Ayumi walked up the stairs hesitantly, looked up at Genta who was striding upstairs, and asked anxiously.
Yuantai clenched his fists and looked at her with raised eyes: "What a shame! If we don't find some evidence, the police won't believe us at all!"
After saying that, he strode upstairs.
Seeing this, the other four people had no choice but to follow.
When he reached the third floor, Yuantai opened the door of the room closest to the stairs.
"Huh? No one?"
Mitsuhiko also walked in and quickly scanned the room: "There are no counterfeit bills at all..."
"Did Conan make a mistake?" Genta muttered dissatisfied.
On the other side of the room, Haihara Ai picked up the paint bottle on the table and examined it carefully.
[A variety of pigments...tried...]
At this time, she had considerable confidence in being able to conclude that this was where the gang that made counterfeit money was hiding, and there were even members of that gang in this newspaper office.
"Eh? Look at this quickly!"
Suddenly, Mitsuhiko made a new discovery.
He picked up a large sheet of paper from the printing press, held it in front of his chest, and showed it to the others.
"Wow! So many thousand-yuan bills!"
Ayumi and Genta exclaimed.
"Of course, these banknotes are not the kind of things that can only fool the old and dim-eyed."
A strange voice sounded.
The expressions of the five people in the room all changed, and they all looked at the door of the room.
There stood a man dressed in black, his face hidden under the shadow of a mask and a black hat, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Toshiya!"
Behind the man, Junya's brother was tied up and stuck his head out, shouting in horror.
"elder brother!"
Jun Ye finally saw his brother who had been missing for a week. He was so excited that he rushed towards him.
But the next second, his forward movement was stopped by a cold muzzle.
"Don't do anything to the children! Otherwise I won't help you!"
In the eyes of the children, this was a threat to the man in black if he refused to draw counterfeit money for them in the future. But in the eyes of Yuan Huaiyu, Junye's brother was worried that he would actually turn out to be fake.
Junya's brother was really afraid that the robber would suddenly do something crazy.
He witnessed with his own eyes the man in front of him firing at the two "Silver Fox" members without mercy!
If this moody and decisive man really wants to shoot at the children...
Yuan Huaiyu glanced at him sideways: "Don't worry."
Yuan Huaiyu, who appeared as a villain, turned a pistol in his hand, whistled, and looked at the four trembling children in front of him.
Only Hui Yuan Ai, who had seen strong winds and waves, looked at the visitor calmly.
But she was not as calm in her heart as she appeared on the surface - this man's attire reminded her of the attire of those guys in the organization.
However, her radar told her that the man in front of her did not have the kind of aura that made her fear and loathe her, so this man was not a member of the organization.
Of course, from the beginning, she did not think that the organization would do things like printing counterfeit banknotes to reduce prices.
Which of the organization's methods is not ten or a hundred times faster than printing counterfeit money?
Just the funds invested in her research institute and the printing of counterfeit money would take years and months to come up with.
"Oh my... kids, is the detective game fun?"
Yuan Huaiyu vividly interprets the image of a vicious villain, pacing around several people.
"Don't even think about escaping - unless you want to try it out, which one is faster, your escape speed or the speed of my bullets..."
He asked sadly: "Have the teachers in your school ever taught you not to do such dangerous things as exploring everywhere?"
"Curiosity will kill the cat..."
Di Dansan didn't dare to move at all, with cold sweat pouring from his head.
Junye looked at his brother anxiously, but did not dare to act rashly.
Only Hui Yuan Ai looked at Yuan Huaiyu's height and body shape, and suddenly felt a little surprised.
"Are you right, little sister?"
After Yuanhuaiyu walked around them a few times, he squatted in front of Bumi and looked at the little girl with tears already in her eyes.
Under the terrifying pressure at such a close range, Ayumi finally couldn't hold on anymore and cried "Wow".
"Help! Conan!"
With tears in her eyes, she subconsciously called out her sweetheart's name.
Yuan Huaiyu stood up, glanced at everyone's face, and said with a smile:
"Oh? Do you have any companions? Are you playing hide-and-seek?"
His voice gradually became serious: "What a pity, that kid named Conan may never find you again..."
He gradually raised the gun, counting silently in his heart amidst Brother Junye's roar of "What are you going to do?"
"Three, two, one..."
"Boom!"
The sound of violent impact.
A paint can suddenly came from behind and flew straight towards Yuan Huaiyu's hand holding the gun.
The corner of Yuan Huaiyu's mouth curled up into a smile under his mask. He didn't dodge or dodge, letting the paint can hit his hand, and flew the pistol away, landing not far away.
Conan appeared at the door of the room panting.
He just called back and found that the children were gone. He immediately understood that these trouble-making guys must have not listened to him and ran to the newspaper office to look for clues.
He ran upstairs and as soon as he stepped onto the third floor corridor, he heard Ayumi's cry.
In his desperation, he didn't even have time to aim his watch-shaped anesthesia needle at the man in black. Instead, he picked up a paint can in the corridor with his backhand, opened his foot-strengthening shoes and kicked the gun-holding hand of the man in black.
However, Yuan Huaiyu also placed that paint can in the corridor on purpose, just to create an ups and downs plot.
[What is more impressive than despair is that hope arises in despair, but then falls into despair immediately...]
The other people in the room couldn't hide the joy on their faces when they saw the pistol flying to the side.
"Conan!"
In their eyes, men in black without guns pose less of a threat to them.
Yuan Huaiyu turned around and looked at Conan standing at the door.
Yuantai behind him saw that the man turned around and didn't have a gun in his hand, so he cleverly exchanged glances with Mitsuhiko. The two of them gathered their momentum and rushed towards Yuan Huaiyu from the left and right from behind.
waist.
They let out menacing shouts.
"Ahhhh——"
In their opinion, with the combined efforts of so many people, coupled with the powerful volleys of Junya's brother and Conan, they might be able to defeat this bad guy in one fell swoop.
"Bang!"
A crisp gunshot.
The bullet flew between the two people, grazed their ears, and flew towards the window.
Yuan Huaiyu turned around like a prophet, and took out another pistol as if by magic.
"The idea is very good, but it's just a good idea."