Corpse collector in Conan

Vodka: "..." Hum, guy who has no culture, have you heard that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the bird is behind? You only see that the goal in front of you is acting alone. Didn't you expect you to act alone?

Everything is about to open, and the building has become the stage of Wuzuo, and the fool has to walk into the white and send it.

However, Uzo's identity cannot be disclosed at will, and the organization's tasks must always be completed ...

For a long time, "Mr. Yamada" decided to sell his teammates shamelessly.

He cleared his throat, and said strictly: "Although the exit of this hotel is limited, there are many windows. If the guy notices wrong, what should I do if we turn over the window? You have to keep someone staring outside.

After a pause, he said in a hesitant tone: "Are you worried that you are not the opponent of the weak fat man, and want me to be brave?"

Calvado snorted coldly, and it turned out that he couldn't let him enter the building again, and hung up the phone fiercely.

Vodka looked at the dark screen and relieved.

Nympho

"Mr. Lica, not that room, you have to go left."

Downstairs, Maorilan looked at the building that was gradually lit, and helped three sports stars who wanted to make the word "K" to guide the direction.

"So many rooms, this is really a big project." Suzuki Garden moved his neck. "Why not find a staff member to help?

Jiang Xia also looked up at the top: "Maybe I feel that it is more memorable in myself."

When Maorilan heard this, he looked back and turned back: "Yes, they just told me like this just now." It is indeed Jiang Xia, and he can reason the thoughts of others casually.

The Ministry of Service heard the praise in her words and snorted: "What's so surprising that is this? Isn't this the most basic reasoning? -I also know that they want Xiao Lan to help watch it outside because All three of them are celebrities.

Vodka glanced at him, his eyes faintly had the dislike of looking at the stupid students: "..." It really was too far from Tokyo, and he was not usually trained enough -how could Uzo do so simple? This is definitely just a superficial reason, and there must be other hidden feelings behind it. "

Thinking about it this way, Vodka couldn't help but retreat in the direction of the building again.

At this time, the walkie -talkie in Maorilan came again. Reacidis asked, "Xiao Lan, look again, is it almost the same now?"

Mao Lilan turned back and quickly looked at the building. She counted a few layers: "The room on the right at the bottom right corner of the word" K "has not been lit yet."

"Oh, I actually forgot there." Lekadis said as he went out and walked towards the next room that needed to be lit.

Mao Lilan suddenly discovered a dark shadow. She looked up and looked at the baseball star: "Mr. Mike, you have half of the curtains in the room you are now, you remember pulling it away."

As soon as the words fell, after two seconds, a shadow of a man brought the curtains to the side, and the voice of a baseball star came from the intercom: "OK!"

"Okay." Maorilan looked at the "K" of "K" gradually formed, which was very fulfilled. "The room that Mr. Lica was responsible for was also destroyed -good, only one room was completely completed."

As you said, the voice of Ricardis sounded in the intercom: "Okay."

As his voice fell to the ground, the last room in the lower right corner was also lit -instant, a beautiful and complete "K" appeared on the building.

"It's done!"

The onlookers also shouted with excitement. At this moment, it seemed to respond to their applause. With a "嘭" sound, a firework -like sound bloomed from the upstairs, and the windows in a room were broken.

"... What kind of movement?"

"fireworks?"

"No, no fireworks, it's a gunfire! Someone shoots !!"

The onlookers fled.

Vodka found a shielding and squatted down, watching the building vigilantly: "Shouldn't it be a gun from Calvado. In the eyes ... Should he not be so reckless?"

Nympho

One minute ago.

Calvado followed that American reporter and went to Room 203 along the way.

American reporters opened the door, and Calvades passed silently before the door was completely closed, and secretly stuck something on the lock hole.

The door click closed. After a few seconds, Calvadas listened to the door and twisted the door silently.

He flashed in. Looking at the chubby man standing by the window overlooking the square, Calvadas took out a handkerchief full of anesthetic from the bag on the waist.

One step, two steps ...

He looked at the back of the American reporter, showing a sneer, and slowly raised his hands.

At this moment, when the call, the room door was pushed away from the outside.

"?!" Calvadas instinctively rolled and shrank under the coffee table aside.

Almost at the same time, there was a shock. The guy pushing the door held a pistol and hit the figure standing by the window.

American reporters hit the gun without suspense. He made a groaning and murmured to the ground.

Calvados looked at this unlucky ghost not far away, and there was a trace of fear of wondering and anger -if he had hesitated when he avoided it, even a second ... then the shot just now will shoot fiercely. To him.

…Just like last night at the wedding venue!

Again?

Why has my luck been so bad these past two days?

Calvados’ eyes twitched slightly, and he wanted to curse.

However, facing an unknown gunman, he had no time to think at this moment. He could only hold his breath, raise his hand to grab the gun on his waist, and prepare for a life-and-death confrontation.

However, unexpectedly, the assailant did not enter the house—after shooting the American reporter, the man hurriedly threw the pistol into the room, then turned around and ran away, and the footsteps quickly faded away.

Calvados: “…?”

After a moment of confusion, he remembered his experience when he entered the house, and vaguely understood: “So that’s it. The lights in the corridor were on, but the lights in this room were off. So the guy who shot just now needed some time to adapt to the dimming light and could not see the situation in the house at the first time.

“I hid fast enough, he didn’t see me, so he only killed the reporter standing by the window… He was also coming for this drug dealer? "

Calvados thought about who the visitor might be.

...Then he quickly gave up thinking.

--A reporter who specializes in reporting celebrity scandals and a drug dealer...People who want to kill him might be able to fill up this hotel.