Conan’s Guilty Points System

[Is this the secret contact point of the Black Organization in Sakura? 】

Heiji raised his head and glanced around. It was very ordinary and would not attract anyone's attention at all.

Greatly hidden in the city!

Time passed little by little.

Heiji found a hidden corner and kept observing the small door.

Although Belmod goes in and out there, it doesn't mean it has to be.

Still need to verify!

Heiji had been in that corner for six hours without any major moves.

As a mechanic, this patience is not a problem at all.

Suddenly, two lights appeared on the road, and then a car passed the corner and stopped in front of the small door.

Heiji's pupils shrank slightly, and with the dim light, he could see the two people who got off the car clearly.

It's Chianti and Cohen.

Chianti and Cohen looked back and walked in through the small door.

Heiji still didn't move. A criminal group like the Black Organization must have surveillance outside the secret contact point.

Generally, surveillance cameras are easier to find in the dark.

After five minutes, Heiji had a clear idea.

"The two cameras rotate at the same time. There is no blind spot at the door. They rotate relative to each other. The rotation frequency is one circle per minute."

It's roughly clear.

In the darkness, a figure silently disappeared into the distance.

Chapter 0331 Prepare to count!

Next to the bar, Gin brought a few people from Belmod to have a meeting.

"Gin, it's so late, why are you looking for me? Don't you know that sleep is the natural enemy of women?"

Belmod folded his arms around his chest and sat on the sofa with a displeased expression on his face.

Besides her, no one here dares to talk to Gin like that.

"You have already exposed this place when you went out today, and you must transfer it immediately."

Gin looked at Belmode coldly.

"I exposed this place? When I came back, no one followed me at all."

Belmod's eyes flickered with displeasure.

"Your ability, I can also make you invisible." Jin Jiu said indifferently.

Belmod suddenly took out a pistol from his thigh and aimed it directly at the gin. His pretty face was frosty and condensed like ice.

"Absinthe, what are you doing?"

The three of Vodka wanted to draw their guns, but considering Belmod's identity, they immediately dismissed the idea.

On the contrary, Gin was very calm, drinking quietly, without even looking at Belmod.

"Absinthe, whether it's Dark Night Baron or Laojiao, the organization has suffered from them. Do you think it's very unlikely to be followed?"

Gin's indifferent voice carries a strong icy coldness.

The gun is still pointed at the gin.

After a long time, Belmod turned the pistol and put it back in the holster, smiling gracefully.

"Next time, I'll really shoot."

The charming voice exudes a chilling murderous aura.

Gin put down the wine and looked at Belmod, "Today, if the Baron of the Night or the Old Cellar finds you, this secret contact point here has been exposed. And we..."

"Wait, are you using me today?"

A murderous look flashed in Belmod's eyes, and the gun instantly appeared in his hand...

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet hole was emitting black smoke at the edge of the gin's feet.

"Next time, you will die miserably."

Belmod's body exudes awe-inspiring murderous aura, without a trace of falsehood.

Gin flicked off the crumbs next to his trousers, and looked at Belmod indifferently: "Now, can we talk about the plan?"

Given Belmod's special status, he couldn't deal with this woman with tough means.

At least, he couldn't do that until the woman didn't make a mistake.

"Please say."

Belmod, as if nothing had happened, crossed his long legs and looked calm.

"This contact point has been exposed, and I asked Vodka to place three time bombs here..."

"Do you want Baron Night to send him to see God?"

Belmod interrupted Gin directly.

"has a problem?"

Gin glanced at Belmod indifferently.

"Are you really stupid or are you dazzled by hatred, and someone like the Baron of the Night can be so easily fooled?"

Belmod sneered.

"So, we need a bait, a bait that the Night Baron can't refuse."

Gin was playing with the wine in the glass, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

"Really?" Belmod leaned back on the sofa and stretched out his **** body: "What bait could let the Night Baron get into this mortal trap. Do you think he will be as brainless as vodka?"