Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

"Okay, don't just stand there." Vermouth turned sideways, "The master wants to see you, let's go."

Rum could only stand up and follow Vermouth to the door.

They also encountered vodka and gin on the way.

——To be precise, Gin is waiting for them here.

Gin was smoking a cigarette, and some cigarette ash was floating in the window next to him. It was obvious that he had been standing here for a while, and Vodka still had a smile on his face - if laughing could be considered a courtesy before, then the smile now was undoubtedly a naked mockery.

Rum knew he was in the wrong, so he pretended not to see them and walked straight past them.

Vodka turned sideways and let them go first. He wanted to sneer, but Gin raised his hand to stop him.

After Rum and Vermouth walked away, Vodka looked at Gin with a questioning look.

This is a great opportunity to mock Rum. If I don't get it out there, there might not be such a good opportunity next time.

Vodka felt regretful in his heart.

Gin showed no expression.

Now that Rum is about to suffer, how can they be any better off?

But don't forget, the boss is extremely suspicious and Rum is narrow-minded. This time, they may be dragged down to suffer together.

Gin knows those guys too well.

"Let's go."

After watching Rum's excitement, Gin put out the cigarette between his fingers and turned to walk outside.

Vodka quickly followed, reporting the news he had just received: "Brother, the body of the professional killer that Rum found has been discovered by the police."

As he spoke, he snorted coldly, "A fake is a fake. It doesn't have half the charm of Big Brother."

Gin glanced at him and said nothing.

But it was obvious that giving up on using the Beretta and sending the fake off in the same way as nine years ago was Gin's greatest disdain for that guy.

It's ridiculous for Dong Shi to imitate Xi Shi.

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Night fell, and Tokyo was completely shrouded in darkness. The sky, thick with clouds, was now extremely dark. From time to time, police cars with red and blue lights sped past on the streets. The once bustling streets were now shrouded in a haze due to recent events, and people were rushing around.

In the corner of a certain block, Tian Jiangzhi looked around cautiously, and finally handed something to the man in black in front of him.

"You're crazy!" Tian Jiangzhi whispered. "Why are you staying here instead of leaving Tokyo? Be careful you get caught by the police."

The man in black, wearing a mask and a hat, raised his head, revealing Nishizaki Zhouming's face filled with gloom. His voice was particularly cold: "My car has been taken away. The police must think I have left Tokyo."

But in fact, Nishizaki Zhouming didn't go anywhere. After circling the suburbs of Tokyo, he returned to the city.

"They will react sooner or later." Tian Jiangzhi sneered.

"You don't have to worry about these things." Xi Qi Zhou Ming lowered the brim of his hat. "You should know that if I get caught, you and the rest of Xi Qi will have a hard time."

Tian Jiangzhi took a deep breath, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes imperceptibly.

"Now tell me about the path that the old man has prepared."

"In Yokohama," Tian Jiangzhi said, "There is a smuggling route there that the old man prepared for himself before he died."

Having done so many bad things, there might be a risk that they would be exposed one day, so Tetaro Nishizaki left an escape route for himself and the Nishizaki family before his death, so that even if the truth came out, they could quickly leave Sakura and live in another country.

As for other countries, they have also prepared some necessary real estate and start-up capital in advance to ensure a comeback in the future.

For this reason, Nishizaki Zhouming was not so pessimistic. He knew that as long as he could escape, he could still have a good life.

As for the start-up capital left for the Nishizaki family to make a comeback, Nishizaki Zhouming would naturally accept it with a smile. In any case, he would not leave it to his stupid nephew who was about to go to jail, or his little niece who was of no value.

The Nishizaki family needs him to rise after all!

Tian Jiangzhi pushed up his glasses, understanding Xi Qi Zhou Ming's ambition. He sneered in his heart and said, "Come with me. Turn left outside and go about 100 meters. There's a car prepared in advance. There won't be any problem."

"Very good." Xi Qi Zhou Ming chuckled, "Thank you in advance."

But before Tian Jiangzhi could take the next step, a red dot appeared between his eyebrows.

He opened his eyes wide, and the man holding the gun was reflected in his pupils, his eyes full of surprise.

"you--"

Finally, blood gushed out from his brow. He was too weak to say another word and fell straight to the ground, without a breath.

The blood continued to spread, staining the ground red.

Nishizaki Zhouming squatted down, took out the pistol that Tian Jiangzhi had hidden behind his back, and said jokingly: "Don't I know what you are thinking? As long as I die, the case of Nishizaki Doujie will fall back on my head. Then Nishizaki Doujie can be released, and the Nishizaki family will still have successors--"

"Haha, you've made a really good plan. You're worthy of being Nishizaki Taro's loyal dog."

Nishizaki Zhouming slapped the other person's cheek hard with his pistol, then stood up and walked in another direction.

Although Tian Jiangzhi had murderous intentions towards Nishizaki Zhouming and what he said was half true and half false, Nishizaki Zhouming was able to tell that the escape route he mentioned should be correct.

The Nishizaki Group does have small industries in Yokohama, so there shouldn't be any problem in smuggling them out of the country using these industries.

Thinking of this, Xi Qi Zhou Ming quickened his pace.

As long as he leaves Tokyo and Sakura, he believes that with his own abilities, he can still live a good life!

Thinking of this, Nishizaki Zhouming walked to another corner of the street, stole a black car and drove out quickly.

Shortly after he left, another figure appeared in the alley, looking at the corpse on the ground with an expressionless face.

"Poor little thing."

The white-haired young man sighed, stood up and looked in the direction where Xi Qi Zhou Ming disappeared, stroking his chin: "The end of the madman——"

There is really no mercy at all.

The system was eager to try: "Host, go! Go! Go!"

……

Nishizaki Zhouming drove his car smoothly out of the city of Tokyo, turned into a remote road, and sped towards Yokohama.

This road is quite special. Usually, there are few other vehicles passing by. After all, there is a national highway now, and the roads are very flat. Small roads like this have long been forgotten.

Nishizaki Shōmei got this information from a criminal he had caught before.

Because the roadside was overgrown with weeds, Xi Qi Zhou Ming drove extremely carefully, but as he walked, he found something was wrong.

——Why is this road getting more and more bumpy?

"呲-"

Finally, after a strange muffled sound, one of the tires was punctured by a stone and the air was deflated.

Nishizaki Zhouming glanced outside.

It was pitch black all around, with only his car lights on. He was surrounded by dark woods, and even the bright moon above his head was shrouded in dark clouds, not a single ray of light.

The woods were completely silent, without even the sound of birds or insects, as if there were no living things at all.

——It seems so.

Nishizaki Zhouming frowned, put the gun in his arms, got out of the car and began to check the flat tire.