It didn't take long for Jimlet, Chianti, Keren, and Mizuna Rina to arrive at the previously agreed abandoned construction site. Gin parked the car on the side of the road and listened to the sound from the earphones quietly, guessing them. The next sniping location, however, the bug has not been destroyed, it is estimated that those guys will also know the content of their next mission.

"Around sixteen o'clock, DJ's car will pass by the bridge, and the assassination will be carried out there." Jimlet's calm voice was clearly transmitted to Conan and Gin's ears through the wiretap. Conan here gritted his teeth for a while. Will definitely stop you! The gins in the car were as indifferent as ever, they determined their destination, and stepped on the accelerator. After all, isn't today the parent-teacher meeting of Didan Elementary School? Why is that kid here? How could the FBI trust a child so much?

Gin didn't choose Chianti or Coron's sniper location. The white sports car was parked on the overpass, listening to the movement in the headphones, leaning on the driver's seat casually, closing his eyes and resting, it was not yet time for him to do it.

"OK, I can see it clearly here," Chianti put the sniper rifle on the front of the car, looked around, made sure there was nothing obstructing it, and asked the person over the headset, "How are you over there, Coron."

"It's very clear." Keren's voice was slow, but her character itself was like this, and Chianti didn't take it for granted. He excitedly pressed the button, and the butterfly tattoo on the corner of his eye became more and more demonic.

"Well, I'm at the reserved spot." Belmode sat on her motorcycle, wearing a helmet, her curly blond hair completely hidden in the helmet.

"Um...wait for Kiel...to..."

The sound of vodka came into Belmod's ears along with the noise, causing the latter to frown slightly, "Vodka, why is there always a noise over there?"

"Huh?" Vodka looked blankly at Jimlet who didn't know what he was doing with the walkie-talkie, but Jimlet obviously didn't pay attention here.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Belmod denied it lightly. She had already guessed that it was Conan who did it. No wonder he saw him in Cupido Park.

"Kiele, how's it going?" Jimlet's calm voice entered Minami Rina's ears through the walkie-talkie.

"Well, it'll be there in a few minutes."

"Say it when you get there, Kiel."

"Understood." Rina Mizuna, who was riding a motorcycle, looked at the road ahead and replied to Jimlet, but just as the communication was hung up, Kiel noticed the three cars behind him, tightened the accelerator, and wanted to rush out. But it is surrounded by three sides, leaving no gaps, and the other side is a high **** with a fence on it.

With superb technology and the unscientific Newton's laws of Conan's world, Kiel rode a motorcycle and jumped on the roof of the car that was blocking her. A little boy picking up the ball appeared, and the inertia of the sudden braking made Kiel fly out and smashed to the ground unconscious.

"Hey, isn't it okay, Gimlet," Chianti aimed at Toiya Bridge with a sniper rifle, her patience was really about to run out, waiting for something was the most annoying, "men who make people wait are annoying. Oh."

"Don't worry... Chianti, Kiel... haven't contacted me yet, and DJ...'s car hasn't arrived... to the bridge... over there."

Chianti was stunned for a moment, then straightened up, holding down the communicator on her ear, her tone was a little impatient, but she was inherently irritable and was not good at going around in circles at all, so she wanted to speak directly, "No matter what. Well, your voice is about to drown out the noise."

Jimlet was stunned on the spot, was there any noise? Thinking of the two phone calls with Kier in the morning, he suddenly turned his head to look at the back seat - Kier's changed clothes were all in the paper bag in the back seat.

"What's wrong?" Vodka looked back at Jimlet, who was lying on the seat back and didn't know what to do. There was only one person who could make him call him eldest brother. Besides, he was not a subordinate of Jimlet.

"Don't make a sound." Jimlet didn't care either, he said, reached out and touched the bag in the back seat, slowly took out a shoe from it, stared at the chewing gum on the bottom of the shoe, and then hung up a touch of danger. with a smile, crushing the sender.

"What? Cancellation? Everyone is here, but they said they want to cancel." Chianti heard Jimlet's order in the headset, and stood up with a sniper rifle, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Well, I have obtained the permission of that person just now, and I am going to change my target."

"Changing heels?" Keren also expressed doubts.

"Changing with the target?" Belmod tore off the blood-stained human skin mask on his face, his delicate face instantly became charming and mature, and stepped on the accelerator of the motorcycle, "So, where is it? The next target."

