Conan's refusal to confess

Chapter 333 Please Eat Eggs

"It's just a machine gun, catch up quickly, I left a box by the side of the road, I will lend you the contents, remember to return it."

Noriko Amamiya sent a location to Sister Bei, and took a flat and long black box from the trunk and put it outside the railing next to the emergency lane of the expressway.

Squad machine guns are simply machine guns equipped by squad units, most of which are light machine guns. In the future, there are plans to distribute heavy machine guns to squad units, but now they are just light machine guns.

But pulling this thing out, is it a hole card?
"Although my car is resistant to shooting, it probably won't be able to withstand the continuous shooting of machine guns."

Anyway, I will leave it to Sister Bei to deal with it later.

The accomplice contacted by the killer organization through the walkie-talkie did not know where he was waiting.

"boom--"

After Noriko Amamiya put down her things, she got into the car and continued to drive forward at full speed with one foot of the accelerator.

After stopping to put things away for a while, after chasing for a while, I saw the two big semi-trailers in front again, and finally did not move forward side by side. Noriko Amamiya turned on the turn signal and stepped on the accelerator to prepare to overtake.

The semi-trailer that was a little behind was a red container semi-trailer, which was very long and large, and the tires were twice as large as her car's four wheels plus tires.

"Most of this kind of container was just opened at the port, and it was shipped from Tokyo Port."

Amamiya Noriko glanced, turned the direction of the vehicle, and must keep a distance when paralleling or overtaking the king's vehicle.

The blind spot of vision is relatively large, maybe she can't see her car, or the driver's eyesight is not good.

The drivers of this large semi-trailer are almost all in a common long-term fatigue driving state.

On the driver's seat of the red container semi-trailer.

A bearded man had already seen this luxury car through the rearview mirror.

"Bingley, it's really oh-oh-oh-!!"

"laugh--"

The half-mounted front wheel suddenly turned, and the rapid friction with the high-speed road made a screeching sound.

The whole car veered towards the lane where Bentley Mulsanne was located.

Noriko Amamiya sat in the driver's seat of the Bentley Mulsanne with a calm expression. From the perspective of her car, she looked at a semi-trailer container that seemed to be toppled over by Xiao Shan.

Under the sharp turn, such a big car is already out of control under the action of inertia.

After the front of the entire vehicle first hit the double guardrail between the vehicle and the target lane, the container behind the semi-trailer cab rolled over and fell down.

"boom--!!"

As the container rolled over and hit the road, a loud sound resounded at high speed, and with the sparks generated by the friction between the metal material and the road surface, the container slid forward for a certain distance, leaving deep marks on the road.

As for the Bentley Mulsanne, which was originally sandwiched between the semi-trailer and the guardrail, it is intact at the rear.

Noriko Amamiya saw the deflection of the half-mounted front wheel at a glance, and then braked one after another to slow down the original acceleration, and then braked suddenly, and the speed slowed down and turned to get out of the gap.

The rollover of the semi-trailer did not completely block the road, and the overturned container fell down and flattened the guardrail between this side and the opposite lane.

"It also packed a lot of goods to overwhelm me."

Noriko Amamiya moved unhurriedly to the side lane and passed by the semi-trailer.

The second gear was sliding slowly without the accelerator, Noriko Amamiya turned her head to look at the driver's seat of the semi-trailer, because the front of the car was not rolled over, and the front of the car was too high to see.

"But it doesn't matter, such a coincidence almost crushed me, I believe you are a passerby?"

Park the car in front of the semi.

Noriko Amamiya opened the door and got out of the car, put on the gloves skillfully, stepped on the pedals and climbed up to have a look at the cab.

"It still has airbags, a luxury."

The large airbag took up a lot of space in the cockpit, and the driver, a middle-aged man, had already passed out.

Seriously large trucks, who has airbags?
The cockpit of this kind of large vehicle is basically at a relatively high position, and it is one thing not to be hit by it. On the other hand, due to the inertia problem of large trucks, the airbags are really of no use.

Amamiya Noriko pulled the car door, locked it and couldn't open it.

With her strength, pulling forcibly is just pulling the door handle off, the door of the big car cannot be pulled open together with just pulling the door handle forcibly.

"Broken window?"

Noriko Amamiya thought about it.

The cockpit of the big car was in a high position, and it lost control after hitting the front of the car, but the glass on the front of the car was not broken.

"It doesn't make sense."

Noriko Amamiya raised her hand and smashed the window glass of the driver's seat with a punch.

