Chapter 255 Conan: Why are you more reckless than me
"Akechi-kun, why are you here!"
"Ah, Officer Takagi." Akechi looked down at his watch and was stunned. The panting Takagi Wataru stopped in front of him, "Are you looking for me? What's the result of the inquiry?"
"Um, um..." Takagi Wataru grinned awkwardly and pressed the button He opened his head and said with difficulty, "Kudo-kun called and provided us with a list of suspects..."
Goro Akechi calmly arranged the cuffs of his shirt and said unhurriedly: "Oh , I understand. I’m on that list, too, right?”
"Uh, hahaha..." After what he said, Takagi Wataru felt even more embarrassed and could only rub the short hair on the back of his head vigorously, "Kudo-kun, you probably just want to rule out all possibilities as comprehensively as possible. "
"The basis of my reasoning is that someone used a pistol, arrow or other stimulating weapon to destroy the chain hanging the crystal lamp." Without intending to ease Takagi's embarrassment, Akechi Goro said. Holding his chin, he muttered to himself, "It seems that Kudo has gotten additional clues. I seem to have seen him today. Was he also present?"
"That's not true... ..." Gao Mushe replied dryly.
"This is interesting." Akechi Goro raised an eyebrow, "Sure enough, it is difficult for me, a foreigner, to compete with this native genius."
Takagi Wataru choked After a moment, I felt my face was a little red, but I couldn't find the words to refute.
Akechi Goro's statement is generally consistent with the real situation.
He has not been active in Tokyo for a long time. Compared with Shinichi Kudo, who is more public welfare, and solves cases purely out of interest, Goro Akechi, who is seriously engaged in private detective work, finally seems more utilitarian, and is also based on In this way, he is far less familiar with the police than detectives like Mouri Kogoro...
In general, among the opinions provided by the two people, Search Lesson 1 is still more inclined to adopt Kudo Shinichi first. opinions.
... However, although he was describing the truth, Takagi Wataru always felt that today's wise speaking style was much harsher than before.
Akechi Goro is always at home in any social situation.
So when he wants to make people stand down, his skill with a gun and a stick is also top-notch - Takagi Wataru has seen it several times when he satirizes certain prisoners or people he dislikes.
How to put it, the answer with high emotional intelligence is that if he always talks to people with this attitude, then it is indeed necessary to learn good marksmanship as a self-defense technique.
Now Akechi, I don’t know if it’s because he was in a bad mood after witnessing the murder. Even the smile that seemed to have been permanently on his face has disappeared, and he looks like he means to keep strangers away. .
"Actually, Lord Kudo just wants us to confirm the status of the handkerchiefs on everyone's body." Pretending not to hear his sarcasm at all, Takagi Wataru forcibly changed the subject, "Akechi-kun, you got it The handkerchief is also purple, right?"
"Yes." Goro Akechi slowly put his hand into his arms, fumbled for a moment, and pulled out a piece of neatly folded cloth, "Is this it? ”
"Sorry, please confirm it for me." Takagi Wataru said, taking his handkerchief over, unfolding it and confirming the embroidery in the upper left corner.
Goro Akechi let him take away the handkerchief, holding it in his pocket indifferently, waiting for his next move.
Takagi Wataru, who had no chance of doubting Akechi, breathed a sigh of relief: "This is indeed the handkerchief distributed at the venue. Okay, please come with me here and make a simple inquiry record."
< br>Without expressing any objection, Goro Akechi followed him upstairs and saw several other detained suspects in front of the door that was temporarily used as an interrogation room by the police.
Chris Wynyard, with his long fluffy blond hair tied into a bunch, was leaning against the window, looking at the sinking sky outside the window with nothing to do. When he heard the footsteps, he turned his eyes and met Goro Akechi, who looked calm, met his gaze.
"Hey, we've all been questioned, why can't we be let back, or even allowed to make phone calls?" Female writer Nanjo Mikao pushed up her glasses and said irritably, "What else is going on?" < br>
"Sorry ma'am, we still have some situations to analyze..." Takagi Wataru smiled and raised his hand to suppress her further attacks.
"Next, Mr. Kenzo Masayama..." The door of the guest room was pushed open. The Megure Police Department ended their conversation with the previous suspect and walked out to greet them. At a glance, they saw the newly joined Akechi. Goro, "Ah, brother Akechi. Sorry, sorry, Kudo gave me some new clues... The ranges drawn by the two of you overlap. This is called, heroes see the same thing!"
Goro Akechi smiled and accepted the slightly apologetic slap from the Megure Police Department. He watched Kenzo Masayama holding on to his crutches as he walked tremblingly through the suspects with different expressions, passed by Chris Wynyard, and then Walk past him and enter the open door behind Memu Shisan.
"I'm going to talk here first. When it's over, I'll ask your opinion again, and I should be able to identify the real culprit." Police Department Megure gave Takagi Wataru two slaps with an honest smile. The gesture followed the door.
The door slammed shut again, and Akechi averted his gaze from the door.
Chris also withdrew his gaze, and the two looked at each other again. Apparently they were aware of each other's small movements and stopped communicating. They just turned their gaze downstairs at the same time. At the back entrance of the hotel, beside the side entrance that was not surrounded by reporters, a dark Porsche stopped.
"It's gin and vodka." Conan slipped to the side of the parking lot and waited for the doctor to pick him up. He looked at two very familiar figures walking down one to the left and the other to the right. When I got out of the car, my face was full of anxiety.
The call he heard in the crowd before was by no means an illusion...
There are only a handful of people who know his identity and may be present, and insiders such as Karasawa and Joker all have a certain level of force and are easily discovered when they are attacked or hijacked in a crowd. That is the most likely. The missing person is undoubtedly Hui Yuan Ai.
He talked to the doctor on the phone. Haiyuan Ai left a hurried note and left his house. Now he can't be contacted at all and has no news.
In desperation, he could only place his hope on the elusive joker.
Hope he is not too far away from the venue.
Pisco must be among the people holding purple handkerchiefs. Due to his request, the police are currently detaining all these people. Without anyone to assist or transfer, Huiyuan may be safe for the time being.
But no one can guarantee that it won't be another Codename member who takes her away.
The appearance of gin and vodka makes the situation even more precarious...
Should we go back to the hotel?
Hiding aside and watching the two men in black pressing their cell phones for a while, Conan gritted his teeth and then walked towards the side door of the hotel.
Can't wait any longer...
Just as he was about to rush to follow, a timely reply finally came from his phone.
【I found her. She is safe now. 】
Conan's eyes lit up, but thinking of Gin and the two who walked in the door, he quickly sent an email.
【Are you still in the hotel? Quickly find a way to leave or find a place to hide, Gin entered through the side door. 】
The reply this time was very prompt.
[She has been sent out by me, don't worry. 】
【What about you? 】
【Don't worry about so much, leave quickly. It's dark, children should go home early. 】
Didn’t he say that members of the organization might discover him, so he couldn’t show up easily?
Why do you mean you want to confront Gin when you say this?
Didn't this guy always like to mock him for acting impulsively and recklessly? Why did he become even more reckless than himself when things came to a head?
Conan stared at this line of words, vaguely guessing the implication of joker, and quickly picked up the phone and dialed it.
The only sound that came from the receiver was that the other party had turned off the phone.
My throat hurts————
Damn it, I have two yangs, but I have to go to work because I don’t have a fever and the symptoms are not obvious
Wuwuwuwu
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