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Chapter 312 The scene gradually became chaotic

Shiraishi didn't know what Bermod was thinking. He glanced at Bermod's hands on his face from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that these hands were also very beautiful.

However, before taking a few more glances, Belmod took his hand away.

She glanced out the window and said she had a bad feeling, maybe the FBI people were looking for trouble, so she packed her things and left the building.

Toruya Amuro walked to the window warily, hid behind the curtains and looked out. By the way, while his back was to Matsuda, he secretly glanced at his cell phone.

There was no one outside the window, and there was no message from his subordinates on the phone.

It seems that Belmod's intuition is not very good.

He returned to the coffee table, glanced at Matsuda whose disguise had failed, and felt the disguise on his face again: "If you don't want to be noticed by the FBI, can I take it off?"

"No need." Baishi thought it was not a big problem.

It's not yet time for the FBI to appear. Even if they had a whim, they ran around and accidentally met themselves and Toru Amuro. Since the FBI has not submitted relevant applications, now they can only investigate secretly. It is illegal to shoot and arrest people.

In other words, if the FBI dared to take action, they would probably be caught on the spot by the police on the way to arrest the two of them.

Toru Amuro seems to have similar thoughts.

He just felt that Matsuda seemed to mind being stared at, so he made this suggestion.

Unexpectedly, after Belmod's visit, Matsuda suddenly became more talkative and not at all as stubborn as before.

Tohru Amuro felt more and more that he had guessed correctly. Matsuda must have made such a request in order to trick Bermod into coming over.

If this relationship continues to develop, maybe one day, he will suddenly be like Belmod's former tool man, and be inexplicably tricked to death by her...

Toru Amuro decided to try to contact Mello and send a note there anonymously.

Although that Mero is not a good person, it is better than having another idiot crusher named Belmod.



As expected, I didn’t encounter any FBI along the way.

But the trip for the two of them was not smooth either.

——When they arrived at the port, they couldn't leave on time because there was a murder on the ship they had reserved.

After inquiring about the situation, Toru Amuro sighed. Although he felt that he was unlucky, he was not too surprised.

It's not far from Tokyo, and it's getting very late. It would be a waste of time to go back and come back the next day, so it's better to stay nearby first.

However, there are several small attractions nearby, and there is a festival happening tonight, so all the nearby hotels are fully booked.

The two searched along the road for a while, and finally found an older hot spring hotel with classic decoration.

This place was originally fully booked, but when they asked, the front desk received a call to cancel the reservation.

Through the phone, you can hear the faint sound of police sirens on the opposite side. It's probably an unlucky guy who was involved in a road homicide or something.

So far, everything has gone smoothly.

But when he entered the inner door and was about to go through the hall to his room, Shiraishi looked at the people sitting at the table in the hall, his eyes stagnant.

——It was a group of uncles and aunts in yukata. One of them, a long-faced man with a mustache who was rubbing the back of his head and laughing, was very conspicuous.

Of course, the more eye-catching ones were the high school girls next to him and a kid wearing glasses.

As soon as Shiraishi turned his attention, Conan quickly raised his head.

The moment they looked at each other, Conan's expression froze, and he subconsciously took a step back, bumping into Mao Lilan behind him.

So Mao Lilan also raised her head in confusion, and was suddenly startled when she saw Bai Shi.

"..." Shiraishi took a deep breath calmly, put his hand in his pocket, and took out a pocket of special sleeping bombs from the system backpack.

There is a hot spring hotel, there is a festival and a yukata nearby. Mao Lilan's face is red and she looks like she has just come out of the hot spring. Conan has just thrown a ball of paper stained with blood, suspected to be a nosebleed, into the trash can...

Adding up several key points, Shiraishi instantly realized that, if he was not mistaken, the people sitting around the table were all members of the Judo Club, that is, Kogoro Mori's college classmates.

Although he had long been prepared to meet the protagonist group, according to Shiraishi's idea, the encounter should be on an island late at night. The island is small but has complex terrain and dense trees, which allows him with night vision to sneak around and casually

run.

...Instead of like now, I randomly found a hotel on the roadside, and as soon as I walked in, I ran into the protagonist group and their high-force accomplice group. Shiraishi even vaguely remembered that there was an uncle who was a criminal policeman inside, and he had...

With a gun.

Shiraishi touched the smooth surface of the hypnotic bullet and fell into silence. He felt that he really should find a shrine to drive away evil spirits.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt Toru Amuro turn his head and glance at his hand in his pocket warily, as if he was ready to stop him from taking out something at any time.

Except for Tohru Amuro, who was forcibly downgraded when he encountered Shuichi Akai and turned into a boxing machine that only saw his mortal enemy, Toru Amuro was relatively reliable at other times and his observation skills were also online.

Although he didn't deliberately look at it, there was such a lively table of people in the hall that he couldn't help but notice.

Therefore, Toru Amuro soon discovered Conan and Mourilan mixed in the crowd.

For a well-trained intelligence officer, every face he sees should leave some impression, let alone these two faces that he always sees at murder scenes. What's more, according to his observation, Matsuda

It seems that I still know them.

...By the way, in addition to the straight black high school girls and elementary school students with glasses, there is usually a troublesome girl with short hair who is very good at recognizing faces and loves to stare at his and Matsuda's every move.

After looking around for a while and realizing that Suzuki Sonoko was no longer there, Toru Amuro felt a little more relaxed.

However, I always felt that it was different from the friendly gaze before. This time, the looks in the eyes of the high school girl and elementary school student were... very strange.

The girl's eyes were both condemning and entangled, very much like she was looking at a criminal who had gone astray... This was not bad, after all, Toru Amuro himself sometimes couldn't help but look at Matsuda with this look.

But that kid was very weird.

He seemed frightened, but at the same time he felt ready to rush over and arrest someone.

...Could it be that Matsuda did something recently and was seen by that child?

Toru Amuro didn't know for a moment whether he should be worried about his careless accomplice, or feel relieved that he didn't silence the child.

But when they followed the gazes of Mao Lilan and Conan and looked at Matsuda again, the former thought overwhelmingly took over.

——Matsuda’s hands were put into his pockets at some point.

Toru Amuro suddenly became alert.

He was very sure that Matsuda must be holding a bomb in his hand right now.

This made Toru Amuro a little confused for a moment. With his prepared look...could it be that there was something wrong with the high school girl and the kid with glasses?

I'll have to check again when I get back.

...Of course, before that, the first step is to stop Matsuda to prevent him from throwing bombs when he feels he is in danger - this kind of old hotel is made of wooden structure, and if it explodes, it will basically be over.


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