Chapter 77 Cointreau·Variation Zhongdao

Chengshi.

His family had been intertwined with the organization half a century ago. After inheriting his father's legacy and officially becoming the decision-maker of Zhongdao Financial Group, he obviously chose a different path.

Zhongdao Chengshi, who had quietly collected all the evidence he could get his hands on for nearly half a year and had mastered too many secrets of the organization, finally decided to tear off the veil of the organization in front of all celebrities and the media today.

Unfortunately, the so-called Zhongdao Financial Group has already become a part of the organization. Every member who is parasitic in the group and takes his own interests as the highest standard will not let him block his own financial path. The assistant who benefited greatly from it found clues in Zhongdao Chengshi's drawer yesterday and quickly passed the news to the organization.

The secrets he holds are too huge. In less than a day, Cointreau and Bermode hurriedly escaped from the previous mission and came to this banquet. Before the sniper shot a hole in Zhongdao Chengshi's forehead, they got the USB flash drive full of the organization's dark secrets.

Unexpectedly, he died of poison on the stage before the sniper had time to act.

"What happened?" Bermode frowned.

"I didn't do this." Yu Gu Miao snorted lightly, and no emotion could be heard. Then, his eyes fell on the mobile phone with the screen on next to the freshly excavated corpse. "It seems that we are not the only ones who want to kill him... It seems that your mission is not completed?"

The woman paused while playing with the USB flash drive in her hand.

She only replaced the one that Nakamichi Chengshi was going to show to the public during the speech with a fake USB flash drive full of viruses, but... After taking the USB flash drive, she implanted viruses in the other party's computer and mobile phone, and the source files had been shattered long ago.

"Just in case..."

Yu Gu Miao narrowed his eyes, lifted the hem of his clothes, took out a pistol, and aimed it at the messy banquet scene.

The little boy with fluttering hair had already run to the field to check the body. Vermouth was obviously a little worried that the opponent's bullet would hit the child who was meditating next to the dead body, and his eyebrows were knitted together.

His eyes, which flashed with cold light, narrowed slightly. The bullet was fired from the gun and hit the mobile phone next to Conan Edogawa, easily turning the thin modern technology into a piece of scrap iron with holes.

"Who?!"

The sudden gunshots and bullets made the already chaotic venue even more chaotic. Conan Edogawa turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the bullet, but he couldn't see the person because of the limited field of vision.

"Seal off the scene, quickly!" Matsuo Kazushi rushed to the stage, took the microphone that still retained the body temperature of the deceased, and said in a loud voice, "Seal off all exits on the top floor, there are armed gangsters in the meeting room! They might be the ones who killed Mr. Nakamichi!"

His quick reaction earned an admiring glance from the young detective.

"Hey - what do you mean?!" A man who had already run to the door turned around and shouted, "That guy has a gun! What if he shoots again?! Are we going to trap us all here and let him shoot randomly?"

"Don't worry about that, sir." Matsuo Kazushi clapped his hands, and a dozen men in uniform immediately came in from outside the door.

"I believe my bodyguards can protect everyone's safety. As for the location where the gunshot came from, I just sent someone to check and blocked the stairs leading to the second-floor stand. The criminals are armed. For everyone's safety, please do not leave the banquet hall."

The man who was shouting just now looked at the row of bodyguards who were obviously taller and stronger than him with a suspicious look, and accepted the proposal with satisfaction.

"What should we do now? The guy who opened fire." The footsteps became louder and louder, but the woman did not look nervous.

"Then we can only go to hell together." Yu Gu Miao put the gun back on his waist, and glanced at the sanctimonious collector in the audience, "Or else kill them all, but... obviously my knife has no chance to show up."

"Mad." Bermode commented briefly.

Then, a muscular man in a bodyguard uniform pushed open the door to the second-floor terrace first, followed by a small group of guys dressed in the same way, all with dead faces.

"This way, please." The leader lowered the brim of his hat, bowed slightly, and gestured to the two people with a 'please' gesture.

The two of them swaggered through the empty corridor after being controlled by Matsuo Kazushi. Bermode's eyes wandered, "I thought you were only responsible for assassinations and had no interest in the organization's 'interpersonal relationships'."

Matsuo Kazushi was a hidden chess piece, and few people knew about his collusion with the organization.

"Really?" Yutani Miu asked in an unclear tone. They had already walked into the elevator and arrived at the lobby under the watchful eyes of a group of bodyguards. The lobby of the Beika Hotel was still in order, and they had no idea what kind of chaos had occurred on the top floor.

After the question was finished, the two fell into a brief silence, waiting until the car drove out of this area. Bermode leaned on the co-pilot seat, turned his head to look at the man who was driving the car, and finally spoke.

"Actually, if you look closely, you don't look alike."

Yutani Miu paused after tapping the steering wheel with his index finger.

