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On the other side, a certain detective was returning to the 5-chome, Mayancho, in an FBI car, when he heard Gin's greeting like a devil's whisper through his headset.

He had just learned from the phone call with Dr. Agasa that Kogoro Mouri had sneaked back, and before he had time to worry, the crisis had become a reality.

Oops... can we still catch up?

Conan clenched his fists with a livid face, and the whole person seemed to freeze directly.

"Before your head explodes, I have something I want to ask you. The trackers and bugs you installed are very similar to those used by Shirley before. This is definitely not a coincidence. I will give you ten seconds. If you are willing to answer, raise your hand high, don't play tricks..."

Gin's whispers continued, making Conan clearly realize that this time he was really playing off a bit.

"10..."

"9……"

"We're here! The detective's office is ahead!"

On the galloping Mercedes-Benz CLK-class, a scolding from Judy Sterling successfully pulled back Conan's thoughts.

8 seconds left in the countdown...

It's too late to go up to save my uncle. We must let Jinjiu know that his judgment is wrong!

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly became solemn, and while squatting to activate the foot strength shoes and football belt, he shouted:

"Quick! Open the roof!"

James Black did not dare to delay, and did so immediately.

As the ceiling opened, a soccer ball collided with the glass of the office with 3 seconds left in the countdown.

In the scope, Kogoro Mouri's head cracked like a spider's web.

A strong sense of excitement came to my mind.

If it weren't for the countdown to the gin by the ear, Chianti would even think that it was Ie who couldn't resist the urge to pull the trigger ahead of time.

"Football?" Cohen looked away.

"It's a kid..."

As soon as Ye Geng spoke, he glanced at the building on the opposite side with the corner of his eye:

"Wait a minute."

"What are you doing! Who did it!"

Mouri Kogoro roared open the window and looked downstairs.

Conan rolled over and jumped out of the FBI's car, and Mouri waved his arms towards the second floor of the office:

"I'm sorry! I kicked too hard."

"Bastard!"

Mouri Kogoro had blue veins on his forehead, and before he had time to curse, he heard Conan continue to shout:

"By the way! Has the result of the horse race come out? Uncle, you should have been listening to the radio... right?"

"oops!"

Mouri Kogoro adjusted the earphones that had been shaken loose, and said angrily: "Damn! It's all your fault, and I missed the most crucial broadcast!"

Race, horse racing? !

On the opposite side, on the roof of the building where Ye Gengyi and a few others were.

Vodka looked over there inexplicably, "Has he... been listening to the radio all the time?"

"Hehe, it seems that this incident has nothing to do with him~"

Belmod said slowly: "Gin, you guessed wrong."

Ye Gengyi: "..."

Why do you want to make up the last sentence and let him judge for himself?

Do you really lose face when it's gin?

A certain Buddhist cadre frowned slightly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart...

"shot!"

Sure enough, Jin Jiu said with a cold expression: "Even that child was killed together!"

"Humph, no problem."

Chianti smiled and took aim with his gun, "There are only two targets, Ie seems to be looking for an opportunity to cooperate with you next time, the TrebleTap that I have been looking forward to..."

"It doesn't matter, you and Cohen discuss which one to kill."

Ye Geng took a half-step aside, as if to make way for Cohen, and he stood completely on the far right of the two.

Xiaobai...Ready, let's start.

【Yes, sir. 】

"Wait a moment!"

Belmod suddenly made a sound, causing Ye Genyi's slightly bent arm to fall again.

Several people looked sideways at the same time.

Just listen to this thousand-faced witch said in a tone of thought for everyone:

"If you kill a detective who is closely related to the police without any evidence, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble, and Ie your identity..."

"Shut up, Belmod." Ye Genyi and Jin Jiu drank coldly at the same time.

In an instant, a pistol and an M40 were aimed directly at this side.

"Uh……"

Vodka, Chianti and Cohen were obviously startled.

The former is obviously worried, and the eyes of the latter two obviously show some different emotions.

It seems that compared to shooting the detective and the little devil... or they are more exciting.

"Oh, what are you two doing?"

Belmod shrugged.

She also had nothing to do, so she could only delay the time as much as possible in this way, and let her godson and the FBI figure out a way to escape.

And just deliberately mentioned the identity of the detective, the police and Ie, just to prevent her from blocking Gin, when Ye Geng suddenly felt that the conversation had nothing to do with him, and it would be bad to directly urge Chianti and Cohen to shoot.

As for pointing the gun at yourself...

While Gin can order the shooting of detectives and children based on suspicion alone, there is absolutely no way he would kill himself with Ie for the same reasons.

"Big, big brother..."

Aside, Vodka hesitated to persuade.

"You seem to be talking a lot today, Belmod..."

Gin's finger is hanging in front of the trigger as if it will be pressed at any time, "Could it be that you have something to do with that detective?"

"Ha~lightnovelpub.net~ Belmod chuckled lightly, took a step forward and got close to the muzzle of the gun, and asked, "If yes, so what? "

"Hmph, forget it, whatever you want is fine..."

Gin slowly lowered his gun-carrying arm, and put the wiretap to his mouth, as if he was talking to someone on purpose:

"Anyway, the guy who installed this thing seems to have accidentally left fingerprints. After killing the detective, he will investigate the people around him..."

"Danger!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Genyi's suddenly sharp electronic synthesis voice.

At the same time, a slightly dull metallic sound came from his ears.

Jin Jiu turned his head in confusion, and saw that the M40 fell to the ground and rolled to his feet.

Ye Gengyi was clutching his blood-seeking left arm, and staggeringly pulled away Chianti and Cohen, who were aiming their guns at the Maori Detective Agency.

"Attention, 2 o'clock!"

Ye Geng yelled again.

As soon as his voice fell, the eaves where the two of them were before made a muffled sound.

"There are snipers in ambush!"

Chianti and Cohen didn't have time to thank them, so they rolled their guns and aimed at the top of the building at 2 o'clock. However, they could only see a back figure hurriedly got into the top of the sedan chair:

"Ran?"

"Quick, help, my blood can't stay here!"

Ye Geng squatted down to the side of Vodka, who couldn't fight at a long distance, grabbed the opponent's inner lining and pulled it hard, only to hear a piercing sound, the dark gray shirt was torn apart, revealing a certain organization. Silly six pack abs.