Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 429 Xiaolan's First Mission

Room 23 of Apartment No. 702 Toriyacho.

This is an old apartment with few residents. The robbers entrusted others to rent it on their behalf to store the stolen money.

Because they have never shown their faces here, even if their identities are discovered by the police, they are confident that they will not be found out where the stolen money is.

"They are very cautious, but they are not worthy of being cared about." Fu Jiang walked up the stairs first with his pocket in his pocket.

This apartment has been around for some years, so there is no elevator, and the height of the seven floors can only be climbed with legs.

"Why?" Xiaolan asked doubts, "From the fact that they didn't hesitate to silence their accomplices and their faces were seen, it can be seen that they are a group of desperadoes who kill without batting an eye."

"It doesn't have any technical content to kill without blinking an eye." Fu Jiang shook his head, "The important thing is the way to deal with emergencies and the speed of reaction."

Fu Jiang said while rubbing the soles of his shoes horizontally on the stairs, kicking up a handful of dust.

"Ahem." Xiaolan, who was following Fu Jiang, quickly dodged behind Fu Jiang, half-closed her eyes, and raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

"Starting from the fourth floor, there are no shoe prints here, which means that the robbers never came back to take the stolen money."

"Maybe they are worried about the police's investigation and want to avoid the limelight?" Xiaolan mentioned a possibility.

But then she immediately vetoed it.

Unless the remaining robbers don't want the stolen money anymore, they won't procrastinate.

The longer the delay, the worse it is for them, because the arrested associates may at any time reveal the location of the stolen money to the police.

In that case, when they came to take away the stolen money, they would face an ambush by the police.

The robbers would not have been unaware of this, so their failure to return was largely due to their inability to abscond from the police search.

This means that this group of robbers is not very capable and lacks connections, and they cannot send an undisclosed accomplice to take away the stolen money.

I am afraid that the four people are all they have. One died and the other was arrested, leaving only the last two who have difficulty in protecting themselves.

No wonder Fu Jiang said that they were just cautious, but they didn't need to care.

When Xiaolan was thinking, the two had already reached the seventh floor.

"Can you pick locks?" Fu Jiang moved away to let Xiaolan see the style of the lock.

"No, I haven't learned such a technique." Xiaolan said.

"Yeah." Tomie nodded, took out "Trust" directly from the inside pocket of the coat, and installed the silencer.

Biu, biu, two bullets spewed out from the front of the vibrating silencer, sparking sparks through the door lock.

"It's much more convenient than learning to pick a lock." The corners of Xiaolan's mouth twitched slightly.

If Fu Jiang asked about picking the lock by force, then she would.

"It seems that your style tends to be simple and rough, and technical work is not suitable for you." Fu Jiang withdrew his "trust".

Before pulling open the door, he paused, "Oh, it seems that I guessed wrong, this is really strange."

Just as Xiaolan was about to ask, Fu Jiang had already pulled open the unlocked door and told her the answer with his actions.

The iron door was wide open, and the cold barrel of the gun was pressed against Fu Jiang's forehead.

"Don't move." A middle-aged man with protruding eyebrows and baby hair without bangs pointed Fu Jiang at the gunpoint and stepped back step by step, leaning against the wall.

Behind him, a man with a pot head also stepped over the threshold and pointed the gun in his hand at Xiaolan.

"Boss, it's exactly as you expected. Sure enough, no one expected us to hide here."

"Shut up." The bang-less doll's head glared at the younger brother, and pushed forward with his hand, forcing him to ask, "Who are you? It doesn't look like a policeman."

"Fu" Xiaolan was just about to ask Fu Jiang's opinion to act, when she stared sharply.

I saw Fu Jiang obediently raising his hands, showing no sign of resistance.

He predicted through the "Illuminati" ability, knowing that the people in the house would point their guns at him, and still had a reason to open the door unprepared.

Isn't Xiaolan studious?If you don't practice optics, you can't do it.

"Sister, what should we do now?" Fu Jiang tried his best to imitate Vodka's tone, with nine points of calm and barely a point of panic.

It's so hard, because vodka hasn't had such a shame at the moment.

"Oh? Is this woman the one in charge?" Doll's head winked at Jarhead, and the two exchanged positions.

Feeling the coolness from the muzzle to her forehead, Xiao Lan frowned, "Don't be impulsive, we have no malicious intentions."

After a short thought, Xiaolan thinks that Fu Jiang is probably taking this opportunity to exercise himself.

"The locks were broken, and you said there was no malice?" Wattlehead felt that he was being treated as a fool.

He pulled Xiao Lan's head vigorously with the muzzle of the gun, "Say, who are you, I will give you three seconds, 3"

"We are habitual trespassers and like to live in other people's homes without permission. After hearing that there are many vacancies in this apartment, we want to take advantage of it."

Xiaolan immediately made up an answer, but because of the tight schedule, it might be a little bit of a stretch.

But it doesn't matter, she will come back round.

"You think I'll believe such an outrageous statement?" Wafflehead sneered.

"Do you think I would tell such an outrageous lie while being pointed at gunpoint?" Xiaolan asked back.

The doll's head subconsciously thought about it, and thought it made sense.

"Fraud psychology expert Jake Forcard once said that the more outrageous the answer you make when your life is threatened, the more likely it is the truth, because no one will tell a lie that may lead to their own death."

