"Uncle, I'm sure!" Conan walked over: "There was only one gunshot."

"It's really interesting." Ferino said, looking at the car window, "A gunshot can make the specially reinforced glass like it's broken by a brick."

"Do mechanics appraisal." Faluno bowed: "Come with me, source inspection."

"What's wrong?" The God of Yuansect was pulled to a corner by Ferino.

"The criminals can order it, there must be the escort who was not knocked out." Ferino said: "Think about it, follow it or catch it directly."

"Let's follow up first." Yuan Zong Shen thought about it: "I will send a prosecutor, and you will send two field office workers."

"Hey hey..." Ferino looked at Yuan Zong Shen with surprise: "We have helped you get to this point. Do you still let us work overtime? You're not kind."

"No, after all, we prosecutors are not good at stalking, otherwise, you are the FBI, and we prosecutors will not cause trouble for you." Yuan Zongshen said with a smile.

"Just like our FBI is good at tracking..." Ferino curled his lips: "In fact, there is a department that is good at tracking."

"You mean?" Yuan Zong Shen smiled.

"Of course it's the CIA. They're fielding all day, and I believe there's not much more." Ferino nodded: "Amongst all, do you have a way to get the CIA to accept this task?"

"You don't?" The god of Yuanzong looked at Ferino.

"Not yet." Ferino shook his head.

"I think about it..." The God of Yuan Sect fell into deep thought, and suddenly the God of Yuan Sect grinned: "I have a way."

"What is it?" Ferino asked quickly.

"Isn't the winery very active recently? You just fooled them and said that this is the winery's activity. Even if they don't believe it, they have to send someone." The corner of the mouth of the Yuanzong God was about to bend to the sky.

"Good solution!" Ferino gave a thumbs up and smiled: "It is worthy of being the prosecutor of the Original Sect God who is known as the Sect God, and is unpredictable for life and death."

"Ah? Why do you say that?" asked the God of Yuanzong.

"We watched your trial video and found that in all the criminal cases you took over, as long as you miss a smile at the trial site, this person will die 70%.

Ferino said: "Some were sentenced to death, some were hit and killed on the first day of release from prison, some were killed by myocardial infarction, and some were choked to death by peanuts."

"Am I so scary?" Yuan Zong Shen jumped. Do you have to pretend to be a poker face when you go out in the future (Quick Dog: I'm familiar with this)

"It doesn't matter, you only have criminal cases, and aren't there 30% of the people?" Ferino patted the shoulder of the Yuanzong God.

"What are you two doing here?" Reiko Kujoo patted the shoulders of Genzo and Ferino.

This shot shocked the God of Yuansect: "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, I just look at you smiling so slutty, it doesn't feel good..." Reiko Kujo said.

"Of course it's a good thing!" Yuan Zong Shen said with a smile: "It's a must!"

"Hmm?" Reiko Kujo looked at Ferino.

"Yes, yes, good things, great things." Ferino also said with an extremely strange smile.

"Let's go, go to the US Embassy." Genzo-sun patted his body.

"Okay!" Ferino said.

"You just stay here and look at those policemen." Genzo Shen patted Reiko Kyujo on the shoulder.

"No, why are you doing at the embassy?" Reiko Kujo asked, looking at the back of Genzo God.

"Go and get the report!" The God of Yuanzong and Ferino said at the same time.

"Tsk, look at these policemen who don't have the FBI, what else do you want me to do!" Reiko Kujo looked at the back of Genzo Sect and stomped her feet.

US Embassy

Fifth floor of the US Central Intelligence Agency Asia-Pacific Regional Administration.

"You said this is a winery activity?" The director of the Asia-Pacific Regional Administration looked at Ferino and Yuanshen: "Want to ask for help from our CIA?"

"Yes!" The God of Yuan Sect nodded decisively.

"This is not like you guys. You can't be cheating me, right? Don't you all like to take credit for it?" said the CIA director, touching his chin.

"We have been too busy with work lately, no one is there." Yuan Zongshen said, "Give me some good words, will you answer?"

"This..." The CIA director hesitated. Although it might be a trick, it was a clue from the FBI after all. What if it was right, the performance would be gone.

Whether it is the FBI or the CIA, their assessment indicators are not how stable Japan is, but how many international criminals have been arrested in Japan, so they hope that Japan's security will be almost the same so that they can improve their performance.

"Let's go and find the NSA people." Yuan Zongshen said, then pulled Ferino away from the office.

"You..." Before Ferino could finish speaking, the God of Yuanzong made a sign of banning voice and stretched out his right hand, 3, 2, 1.

"Wait!" A voice came from the CIA director's office.

The God of Yuansect blinked at Ferino and walked in: "What? Mr. Director, is there anything wrong?"

"Give me the mission." The director said to the god of Yuanzong.

"But we have already planned to give it to the NSA." The god of Yuanzong pretended to be embarrassed.

"I owe you a favor!" said the director.

"This..." The God of Yuan Sect was still hesitating.

"Two, there can't be more!" the director gritted his teeth and said.

"Trade!" Yuan Zongshen put the mission briefing on the CIA director's desk.

Ferino next to him looked confused and not only gave the task, but also earned two favors.

After leaving the CIA floor, Ferino reacted when he returned to the car and looked at the god of Yuanzong: "You Asians are so cunning!"

"Each of each other." Yuan Zong Shen fastened his seat belt: "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Then me?" Ferino was stunned again: "Where should I be?"

"Go and take the report and give it to Reiko Kujo." Genzo-sun started the car: "I still have something to do, I can't be with you."

Ferino looked at the disappearing taillight of the Yuan Sect God and felt something was wrong. Didn’t the Yuan Sect God ask him for help? Then why did he feel that I was the one who asked for help?

Dingdong.

Genzo God rang the doorbell of Maori Detective Firm.

"Who?" Maori Kogoro's lazy voice sounded, and the door was opened. When he saw that it was the god of Genzo, Mori Kogoro wanted to close the door again.

"Mr. Maori, I'm here to talk to your daughter and get my stuff back." Genzo God made the gate in an instant.

"Ah? Prosecutor Gen." Ran Maori's voice came: "Dad! What are you doing? Let Prosecutor Gen come in quickly."

"Okay!" Kogoro Mori opened the door with dissatisfaction: "It's so late, ask quickly."

"Late?" Yuan Zong Shen glanced at his watch and it was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon.

But the Yuan Sect God did not correct anything and sat on the sofa.

"What do you want to drink?" said Ran Mori.

"No need, I'm here to talk to you." said the god of Yuanzong: "I think you should have finished reading the file."

"Yes!" Maori Ran said in a low voice: "Prosecutor Yuan, are all the above real?"
Chapter completed!