Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 418: Diao'er is in jail
During several stops to move the gin, Martin estimated that the time was almost there, hinting that Conan could make his last ditch effort - Conan's so-called last ditch effort was to go find and arrest them after receiving their alarm. The police officers of the three robbers.

Conan exaggerated the situation in the call to the police, causing the police to send more manpower. After all, the three robbers robbed the jewelry store with "pistols". At that time, no one saw that it was a toy imitation gun. .

It was off duty at the Memu Police Department. Officer Shiratori, who was on duty today, took the detectives there and took a look. The car seemed to have been severely deformed in a tragic car accident. There was also a man with knives in his legs lying on the ground singing Flowers of Hope. Other than contacting firefighters and ambulances, there was no need for them to take action.

At this time, their old acquaintance Conan ran over quickly and pointed in the direction of the station: "I just saw two men in black trading guns inside! But they seem to have brought other people with them, and they are all inside the station."

Conan felt a sense of emotion that he finally called the police that he wanted to call the police in the first episode.

The man in black has a clear goal; the gun deal and the large number of people already indicate the danger level of the other party.

Looking back at the group of people who were doing nothing, Officer Shiratori vaguely felt that something was wrong, but after looking at Conan thoughtfully, he contacted Megure Police Department, Takagi and other colleagues to prepare to return to the night shift. , while leading other criminal police officers closer to Xianqiao Station, leaving only two people to guard the robbers.

As the police entered Xianqiao Station to search, the members of the black organization hiding in the dark became even more secretive.

Afterwards, two police officers heard someone shouting: "Standpower!" They shined their flashlights and discovered a blond man standing in front of the stairs of the underground passage.

It just so happened that Martin now had a 'high' skin, and after taking off his coat, he revealed a black tight vest, which was somewhat similar to Conan's description of the 'man in black'.

"Sir, what are you doing here?" one of the police officers asked, pulling out the gun from his waist.

Another police officer held a flashlight in one hand and a walkie-talkie in the other. Whenever the blond man in front of him showed any signs of strangeness, he would immediately call his companions.

Hearing the voice behind him, Martin slowly turned his head and slowly raised his hands. A devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Please rest assured, Mr. Police Officer, I am not a suspicious person."

The words spoken in the voice of a perverted voice actor had a magical charm, and the two police officers subconsciously relaxed after hearing it.

However, after Martin put on a show, he immediately stopped and ran away.

The scene of a large living person disappearing in front of their eyes suddenly woke up the two lax police officers. Not only did they put on the highest alert, they also immediately summoned their colleagues.

Under the stairs, Gin and the police officers were currently in a blind spot, but Gin had already heard their voices. Seeing that the counterfeiter had been frightened away by the police, Gin immediately made a judgment: "Vodka, we should go!"

There are now at most three police officers on top. Before the police encircle them, it is definitely not a problem to break out with Vodka behind them.

"Yes..." The vodka behind Gin replied dully: "...Dio Sama."

What is he talking about? A chill spread from Gin's tailbone to Tian Ling Gai. He originally stepped onto the steps to break out, but in the blink of an eye he turned around, looked back, and dodged the bullet fired by Vodka.

Vodka, even you betray me?

Gin felt extremely ridiculous. Although Vodka had already been replaced by an impostor, the impostor was still talking nonsense in front of him just now, and Vodka was always behind him. How could it be possible in such a short moment? being replaced?

Did Vodka betray me, or did I betray the organization? Gin suddenly realized that he was so ridiculous that he couldn't even tell who the enemy was.

'Gin, you are surrounded by trash and undercover agents...'

'Your heart is already dissatisfied with the organization...'

'It seems that you have fallen in love with me in your heart...'

The words of the impostor came to Gin's mind again.

Wrong... the vodka is in the wrong state... Dior? Who is that?
Splitting down Vodka's pistol, Gin suddenly noticed Vodka's sluggishness, and the strange name that came out of his mouth, DIO...'god' in Italian?
The doubts in his heart did not slow down the movements of Ginjiu's hands. He punched Vodka on the chin without hesitation and knocked him unconscious. Hearing that the police had been attracted by the gunshots fired by Vodka just now, Ginjiu was now facing a choice. It's still too late to break out on his own, but leaving Vodka to the police is equivalent to leaving the organization's information to the police, so it's better to silence Vodka here.

However, it’s best to find out what the counterfeit did to the vodka first. It looks like hypnosis, but how could it happen so quickly...

Thinking of this, Gin dragged the fainted Vodka, not running outside but towards the depths of the station. Although a station without running vehicles is equivalent to a closed environment, hiding in it is like catching a turtle in a urn, but as long as you find some way to break the safety glass, you can also use the train tunnel as a route to escape.

……

At the top of the administrative building in the station, Martin and Conan, who had been lifted up by him, were looking at the scene below.

The members of the grassroots organization brought by Vodka were still discovered by the police and are now engaged in a shootout. The police's plan was to surround them in the station and wait until follow-up help arrived before arresting them. However, the members of the organization who knew this were actively breaking out.

Suddenly, Martin disappeared and reappeared. Conan turned around and saw that Martin had a bullet on his fingertips and was playing with it.

There was an unlucky police officer who was almost hit in the head.

Looking at the situation in front of them, both Martin and Conan felt that the organization was doomed. They might not be able to catch gin and vodka, but at least they could catch these grassroots members. Even though these members may be like Miyano Akemi, they know nothing about the inside story of the organization. have no idea.

But when the members of the organization felt that they were doomed, one of the organization members suddenly turned his gun to his companions, killed all his teammates in just a few moments, and then drank the bullet in his hand and committed suicide.

Judging from the shocked cry of one of the killed teammates, the organization secretly placed 'dead soldiers' among the grassroots members.

Conan was so anxious that he almost fell off the roof of the building on the spot.

"It seems we failed this time, Detective." Martin said carelessly.

Judging from the perception coming from Granule, Gin had already run away from the station along the train tunnel with vodka.

Conan glanced at Martin with a grudge. If he was willing to help, catching Gin and Vodka shouldn't be any more difficult than catching the three robbers.

But Conan couldn't express his complaints. Martin had done his best to accompany him on a trip and protect him. Without Martin's help, he would have been trapped in the cupboard by gin.

If Gin was influenced to become a stand-in today, Martin would probably be happy to have a head-on fight with him, but Gin obviously didn't look like a stand-in, and Martin's actions of teasing Gin didn't affect his plan to deal with Gin, so this This failure was his own error in judgment and could not be blamed on others.

...It makes sense, but I'm still angry.

Conan sighed: "Let's go. We will take notes later. Let's check the caliber in advance."

"Making notes..." Martin suddenly expressed that it was a bit complicated.

Conan could read a bit of reluctance from his expression: "What's wrong? You haven't had enough fun yet, so you're not willing to give in?"

"I'm thinking that with the injuries of those three people, I'm afraid I'm going to be thrown into jail." Martin shrugged. He hurt others unnecessarily. He had already been criticized and educated once last time.

Conan felt that this guy deserved what he deserved. Indeed, he continued to commit violence even after the robbers had no ability to resist: "By the way, do you want to be idle or go to jail?"

"My nickname today is Diao'er, isn't it okay?"

　I accidentally got addicted to the game and took advantage of it today...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)