Chapter 217: Touching the car, this is Touching the car (even more 77)

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 217: Touching the car, this is Touching the car (even more 77)

"Is the Silver Fox?" Seeing that the Memu police department arrested all the criminals who had left the ground, Conan was so depressed that he couldn't help himself. "The result was just a group of habitual criminals who made counterfeit money."

"What are you feeling about Kudo?" Ai Haibara, who was standing beside him, shook his head. "If they were really the organization's people, as soon as this happened today, the children and your friend named Joker would have something to do."

"You said that," Conan sighed, looking at the woman whose hat was taken off, showing an ordinary and mean face, "It's also a good thing."

However, I really can't tell that this aunt is still a murderer who dares to kill people.

I don't know how Joker's injury is.

He saw the first shot on the shoulder, but when he was shot again later, he was not able to judge the position of the shot.

If this hits some troublesome position...or if you go home later and see him...

"You are so brave," said the woman's wrist. The police department of Memu said angrily, "You dare to shoot at a child. This time you violated the gun control law and injured people... Although the victim ran away by himself, you must have been in prison for several years."

When the woman heard this, she twisted a little angrily and argued: "But! I just want to scare them! We just want to make fake money, but we don't want to take lives! God knows why that guy was shot!"

"Huh?" Conan, who was worried, couldn't help but make a question when he heard this.

"I deliberately avoided his direction, but he still...! Police officer, this is a striking battle, this is a striking battle!" The woman was still yelling relentlessly.

"Okay, don't argue. If you have any questions, go in and tell the prosecutor whether the prosecutor believes it or not." Seeing her words as nonsense, the police department of Megu twisted her arm without hesitation, tightened the handcuffs a little, and signaled the police officers on both sides to hold her down.

Conan touched his chin, thoughtfully, and looked at the remaining blood in the office.

Well, this shot is not easy to judge. He is not very sure of Aomi's original position. I don't know if what the woman said was true.

This shot, um... is a bit crooked, but it can barely be considered on the path forward...

But in the end, this shot is a bit...?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Conan quietly took out his phone and sent an email to Joker.

【Your injury is okay?

The woman who shot said that she did not intend to hurt someone, and you should not be shot.

I looked at the situation on the scene and it seemed... indeed...]

Tang Ze, who climbed through the window and quickly completed the dressing change, saw the message as soon as he took out the phone that was adjusted to silent, and couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, it is easy to hide it from others, Conan should not be able to deceive.

【bingo, I said it, no problem.

I prepared the fake blood in advance and was not really injured.

I mainly want to remind those naughty kids that running around to dangerous places will implicate others and even involve other people's lives.

It is better not to wait until things are really irreversible before understanding this principle.]

In order to avoid looking back, Conan ran to his house and found that he didn't even have a hole in his body. Tang Ze insisted that it was not real, it was a special stunt.

"Those kids said, you were shot three times." As soon as Xingchuan Hui walked into the door, he saw Tang Ze, who was cut into a wise form, sitting at the table and pressing his phone. He felt a little relieved, and asked while tying his hair, "Although I feel that it's definitely okay to see you like that, I'd better confirm that you are not injured, right?"

"That's sure." Tang Ze put away his phone, watched Xingchuan Hui take off his wise coat, pull off his striped tie, stretched out his hand, pulled his neck, and snorted, "Did you have a happy hit just now? I cleared a magazine without blinking."

"Anyway, you're not going to be shot in the head of your heart. Even if you hit you, let go, you can't get angry, let go!"

【It's for this reason?

Is there fake blood on the ground? Why doesn’t it feel like it?

Forget it, anyway, you're fine.

Do you need my help to deal with the traces on the scene?]

Conan hesitated to send an email, waiting for the other party to reply, while watching the blood on the ground, fighting between heaven and man.

Akichigoro went to the room upstairs to check it first, but he hadn't come to check it out yet.

After all, the real stronghold of "Silver Fox" is upstairs, and only surveillance cameras are installed on this floor. The purpose is to convict them of wiseness, and their attention is put there as soon as possible, and they have not yet come down to check.

Speaking of which, no wonder someone was squatting on the stairs. He ran into the door and Yuan Tai and the others into the office were under the surveillance of each other. Thinking about it, he was really scared.

He remembered that Akichigoro was a detective who was very good at on-site reconstruction technology, especially in the analysis of blood traces, with the precise judgment as if he was on the scene and watching everything happen.

Such a clumsy blood - Joker said it was fake blood, but how it looked and smelled like human blood - it must be impossible to escape the wise eyes?

[Wow, the detective representing justice, is this what it means to assist the extra-judicial madman to cover up his whereabouts?

Very touched, thank you very much.]

[Don't be in such a hypocritical tone. When the matter here is over, I'll come to find you.]

This is a worry-free look.

The guys like Hongfang are all too lively in their conscience.

Sighing secretly and smiling wisely, Tang Ze walked into the noisy office.

"Thank you all." He said hello to all the police officers who were busy collecting evidence. Tang Ze began to plagiarize other people's homework slowly. "They did create a kidnapping case. I found a lot of physical evidence, which has been handed over to the trace inspector for collection and evidence. The plastered man should be the platemaker in their team. I'm afraid that he could not complete the drawing because of an accidental injury, so there were so many Fukuzawa Yukichi who lacked a left eye. So, they found a young man who was good at copying at the exhibition, kidnapped him here, and threatened him to assist in the fraud."

"Well, it seems that these children are all telling the truth." Megu Shisan nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and looked back at the children sitting behind him for inquiries.

Azumi was still crying, her voice was trembling, and Yuan Tai and Mitsuhiko were also crying, with red eyes sitting there.

Well, it seems that the initial results are OK...

Nodding, he continued to say: "There are not only special pigments next to the photocopier, but also magnetic iron powder and other items. I guess they are planning to make a batch of counterfeit money that can deceive the banknote detector, and then use them to quickly consume and exchange them for large quantities into equivalents. When things are exposed, they will have already escaped. So..."

Just as they were about to come to the conclusion, they were indeed not ready to hurt people, but just to make money by making fake money, Tang Ze's eyes flashed.

...I saw that I was obviously scratched by someone with the soles of my shoes, and it was already covered in pieces, and I couldn't tell the blood marks in my original state at all.

Tang Ze: "…"

Work hard to destroy, but not much effort.

Conan, you are such a big detective, is it this primitive method to destroy traces?

If it were your skills, Kummel would have been imprisoned and made a fool of himself!

OK, next are 3 fan updates, and the unlucky 15 updates to encourage QAQ.
Chapter completed!