"The location is the Maori Detective Office of the Five Towns of Rice Flower Town." With a cruel smile on the corner of Jimlet's mouth, he actually dared to eavesdrop on him. He was really impatient. Are detectives so bold now?

Belmod was stunned for a moment, wondering, "Mori Detective Agency?" Isn't that Angel's house?

At the same time, leaning on the driver's seat and closing his eyes, Gin finally opened his eyes. His pine green eyes showed no emotion at all. There was no unexpected look on his face. He placed the black box under the passenger seat. Take it out, assemble a sniper rifle with ease, the window is lowered, and the black muzzle is aimed at the opposite bridge—a bridge about 600 or 700 meters apart—the scope locks on the target, and Tumen Kanghui doesn’t seem to have it. Realized that someone was going to kill him, it was the bulletproof glass that got in the way.

Pressing the trigger, the discharged bullet slashed a white streak in the air, and an oncoming car punctured the tire instantly, and the body slammed into the car where Tumen Kanghui was, everything was as expected by Jinjiu. How could the upright Tumen Kanghui leave the wounded alone?

Even if there are bodyguards, it doesn't hinder anything. He didn't use the laser sight. He pressed the trigger again, and the person in the lens was instantly penetrated by the bullet. After confirming that the target was dead, Gin took two seconds to put the sniper rifle back. Box, step on the accelerator and leave, as for how chaotic the scene over there is, what does it have to do with him?

"But, is it true? You said that Maori Kogoro installed a transmitter and a bug on the sole of Kiel's shoes..." Belmode sat in the rear seat of the Porsche and asked sitting in the passenger seat Jimlet on.

"Well, you can't be wrong. According to the report, he was the only person who had contact with Kiel before us today."

"But I wonder if he will..." Belmod was trying to divert Jimlet's attention away from Kogoro Maori, who was Angel's father after all.

"I don't know why he did that, but it must be him. If someone had put it on a few days ago, Kiel couldn't have missed it, and he's still a detective." Jimlet looked up at the man who was close at hand. Maori Detective Agency, with gloomy eyes.

"Is it the detective's fault for Kiel's sudden disappearance?" Vodka couldn't help but interjected and asked.

"Shh, don't be so loud, that bug is still fine." Jimlet's eyes swept lightly towards vodka and patted his pocket.

"Ah?" Vodka was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while, "Didn't you break it with the transmitter?"

"I wrapped several layers of cloth to prevent him from hearing the sound and put it in my jacket." Facing Vodka's puzzled eyes, he explained: "This way you can mess with him, while that detective is still alive. I want to ask him some things."

When I came to the roof opposite the Maori Detective Agency, Chianti shot off the antenna, the TV went out of picture, Conan called again, and Mouri Kogoro directly unplugged the phone line and put on headphones to listen to the horse racing. Come.

"Hehe, what an honest man, I just broke the antenna, and he is so angry." Chianti aimed at Kogoro Mouri's back, with a sneering tone.

"That guy, something seems to be stuck in his ear." Keren also aimed at the back of Kogoro Maori, who was unaware of this, and focused on the horse racing with one hand on the earphone inserted in his ear.

"Hmph, 80% of them are unwilling to listen to the sound of the bug that I installed." Vodka mocked, full of disdain.

"Then I will let him hear our voices as he wishes." Jimlet took out the bug from his windbreaker, "Do you hear me? Kogoro Mouri, don't move, I've already aimed from behind you. , I have something to ask you before you get a hole in your heart, the bug you installed is very similar to the one last time, but don't tell me it's just a coincidence, how did you know the organization information?" Jimlet After a pause, he looked at Mouri Kogoro's back with gloomy eyes, "I'll give you ten seconds, if you want to answer, take your left hand off the earphone and lift it up, ten, nine, eight... "

"Three, two, one..."

The two sniper rifles aimed at Kogoro Mouri, who was unaware of this, and just one second before the two snipers pressed the trigger, a football shot straight at the glass of the Maori Detective Agency, and a piece of glass became a piece of glass. Flowers, Chianti, Coron and Vodka were all stunned, "Foot...football?"

Belmod calmly glanced at Conan who was running towards him in the distance, and the corner of his mouth twitched.