Conan: Peppermint Beluga

Chapter 87: Hirota Masami...you can't go!

In the hazy rain, a black Porsche 356A was parked on the side of the road. The guard Kishii, who had just come out of the bathhouse, held up a black umbrella and held the clothes he had washed and changed from the shower in his left hand.

When passing by the vending machine, he thought that he had made a lot of money now, and he pressed the most expensive can of beer without hesitation.

When the beer rolled out of the outlet, Kishii bent down to pick it up, and continued walking towards home.

The black Porsche 356A started slowly, and a half-smoking cigarette **** was thrown out of the driver's seat from the window, gradually approaching the unsuspecting shore well.

When the car stopped beside him, Kishii looked sideways in doubt, and his appearance was reflected on the black car window.

The slowly rolling car window gradually changed his expression from doubt to panic. Before he could call for help or escape, the vodka sitting in the passenger seat smirked and held up a pistol with a silencer. Shooting continuously towards Kishii's chest.

A close-range shot, even with a silencer to reduce the lethality, is enough to kill people. Kishii staggered back and leaned against the stone wall, his body fell down and fell to the ground. The opened black umbrella and the changed clothes fell to the ground.

And the can of beer that was shot, the golden yellow liquid bubbling out slowly, mixed with rain and blood, announcing that the buyer's life also disappeared.

Another robber, Shirou Kaizuka, who was staying at home, was shot to death by vodka an hour ago, and a lipstick of the same color that matched the pink lipstick mark found in the robber's mask was placed on the ground.

Gin was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was in a very good mood.

Vodka smiled and switched places with Gin, continued to be in charge of driving, and said indifferently: "Brother, do you think that kid from PORTO can kill that stupid woman tomorrow?"

"If he doesn't kill him, he has only one last chance." Gin wiped the Beretta M92F pistol and said solemnly: "That gentleman only likes loyal people, hum, he does have two brushes, but once he loses his trust , it will be solved by the organization sooner or later.”

"Really? I really want to see other expressions on that kid's icy face~"

Gin stuffed the pistol back into his pocket, threw the cigarette he had smoked out of the window again, and said, "Oh, remember to contact Chianti and Cohen, we have a mission tomorrow."

"Good big brother."

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He didn't go to class as usual. When Matsuda learned that the two accomplices who assisted Miyano Akemi in robbing one billion yuan were killed, he knew that Gin had been watching in the dark.

It is the same model as the pistol in Miyano Akemi's hand. At the same time, she also left a lipstick of the same color at the crime scene. This is all to put the blame on Miyano Akemi, so that when she kills her, she can be blamed for her crime. suicide.

Matsuda got up and put on his clothes and came to the vicinity of the Maori Detective Agency. At the same time, he put on the headset. At this time, the school was over, and Conan was still in the office, but he should take action soon.

"All the robbers of the cash transporter were killed last time? How could this be!" Maolilan exclaimed.

"Yeah, that man named Shiro Kaizuka was originally a racing driver, and he was killed in his own home last night." Kogoro Mori stretched out his hand to pull on his tie and said with a sigh.

It turned out to be a racing driver, no wonder he drove so fast yesterday.

"Uncle, why do you know that they are the robbers of the cash truck?"

"The police found the design sketch of the bank that was robbed from the bedroom called Kaizuka, as well as the timetable for the transportation of the cash truck, and then the notes they made on the planned escape route." Kogoro Mori picked up the table The teacup took a sip and continued: "And besides they were all shot by the same gun, another person was also killed last night."

"Hey? Who is it?"

"It's Mr. Kishii, the security guard."

Mao Lilan was surprised: "Does that mean that Mr. Kishii is also a robber?"

Maori Kogoro nodded and analyzed: "According to my guess, he must also be an accomplice. He usually likes to gamble, and he also borrowed a lot of money. I think yesterday he pretended to be threatened by the gangster and acted in the cash truck. Let’s open the door for the robbers. Because of the characteristics of the cash transporter, there is absolutely no way to open the door from the outside.”

"According to that, both of them were killed by another gangster?" Maurilan asked.

"There is a possibility. The stolen money has not yet been found. It is very likely that this person wanted to take it for himself, so he killed the other two people. The police officer Mumu is also investigating in this direction. I think It's a matter of time before the gangsters are caught." Kogoro Mori said indifferently.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because the police found a pink lipstick on the bedroom floor of the shell mound. After verification, the lipstick was found to be the same lipstick as the mask on the evidence. Other than that..."

"I'm also using the same lipstick as Miss Hirota Masami at the bank counter, right?" Conan answered.

Mouri Kogoro glanced at Conan and said solemnly: "Yes, it is indeed the same lipstick. I think she should have gone around the bank to join Kaizuka and the others while she was going to eat at noon."

The sound of their discussion came from the headset, and Matsuda frowned slightly. With Kudo's sharpness, he could definitely spot the problem. To Matsuda's surprise, Mao Lilan's voice came from the headset: "Where are you going, Conan?"

With the positioning system displayed on the mobile phone, Conan also began to run out of the office. Sure enough, Kudo realized that the person who shot and killed the two robbers last night was not Akemi Miyano.

Matsuda squinted his eyes to step on the solar skateboard and picked up the red bow that could change the voice. He directly imitated the voice of Kogoro Mouri and started to make a phone call with Mumu Shisan.

Hearing the content on the other end of the phone, as he thought, Conan was planning to go to the apartment that Miyano Akemi rented as Hirota Masami.

When he came to Room 503 on the fifth floor, Conan looked at the "Hirota" written on the door plate. After looking around at the door, he found that there was something under the flowerpot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He squatted down and took out the key under the flowerpot. , unlock the door.

Conan put the skateboard against the wall by the door, took off his shoes and walked inside. The house was very quiet. I'm afraid Masami Hirota was not here.

Looking around the house, he must find clues immediately, Hirota Masami is afraid that his life is at stake. When Conan glanced at the desk, he found that the socket was actually hidden behind the desk. He quickly trotted forward and forced the desk away, revealing the complete socket.

He opened the socket with force, and a key fell out, with a number plate number 26 on it.

This is the key to the rental safe!

"The billion yuan that was robbed should be here..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Conan was knocked out by a slap knife before he had time to turn around. Miyano Akemi, who had removed her disguise, picked up the key to the safe deposit box that had fallen on the ground, but heard Conan's weak voice.

"You can't go... Hirota Masami..."

Miyano Akemi turned her head and saw Conan sitting up, clutching the back of his neck, and frowned, "You will be killed if you leave."

"Thank you, I'm sorry, Conan."

Matsuda listened to the voice coming from the headset and knew that Miyano Akemi had stunned Conan, and this guy couldn't follow up in a short time. And according to her instructions, she had already checked the vehicle and whether there was a locator on her body, and determined that he couldn't follow, so Miyano Akemi started the car and left.

Conan, who staggered out of the apartment, looked at the empty corridor. He gritted his teeth and punched the wall. He hated his carelessness. If he hadn't paid so much attention to the socket just now, he would have noticed her. Get close to your own!

"Damn!"

"Don't let anything happen... Hirota Masami."

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