Chapter 534
The Shipwrecked in the Sky
Chapter 534 The Shipwreck in the Sky (22)
Fly outboard top.
The man took a few steps forward, trying to find a trace of popularity in the empty world, but soon, he found that his doing so was futile.
Sure enough, he ran away because he was afraid of death?
"Hey!"
A crisp voice resounded in the night sky, and the man turned his head in surprise, only to see a half-grown child with his hands in his pockets.
"Wait a minute, don't you think it's despicable to abandon your subordinates and run away on your own regardless of your plan?"
"The boss of the ship robbery group, Mr. Takamichi Fujioka?"
"I know a big brother who is in the underworld, at least he will definitely not abandon his subordinates."
Only Fei Rina, who was very friendly to Natsutsu Yezang, shivered and continued to climb.
Conan's words made Fujioka sneer slightly.
"Boy, you can actually see through my identity."
"No, you completely tricked me by pretending to be the first victim. I think that shortly after takeoff, your female subordinate was spraying lacquer and placing ampoules in the smoking room--of course. According to you instruction."
"Then you enter the smoking room, contaminated with raw lacquer and cause allergies. In order to make us believe in bacteria more, when you were at the Sky Observatory, you invited Uncle Maori to smoke in the smoking room, and you grabbed Lan's arm before, in order to call It is an excuse to isolate those who may hinder your plan, so as to facilitate the implementation of your plan. But your method is useless to your uncle, so you put sleeping pills in his drink to achieve the effect, right? So let him fall into a deep sleep Just woke up."
"Mr. Mizukawa and the waitress had rashes on the palms and back of the arms. They probably encountered something in the smoking room... Genta just sniffed in the smoking room and didn't go in, so there was no rash."
"So, it's just you." Conan's eyes fell on Fujioka. "Even the face, throat and other parts that are not easy to contact with objects have rashes, and the boss has been in contact with an unfamiliar number. This connection made me realize."
"You intentionally infect yourself with lacquer, get rashes all over your body, cause panic, make everyone think the germs are really on this ship, and isolate yourself to give instructions to terrorist groups where no one can see ——"
Conan took a step forward.
"You are the real boss."
Fujioka froze for a moment, but the surprise on his face was gradually replaced by ridicule.
"Ha, boy, your reasoning is wonderful... But, you missed the most important part." He sneered.
"what?"
Conan, who had a chance to win, was always confident in his reasoning, so he also had doubts.
Fujioka stretched out a finger and said slowly: "First, I don't intend to abandon my subordinates and run away by myself."
If so, maybe he just didn't know that the men had been tied up?
Conan cleared his throat.
"Unfortunately, all your subordinates have been..."
"It's not those people."
Fujioka sneered, and also raised his volume, proudly saying:
"It's not the subordinates I hired with money...but my original subordinates."
The original subordinate?
Conan only felt a tightness in his chest. The next moment, the detective badge sounded again, and Haibara's voice came out.
"Edogawa, there are two other people. The photographer and reporter are his accomplices."
No wonder Xiguxia wants to expose the existence of the Boy Detective Team. This is not a lack of IQ at all, but a reminder to men!
Fujioka was very happy to see the shattered confidence on Conan's face, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was even worse, and continued:
"Second, I didn't come here to escape, but..."
He moved his gaze behind Conan and said word by word:
"In order to draw you out, as well as the one behind you."
Conan turned his head slightly, only to see his adoptive sister crawling out of the passage, half squatting on the ground, her long platinum hair fluttering behind her with the night wind, her beautiful eyes narrowed tightly.
"Do you know why we chose to rob Buddha statues instead of money?"
Fujioka continued talking, putting one hand in his pocket.
"In today's information society, the flow of money can be easily traced. Speaking of this, priceless Buddha statues are much safer. Japanese Buddha statues are also very popular abroad. We have already contacted the next home."
"Let me thank you for cutting off my money!"
Fujioka stretched out his hand from his pocket, pointed the muzzle of a black gun at the two men, and pulled the trigger.
At the same time, there was a loud gunshot behind Conan.
