Chapter 219 Karasawa: Pisco - [Sorrow]
"Hey, I want to have a good talk with joker when I get back..." Conan, who was a little tired, rubbed his neck and walked on the road leading to 2-chome. On the road.
The job of coaxing children is a little more troublesome than he thought.
It took Ayumi alone more than ten minutes of talking to get the little girl to stop crying again. Even Genta, who had always had a bad temper, felt frustrated and awkward and pulled him to ask. Check out the joker’s situation for a while.
Although it is good to see these guys restrain their tempers a little, but leave this kind of coaxing job to him who is also a child now...
This guy Joker definitely did it on purpose.
"But he said it so happily. It was obviously him who told me that people in the organization like to wear black clothes." There was no one else around at this time, and he didn't need to hide his identity. He directly complained, "He The information he provided, and now he blames me for being too sensitive. I think he just wants to laugh at me.”
Kudo Shinichi really spared no effort to search for the existence of the organization.
I really don’t know where Karasawa’s inexplicable confidence in him comes from, yet he insists on specifically telling her that there is no need to hide the news about Kudo Asami.
But there is no way that he alone can handle the organization...well, not even with Karaze and his sister.
...In addition to the Japanese police...
Well, it seems that it is indeed a reasonable force.
...Why on earth did so many people gather around Kudo in such a short period of time? Even if he didn’t know much about the identity of Karasawa and the waiter in the coffee shop, his combat power concentration was very high. Amazing.
Haihara Ai, who had been fed a lot of spoilers by Tang Ze, rubbed his head and decided to reveal a little more information.
"He is not completely wrong." Haihara Ai confirmed this part of the news first, and then said cautiously, "The members of the organization have a division of labor. As you have seen The main dressing style of people like Gin, Vodka, and Tequila is indeed as he said, basically black. Even if this kind of dress is a little conspicuous during the day, they have no need to hide their identities anyway, and they basically show up. They are working all the time, and their work... you understand.”
Conan raised his eyebrows: "Assassinations, transactions, silencing... in short, they are all situations where there are very few witnesses."
"That's right. As for the only few witnesses...you You are also a witness, Kudo, aren't you?" Haihara Ai made a joking expression.
Conan put his hands behind his head and sighed: "Ha, you are right. You said that people in the organization have division of labor, but what about others besides them?"
" I am not the only one besides them." Haiyuan Ai tightened his bag, "There are many members in the organization doing other things. If you always focus on the black clothes, you will miss many important clues." br>
“Okay, okay, I admit that you are right. However, it’s okay to pay more attention to the guy in black. As you said, it’s better than being difficult to distinguish among ordinary people. Those are easy to find.”
"Then you might as well pay more attention to other characteristics." Haihara Ai shrugged, "For example, Gin has his own favorite car. Basically, as long as he uses the car within Tokyo, he will not change it at will. It is very conspicuous. It is a car that he likes. A well-maintained antique car, Porsche...356...A..."
Haihara Ai's speaking speed became slower and slower. At the end, she looked straight ahead with a pale face, her feet I can't take another step forward.
"What's wrong?" Conan, who was confused, looked back at her, saw her big eyes widening, and looked forward along her line of sight.
...I saw a dark Porsche antique sports car parked on the side of the road.
"?!" Conan's spirit perked up instantly and he immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the car.
"Wait a minute, Conan!" Haiyuan Ai reached out to grab it, but it was all empty. He could only grit his teeth and chase after him a few steps.
Really, how long has it been since you were punished for acting recklessly? Was it an hour? Why did you start making mistakes again?
Detectives are such a nasty species!
Good thing Conan finally remembered not to leave too obvious traces, so he didn't slap his hand on the car door and fumble around, but he still immediately got close to the car window, trying to see clearly the interior inside.
"Wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry!" Haiyuan Ai grabbed his schoolbag and stopped him, "This may not be his car, it may just be the same model!"
No, it might really be Gin's car.
