Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

Having been a criminal police officer for decades, Manager Kuroda can almost rely on his own intuition to sense the dangers lurking around him.

He was able to quickly discover the clues when Conan thought he had successfully evaded the police's eyes and followed him onto the Metropolitan Police Department's boat.

So now that Kuroda Bei realizes that he is being followed, he doesn't panic at all.

"After following me for so long, I think it's time for you to reveal your true colors and have a good talk with me, right? Regarding your purpose of coming here -"

The sound of footsteps sounded behind him. Kuroda Bei turned around and unexpectedly saw the smiling face of Shiratori Rensaburo.

"Shiratori?" A hint of surprise and suspicion flashed across Kurodabei's face, and he quickly confirmed: "No, you are not Shiratori."

Lancer, disguised as Shiratori Rensaburo, pulled off his mask in front of him and shrugged boredly.

"Your perception is really sharp! Mr. Manager, unfortunately, you have no way to leave here today."

Lancer snapped his fingers.

When Kuroda Bingwei realized something, he turned sharply behind him.

At some point, Gin appeared behind him with a gun in his hand.

The gun was fired, aimed at his neck.

A needle was inserted into Kuroda Bei's neck, and the anesthetic was being pushed into the small needle tube.

I saw Kuroda Bei's tall and burly body swaying in front of my eyes twice. The hand covering his waist fell heavily to the ground before he could even take out the pistol.

Lancer stepped forward, checked his physical condition through the system's data monitoring, and determined that he was unconscious, so he said to the stinking Gin: "Okay, don't be angry, come with me and carry him to the Get on the boat."

According to Gin's wishes, he might as well kill the old man with one shot.

But Lancer wanted to know the reason why Kuroda Bei faked his death, and——

"Don't you want to see Bourbon's expression when he sees he's not dead?"

Gin: "You really have a bad taste!"

The man's eyes were indifferent, and no matter what the reason was, he could not persuade him not to silence the person.

"The death of two policemen will cause us a lot of trouble." Lancer turned on the unmanned ship and drove Kuroda Biewei and Shiratori Rensaburo towards the sea. "If the body is not disposed of properly, it can be easily discovered."

Gin Jiu said coldly: "Facing a convenient place like the sea to dump the body, why are you still hesitating?"

"Isn't that very ostentatious? I have observed that there are many fishing boats out to sea in this area, as well as passenger ships taking tourists to see whales. As long as people do things, they will leave traces, so let them drift on the sea for a short period of time. Time."

Lancer put a disguise mask on his face and urged: "Change quickly! Don't wait any longer!"

Soon, Gin's face was disguised as Kuroda Bie's face, as if it had been quickly molded into a sculpture.

Lancer himself carefully used a disguise prop card, which made him bleed from his heartache.

"This card is almost used up. We need to save more points to draw a few blind boxes."

"Stupid." Gin laughed at Kuroda Bei's old and terrifying face: "With this system, even if we are caught on camera, we can still find a way to erase our traces, and we are still afraid What?"

Lancer thought at first that what he said made sense, but he said: "Other people's things are always unreliable, otherwise Belmode would not always remain mysterious and not let us find her."

That woman who comes and goes without a trace like the wind!

After the two of them finished their disguise, they boarded the boat to the Metropolitan Police Department at the Pacific Buoy.

The grand base is built on the surface of the ocean, and the crew's servers are sunk underwater. Because of the huge number and the number of servers that need to be run, it is very convenient to sink them under the sea for cooling.

Mr. Makino, the director of the Pacific Buoy, led them into the interior of the buoy. Although they had seen such an exaggerated building from the projection screen, it was still fascinating to watch the entrance slowly rising from the huge pit. I feel shocked.

Especially Lancer, who suddenly gave him the illusion of returning to the doomsday era.

At that time, people built survival bases in various difficult environments in order to survive, and there were many fortresses in the ocean.

After all, zombies are still rare in the ocean.

"You two have worked hard to come this far. This is the main control room."

Several huge screens were hung high around the circular column. Several senior engineers were sitting around the column busy at their workstations. When they saw the police representatives coming, they just said hello in a cursory manner.

Lancer saw the man named Reinhardt with yellow hair on his head, and the top looked like a bulldozed lawn, and Lancer couldn't help but take a second look.

Perhaps sensing Lancer's gaze, the other person raised his head from behind the computer and stared back with an unkind gaze.

Lancer immediately smiled apologetically.

"The system here is surprisingly high-end! Mr. Makino."

Two unexpected people appeared here. When Lancer and Gin saw them, they felt that it was outrageous, but also somewhat reasonable.

Edogawa Conan can accurately appear at the scene of a murder or huge accident every time.

And Heiji Hattori, who just lost his mother and joined the main plot.

How did these two people suddenly end up in the Pacific Ocean buoy?

"Eh? Manager Kuroda...and Officer Shiratori?" Conan and Hattori Heiji ran over and said hello to them.

Gin has always had excellent skills in acting.

He didn't have much contact with Kuroda Bei, but because he already knew his attitude towards Conan from the images posted in the system in advance, it was not troublesome to imitate him.

And Shiratori Rensaburo is even more familiar with Conan.

"Conan? Why are you here?" Lancer pretended to be surprised.

Conan scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it, but Hattori Heiji walked over with his hands in his pockets. Behind him was the criminal director of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, who was Toyama Kazuha's father, Inspector Toyama Ginshiro.

"In fact, we want to ask Interpol to use the identification system to help us find a few fugitives."

Toyama Ginshiro said: "They got away with it after killing the minister's wife. Currently, some of Osaka Prefecture's police forces are focused on this case."

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the back of Lancer's head.