"Jike, what, why haven't I heard of it?" When the gun was pointed at Fu Jiang, the pot head turned his head and shouted at Xiaolan.

But Fu Jiang seemed to have made up his mind to watch Xiaolan's performance, and he still didn't move.

"You just exposed your ignorance. The books written by Mr. Forcard in prison have brought great contributions to the criminal world. Many thieves who committed famous unsolved cases have read his books."

After Xiaolan rolled her eyes at the pot head, she looked straight at the baby head, "You probably don't think the same way as your little brother, do you? You seem to be a capable person."

"Hmph, Jike Falcade? A memorable name." The doll's head raised the corners of his mouth, "Pira, stop talking, Mr. Falcade is one of the people I respect the most."

"Oh." Jarhead obediently closed his mouth and stopped questioning.

"Since we are all fans of Mr. Forcade, why not." Xiao Lan tentatively suggested.

"Don't even think about it, since you came here by accident, you can only hate yourself for having that weird habit."

The index finger of the doll's head reaches for the trigger.

"Wait, you mentioned the police earlier, so are you being chased by the police?" Xiao Lan's words conveyed the worry in the boy's heart.

"That's right, originally we wanted to wait for the police to come and use the trick just now to directly capture the two policemen as bargaining chips, but all of this was ruined by you!" Wawatou said through gritted teeth.

His plan was very good, he knew that he would not be able to escape the police's pursuit, and he would be exposed sooner or later, so he decided to give it a go.

He planned to capture the police as hostages, ask for the getaway vehicle and flee directly to some remote village, and then solve the hostages, so as to regain his life.

"You can also take us as hostages, can't you?" Xiaolan kept trying to induce Doll's head to think.

"Hmph, the effect may not be significant, not to mention whether you have any criminal record, you are illegally holding guns."

After muttering something, Wattlehead agreed with Xiaolan's proposal, "I don't have a choice anyway, you'd better cooperate, otherwise."

The baby head gestured to the pot head to take away Fu Jiang's gun with his eyes, and pushed Fu Jiang and Xiaolan into the house with the muzzle of the gun against the back of Fu Jiang and Xiaolan.

After entering the room, Fu Jiang's eyes came alive, scanning every corner of the room back and forth.

Xiaolan also focused on observing the layout of the room, guessing where the stolen money was hidden.

But she didn't have Fu Jiang's ability to add attributes. After observing around, she couldn't find the location of the stolen money.

Wawatou held guns in both hands, aimed at Fu Jiang and Xiaolan who were sitting on the ground, and waited for the pot head to fetch the rope.

Fu Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Before I was restrained, I had a doubt."

"It's my fault." The baby didn't even bother to look at Fu Jiang.

"I said, I have, one, doubts."

The coverage area of ​​Fu Jiang's black eyes gradually increased, and the doll's head could even see himself clearly reflected in it.

In the reflection, he was shriveled, like a mummy that had been placed for a long time.

Looking at Fu Jiang who stood up and got closer, ignoring the pistol, Wawatou suddenly felt that the back door was loose, and couldn't help but want to go to the bathroom.

"What, what doubts?"

"Dust, the dust on the stairs, what method did you use to restore it?"

Fu Jiang took back his gun from the baby's hand, "And, why can't you repeat the same trick after the scene is destroyed by us."

"Because, because we washed our hair." Wawatou replied stammeringly.

Tomie:?
He subconsciously rubbed the soles of his shoes on the floor.

"What do you mean?" Xiaolan looked straight at the doll's head.

"Because that dust is our dandruff, 'artificial snowfall'." Jarhead who retrieved the rope came back and replied.

After answering, he looked at the gun in Fu Jiang's hand suspiciously, "Boss, why did you return the gun to him?"

No one paid any attention to him, Fu Jiang silently withdrew his "trust", leaned on the window frame, and looked at Xiao Lan with his face purple with folded arms.

"Dandruff?"

Xiaolan thought of the "dust" washed up on her face by the pavement before, and her hands and feet felt cold.

She got up from the ground and twisted her neck.

"I think it's over."

"It's up to you." Fu Jiang didn't mind these two people anymore, he had already found where the stolen money was.

Just beneath the loose floorboards beneath his feet.

After hearing the conversation between Xiaolan and Fu Jiang, the baby felt dizzy, and forced the courage to point the gun at Xiaolan, "Don't move!"

Xiaolan leaned to the right, her jet-black hair took over the sight of the doll's head.

Bang, her right palm slapped upwards to the left, hitting the doll's head's wrist, and the pistol flew out of her hand and flew into the wall.

"You TM" Jarhead quickly loaded the pistol, and just as he raised his arm, the doll's head with white eyes hit him, causing him to lose his balance.

Jarhead sat back on the ground, emptying his hands, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the unicorn girl looking at him coldly, as if she was looking at a corpse.

"Excuse me."

The moment the lid opened his mouth, Xiaolan thrust the pistol into his mouth.

"Woohoo!" Jarhead predicted his end, tears poured out of his eyes for free, and a large area of ​​his crotch was wet.

Xiaolan hesitated for two seconds, finally gritted her teeth, pulled the barrel out, and smashed the butt of the gun on the chin of the lid.

(End of this chapter)