A gloved hand patted the driver's face.

"Ow"

The middle-aged uncle let out a wail, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Amamiya Noriko glanced at the red and swollen palm prints on his face, and said without changing her face: "Who ordered you?"

"You, what are you talking about? My car seems to be out of control. The steering wheel was stuck to the side just now."

"Really?"

Noriko Amamiya pressed his head back on the back of the seat with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to turn the steering wheel, and found that it was indeed stuck.

This is indeed the case for ordinary people. If she increases her strength and continues to turn, it is estimated that the steering wheel shaft will crack.

Amamiya Noriko moved her nose and squinted her eyes to look at him.

"Smells of alcohol."

The middle-aged uncle touched his bald head in embarrassment: "Because I was too sleepy, I just had a couple of drinks in the service area."

Amamiya Noriko raised her hand and patted the roof of the car, while asking casually, "Did you still pull the goods last night?"

"Yes, yes, life is stressful. I have an 80-year-old mother, and I have a few children to raise. I don't look like a rich lady like you."

The middle-aged uncle was speaking sincerely, and suddenly found that the woman in a suit was looking at him with mentally handicapped eyes.

"Your reason, you have already been played badly, you know?"

"what?"

Uesugi Shou looked confused.

Cursing in his heart, he finally came up with a reason, and he did raise an old man under the guise of a name, and sponsored a few children in the orphanage, because in this way he met the conditions of those people, and it should have been perfect.

Who gets there first? !
"It's okay, you'll know when you go to another world."

Amamiya Noriko comforted, if you dare to say that you have an 80-year-old mother and a child of how old to raise, I dare to sentence you to death.

Uesugi's expression didn't change, he still didn't know why: "What are you talking about? You can't blame me for the car getting out of control! You can't execute it privately, right?!"

"Do you still want to quibble?" Amamiya Noriko sneered with Chieda Riho's face, and pointed to his co-pilot position: "What do you say about that walkie-talkie?"

Uesugi's eyes widened, and he couldn't help turning his head to look, he should have disposed of the walkie-talkie——

"Snapped--"

Amamiya Noriko slapped him unceremoniously, and Uesugi Shou immediately realized that he had crashed.

"I don't have time to chat nonsense with you."

Noriko Amamiya touched the roof of the car with her hand, and pulled the roof bracket down.

It bent down visibly with the naked eye, and the remaining glass residues on the window scattered and fell down.

It took some time to hammer and distort all the shapes of the doors and windows. If you can't open the door, you can't get out of the deformed windows, locking the middle-aged man directly in the cockpit.

"This person is definitely an accomplice of the killer organization, and judging from his reaction, he undoubtedly knows about the walkie-talkie."

Noriko Amamiya took off her gloves, put them back in the car, took out her mobile phone and called the police, and briefly explained the situation here.

As Miss Amameiya's personal bodyguard, she was very sure and certain that the overturned semi-trailer container had caused these accidents to attack her Missy.

If the prisoner is already trapped on the highway, please send someone to deal with it immediately.

The operator didn't know the specific situation for a while, and he didn't know what the Yugong Consortium represented, but it sounded like an attack on the rich lady.

"We will send police officers there immediately, please stay where you are!"

"Ok."

Noriko Amamiya finished answering and drove away.

She let the police deal with it, so she didn't intend to waste time here.

"There are still people in the Killer Organization."

"On the pickup that Sister Bei saw, there were three people in the truck, the driver and the co-pilot. The one on this side was Japanese, and the one on Sister Bei's side were all Europeans."

"There are three European talents who are showing up now."

Noriko Amamiya could think of someone else with her little finger, and wanted to kill her after only three?Isn't this here to deliver a warm head?
Stepping on the accelerator and chasing forward for a while, after entering the mountainous section completely, Noriko Amamiya saw another semi-trailer.

Noriko Amamiya, who had expected it, stepped on the accelerator and chased after him recklessly, posing as if she wanted to overtake.

But this time, the semi-trailer squeezed the space for her to overtake at a very stable and uniform speed, unlike the one in front that directly hit it head-on.

"It's time to test your driving skills."

Noriko Amamiya slowed down a little after she tapped the brakes twice in a row, but the semi-trailer was too big, and if she wanted to slow down and parallel her, she could only step on the accelerator tightly.

"Hooked."

Noriko Amamiya stepped on the gas pedal with her foot that had not been stepped to the bottom.

