Chapter 2785 2797 [Akai Shuichi's true identity] Ask for monthly tickets (づど)
Mao Lilan: "So I told the truth and said I didn't see anyone. Suddenly a car drove into the alley, and the colleague of the man in the knitted hat got out and asked him in English if he had found anyone.
"The man in the knitted hat said no. Then he turned to me and said that the murderer would not let go of prey like me and asked me to leave quickly."
Suzuki Sonoko realized something: "Since they chased us to the alley, could it be that the serial killer was near you at the time?"
Mao Lilan nodded: "I was scared at the time, but I couldn't leave. Shinichi was still in the building next to us. With his skills, if he met a serial killer, he would probably be gone in one encounter."
Suzuki Sonoko felt the same way: "When that kid didn't have a football, his fighting ability might not be as good as Conan's."
Jiang Xia: “…” Strictly speaking, they are the same. Not strictly speaking… Conan’s foot-strengthening shoes, anesthetic needles and a lot of technology do crush Kudo Shinichi who has nothing on him.
Mao Lilan: “The man in the knitted hat saw that I refused to leave, so he left me alone. He asked his colleagues to block off the alley and search elsewhere.
"I took the opportunity to go into the building to look for Shinichi, but suddenly I saw a lot of blood splattered on the ground. The blood extended all the way to the stairs outside.
"I followed the path and climbed up a few floors. Suddenly, I saw a middle-aged man stumbling down the stairs. We met at the corner. He had long white hair and a large patch of blood on his lower abdomen.
"I felt that he looked familiar, but I didn't react for a moment. Then Shinichi suddenly shouted from the upper floors, saying that this man was the serial killer and told me to run."
Jiang Xia finished the last orange slice and clapped his hands. He knew what Mao Lilan was talking about.
——A year ago, Shuichi Akai was tracking down a serial killer in New York. After Vermouth learned about this, she disguised herself as the killer, hoping to lure Shuichi Akai out and kill him in one fell swoop when the FBI was careless.
The ideal was perfect, but when it came to actual execution, Vermouth was shot in the lower abdomen at first sight and had to flee in embarrassment.
Shuichi Akai vaguely felt that the murderer in front of him seemed a little different from the previous one, but the difference was not big, so he continued to lead people to investigate in an official manner, and then he met Ran Mouri who was out traveling.
Not long after that, Mouri Ran and Kudo Shinichi met Vermouth who was on the run as a murderer.
Next to her, Suzuki Sonoko, of course, didn't know the details, so she asked nervously, "Did you subdue him with one kick this time?"
Mao Lilan said embarrassedly, "This murderer also had a gun, and the gun was pointed at me, so I didn't dare to act rashly."
"..." Suzuki Sonoko sighed, "What's wrong with these guys in New York? They have no moral principles at all. Compared to this, Tokyo is better. Robbers rarely carry guns. They all rely on their physical strength to kill people."
Jiang Xia held up his chin and listened to the story: "..." Actually, it was a people problem. The two people in the story were moved to Tokyo as they were, and they still carried guns... But just now he asked the ghost to look at Akai Shuichi, and this time the FBI didn't bring any, which was really disappointing.
Mao Lilan: "It was really scary. The killer seemed to know that someone nearby was looking for him, so he took out the silencer and put it on the muzzle of the gun, trying to kill Shinichi and me to silence us.
"But he was injured and leaning against the railing weakly. When he was about to shoot me, the railing broke and he fell out of the stairs."
"He fell to his death." Suzuki Sonoko was surprised, "As expected, evildoers will be punished."
Mao Lilan shook her head: "I didn't have time to think about it. I rushed over and grabbed him. Shinichi also ran down and pulled with me. It was too slippery on rainy days, and we couldn't pull the killer upstairs. Who knew he was so skilled. After recovering, he stretched out his hand to hook the railing and fell behind us.
"The silencer on his gun fell off, but the gun was still there. I thought he would push Shinichi and me down the stairs, but he didn't. He was just shocked and asked why we saved him. And then..."
Then Kudo Shinichi said: Only killing people requires a motive, there is no reason to save people.
Mao Lilan skipped this part: "The murderer didn't do anything to us in the end. I heard that he committed suicide the next day."
"It's not suicide." A voice came from the door. Conan came back without knowing when. Hearing what several classmates were discussing, this fake kid looked a little solemn:
"The scene where the murderer died showed signs of being deliberately cleaned up, leaving no extra fingerprints or footprints. Rather than suicide, it is more likely that the man in the knitted hat killed him and disguised everything as suicide."
After saying this, Conan suddenly realized something and smiled to make up for it: "This is what Shinichi brother told me."
Suzuki Sonoko's eyes twitched slightly as she listened to these words that made even adults shudder: "...How dare that guy say anything to a child?"
Mao Lilan was a little surprised: "Shinichi said that? But I remember the man in the knitted hat, and his companion's clothes were printed with the words 'FBI' - since his companion is an FBI, he should be one too."
Conan seriously reminded several students not to be careless: "That may not be the case. Maybe his accomplice with FBI written on his body is an undercover agent. Or maybe he himself is an undercover agent hidden in the FBI. After all, if he is really an FBI agent, he should be busy in the United States now. Why would he appear in Tokyo leisurely and always be linked to many illegal matters?"
"this……"
Mao Lilan was convinced.
"Could the long-haired man in New York and the man in the knitted hat we met several times be the same person?" Suzuki Sonoko thought of that handsome face and objected. "Maybe he is on vacation - there are so many armed criminals in New York. Maybe he is exhausted and wounded, so he wants to come to Tokyo to recuperate."
Mao Lilan frowned and tried hard to recall the features of the man in the knitted hat, trying to determine whether he was an official or an outlaw.
As she thought about it, her head started to hurt again. Although there were many pleasant things during the trip to New York, it was also accompanied by a high concentration of murders and some darkness that had a great impact on her. That's why she had unconsciously forgotten these things before, until a similar scene was played out before her eyes again.
Jiang Xia glanced at her and said, "Take a rest first. Whether he is FBI or not is of no concern to ordinary people like us."
"That's right!" Thinking of this, Mao Lilan suddenly felt much more relaxed. She lay back on the bed and sighed sincerely, "Oh, I really hope that there will be world peace and there will no longer be so many murders and homicides in the world."
Jiang Xia: “…”
(End of this chapter)
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