He knew that the biggest similarity between him and Tsukiyama Asari was the curvature of the eyes. Apart from the eyes, the facial contours, nose bridge and lips were completely different. His appearance was much more aggressive than that of ordinary people, while Tsukiyama Asari was softer, not to mention the influence of temperament. Apart from the eyes, no one would associate the two of them.

But those eyes were too similar.

Therefore, the first reaction of people who have seen their faces would be "they look alike", and the differences that can be easily discovered after looking at them again were diluted because of this preconceived idea.

He previously thought that this would expose his relationship with Tsukiyama Asari sooner, adding fuel to the backlash against the organization, but now it seems that it would cause more trouble.

The first one to notice was Vermouth, so who would be the next? Tsukiyama Asari follows the young detective every day, and is involved in the main storyline.

It seems that he has been thinking for too long, and Vermouth has no interest in continuing to test him with words full of needles, "Change the frame..."

"Like a painter's style? It suits you, too. At least it blocks these eyes." After saying that, the woman felt tired for a rare time, and just turned her head to look out the window. Unfortunately, night fell early, and the lights were on in the car, so she saw her own reflection in the car window first.

She pulled off the makeup on her face, revealing her gorgeous face, and curled her lips at her reflection.

It's really strange. A few years ago, when Yutani Mia hadn't really become a Confucian, he tried his best to resist the other party's kindness and used all kinds of insincere words to cover up the fact that he had been attracted by this little light. Now that the faint light has long been extinguished, he can't help but release his meager... I don't know if it can be considered kind feelings to the other party.

He and Angel are probably two completely different people. Different, but similar. If he could grow up like Angel and live an ordinary life, what would he be like.

Bermode closed his eyes.

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Inspector Megure quickly rushed to the scene.

Matsuo Kazushi only had to seal off the scene and ensure that the guests did not leave the venue. He did not have the right, or the interest to offend others to do body searches.

The police's attitude in this regard is much tougher.

There was a shooting at the venue. He quickly arranged for the police to search the people present. Most people would not have a conflict with the police in this situation.

And because it was a banquet, most people wore slim-fitting clothes, so guns would be obvious no matter where they were hidden. Generally, it was only necessary to use a detector to lightly scan the clothes where they might be hidden, which would not offend people.

Although the guests who were confirmed to have no dangerous items and no personal connection with the deceased Zhongdao Chengshi were not allowed to leave, they were still released from the banquet hall in batches and went to the lounge to wait.

Watching the chaotic scene finally calm down, Inspector Megure wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered, "Handling murder cases like this is the most troublesome."

I felt the same way -

the young detective standing next to him was originally thinking about where the poison would be placed, but after hearing the other party's complaints, he couldn't help but reveal half-moon eyes and secretly agreed in his heart.

I don't know if the Sakura cruise ship can still set sail smoothly after experiencing this.

"Brother Mori? Have you found any clues?"

"Ah?"

The uncle who had been wandering around the scene stood up subconsciously after being called, and then his eyes kept switching between the corpse and the mobile phone, and finally shouted, "This must be a mutual silencing! The one who poisoned and smashed the phone was the same person. Maybe Mr. Nakamichi got the secret of the murderer and was silenced!"

To some extent, it was a correct guess. Asuka Kiri stood aside and silently complained.

No, this may not be done by one person. Conan Edogawa frowned instead, and he looked carefully at the crime scene. If it was to silence someone, why did they destroy the phone in public? It was more like the person who didn't want to reveal the information in the phone knew that the police would definitely get clues by checking the phone after the victim's sudden death, so he had no choice but to shoot in public.

But...

"Beep--"

The detector sent a sharp alarm sound. Officer Megure, who was checking the condition of the deceased, turned his head quickly. Not far away, Takagi Wataru was holding a detector and looking down and saying something.

The person in front of him was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was blocked, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"What's going on?"

Takagi Wataru was talking in a low voice with Suemitsu Sosuke when he suddenly heard a rather dignified questioning voice from behind him. He had no choice but to tell the rushing Inspector Megure the situation, "It's like this, the sensor went off when it detected Mr. Suemitsu's cuffs, and I'm asking about the situation."

"Mr. Suemitsu, is there anything on your cuffs?"

Several people's eyes fell on his black sleeves. The man changed his inner clothes again, but he was still wrapped in the black jacket that he had always worn, which was a bit too loose. However, although the cuffs were wide, it didn't look like it could hide a gun.

Suemitsu Sosuke simply pulled out the thing that made the alarm go off from his sleeve and handed it to Takagi Wataru, who was sweating profusely.

Afterwards, under the puzzled gazes of several people, he calmly explained, "Personal habit."

... Why would someone hide a blade in his sleeve as a personal habit, Mr. Suemitsu? ! !

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