Chapter 2761 2773 [What are you doing? ]
"What else can they do? Of course they will continue to live their lawless lives leisurely." Conan clenched his fists, "But sooner or later, I will make these abominable guys pay the price!"
Hattori Heiji patted his chest and said, "If you need help, just come to me! They actually have that level of technology. I really want to meet them."
The two detectives from the East and the West had a pleasant conversation. After verbally criticizing the Black Organization, they quickly agreed on the time of the banquet and then hung up the phone.
After putting down his phone, Conan felt much more relaxed than before and nodded slightly in satisfaction.
After listening to the phone call, Wu Tengu nodded slightly, floated off his shoulder, and returned to Jiang Xia.
Next to Jiang Xia, Toru Amuro, who was in a bad mood, glanced at him and said, "What are you so happy about?"
Jiang Xia came back to his senses and perfunctorily replied to the coffee shop owner who was wafting the aroma: "Before coming here, I didn't know which of the two things, 'not being able to see my parents for the last time' or 'watching my father die', was more cruel to Miss Xinming. But now, seeing that they still have so much time to spend together, I feel that my choice seems to be correct."
Conan, who had just hung up the phone and was walking over, froze when he heard this. Thinking of how he had suspected Jiang Xia not long ago, his conscience began to hurt again.
Amuro Toru was relieved, but Bourbon's identity made him yawn and comment: "How boring."
Conan: “…” Haha, he is indeed the suspected cold-blooded and ruthless organization cadre.
Toru Amuro did not notice the gaze of the little thing behind him that was not even as tall as his legs. He stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the police car below through the window, and sighed silently in his heart.
——Of course, he didn't come here today to work for the hotel, but to contact a guy named "Itakura Taku".
This is a programmer with good skills. And Amuro's past investigations show that this person seems to have some kind of deal with the organization.
And unlike those who are wholeheartedly working for the Black Organization, Itakura Taku is quite wavering in his heart.
This kind of person is a good opportunity to break through no matter how you look at it. Amuro Toru originally planned to find the right opportunity to contact him. If he resisted, he would knock him out and take him away, and then get the things he was going to trade from him... However, now, with such a large-scale search operation, who knows if any member of the organization will notice this place. If there happened to be an eyewitness who saw Bo Ben passing by this place...
In order to protect his hard-earned undercover identity, Toru Amuro clenched his fists and had to temporarily give up today's kidnapping plan.
"But it's not a big problem." Amuro Toru comforted himself in his heart, "Given Itakura Taku's alertness, he will definitely find time to change his residence after making such a commotion. As long as the situation calms down and we find the next hotel he is staying in, it won't be difficult to find a way to take that guy away."
…
The messy case came to an end just like that.
The new name Rentaro has not yet died. Perhaps it is a last burst of energy, or perhaps it is because he is a little excited after seeing his daughter, his condition seems to be better than before.
However, judging from the doctor's repeated sighs, this good condition might not last long.
No one disturbed the rare reunion of this family of three, but it is hard to change people's nature of eating melons.
Soon, the staff who arrived after hearing the noise figured out the situation, and then the news began to spread quietly.
…
"What on earth are these police officers here for?"
In one of the rooms, a thin man with a pointed face and monkey chin paced back and forth, anxiously pulling open a crack in the tightly covered curtains and peeking outside.
Listening to the whistling police sirens and looking at the flashing police lights, Itakura Taku frowned deeply: "Those black crows must have thought that I called the police... Then again, why are there so many policemen? No, I have to find out what happened first."
He took the menu and ordered a food delivery service at this time which was not meal time.
…
Before long, thanks to his generous contribution, Itakura Taku found out the whole story from the staff.
"This old man, even though he has a terminal illness, doesn't behave himself. He really causes trouble for others." He shook his head irritably and began to pack his luggage decisively.
"This kind of big shot making such a big noise will definitely attract reporters to come here one after another." Itakura Taku thought about what he was going to do next, and his face became extremely ugly. "I can't live here anymore. I have to move to another place as soon as possible."
He stuffed his luggage into his backpack and left his room card in the room. He did not check out, but dragged his suitcase and quietly slipped out of the hotel through the cargo channel.
Soon, Itakura Taku came to the street. He covered his face tightly with a scarf, raised his hand to call a taxi, got in it and drove to another hotel.
After the taxi left.
In the alley nearby, Toru Amuro smiled silently, stepped on the accelerator of his Mazda, and followed: As expected, he knew that once the police arrived, this target would definitely change his residence.
After Mazda left.
Deep in the alley, Conan, who had gone there and returned, smiled silently, stepped on the switch of the solar skateboard, and followed: Sure enough, he knew that this suspicious boss was not here just to be a waiter.
After the skateboard left with a bang.
On the other side of the street, Jiang Xia, who was watching this scene quietly, straightened his helmet and turned the throttle of the motorcycle: As expected, he knew that what Kudo-san said in a hurry, "I need to go to the bathroom," was definitely not true.
…
With each team separated by dozens of meters, a special convoy set off and began to cross Tokyo.
We happened to pass by a restaurant owned by an organization in a commercial street on the way.
Gin didn't have time to leisurely dine in the restaurant, so he packed up a takeaway and planned to push the door and go to the nearby parking lot.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, through the glass, he saw a familiar Mazda speeding past on the street in front of him.
"?" Gin saw the license plate and whispered silently, "Bourbon's car, who is that guy following?"
Just as he was thinking about whether he should follow and see, at this moment, another familiar-looking creature rode on a skateboard and passed by him.
Gin: “…” Why is Uzo’s house kid here… and from the looks of it, he’s actually tracking Bourbon?
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, a more familiar modified motorcycle passed by the door.
However, unlike the previous two, when passing here, the motorcyclist suddenly looked over here, then hesitated and began to slow down.
Gin: “…”
After pausing for 0.1 seconds, he turned around and walked out of the side door and headed straight for the parking lot. After getting in the car, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away calmly.
(End of this chapter)
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