As a football puppet that has been monitored by the organization for a long time.

Neng Snob's behavior trajectory was sent by mail as early as the moment Ye Gengyi and Vodka left the airport.

After spending a few hours reviewing the time, route, and Masaharu Motoyama's murder plan provided in the intelligence.

In the afternoon of the same day, Ye Gengyi gave himself vodka again, and formulated a supplementary plan to ensure that in the event of an accident in the mission, all traces could be quickly cleaned up and then safely evacuated.

…

At 7:20 p.m., Miyazaki Prince Hotel.

Masaharu Motoyama used the landline in the guest room to call Noh Snob on time.

The two chatted for a few minutes, leaving an alibi.

Shoji Motoyama immediately packed his luggage and dressed up, bought a ticket from Miyazaki to Tokyo at the airport, and planned to take the 6:35 flight to Okinawa the next day, so as to create a direct flight from Miyazaki to Okinawa. 30 minutes time difference.

this night.

In a homestay in Okinawa Prefecture.

After Ye Gengyi assigned the vigilance work to Vodka, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

After all, there are still too many variables in the three-day action plan.

And the turning point was just now, a piece of information he obtained from the Internet...

In tomorrow's talk show, the famous detective Mori Kogoro will be a special guest and have a cross-border conversation with Neng Snob.

According to the law of "If there is a case, Ke must be there", as expected, Conan will definitely come, right?

It's rare that Belmode just stopped for a few days, I hope this godson will be more peaceful this time...

He turned his head and glanced again, because watching was too boring, and he didn't know what video he was watching on his mobile phone at this time, so he gave vodka with a smirk of "hehehe".

Apparently this naive guy didn't know the news that Mori Kogoro would also come to Okinawa.

Ye Geng rubbed the space between his brows...I always feel that tomorrow's task will not be too smooth.

"Hello…"

"Huh? What's wrong icewine?"

Vodka quickly turned off the phone, "Did I make too much noise and disturbed you?"

"It doesn't matter," Ye Gengyi continued to lean on the sofa, and said, "It will rain tomorrow, get your rain gear ready, we two will split up, and... you can get another car and find out that it has nothing to do with the organization Let Masaharu Motoyama drive that old car, and then go out with him to watch him kill people."

"Oh." Vodka nodded, then asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Ye Gengyi closed his eyes and meditated, "I'm going to sleep, you can continue laughing."

Vodka: "..."

…

The next day, early in the morning, at 6:35.

A passenger plane from Haneda Airport lifted off on time.

Masaharu Motoyama breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still a little worried when he checked the weather forecast in the morning, but fortunately, there was only light rain on Okinawa. In this way, not only would it not have any impact on the flight, but it would also not hinder Nono Snob's jogging training!

Thinking about it, Motoyama Masaharu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and he buried his face under the thick scarf, preparing to take a short rest.

However, at this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the side.

Masaharu Motoyama looked sideways, and saw a young girl with horns on her head, who accidentally dropped a box of tennis **** on the shelf.

The lid pops open and the tennis ball bounces around.

Valley

As a former professional baseball player, the instinct still left in his muscles allowed him to grab one directly and throw it back to the opponent.

"Sorry, thank you." Mao Lilan took it apologetically.

Behind him, Conan asked a little strangely: "Sister Xiaolan, why did you bring tennis balls?"

"Because of the TV show last night," Mao Lilan explained: "When the boys in our class knew that Dad was going to have a conversation with the powerful contestant, they called me and asked me to help get the other's autograph..."

"So, why tennis balls?" Mori Kogoro said with half-moon eyes.

"I can't help it, time is too tight, and the convenience store near my home doesn't sell signature boards." Mao Lilan packed the box of tennis **** and put them back into the satchel: "But they said that any sign is fine, so I Just brought the garden to my tennis ball..."

Mori Kogoro asked: "You brought four balls, which means that there are four members of the baseball club in your class."

"No, there are only three boys in the baseball club," Mao Lilan looked away with some guilt, "the other one...the other one is me...it's me..."

"Oh...you want it for your mother, right?" Mori Kogoro said straight away, "Eri has always been a Panthers fan."

"That's right, please, Dad, can you help Mom get an autograph too?" Mao Lilan smiled sheepishly, "Please, it's rare that Dad and Nose contestant can meet."

"I don't want it," Mori Kogoro looked away arrogantly, "Get a tennis ball to get a baseball player's autograph, I won't do such an embarrassing thing!"

"That's right, sister Xiaolan..."

Conan suggested: "When we arrive in Okinawa, let's find a shop that sells signature plates."

Masaharu Motoyama, who was sitting on the side, listened to the conversation of several people, and his face buried in the scarf became more and more ugly.

The famous detective Mori Kogoro... The corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching a few times.

What did I do just now, I actually grabbed that tennis ball with my bare hands!

No, we must find a way to get it back!

…

At 9:20 in the morning, after the plane landed at Naha Airport, Masaharu Motoyama immediately put on a black raincoat with a hood, and walked through the boarding gate to the parking lot.

Looking up, I saw Vodka's broad figure standing in front of a black Honda car.

Masaharu Motoyama walked over quickly, and before he could speak, a key was thrown in front of him.

Vodka opened the door, took a seat in the back row, and urged: "Move quickly, Neng Snob is running along the coastal road."

"oh oh…"

Motoyama Masaharu nodded hurriedly after catching it, the rain dripped on his face, and a chill suddenly rushed into his heart.

He shivered, and before he had time to think about it, he started the car and drove towards the coastal road.

9:33 a.m.

Neng Snob was still jogging according to the planned route.

Because he is a celebrity, in order to avoid meeting fans and affecting the effect of exercise, on the day he came to Okinawa to stay at the coastal hotel, he chose this path that few people would come to on weekdays~www.mtlnovel .com~ It’s raining today, and I’m wearing a raincoat again. The passerby in front probably won’t recognize me and ask for my autograph...

Neng Snob thought about it, and suddenly a familiar voice came from his ear:

"You haven't changed at all, Nengshi... When you run, your head will still habitually tilt to the right..."

"Ben...Mr. Benshan, why are you here?"

Neng Snobbish Sanyi stopped in a daze, glanced at his watch with some astonishment, "It's only half past nine, isn't it?"

"Hmph...Didn't I say it on the phone last night?"

Masaharu Motoyama slowly pulled out the dagger in his pocket, and stabbed straight at the opponent's abdomen. Looking at No Snob who fell on the ground, he added the second half of the sentence, "For you, I will fly over at any time..."

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