Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

On the abandoned building, Yang Ming was already sweating, because just now, a bullet hit a place not far from him.

At this time, Yang Ming was screaming in his heart: Please, I am eight hundred meters away from you now. Can you hit me with a broken pistol? Are you cheating, or am I cheating? No novel can write such a plot!

Anyone who has used a pistol knows that the effective range of a pistol is fifty meters, and its lethality is greatly reduced beyond a hundred meters, but in fact bullets can fly thousands of meters.

Yang Ming put away his sniper rifle, took a deep breath, and evacuated from the building. I will definitely not take the risk next time, at least not alone!

Haiyuan on the rooftop looked up at the exit of the stairs, hesitant to move forward. Because she didn't know if Gin really left.

"Hey, Haiyuan! Are you okay?"

At this time, Haiyuan's detective armband rang, and Conan's voice came.

"I'm fine. Someone just used a sniper rifle to repel Gin. But I don't dare to go there now."

"Chimney, you can evacuate through the chimney." Conan said anxiously. The situation on the field was getting more and more chaotic and had escaped his control. But from the current point of view, there is nothing wrong with the fact that the person who helped Haiyuan escape must be a righteous person. At least they are on the opposite side of the winery.

Haiyuan stood up with difficulty and climbed towards the chimney again.

A sharp pain came, and Haiyuan fell weakly from mid-air, hitting the bottom of the fireplace heavily.

"Ah~"

A low growl. Haiyuan's body began to deteriorate, and she struggled to crawl forward. She felt a severe dizziness and fainted.

"I really didn't expect that, Shiho, you would develop that drug to this extent."

"Perhaps you have forgotten me. When your father was still alive, I hugged you as a child. What a pity. Who made you betray the organization."

The person who came was none other than Kenzo Masama, a member of the winery codenamed Pisk.

Haiyuan's body had shrunk, and this scene was also seen by Masuyama Kenzo. She weakly raised her head to see clearly.

Kenzo Masuyama first lit a cigarette, then took out a pistol and put it against Haibara's head.

"The show should be over!"

Kenzo Masama was shaken, gave up on Haiyuan, and hid behind the wine cellar.

"Who is he? Come out quickly."

Conan's voice sounded, and Haiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Masuyama Kenzo began to search the house. Unexpectedly, Conan activated his passive skills and could not be searched during the reasoning process.

Motives, methods, evidence. Conan said all this, and Pisk broke into a cold sweat.

"Got you!"

call out!call out!call out!

Pisk fired three times at a barrel, convinced that someone was hiding inside because the sound came from inside.

Liquid began to flow out of the barrel, and Pisk frowned and stepped forward to check.

Besides the wine, there was only one loudspeaker inside.

"What I said is right, organization member Pisk!"

At this time, Conan stood in front of Haiyuan like an angel in the night.

Pisk looked at the little boy in front of him and asked involuntarily: "Who are you!"

Conan smiled evilly and said loudly: "My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective."

Pisk pointed his gun at Conan, but the next moment the sky suddenly burst into flames, covering him.

Conan took the opportunity to carry Haiyuan on his back and fled the scene.

Pisk tried his best to break free from the flames. He wanted to chase after him, but was blocked by Gin at the door.

"Gin, what are you doing?"

Gin took out a pistol and put it against Pisk's head, thinking: I am the only one who can kill Shirley!

"I'm afraid you don't know that the scene of you shooting was uploaded to the Internet by a reporter from Entertainment Weekly. I believe that tomorrow Mihua Market will report the news about your murder."

"I have information about Shirley that needs to be reported. You can't kill me."

Gin snorted coldly and shot directly.

"No need, I will track it down myself!"

Pisk fell in a pool of blood, and the information about Haiyuan eventually died in his stomach.

Looking at the flames filling the room, Gin couldn't help but sigh: Ah~ Shirley~ Wait for me~

Inside the yellow Beetle, Haiyuan was lying in the back seat of the car, his face white and his brain empty.

"What's with that flame? Don't tell me you know magic."

Conan looked at the falling snow outside the car window, his hands behind his head.

"Gin, a wine with an alcohol content of more than 96%, is easily volatilized into gas in the air."

"The gaseous wine will of course spontaneously ignite when it hits the cigarette in his mouth."

"You said someone saved you with a sniper rifle on the rooftop? Do you know this person?"

Conan turned around and stared at Haiyuan with a serious face. Haiyuan said coldly: "I don't know, I have no friends in the organization. If I have to say, apart from my parents, the only ones in my life are my sister and I have a good relationship.”

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"I think I'd better leave here. Gin already knows that I'm in Rice Flower City. If I continue to stay here, it will bring danger to you."

"Is that so? That's pretty good."

Dr. A Li looked at Conan in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

But at this time, Conan was thinking about a few questions: Who saved Haibara, and how did Gin know that Haibara was in Mihua? Is it possible that there is an undercover agent with us?

A figure appeared in Conan's mind, Dr. Ali!

Conan's eyes crossed Dr. A Li's face inadvertently. The only one who knows their identities is Dr. Ali, but can he really be from the black organization?

Immediately, Conan thought of Hattori Heiji and Yang Ming...

Porsche 356A above

Vodka drove the car, Gin smoked a cigarette, and lowered the window. It was no longer snowing where he was.

"What? Are we not going to continue looking for Shirley in Mihua?"

The image of Shirley and Akai Shuichi still lingered in Gin's mind.

"Of course, she has probably fled with the man who saved her. There is no point in us staying in Mihua City."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to care about Shirley so much?" A voice came from the back seat of the car. A woman was holding a makeup box to touch up her makeup.

"I'm sorry, Belmode. I don't know who specifically asked me to come here to support that old man. In the end, I almost..."

At this point, Gin said no more. Only Vodka knew what his boss wanted to say.

"But, is it really okay for you to kill Pisk? He is the leader of the organization."

Gin took the last puff of his cigarette and raised the car window.

"I got instructions from my superiors. When he was killing people, he was photographed and uploaded to the Internet. For a waste, the best solution is to silence him!"

"I'm not like some people who like to act without permission."