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Chapter 180 Not a robbery but a negotiation

In the wilderness, the stretches of woods were cut horizontally by a canyon, and a villa stood across the canyon.

Although he knew that they were not the same building, Shiraishi immediately thought of the villa that Suzuki Ayako's family had visited before - the terrain of the two was extremely similar, both were backed by dangerous peaks, and there was a villa hanging at the door that looked like...

A one-time suspension bridge with a deep canyon under the bridge.

The car will definitely not be able to drive through.

Toru Amuro parked the car in a sheltered area. When crossing the bridge, both of them looked down at the wooden board under their feet.

Toru Amuro pressed on the waist-high rope handrail, brought it up to the tip of her nose and smelled it, then picked up her fingertips to experience the touch: "Do you smell it?"

The bridge was doused with oil.

Although the smell is not very obvious in the middle of winter, it can still be detected by members of two organizations that seem to specialize in murder and arson.

Shiraishi nodded, thinking that this was a routine operation - in this world, suspension bridges are meant to be broken.

Toru Amuro stood on the bridge and looked at the mountain wall behind the villa. He felt that it was not too difficult to climb over, so he didn't care anymore.

When the two arrived in front of the villa, Shiraishi asked Toru Amuro to go around to the back and wait while he went up and knocked on the door.

The owner of the house quickly opened the door and Shiraishi entered the hall.

"The Disappearing Pani" did not lie. Although the two people in the hall were shocked by the sunglasses and scars on Shiraishi's face, they did not doubt his identity.

The older man's name is Aragoyori, and his forum ID is "taciturn ventriloquist." The young man next to him is Sukama Kiyoshiro, who he hired to take care of the villa, and is not a member of the forum.

After chatting for a while, Shiraishi soon learned that several people had arrived and were organizing their luggage upstairs.

After asking about the room codenamed "Red Herring", Takeki Doi, Shiraishi went up to the second floor.

Currently, my vest cannot appear at the same time and cannot be borrowed.

But fortunately, there is another trumpet fanatic in this villa - Red Herring.

Red Herring calls himself Doi Tucker Tree, and "Doi Tucker Tree" is actually the pseudonym of "Phantom Thief Kid" that was split and reassembled.

If you need a vest, seek it out from a professional. This is common sense.

If you can't get it, grab it.

With this thought in mind, Shiraishi took out his gun and imitated Conan, pushing up his sunglasses, which made a flash of light.

...No wonder the protagonist loves to push up his glasses so much. As long as you find the right light source and push the angle at the right angle, you can do it really well. You can practice more in the future.



Kidd is indeed a member of the forum, and he knows that under the vest of "Yikasama Boy" is supposed to be the late magician Harui Fuden.

He came here today. Firstly, he was curious about why the account of "Yikasama Boy" was still used by others. Secondly, he came to enjoy the party and communicate with his peers.

When he first arrived at the villa, Kidd happened to meet Tanaka Takahisae, who called himself "Yikasama Boy".

He is very good at disguise, and his observation of people's figures and faces is naturally extremely detailed.

Kidd soon discovered the similarity in the faces of Tanaka Takakune and Harui Fuden, and guessed that they were related by blood. Combined with their ages, he believed that Tanaka Takakue was most likely the granddaughter of Harui Fuden who changed her surname when she married, or the granddaughter.

This guess made him less wary.

——When the descendants are packing up their belongings, they discover the forums that their elders like to hang out on, and they start hanging out in the forums too. This is actually not uncommon.

Not only on the Internet, but also in the real world, people will inherit the names of their grandfathers or grandmothers to express their longing for them. Therefore, Kidd thought that the situation might not be as bad as he thought, but would be very warm.

Therefore, after arriving at the room on the second floor, Kidd arranged his luggage, stretched out comfortably, and prepared to go downstairs to enjoy today's dinner.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, a gun slipped through the crack of the door without any warning, and the cold muzzle of the gun was accurately pressed against his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the man with the gun pushed him into the room, and the man himself followed in, closed the door behind his back, and actually locked it.

"??" Kidd was frightened and at the same time didn't understand what was going on - how could a guy dressed like a villain from the Dark Empire suddenly appear in a party at a villa in an island country?

But looking at the other party's sunglasses, scars on his face, and most importantly, the gun...you know that the person coming here is evil.

...No, wait.

The more I look at it, the more I feel like I’ve seen this face somewhere before?

The clothes and body shape also look familiar...

This subtle sense of déjà vu caused Kidd to slow down slightly in taking out the smoke bomb.

At this moment, the person he was looking at suddenly spoke, and his voice was quite calm: "Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask you for help."

"..." Kidd's eyes twitched twice. With your posture, no one will help you!

For a magician, there are too many places on his body to hide smoke bombs and tranquilizer bombs.

Kidd was about to paralyze the other person with words first, and when the man in black was distracted for a moment, he would throw out items to counter him, but he didn't expect that the man's next words would be: "Kuroba Kaito, give up your identity today.

"

Kidd's fingers trembled slightly, his expression did not change, but he was extremely shocked. Why did this person know his real name!?

He quickly smiled and refused to admit it: "You didn't even check your name, and you want me to give up my identity?"

"You know for yourself whether that's right or not." Shiraishi looked at the equipment on this handsome young man and was a little bit coveted. Unfortunately, unnecessary robbery would trigger a violation warning.

He had no choice but to look away and continue talking about business: "I know the purpose of your coming here today, and I'll tell you the truth. I'm also here to stop the murder, and my method is far more effective than yours."

"...Stop the murder?" Kuroba Kaito was startled again. Will there be a murder here today?

Shiraishi tasted Kidd's tone and gradually realized that there seemed to be a slight deviation in his memory.

...Kidd didn’t know that people would die here?

So what is he here to do today? Act as a criminal suspect?



Kuroba Kaito interpreted Shiraishi's silence as "this person doesn't want to repeat the same sentence a second time."

He was very confused.

The man in black was wearing sunglasses, so it was difficult to see his eyes. If the timing of throwing the smoke bomb was not right, and the other party's reaction happened to be very quick, he might be shot in the head.

Moreover, the news thrown out by the men in black was more shocking than the last. Perhaps the amount of information was too much, but it gradually gained some credibility...

During the stalemate, Kuroba Kaito did not ignore his observation of Shiraishi.

He tried his best to ignore the conspicuous scar, and forced himself to look directly at the other person's face for a few seconds, and suddenly he was enlightened.

——Isn't this the man who "kidnapped" the little detective at the port? The only difference was that he had no scars on his face and his hairstyle was different at that time.

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