In the sight of everyone in the street, Miyahara Goshi flew out a few meters in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The close contact between the face and the asphalt road brought him secondary damage that almost made his bones fall apart.

As the intense pain swept across his body, Miyahara Goshi revealed a miserable moan, lying on the ground like a dead pig, unable to move at all.

at the same time.

The cans, which were lightning light, quietly fell from the air.

Yu Shirakawa looked across the street with great interest.

I saw Conan facing this side, staying in a kicking position, staying in place and successfully filling the cup.

Passers-by around looked at him with the look of looking at the monster.

Or to be precise, I am looking at Conan's shoes with a bit of Ko Xue.

Conan nodded to him and understood.

He is not a brainless robber.

Through the observation just now, his face changed after seeing Miyahara Goshi take out his gun.

He switched the kick target from Yu Shirakawa to Yu Miyahara, and silently apologized to Yu Shirakawa in his heart.

——It turns out that this guy is not doing bad things, but is fighting fiercely with the criminals in the city in broad daylight and contributing to maintaining urban peace.

Conan sighed relaxedly.

Although that guy has many suspicious points and has participated in several cases without leaving any trace... But in fact, Yu Shirakawa should be considered half a good person, right?

Thinking of this, Conan hurriedly trotted to the intersection, intending to cross the road and ask about the specific case.

While Conan's children crossed the street—

Miyahara Goshi, who was kicked to the ground by a can, had completely stopped thinking.

Especially after seeing clearly, after kicking him into such a thing, he was even more covered by fear.

Perhaps it was the heavy impact, and the illusion of centrifugal force when flying backwards...

But Miyahara Goshi really felt from the bottom of his heart that his neck was about to be torn off after this fall.

It seemed as if the sickle of the god of death was pressed against his throat, and he felt that his head would be cut off at any time.

Who is the guy who lets the can fly over?

Is it really a god of death?

Miyahara Goshi was a little suspicious of life.

He tried his best to suppress his spastic lungs and saw the figure gradually approaching above.

The vision cannot be fixed, and the eyes are still dizzy.

It was supposed to be the figure of an intelligence dealer, and he squatted down in front of him.

Shrugged and spoke like a teasing:

"Look, brother, what am I talking about?"

"...If this is American animation, you fell from the air just now and could have made a personal hole directly on the ground, tsk."

Even though Yu Shirakawa was joking, Miyahara Goshi couldn't laugh at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Shirakawa stood up, stepped on the pistol with his feet, and continued to say to him:

"...But don't worry, because the police will send you, and your accomplice who is sleeping in the car, to the hospital and the police station next."

"..." Miyahara Goshi's face became extremely ugly.

Sleeping accomplices?

police?

Reading information from these keywords, he instantly understood what Shirakawa Yu means.

Then, the curse couldn't help blurting out:

"A bastard! You lied to me! You didn't want to trade information with me from the beginning..."

"Each of each other." Yu Shirakawa looked down at him with a smile, "At the beginning, you didn't want to give money, but instead wanted to kill someone to silence him?"

"..." Miyahara Goshi was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he could only lie on the ground.

A few seconds later, Minami Takayama and Officer Meguro who arrived and others came to the scene together.

Officer Meguro received a report from Shirakawa Yu before, saying that he had discovered a robbery gang that had not been arrested eight years ago, and asked him to come to the Fountain Square of Mihua Park to catch the prisoners.

At this moment, he saw Yu Shirakawa and the person lying on the ground. He hurriedly came over: "Brother Shirakawa, you mentioned the robber eight years ago..."

Yu Shirakawa raised his chin to Miyahara Goshi, then moved his feet away to reveal the pitch-black pistol.

When everyone saw this, their eyes shrank.

After all, Japan is a country with strict gun management, and very few people can hold guns legally.

In this case, a pistol alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.

In addition, as an old policeman with rich experience, Megu just saw this face under Miyahara Goshi's hood, and he felt a little familiar.

Moreover, the scent of the criminal emitting all over the other party made him smell a little of a habitual offender.

At this time, Yu Shirakawa said slowly: "This person had previously entrusted me to investigate Miss Takayama's information, and Miss Takayama also came to me to investigate the recent strange intimidation call..."

"So I suspected that he was making a crime plan, so I tried to make a appointment with him. As expected, he knew that I had noticed the truth and brought a pistol to kill me to silence me."

"... Fortunately, I sent Conan here to stay here, ambush him and successfully subdued him."

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously turned to look at Conan who was jogging across the road.

Officer Memu was in a good mood: "Kid Conan, you did a good job. It would be fine to help Brother Maori. He could actually follow Brother Shirakawa's command to solve the case together. You are born to be a detective material!"

He stretched out his big hand and smiled and touched Conan's dog head.

Conan was stunned for a few seconds.

Then he nodded with a smile: "Hahaha... wherever you are, you're so careless..."

At the same time, he felt a little anxious to vomit blood.

God obeys Shirakawa Yu's command...

He doesn't know what happened at all, okay!

Conan was very confused.

But what happened next was nothing to explain.

Officer Megumi led a team and found guns, a large number of homemade combustible weapons, etc. in the van of Miyahara Goshi and his accomplices.

Finally, a plan for the crime plan that had not yet been destroyed was found in the car.

The detailed methods and processes of kidnapping TWO-MIX are sorted out, so the evidence is conclusive.

——Of course, don’t think it’s stupid for criminals to write plans.

In fact, no one knows it, but Yu Shirakawa knows it very well.

To put it bluntly, crime is like writing, and it is very talented and everyone has a different level.

It’s like when writing, some people can write high-scoring essays without writing an outline, while others can only get the same score when writing an outline...

People cannot be generalized.

Some people are born geniuses.

But some people cannot reach the level of genius even after hard work after the acquired efforts.

Therefore, when a criminal with a little bit of mind commits a major crime, in order to ensure the success rate and fluency of the crime, he will write a plan for a long time to prepare.

After all, not every criminal is Shirakawa Yu and Gin.

Most criminals have no criminal talent and ability to act as well as their organizational elites at all.

So.

I took the obvious criminal plan to everyone, and everything was settled.

Takagi and his friends tortured Miyahara Goshi and the others.

After learning the whole story, Minami Takayama exclaimed:

"It turns out that it was because a certain lyric in the new song that hit the pain of the kidnappers, so they wanted to kidnap me..."

Through the crime plan and the explanations of Shirakawa Yu several times, she finally fully understood the motives of the two prisoners.

It's also funny.

Neimei Takayama himself didn't know that the New Year fireworks that heard it in the temple that day and wrote the lyrics as inspiration was the sound of gunfire that the prisoner silenced.

Because of this strange logic, Minami Takayama said that she had no fluctuations in her heart and even wanted to go back. Using the case that happened today as inspiration, she would compose another song.

However, there is no fluctuation.
To be continued...