2774 [The funeral convoy of the black organization]
Gin: "..." The glass door just now has a special material. You can only see clearly from the inside to the outside of the store, but it will reflect light when you look from the outside to the inside... How on earth did that boy Uzzo see him?
?
But forget it, it's not important.
Compared with this, the top priority is to stay away from that weird convoy - he is happy to see Bourbon unlucky, but he doesn't want to make himself the material for Bourbon's misfortune. After all, he has too many things to be busy with and has no time to get involved.
In that over-energetic guy's stage game.
"Hope the bourbon has fun."
Amidst low blessings, a black Porsche gloated away from here.
…
Itakura Taku sat tiredly in the taxi, unaware of the following behind him.
Behind the taxi.
Toru Amuro glanced in the rearview mirror a few times. Then he suddenly smiled, turned the steering wheel as if nothing had happened, left the taxi, and entered the side road.
——It is enough to follow him here. Combining Itakura Taku's route and past habits, as well as the distribution of hotels in Tokyo, Amuro Toru is very sure which hotel the other party will stay in.
When tracking, he always stayed at the farthest distance that could maintain his field of vision. In other words, now the little stalker behind him could only see him, but not the direction in which the taxi was leaving.
"He dared to ride his skateboard before it got dark, and followed him so blatantly... I don't know whether he looked down on me or looked down on the traffic laws." Toru Amuro tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, showing a bourbon-like malice.
Smiling, "This kid should be beaten by society."
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Behind the Mazda.
As the vehicle drove away from the business district, Conan finally no longer had to run red lights or survive in dense traffic.
This made him secretly relieved, but at the same time he couldn't help but worry: there were fewer and fewer cars around, and he became more and more conspicuous... What if the suspicious boss in front noticed him.
"However, on the bright side, people who are following others often ignore the threats coming from behind... Just like when I was busy observing Vodka, but was knocked down by Gin from behind." Conan sighed.
, patted his primary school student’s face:
"And what's wrong with me, a primary school student, playing naughty on a skateboard, and then chasing after an acquaintance naughtily? Isn't this very normal?"
Thinking like this, Conan encouraged himself, stepped on the accelerator switch again, and sped to catch up - the car in front suddenly accelerated, and in order not to be thrown away, he had to catch up as soon as possible.
...Then Conan gradually realized something was wrong.
"Why are there so many speed bumps on this road? It's so bumpy, I feel a little dizzy..."
"What kind of terrain is this? How on earth did he drive his car through this damn place?"
"Who put so much garbage in the alley? Please pay attention to your quality!"
An ordinary tracking seemed to have turned into a long afterburner, leaving Conan physically and mentally exhausted.
"It turns out that skateboarding is such a tiring thing..." Conan gasped, and suddenly his vision froze - it happened again, this time there was a tunnel ahead!
"At this speed, it doesn't look like he is following someone else at all." Conan realized something belatedly, "Has that guy discovered my following and is now playing tricks on me?"
...The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is it.
"Tsk, I remember that after passing this tunnel, there is a curve in front of him. Then I can see whether there is a car in front of him." Conan took a deep breath, and felt a little happy in his heart: Finally, this
The pursuit, like an obstacle course, is finally coming to an end...
While thinking with complicated emotions, he drove into the tunnel and at the same time lit the flashlight on his watch to shine ahead.
After seeing the terrain clearly, Conan's pupils shrank suddenly: There was actually a large pool of water in the tunnel. If this continues, he would soon run into that pool of water!
"He wants me to turn into a drowned rat, have to go home and change clothes, and then give up tracking him?!"
This thought flashed through Conan's mind. Seeing the water spreading more than ten meters forward, he gritted his teeth and stepped on the pedal, trying to leap up and slide over the wall.
However, reason told him that it was too late to take off at this time. Seeing that he was about to crash into the water, Conan gritted his teeth, scolding the cunning boss in his heart, and raised his hands to cover his face.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to crash into the water, with a roar of the accelerator, a hand stretched out from the side and easily picked him up.
With a whine, the speeding motorcycle ran over the wall and landed along the slightly curved wall, just passing by the pool of water.
The empty skateboard, with no one pressing the switch, lost power halfway and slid slowly through the water.
The motorcycle stopped with a creak.
Conan was stunned for a few seconds, and finally came to his senses. He stared at the rider who was racing randomly and said in surprise: "Jiang Xia? Why are you here!"
Jiang Xia picked up the skateboard, swung the water and handed it to him: "I just saw you sneaking around, and I was a little curious, so I came over to have a look. Speaking of which, I didn't cover up my actions just now. Didn't you notice?
?”
Conan: "..."
...Just now, he was thinking that Toru Amuro, who was following him, might not be able to find the oriole behind him, but in the blink of an eye, he himself turned into the mantis that didn't care about the future.
It was the second time. Fortunately, Jiang Xia was behind him this time. If he had been replaced by an accomplice from the black organization, and he had caught up and given him a stick like last time... he would probably have to return to the cell age.
Conan was frightened for a while, and secretly reminded himself that he must pay more attention to what is behind him next time.
Next to him, Jiang Xia didn't look like he was facing a formidable enemy.
This high school classmate who has not yet been contaminated by the organization looked at him as if he was playing a childish game with a child: "You are following boss Amuro, do you want to follow him? - His driving skills are indeed good, this kind of
It’s challenging to catch up.”
Conan: "..." Huh, do you think I'm as naive as you? I'm doing serious business!
Jiang Xia looked down at him: "Since it's not to practice skateboarding skills, do you think he is suspicious?"
Conan: "..."
To explain his wariness against Amuro Tohru, he had to introduce the black organization to Jiang Xia. And to introduce the black organization... would draw Jiang Xia, who was already entangled by that group of people, deeper.
After hesitating for a moment, Conan made up an excuse: "I saw him following a person - Mr. Amuro is also a detective. He might have some interesting cases at hand, and he has nothing to do, so I want to follow him and have a look."
"So that's it." Jiang Xia nodded as if he expected it, "Then I'll join you."
