Great Swordsman Ke Xue

Xianqiao-cho 2-chome, Ito's house.

A single-family villa, similar to Kudo's house, but far inferior to the doctor's house.

Ito Misaki, a well-known lawyer. If Shimizu Koji was here, he would probably recognize this plump and exquisite middle-aged woman, because he happened to see the relevant information of this lawyer at Kisaki Eri's place last night.

Unlike Kisaki Eri, this lawyer Ito is a very standard lackey of capitalists. She accepts any commission, and more than that, she has no requirements for the commission money, no matter how much, she can be regarded as the "enemy" that Kisaki Eri will face many times, and in a sense, she can be regarded as the public enemy of the industry.

At this moment, in her own home, Ito Misaki is not at ease at all. Looking at the dead body on the floor of the living room, she frowned deeply.

Glancing at her two brothers who were sitting next to her, two hooligans who looked like social idlers, Ito Misaki checked the time and got up from the sofa.

"Let's go, carry this guy's body up, and show those two little devils the consequences of not obeying."

"Ah, lawyer, I, we carry it?" The short and fat man with a headscarf looked embarrassed, and the long-haired man in a suit beside him was also a little hesitant.

Obviously, the two were not professional killers, or even thugs, but because they accidentally beat Kusukawa Nobuyoshi to death and were promised huge profits, they were tied to death on Ito Misaki's boat.

"Nonsense, do you still want me to carry it?!"

Ito Misaki was stern, and she even regretted why she had to find these two useless guys, but it was these useless guys who had guns in their hands.

If it weren't for the fact that these two people had guns, she would have wanted to kill these two idiots. Of course, as a lawyer who filed lawsuits for capitalists, she was not without a gun, but she was not very courageous.

In the secret attic on the second floor, Kazuha and Heiji were sitting on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs, tied together with their backs facing each other. There was a fist mark on Hattori Heiji's face, and it was obvious that he had been treated specially.

However, Kazuha's situation was much better, with no injuries, but his eyes looked a little helpless and silly, as if he had not completely accepted that he had been severely kidnapped.

"Hattori, who called just now?"

"I didn't see it clearly, but if nothing unexpected happened, it should be that guy Shimizu."

Hattori Heiji's tone was calm, not like someone who was kidnapped at all, and Kazuha heard it, paused for a moment, and continued to ask worriedly: "Then, what should we do now?"

"What should we do? Of course, we can only wait for someone to rescue us. We tried just now, and this broken handcuff can't be opened at all."

Hattori Heiji was helpless. He didn't expect that he would have such an unlucky and helpless day, and he also involved Kazuha. If he had known earlier, he should have gone to Shimizu Koji with Kazuha first, and then he would come again in the afternoon, maybe he could fool Shimizu Koji to join him.

Although Hattori Heiji had never felt Shimizu Koji's combat power directly, he could also get a glimpse of the leopard from Conan's usual complaints.

In short, there would be no problem dealing with these gangsters.

He was also careless and didn't expect the other party to have a gun, otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Hearing this, He Ye could not help but be silent. Waiting for someone to rescue them, that means, they can only wait for Shimizu Koji to rescue them. Only Shimizu Koji knew that they were here.

Hattori Heiji did not even call the clever little kid Conan like before to tell him that he was going to give him a surprise.

When He Ye thought about waiting for Shimizu Koji to rescue them, she felt a little numb. This was the second time that Shimizu Koji had to risk a lot to save her.

Recalling the last experience on Suzuki Maru, the memories of being kissed became a little vague and indifferent. Instead, Shimizu Koji's resolute eyes in the cold and endless sea, when he blocked the shark's bloody mouth for her with one hand, and his pair of red eyes seemed to be imprinted in the depths of her mind, and as time passed, it became clearer and clearer.

Recalling the embarrassing experience in the hospital bathroom that made her still unable to hold back her toes, she didn't feel angry because it was all her fault, so now, she was just full of shyness.

"Kazuha, can you see anything iconic outside your window?"

"Hey, Heiji, are you planning to--."

Kazuha woke up from her memories, and then tried to stretch her neck, and Hattori Heiji also tried to cooperate with her, but as soon as the two of them moved, they heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

Hearing the sound, the two hurriedly sat down again, and soon, a beam of light shone into the dark attic, and then, Ito Misaki, led by her two younger brothers, and the body of Kusukawa Nobuyoshi, all climbed up to the attic.

Facing the direct light of two strong flashlights, Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth to avoid the sight, but still couldn't help looking at Kusukawa Nobuyoshi who was thrown in front of him.

"Mr. Kusukawa?!" Kazuha exclaimed.

"See? This disobedient guy is dead. If you can't crack the code before tonight, you will end up like him."

Ito Misato crossed her arms, her face gloomy, and coldly threatened Hattori Heiji and Kazuha as if she were interrogating a prisoner. The two thugs behind her also had dark faces and looked at them with eager eyes.

Hattori Heiji glanced at the white paper on the ground that was placed in the only bright spot. The neatly arranged letters and numbers on it were the so-called secret code, which came from the dead body of Kusukawa Nobuyoshi.

"Come to think of it, this rat-like man in the gutter actually came to me to teach me a lesson, saying, 'If you don't want the evidence videotape of you instructing taxpayers on how to evade taxes to be made public, don't do that again', and that he had put the videotape in the safe of Tokyo Bank."

"But this man only told me that he had coded the password of the safe into seven digits, because just when I was about to ask for the correct number, he died."

"And you, just happened to call in at that time, what a coincidence, handsome boy, don't you think that this is God helping me?"

Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth and remained silent, but what he didn't expect was that he didn't say anything, and the short and fat man next to him came up and punched him in the stomach again.

"Uh--!"

"Heiji?!"