Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 81 New York Incident (Wuhuo Kuaibo Chapter) (monthly ticket plus update -1)

"Sharon...Sharon?!"

Kudo Yukiko looked at this familiar face and said in surprise, "Why did you disguise yourself as Officer Radish?"

Belmode looked at the direction the young policeman was leaving and smiled: "That policeman is a fan of mine. When we were chatting, I heard that a car was coming here. I thought it was probably you..."

As she spoke, she took off her coat, "This coat cost me a lot of money..."

Kudo Shinichi was stunned when he saw it, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Mom, how do you know this big star?"

A former Oscar winner, Sharon Wynyard is quite famous.

"This one~"

Kudo Yukiko's eyebrows were crooked, and she quietly told her son about her experience of learning to disguise herself.

At this time, Mao Lilan in the back seat realized belatedly that the person in front of him was a big star. He leaned forward to the seat excitedly: "But thank God! I can actually see a big star like you on the street.

star……"

God……

Hearing such remarks, Belmode frowned slightly.

There is no God in this world...

If that were the case, where would those bad things from the past still happen?

Belmod looked at Xiaolan and remained silent.

On normal days, anyone who said God was good and wonderful in front of her, or deceived her into saying she should believe in God, believe in God, and believe in God, would have been shot dead by her.

But...it's just a disguise now, and the person was brought by a friend.

——She endures.

…

About twenty minutes after Kudo Yukiko entered the theater with her two children, a brown car arrived belatedly.

"Mr. Dongman, we are here...oh! Isn't this the sports car?"

The driver immediately saw Kudo Yukiko's sports car parked on the side of the road.

In the back seat, Tokyo Tenma's eyes suddenly brightened when he saw the silver sports car.

The target is here! He has not lost it!

The bonus at the end of the year is stable!

"Okay, just wait for me outside and don't run around."

Tokyo Tenma gave a quick warning, grabbed his small bag of luggage and walked towards the path next to the Golden Apple Theater...

Just kidding, there is a ticket check at the door.

Who is the decent person who takes the right path?

——

Old neighborhood, mobile abandoned building.

In the beer room, a blond man wearing a black trench coat laid out the body of a silver man and placed a black pistol in the man's hand that was not completely stiff.

There was an obvious bullet hole on the temple of the corpse.

The blood flowed down his forehead and had not completely solidified.

However, the blond man was very careful not to touch any blood stains... He wore gloves on his hands. After arranging the body, he checked it carefully to make sure that no hair of his own was left.

"That's it..."

Blonde hair and dark skin...bourbon of course.

Bourbon looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

The corpse looked like a suicide, and he had cleaned away all external traces. He was also very particular about the corpse's clothes and the position where it fell. Even if a powerful detective came, he would not be able to detect anything suspicious.

After doing all this, Bourbon left the abandoned building and walked down the street, where he made a series of calls in a phone booth.

The phone rang twice before being pressed.

However, Bourbon had no special reaction. After putting down the microphone, he picked it up again and dialed.

'The next step is to lure the fish to the bait...'

Bourbon showed a cold smile.

After waiting for the beep in front of the phone to sound, he immediately took out the mini recorder in his arms and got ready.

The moment the call was connected, he quickly pressed the play button:

'Help, help me! In the old street! The murderer has appeared, he is chasing me...'

The voice of an anxious young woman came from the tape recorder.

After playing this recording, Bourbon didn't even listen to the anxious inquiries on the other side of the phone, and walked straight away from the phone booth, leaving the phone hanging there.

"As expected of an actor..."

Bourbon smacked his lips.

After listening to the recording, he thought someone was actually hunting him down...

After taking away a guitar bag at the door of a store, Bourbon left the old street in a hurry.

…

Golden Apple Theatre.

Belmode pressed down the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, and looked at the actresses who were frightened because their armor fell off, with disdain in his heart.

The woman who was almost hit was yelling about who wanted to hurt her, and for a while she thanked God... and turned a blind eye to Mao Lilan who saved her.

Bermod looked at the actress named Rose and narrowed his eyes: "I said, what you want to thank is not God or God, but this girl, right?"

"Oh! Yes, that's right!"

The actress named Rose looked at Xiaolan gratefully, "Thank you so much, little sister!"

Mao Lilan smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, it's not a big deal..."

Belmode: "..."

Why is this silly girl so modest? Can't you tell that this woman is acting with you?

Mao Lilan shook his hand and discovered that there was a blood mark on the back of his hand when he was rescuing someone...

Kudo Shinichi saw that she was injured and hurriedly looked for a band-aid in his pocket.

Belmode: "..."

Forget it, good people will do it to the end and send Buddha to the West.

"Here, wipe it." Belmod handed Xiaolan a handkerchief, "I'm just saying there is no God, right? If there was, you wouldn't be hurt..."

Then she looked at Yukiko, "Then I'll leave first..."

"Eh?" Kudo Yukiko was stunned, "Why don't you stay and watch their performance?"

"Ah... suddenly I remembered something."

Belmode smiled and said, "Well, just enjoy it... I guess there is a good show."

She could clearly see the murderous intent in that woman's eyes~

——

Old street.

Unpretentious vehicles stop at every street corner.

West side street.

A man got out of a car wearing a knitted hat, long black hair, and a black windbreaker.

Judging from his appearance, he should be Asian.

The yellow-green eyes are a little cold and sharp...

He, Shuichi Akai, was a man who made everyone in the black organization gnash their teeth when they saw him, and was also a man who made countless members yearn for him.

"Mr. Akai, the report we received was in this area, but the woman only said it was in the old street, not where specifically..." Another man got out of the car, but he seemed to be of European and American ethnicity.

Akai Shuichi looked at the dim old streets and alleys, his eyes narrowed, "It doesn't matter, I will eliminate them one by one."

The coldness on his body made his companions behind him slightly uncomfortable.

Probably the sequelae of staying in a certain organization...

"...Would it be too dangerous for you to be alone?"

"He is the one who is dangerous, that road killer." Hide Akai's eyes showed an unnoticeable excitement.

Of course he has to act alone...

The reason why he took the initiative to intervene in this matter was because he smelled...the breath of those people!

There are definitely those guys behind this road killer - Shuichi Akai firmly believes this.

Provincial Assistant: Bell Mode VS Akai Shuichi

(End of chapter)