Chapter 131 Conan who ate all the car exhaust
Gin sat in the Porsche, staring at the port with only a few lights from a distance of dozens of meters, and the long sirens continued on the deserted streets. Echoing, four or five police cars drove into his field of vision and stopped at various entrances to the port.
After another twenty or thirty minutes, the police who rushed into the container area surrounded Akechi Goro and came out.
Goro Akechi's face was serious and heavy. He crossed his arms and kept talking to the policemen around him. He looked at the policemen nodding frequently, as if they were exchanging opinions.
The blood-stained female pistol in his hand was carefully taken by the police officer next to him and put into the evidence bag.
"Brother, it seems that Kumel handled the situation well." Vodka said, turning around to wait for Gin's next instructions.
Of course they are not staying here to watch the show.
Emails from Gin have been sent to various places in Tokyo, and secret figures have set out to clean up the assets and traces left by Miyano Akemi, ensuring that the organization's presence in this matter is eliminated, and Make sure nothing gets out that it shouldn't.
The reason why I am still staying near the port is to observe the aftermath of Goro Akechi.
Although this young man has had the code name for some time and his work ability seems to have been online, his main job is still to contact Bourbon. Although he has interacted with Gin several times, Gin has Liquor is never one to listen to other people's judgments. His ears are false and his eyes are true.
If this kid couldn't dispose of a corpse and aroused the police's suspicion, then Gin would have killed him on the spot before the police handcuffed him away, so as not to have to silence him.
However, Gin is quite satisfied with this trial experience.
He works neatly and neatly, with quick hands and feet. He makes a lot of strange words, but his actions are very quick and effective. Whether it is a tracking mission or the final two-gun sniper attack in a no-light environment, his performance is remarkable.
He seems to be quite good at dealing with the aftermath. Looking at him surrounded by police, it doesn't look like he was exposed and arrested. Instead, he seems to be the one talking about the incident, standing at the center of attention. Commanding something calmly.
"I have some ability." Although it is a bit expensive - damn, I have learned some crap from bourbon, but it is indeed suitable, and gin is no longer as enjoyable as Akechi Goro. Looking like a coquettish figure that everyone was looking for, he lit a cigarette and raised his chin sadly, "Let's go, there is still a problem to deal with in the police station."
Vodka nodded, turned the steering wheel in a jerky manner, and moved away from the police officer and his pretentious puppy coin colleagues who still made him uncomfortable.
The low-key black Porsche drove into the dim street, and on the other side of the road, in the opposite direction, a little boy on a skateboard quickly slid across the empty sidewalk, with the high-beam headlights on. The car passed by and rushed towards the dock illuminated by police lights.
Conan hurriedly scooped up the nearly dead skateboard into his arms, ran towards the police, and immediately noticed Goro Akechi standing among them.
This is the new detective who is a bit strange. Why is he here...?
This thought briefly slipped through his mind. Conan had no time to think about these small issues. His attention was immediately attracted by the increasingly clear sounds of conversation.
"... There are surveillance cameras at the entrance and exit of the port. You can check it, but in short, I am sure that I heard the sound of a sniper gun... Officer, you may not know the environment in which I grew up and the movement caused by guns. I will I still have some confidence in my judgment." Goro Akechi crossed his arms seriously and emphasized again and again, "I called the police as soon as I found the blood stains and collected evidence on the spot. The camera has been handed over to you."
< br>The questioning policeman rubbed the back of his head with a headache.
They are police officers from a nearby police station. Due to the population density, this is the first time a violent incident involving shooting has occurred in their jurisdiction. Although they rushed to the scene as quickly as possible after receiving the police, the Everyone is unfamiliar and confused about the process of such events.
"Anyway, I would like to thank you for your help, Mr. Mingzhi." The young policeman touched his nose and laughed awkwardly, "Because blood stains were found at the scene, we have informed the officers of the First Search Section Well, I might have to wait a little longer.”
“I understand, it’s hard to work overtime at such a late hour...Huh? Where did this kid come from?” It was only then that he noticed Conan approaching. Tangze lowered his head and looked at the elementary school student standing next to the police officer, "It's so late, how could a child come to a place like this alone?"
Following his words, everyone's eyes finally turned to Conan who had sneaked in unknowingly. If Karasawa, who was driving the map, hadn't clearly witnessed the Death Tarot getting closer and closer, he might not have been able to notice it.
No wonder the skill gives "aura mask"... It's a really powerful ability in a sense, Conan.
"Little brother, how did you get here?" The surrounding police officers came up one after another, and unconsciously switched to the voice of the children, "Tell the brothers, howl What's your name? Do you know where you live? "
"Have you seen a young woman here? She is about 20 years old, maybe wearing sunglasses or a mask. "I have no interest in pretending to be a child for the time being. , Conan, who had been looking for Hirota Masami for most of the day, eagerly grabbed the sleeve of a police officer, "I have been looking for her for a long time. She may be related to the 1 billion robbery. It is very important!"
Conan used his six or seven-year-old face to say such mature sentences, which seemed very inconsistent and made the policemen squatting around him laugh.
"Children, are you playing a detective game?"
"Don't disturb my brothers from their work. Come on, let's go over there first..."
No People took what he said seriously, and some police officers asked their colleagues to find some mineral water and snacks to see if they could take the child to the police station to find his parents.
"Young women..." Only Goro Akechi touched his chin and pondered, "If it is a young woman. Officer, can you bring over the few items I just collected?"< br>
"Hey, but..."
"Let this child identify it." Goro Akechi nodded firmly, "Since he can accurately identify the young woman wearing sunglasses, this child may really know something. What, give it a try, I don’t have a clue yet anyway.”
Conan, who was almost dragged away by the police, nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and ran behind Goro Akechi, fearing that he would be accidentally picked up by the enthusiastic police. Get pulled away.
He raised his head with some gratitude and glanced at Akechi Goro.
He is another detective who is willing to listen to children. As expected, he is better than high school detectives and will not take what he says as a joke like those adults.
Goro Akechi gave him a friendly and gentle smile.
The policeman who went to get the things came back. He hesitated again and again, fearing that the bloody things would frighten the children. He only took out two things in a transparent evidence bag and showed them in front of Conan. For a moment.
Using the headlights of the police car, Conan saw these two things clearly, and his face suddenly became ugly.
A pair of very large sunglasses, and a pair of patent leather fish-mouth high heels with a very familiar style.
"Miss Yami..." Conan gritted his teeth and directly grabbed the evidence box containing the evidence in the police's hand, jumped up and looked into the box.
There was also a small pistol in the box, a bunched fur coat, a plain petticoat... They were all stained with blood.
Chapter 2 is still a little late QAQ The author hasn’t eaten yet
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