The Bentley Mulsanne accelerated sharply, in contrast to the deceleration of the semi-trailer. It was so dangerous that it almost stuck to the guardrail and passed the front of the semi-trailer that came over.

The container semi-trailer behind did not hit her, and lost control of its direction. It rubbed against the guardrail for a while. The fragile guardrail could not withstand the care of such a large tonnage truck, but it stubbornly hit the whole car over the head in the end. The semi-trailer belt overturned.

It was a little more thorough than the previous one, and all the containers behind the headband were overturned.

And as the container slid sideways, the high speed here was directly blocked.

"That's why there's traffic jams on the highway."

Noriko Amamiya glanced through the rearview mirror, and did not get out of the car this time.

This car is a bit miserable, the cockpit has suffered a lot of damage, and it is not certain whether the driver will still be alive.

It's just that she didn't have time to take a few more glances at the back, and looked at the row of spike traps in front of her. She had seen it while eating chicken. In reality, only a small number of western countries would use this thing to block cars, and Japan basically didn't use it.

Noriko Amamiya understood instantly.

This time the semi-trailer was going to block her way back.

Except for the front where the tires were likely to be punctured in the past, there is only one one-way ramp for getting off the high speed.

"My tires are blown out, who cares about you?"

Noriko Amamiya accelerated forward directly.

Explosion-proof does not mean that the tire will not blow out, but that even if it bursts, it can still be driven. Special metal strips are designed in the tire to keep the tire from deforming even if it is broken by artillery shrapnel. If you continue to move forward, you can still drive. How far depends on the quality of the run-flat tires.

The military ones are more powerful, but the principle is the same for civilian use, but the manufacturing aspects are not so strict.

When passing over the spike trap, Noriko Amamiya clearly felt that the vehicle was out of control for a moment.

But she immediately turned the steering wheel and drove straight ahead.

The speed has dropped a lot. Originally, she didn't slow down much after passing the semi-trailer, and still maintained a certain speed, but after passing the spiked cash, her speed still dropped sharply.

Fortunately, it was going fast.

Now the best run-flat tires here in Kexue World can only keep moving at a speed of up to 80km/h after the tire is insured. If they persist for about 250 kilometers at most, the tires will not be able to support it, and it will become seriously impossible to move forward.

She's not even half way to Osaka yet.

This route is about [-] kilometers from Tokyo to Osaka.

"My new car!!"

Noriko Amamiya was extremely upset, but compared to the ramp that the other party had left for her, she didn't know what danger was there, so it was obviously better to rush over directly.

After a normal tire is punctured like that, it is estimated that it will not be able to run immediately, or even lose control and crash to one side.

At that time, it will not be taken care of by them.

But Noriko Amamiya's Bentley Mulsanne Versailles 65 safety version is not so easy to handle.

But the speed is getting slower and slower.

As soon as Amamiya Noriko held the steering wheel, she took out her phone and called Chieda Riho: "There was an attack, and at least two of the four tires were punctured. Are there two spare tires in the car?"

"...No, where have you been? I'll send someone to meet you right away."

When Chieda Riho heard that Kiko was being attacked, she immediately realized that their opportunity had been seen through by the other party. There was no danger in her Amemiya mansion, so they all ran to Kiko's side.

As for the spare tire, no serious car will carry two spare tires.

Unless Ji Zi didn't have those weapons and could put one more.

"It's okay, I'll just ask. It's too late to arrange someone now. No need. If the other party catches up, then I will draw my gun. Sister Qianzhi is ready to negotiate with the police."

Chieda Riho replied briefly: "Okay."

After finishing the call, she went directly to take off the makeup on her face. She had been in the yard with the appearance of Kiko, but the other party didn't take the bait and went towards Kiko.

Fortunately, the cooperation with the police is not once or twice, and it is not the first time that Miss Amemiya has encountered danger and caused some casualties. Anyway, it is basically the casualties of criminals.

Noriko Amamiya controlled the steering wheel with one hand, while the other stretched to the back seat and took the micro-inflator and put it on the co-pilot.

And the other party did not surprise her. After finding out that she passed the spike trap, she was still moving at a speed of more than 80 per hour, and she couldn't sit still.

A motorcycle flew down from the mountain next to the highway, and the black motorcycle chased straight towards the Bentley Mulsanne.

With Amamiya Noriko's current speed of [-], it's only a matter of time before she catches up.

Noriko Amamiya opened the skylight and threw a delayed flash bomb behind her.

"Please eat eggs."

(End of this chapter)