The atmosphere in the car was silent for more than ten seconds.

Seeing this silly boy's resolute preparation to die, Belmode thought for a moment with one hand on his forehead.

It is very likely that the recent behavior of chasing and beating Shirley stimulated this little detective and made him feel a sense of crisis for the safety of the people around him. That's why he took the risk and made such a foolish move. thing…

However, it is still understandable. In the final analysis, this situation will come into being. Part of the reason is also caused by my plan to eradicate Shirley...

Forget it, I don't care.

Belmode sighed silently again, feeling a little tired all of a sudden.

She no longer wanted to worry about where this little detective got the confidence to shake or even bring down the entire organization based on the insignificant evidence of the button tone.

It's really that easy, are all the undercover agents in the organization just for nothing?

It seems that the silver bullet still needs to grow...

"Hey, don't waste any more time," Conan urged vigilantly, "If you plan to wait for your companion to come over, I can..."

"No need, I admit that I lost this time." Belmode interrupted: "I am willing to give up the pursuit of Shirley."

"What?"

Conan was stunned, a little suspicious of what he heard.

Admit that you lost? Does this mean you are going to the police station with me?

"Hehe... But I still want to remind you that the consequences of impulsiveness are not something you can bear now."

Belmode said, while grabbing Conan's arm, he pressed the airbag switch on the phone.

In an instant, a cloud of white smoke gushed out, covering the two of them.

"Cough...cough cough, you..." Due to the limitation of his body size, Conan was unable to avoid it at all, and choked on several mouthfuls of this gas.

"Don't worry, it's just ordinary hypnotic gas..." Belmode said.

"Damn... In this case, you will also... ahem..." Conan felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier uncontrollably.

"Yes, I'm going to gamble on my luck," Belmode calmed down and showed a sincere smile, "If you wake up first, you can call the police to arrest me, and you can even verify your guess and see if you can Find my boss, but if I wake up first, what will happen...you should know?"

Conan opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but his arms still fell weakly, his eyes went dark and he fell into a coma.

"No, I have to hurry over and wake up Shinichi, otherwise he might..."

Dr. A Li, who was paying close attention to the development of the situation here through the bug on the device, heard the words, and hurriedly started the beetle car that served as the signal base station, and drove towards the direction of positioning.

As a result, the next moment...

A gunshot came from the earphone, and Dr. A Li's face turned pale, because he saw that the values ​​of the instruments placed on the instrument panel and connected to the new sign signal all returned to zero.

No, it can't be... His heart and pupils were extremely constricted at this moment, and thoughts flooded into his mind uncontrollably.

Shinichi... dead?

Meanwhile, the other side.

Following Gin's method of avoiding anesthesia needles on the roof and using pain to stimulate nerves, Belmode opened the car door and took a deep breath of fresh air.

I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing...

She laughed at herself, and leaned her back against the side of the car. After emergency treatment of the wound on her leg, she braced herself and took off her coat to cover Conan.

Grab a few coins from the money box and symbolically close the car door with its long-shattered window.

Belmode cautiously dragged his injured leg forward.

Fortunately, Chrissy Wynyard's identity has been abandoned by herself after the Pisk incident, and the fbi has also investigated her relationship with Sharon Wynyard, otherwise the remaining dna that cannot be disposed of is another trouble…

"It's really enough to give people a headache."

Belmode took a deep breath and looked up at the full moon hanging high in the night sky.

With such visibility, in order not to be spotted by accidental passing vehicles, she had to move forward in the dark.

Fortunately, in order to avoid the fbi's pursuit, I chose a sparsely populated road...

"Huchi...huchi..."

Panting, Belmode lowered his head from time to time to check whether the wound on his thigh showed signs of cracking.

After walking like this for about ten minutes, a telephone booth appeared at the end of the line of sight.

She gritted her teeth and murmured as if to cheer herself up again when her mind was getting dizzy:

"Heh heh... I'm pretty lucky..."

He staggered to the phone booth.

After picking up the microphone and dialing Gin's number by inserting coins, a sense of powerlessness and dizziness came to mind again.

Belmode finally couldn't hold on, and sat down slowly against the soundproof glass.

After learning that there was no need to rescue Calvados, Gin drove the Porsche 356a on the way back to the stronghold.

In the co-pilot seat, Vodka is playing with the mummy mask he just took off...

In other words, this face shape seems to match me quite well. Do you want to wear this next time you do a mission where you can't show your face?

Suddenly, a phone rang, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car.

Unfamiliar number... Gin glanced at the caller ID, and did not speak after picking it up.

"Gin, it's me," Belmode said, "You should know, right? I was careless in action, and Akai Shuichi shot a few ribs with a shotgun..."

"Oh? So it's Akai Shuichi again."

Gin smiled playfully, "I remember you were in New York a year ago, you pretended to be a silver-haired murderer and wanted to lure him out to deal with him, but in the end you suffered a lot..."

"That's right, I think he would take it lightly in the face of ordinary murderers... If I had known this day would come, I would have done my best to get rid of him at that time..."

Belmode took a few breaths, endured the pain, and reluctantly explained: "Boss said that that man is likely to become a silver bullet to kill us~lightnovelpub.net~so..."

"Hmph... In this world, there is no silver bullet that can destroy us." Qin Jiu snorted coldly.

But because Belmode was recounting what the boss said, he just refuted a sentence, but he didn't ridicule him.

"Hehe, anyway, I'm in a phone booth on Route 20 right now," Belmode chuckled a few times, and then cut to the point of the topic, "Can you come pick me up? There was an accident just now, and I I can't move now..."

"Before that, I want to ask one thing clearly..."

Gin just wanted to ask about 'Kudo Shinichi', a high school detective, but when he got to his mouth, he remembered that Ye Gengyi asked Vodka to help him record a news program, and the atmosphere of wanting to explore the truth disappeared instantly. , the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, and said:

"Forget it...it's nothing, just wait where you are, we'll go there now."

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