Haihara Ai knows very well that antique sports cars like this are very rare. The probability of encountering the same model on the roadside is quite low. There is a high probability that this car belongs to Gin. But because of this, she couldn't let Kudo investigate at will.
Gin is a task machine that puts efficiency first and has no emotions. He cannot drive around without any purpose. He must be performing tasks nearby at this time.
With Gin's keenness, it was impossible for him not to notice that someone had touched his car. If he accidentally left any evidence, Kudo, her, Karasawa, etc. would all be dead.
More importantly, this place is only more than a kilometer away from the base where Silver Fox and the others were just now. Karasawa is now wearing Akechi Goro's vest and may meet Gin at this time. If Kudo sees this The scene of Gin and Akechi acting together...
Hiss...then...
"This kind of antique car is still rare, even if it is not their car, then... It's time to stop eavesdropping." Conan, who was very excited, was still close to the car door. Ignoring Haihara Ai's pulling with all his strength, he reached out and tore off a piece of the transmitter from the button. "I'll think of a way to stick it in first. In the carriage...let me think about it..."
Hai Yuan Ai pulled her face until her face turned red. She couldn't pull away the excited Conan, so she had no choice but to let go of her hand and tried to dissuade her again: "Even if it is really Gin's car, if you are discovered by him, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"I understand, so I will be careful." Conan confidently showed the letter in his hand Device, "After the incident involving Ms. Masami Hirota last time, I reported to the doctor that the adhesive tape of this transmitter was still too easy to be exposed and not concealed enough, so the doctor helped me upgrade the adhesive method... This is an antique car, and there is a lot of space under the window. As long as I stick things in this position..."
With that said, Conan immersed himself in evolving the adhesive method from circular tape to a stretchable deformable gel transmitter, and began to try to stuff it into the bottom of the car window.
The completely transparent gel will naturally degrade after a period of time and is an unexpected development product.
The doctor originally wanted to develop a degradable glue that would not cause pollution, but perhaps due to a formula problem, the glue he finally made would fail and evaporate in a short period of time, thus losing the properties that glue should have. function.
But if you use it as a spy method, it is simply an invincible timing device...
Haihara Ai, who failed to block it and could not give a clear reason for the blockage, was depressed. He pressed his forehead on the ground, quickly looked up and looked around, checking for pedestrians in every direction.
"!" After a while, she made an obvious gasping sound, and tightened her grip on Conan's wrist, "Quickly, they are coming!"
A tall man in a black trench coat, holding a gun in his mouth He was smoking a cigarette, talking to the people around him with his head tilted, waiting for the traffic light on the sidewalk to turn green.
Conan raised his head and saw two conspicuous men in black. His pupils shrank, he glanced at the transmitter that was about to be hidden in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "Damn, it's only a few seconds away. The clock..."
They are about to look over!
Having no time to speak, Haiyuan Ai shrank his shoulders and was about to hide behind the car when he suddenly saw Gin who was about to take a step. He paused in his steps, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to answer the call.
"Hello? Kumail, what's going on?"
Gin's voice came vaguely from just a few meters away, which made Haiyuan Ai calm down for a moment, and he began to look around secretly. , trying to find Karasawa or Akechi Goro.
The timing is so coincidental, it must be more than just a coincidence.
Did Karasawa discover what they were doing?
"Nothing important, I just encountered a case at hand. Can I confirm with you that the organization does not have any business involving the production of counterfeit banknotes?"
At the corner more than ten meters away, Tang Ze, who was dragging Hoshikawa Teru, used the corner mirror to pay attention to the image in the mirror that was deforming as the convex surface.
While talking, Tang Ze couldn't help but reach out and pinch the bridge of his nose.
This is a reenactment of a famous and nondescript scene... He just let a few children go for a while.
As a result, when he slowly caught up with the two small tarot cards walking side by side, he saw a scene that made his heart stop.
... I just left his sight for twenty or thirty minutes. Brother plot brother, you don’t need to take advantage of every opportunity like this, right? !
It has to be a big and small transformation, right?
Did Pisco eat your rice?
(End of this chapter)