasheng Ayaka turned her head to find that Oda Qingmu was still standing there staring at the exit, and asked in confusion, "Qingmu?"

"Ah, it's okay." Oda Kiyoshi looked away thoughtfully, turned and got into the car.

In the blue car that left first, Kaori Uehara drove along the road to his residence. While waiting for the traffic light, he took out his mobile phone to make a call.

The answer over there was quickly answered, and the female voice was calm and leisurely, "Xiangli? Have you left the Metropolitan Police Department yet?"

"Yeah, just finished coping with the police's interrogation," Uehara Kaori saw that the green light was about to turn on, plugged the phone into the earphone, stuffed it into the left ear, and drove forward, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "This time, it's a well-known The banker is dead, and the trouble is not small, the president doesn't seem to know about this, right?"

Somewhere in the private house of Handie Club, a woman in a dimly lit room was sitting on the sofa with her mobile phone close to her ear, and the light from the screen illuminated her indifferent side face.

"Such a big matter, of course the president already knows."

"Yes, yes, but what happened this time is really troublesome. Whether it is found out by the police or by the president, I will die... I just want to get back the one million you borrowed from me last time. Travel and relax, if you don't mind, I will talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay, are you ready to go home now?"

"Yeah, I'm going back to rest... I'm driving, so it's not convenient to talk, so that's it, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

In the dim room, when the woman heard the call hang up, she put down her right hand holding the phone, her expression was gloomy, "She's planning to increase the price again, I'm really fed up with her self-satisfaction that she thinks she's holding me, and she's so proud of it It should be resolved as soon as possible, right?"

There was a chuckle from the opposite sofa, and the match was lit with a 'wipe' sound. The flame approached Belmode's charming and dangerous face with a smile like a banshee, and lit a slender cigarette. Your person, who has experienced this kind of action, doesn't need to stay at all. The organization confirmed before that she didn't seem to try to keep anything pointing to you. Of course, every time you meet and talk, you are careful enough. Then, this is This is the last time..."

The woman looked relieved a lot.

"Anyway," Belmode smiled and exhaled the hazy cigarette smoke, "She called you, go find someone to have dinner with, and prepare to create an alibi to deal with the police."

"Do you want to do it now?" The woman was a little surprised, "Then, do you want to tell over there that she is going home?"

"It's not necessary," Belmode said with a deeper smile, "There are a lot of smart people over there, and they will solve it cleanly."