Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 2531 [Car Rental]

Thinking of this, Vodka straightened his clothes, gritted his teeth and took off his sunglasses, putting on the appearance of an honest office worker in a suit and tie.

Then he trotted to the counter and said to the surprised receptionist: "Do you have a black Lexus RX300? Come on, give me one, money is not a problem!"

The receptionist was stunned. Faced with this sudden question, she instinctively went through the procedure: "Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but I'm in a hurry!" Vodka used all the acting skills he had recently honed beside Uzo, as well as the little driving skills he had learned by himself, trying to infect the other party with his anxiety. "My boss is getting married today, and I'm the leader of the wedding car team. But just now I was in a hurry and unfortunately scratched a fire pile. That car can't be used. You should have a similar model here. Rent me one so that I can deal with it in an emergency."

As he said this, he took out a stack of cash and slapped it on the counter.

"This..." The money offensive was simple but effective. The receptionist glanced at the faulty surveillance camera with embarrassment and silently put away the tip. "Please wait a moment. I will help you check it."

Vodka nodded and looked at the front desk expectantly, but in fact, he had already hacked into the database and knew everything clearly - there were only three black Lexus RX300s here, two of which were on loan, and the only remaining one had a reservation today.

The person who reserved this car was Maori Ran's father, Maori Kogoro.

"Thinking carefully, my previous thinking was totally wrong. In the past, I had been on guard against traps from Wuzo, but people living in this world may encounter dangers in all aspects. Even if I considered ten thousand situations, as long as I missed one, I might be attacked by Wuzo.

"Instead of doing this, why not change your thinking? I'll just find a safe path, and then I can go down smoothly along it!"

Remembering his discovery a while ago, Vodka turned his attention to Maori and his daughter, the safe island next to Uzo.

"If you observe carefully, you will find that the route that Maori Kogoro takes to find clients partially overlaps with the route I take to the hospital."

Vodka touched his chin and said, "If I use Maori Kogoro's car and take Maori Kogoro's route, won't I be as safe as Maori Kogoro? Although this method cannot be used a second time in front of Uzo, as long as I survive this damn doctor's visit, I can immediately return to my brother's side. In other words, as long as I can survive this time, it will be enough!"

While he was thinking, the receptionist opposite him had already finished his inner struggle.

The receptionist took out his phone and responded as Vodka expected: "We have three cars of the type you need. Two of them are on loan, and one has been reserved. Don't worry, I will contact the owner of the reserved car first. Maybe he will be willing to help you."

Vodka nodded, looking nervous, but not worried: according to his investigation, although Maori Kogoro has many shortcomings, he is generally a good person like his daughter. Such a person will definitely not refuse the request of a helpless office worker.

Sure enough, not long after, the front desk clerk hung up the phone and brought good news: "The gentleman agreed to change the vehicle. I will handle the rental procedures for you right away."

Vodka breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

After completing the formalities and getting in the car, Vodka couldn't help but reveal a smile of understanding.

But before the smile lasted too long, he instinctively began to wonder, "Isn't this going a little too smoothly?"

Thinking of this, after the guide walked away, Vodka couldn't help but take out his detector and quietly tested the car.

Fortunately, there were no transmitters or eavesdropping devices, and the car was clean.

"I must be worrying too much..." Vodka muttered to himself as he braved the puzzled gazes of the staff in the distance and lifted the hood and trunk to take a look.

Finding nothing wrong, he got back into the car and comfortably started his journey to the hospital.

……

After Vodka's car left.

In the shadow of the apartment building in the distance.

A figure pushed up his glasses and slowly revealed a cruel smile as he looked at the black Lexus driving steadily away.

"Mouri Kogoro..." Yuda Taro murmured with a sneer as he remembered the bomb he had placed under the car, "Experience the feeling of being turned into ashes in despair and terror - you should have thought that this day would come when you arrested me."

As he was laughing, he suddenly remembered something and his mood turned bad again: "That killer organization actually took my deposit and then there was no follow-up. I wanted to go to the bar to settle with them, but who knew that the block was blocked by the police and they searched it... Could those guys have been exposed and then ran away?
"Humph, he boasted so much when he accepted the mission, and even built a bar with many traps, named 'The Last Supper', as if he was very high-class...but in the end he couldn't even kill a useless detective. Did I meet a liar?"

...Anyway, what happened is over and we should look forward.

Taro Yuda, who had just escaped from prison, quickly put those useless killers behind him and decided to take revenge by himself.

——A while ago, he was staying at the Mori Detective Agency and found out Kogoro Mori's recent itinerary.

After careful consideration based on this information, Taro Yuda finally decided to make this loosely managed car rental yard the starting point of his revenge.

"That bastard detective couldn't have imagined that someone had planted a bomb in the vehicle he rented."

Thinking of Maori Kogoro's desperate expression after learning the truth, Yuda Taro couldn't help but smile: "Before the bomb explodes, I must thank him in person - thanks to him for sending me to prison, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to learn these useful techniques."

Thinking of this, Taro Yuda turned around and went out, went to the public telephone booth downstairs, and called the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Transfer me to the Investigation Division. I want to talk to Inspector Megure."

"Who am I? Ha, I'm the avenger from hell. Stop talking nonsense and find him right away! Within a minute, I want to hear the voice of that bastard police chief, otherwise I'll treat him to a firework show - a flesh-and-blood firework made of 'Sleeping Kogoro'."

……

Two minutes later.

Kogoro Maori had missed a client's meeting and was discussing with his daughter what to eat today when suddenly, his cell phone rang like a life-threatening alarm.

"Who's calling me at this hour?" Maori Kogoro scratched his head and glanced at the caller ID. He was surprised. "Inspector Megure?"

(End of this chapter)