Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

Since I have decided to intervene in this matter as Moutai, I certainly cannot use the original gloves, electric batons and sneakers, which are weapons with their own distinct characteristics.

Fortunately, Kishida knew that he would use the identity of Moutai again one day, so he modified this tranquilizer gun early in preparation for emergency!

Now it seems that I really have foresight! Humph, I am such a resourceful and talented person!

"Sir, can you tell me where you want to go first~~" In the taxi, the driver waited for a long time but the customer did not say the destination, and finally broke Kishida's fantasy.

"Oh, sorry~ Please go to the Haido Hotel!" Kishida said, tilting his head and admiring the snow scene outside the window through the window!

"Sir, do you want to go to the Haido Hotel to attend the memorial service for Director Sakamaki?" The driver looked at Kishida through the rearview mirror in the car, thinking that the people who attended the memorial service were not all world celebrities! ? Since he is a world-famous person, he should have his own driver, right?

"No, I just went to the Haido Hotel to hang out with some friends!" Kishida shook his head and denied.

"I see! Oh, what a pity! If I didn't need to support my family, I would have wanted to skip work today and sneak in to attend the memorial service for Director Sakamaki!" The driver sighed and spoke casually.

"What's so fun about the memorial service? Are you a fan of this director?" Kishida asked casually when he was bored.

"No, what's so good about being a fan of a dead bald director! I just heard that even the super popular American actress came to the memorial service this time!" The driver said with longing.

"The super popular American actress!?" Kishida raised his eyebrows.

Isn't this Vermouth in the organization? That mysterious and charming "old woman"! ?

"It's Chris Wynyard, don't you know her?" However, the driver misunderstood what Kishida meant, thinking that he didn't know her. He looked very surprised, as if it was hard to understand that someone didn't know Chris Wynyard!

I can only say that in the eyes of brain-dead fans, the star they like must be known by everyone in the world!

If you say so, there are so many super popular stars in the United States, and you didn't say the name, how do I know which one you are talking about? ,

"Well, I don't pay much attention to stars or anything!" Kishida complained in his heart, but nodded on the surface, and then ignored him, and admired the snow scene outside the car window again.

The driver was also very tactful and didn't talk. He drove the car silently, and the car suddenly became quiet.

More than an hour later, the sky gradually darkened, and snowflakes fell from the scattered lights of the street lamps, crystal clear and fragmented. The biting cold wind near night was biting, at least Kishida, who had just got off the car and paid the fare, felt that he was stabbed in the heart, bloody!

Damn, I didn't expect it to be so far! If I had known, I wouldn't have called a taxi, I would have taken the subway instead! Looking at the almost empty wallet, Kishida wanted to cry but had no tears, and his heart was bleeding.

"My heart is so cold, waiting for money to hurt~~ Oh, I found it, Dr. Agasa's yellow beetle!" Across the street, Kishida, hiding in the shadow of the house, saw a small yellow beetle parked not far from the Haido Hotel.

"It seems that Conan and the others have already gone in?" After watching for a while, he found that the car was still motionless, and no one got out of it. There were only a few police cars around, but there was no big movement.

Kishida thought about it, estimated the development of the plot, and he already had an idea in his mind.

"Woo woo woo~~" After a large truck flew across the road, the pedestrian traffic light on the road also turned green.

A man wearing a black windbreaker, 1.87 meters tall, with a sickly pale complexion, walked out of the shadows. He put his hands in his pockets, his unruly silver hair fluttered wantonly in the cold wind, his face was as sharp as if it had been carved by a knife, and his sharp and fierce dark green eyes became deeper in the dark night.

He crossed the road slowly, ignoring the shivering passers-by who brushed past him on the opposite side, and walked to a small yellow Beetle not far from the Beihu Hotel with a mysterious smile that made passers-by unpredictable.

"Knock knock knock~~" The man tapped the roof of the car with his left hand fingers a few times. In the stunned and horrified look of Dr. Agasa, he quickly and secretly took out a pistol with his right hand and pointed it at Dr. Agasa's neck, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation!

With a light "swoosh", Dr. Agasa's body slowly slid down a little from the driver's seat, and then got stuck because he was too fat!

Sorry, Dr. Agasa, I didn't mean it! Please forgive me! All this is to make Conan, this reckless guy, no longer bring danger to people around him, including you! I really don't do this for the sake of skin!

He opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot seat, looking at Dr. Agasa who was knocked unconscious by the anesthetic needle, with astonishment and fear on his face. Kishida clasped his hands together, with guilt on his face, and said very sorry in his heart.

After apologizing, he looked at his current appearance in the rearview mirror in the car, and nodded with satisfaction. Referring to the template of Gin, the cold killer, the face is different!

Thinking of the passers-by who were scared away by this look just now, Kishida wanted to keep this appearance. With this appearance, those bitches who dared to murder him would have to think twice before they wanted to do it!

That's right. For the sake of safety, he didn't want to expose himself in front of Conan, who was getting more and more familiar with him. In addition, there was already a Vermouth who was proficient in disguise in the hotel. After a little hesitation, Kishida used the Gaiba Egg to transform himself into a cold killer who looked like "Little Gin"!

As for whether this would waste the props? Kishida said that the props should be used when they are needed. As long as he learned to disguise himself later, he would basically not need this prop, and he might get this prop from the system again later. Kishida knew from the system a long time ago that [consumable] type props can be transformed again from the system!

I remember that this thing can connect the microphone and intercom on Conan's glasses! ? Because he stayed with Dr. Agasa for a long time, Kishida easily found what he wanted to find, such as the microphone and Dr. Agasa's mobile phone!

"Ah~~ Kudo, how are you!" Holding the microphone similar to a recorder in his hand, Kishida said in a low hoarse voice, pressed the switch, and spoke to the microphone.

As he spoke, he took out Dr. Agasa's phone, took a photo of Dr. Agasa lying there, and chose an angle that made him look like a dead person...