"It's okay, keep smelling it."
Sakaki Makoto said calmly:
"Anyway, it was left by a man."
"Man... Ugh!"
The image of a burly man comes to mind...
Conan's face suddenly turned green.
he...
I was a little intoxicated by the smell just now, but now...
My stomach is churning and feeling sour.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!!!"
"I didn't let you smell it!"
.....................
6pm, abandoned factory.
"You bastard!"
When he heard the busy tone on his phone, Kenzo Hirota flew into a rage, his anger visible to the naked eye:
"How dare you blackmail me?!"
He couldn't contact Hirota Mingliao.
According to the plan, after the robbery was completed, Akemi Miyano returned to the bank to avoid arousing suspicion.
And they took the money and hid temporarily.
result...
The day before the robbery, Hirota Akira proposed a robbery, and the two brothers swallowed up all the 10 billion yen, leaving not a penny for Miyano Akemi.
Kenzo Hirota couldn't resist the temptation and agreed.
Because Hirota Akira is a good driver and is his cousin, the 10 billion yen is kept by him.
By the evening, after making sure that the police had not caught up, Kenzo Hirota thought he could divide the spoils now, so he planned to contact his cousin and ask him to bring the money and reunite.
It would be fine if I didn't call, but once I called...
[Hello, the user you dialed has been powered off, sorry...]
My heart suddenly felt cold.
Black eats black eats black...
Hirota Akira even wanted to kick out his cousin and take the 10 billion for himself.
"Beast!!!"
Kenzo Hirota gnashed his teeth and was about to go and settle the score with his cousin, but...
Where can he find Hirota Akira?
Tokyo is so big, and Hirota Akira has no wife or children, so it is not easy for him to hide.
When he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, running around in circles...
A beam of light shone into the abandoned factory.
A Porsche 356a was parked at the door, its xenon headlights extremely dazzling.
Looking at the two figures getting off the car, Kenzo Hirota was startled:
“Who are you?!”
The Beretta M92F was pointed at him.
Kenzo Hirota's pupils shrank, and he picked up his shotgun to resist, but...
Bang!
He never figured out why...
The other party didn't even give him a chance to speak.
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