By the way, there is another point, because I am saving more and more manuscripts
(End of this chapter)
Fly outboard top.
The man took a few steps forward, trying to find a trace of popularity in the empty world, but soon, he found that his doing so was futile.
Sure enough, he ran away because he was afraid of death?
"Hey!"
A crisp voice resounded in the night sky, and the man turned his head in surprise, only to see a half-grown child with his hands in his pockets.
"Wait a minute, don't you think it's despicable to abandon your subordinates and run away on your own regardless of your plan?"
"The boss of the ship robbery group, Mr. Takamichi Fujioka?"
"I know a big brother who is in the underworld, at least he will definitely not abandon his subordinates."
Only Fei Rina, who was very friendly to Natsutsu Yezang, shivered and continued to climb.
Conan's words made Fujioka sneer slightly.
"Boy, you can actually see through my identity."
"No, you completely tricked me by pretending to be the first victim. I think that shortly after takeoff, your female subordinate was spraying lacquer and placing ampoules in the smoking room--of course. According to you instruction."
"Then you enter the smoking room, contaminated with raw lacquer and cause allergies. In order to make us believe in bacteria more, when you were at the Sky Observatory, you invited Uncle Maori to smoke in the smoking room, and you grabbed Lan's arm before, in order to call It is an excuse to isolate those who may hinder your plan, so as to facilitate the implementation of your plan. But your method is useless to your uncle, so you put sleeping pills in his drink to achieve the effect, right? So let him fall into a deep sleep Just woke up."
"Mr. Mizukawa and the waitress had rashes on the palms and back of the arms. They probably encountered something in the smoking room... Genta just sniffed in the smoking room and didn't go in, so there was no rash."
"So, it's just you." Conan's eyes fell on Fujioka. "Even the face, throat and other parts that are not easy to contact with objects have rashes, and the boss has been in contact with an unfamiliar number. This connection made me realize."
"You intentionally infect yourself with lacquer, get rashes all over your body, cause panic, make everyone think the germs are really on this ship, and isolate yourself to give instructions to terrorist groups where no one can see ——"
Conan took a step forward.
"You are the real boss."
Fujioka froze for a moment, but the surprise on his face was gradually replaced by ridicule.
"Ha, boy, your reasoning is wonderful... But, you missed the most important part." He sneered.
"what?"
Conan, who had a chance to win, was always confident in his reasoning, so he also had doubts.
Fujioka stretched out a finger and said slowly: "First, I don't intend to abandon my subordinates and run away by myself."
If so, maybe he just didn't know that the men had been tied up?
Conan cleared his throat.
"Unfortunately, all your subordinates have been..."
"It's not those people."
Fujioka sneered, and also raised his volume, proudly saying:
"It's not the subordinates I hired with money...but my original subordinates."
The original subordinate?
Conan only felt a tightness in his chest. The next moment, the detective badge sounded again, and Haibara's voice came out.
"Edogawa, there are two other people. The photographer and reporter are his accomplices."
No wonder Xiguxia wants to expose the existence of the Boy Detective Team. This is not a lack of IQ at all, but a reminder to men!
Fujioka was very happy to see the shattered confidence on Conan's face, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was even worse, and continued:
"Second, I didn't come here to escape, but..."
He moved his gaze behind Conan and said word by word:
"In order to draw you out, as well as the one behind you."
Conan turned his head slightly, only to see his adoptive sister crawling out of the passage, half squatting on the ground, her long platinum hair fluttering behind her with the night wind, her beautiful eyes narrowed tightly.
"Do you know why we chose to rob Buddha statues instead of money?"
Fujioka continued talking, putting one hand in his pocket.
"In today's information society, the flow of money can be easily traced. Speaking of this, priceless Buddha statues are much safer. Japanese Buddha statues are also very popular abroad. We have already contacted the next home."
"Let me thank you for cutting off my money!"
Fujioka stretched out his hand from his pocket, pointed the muzzle of a black gun at the two men, and pulled the trigger.
At the same time, there was a loud gunshot behind Conan.
By the way, there is another point, because I am saving more and more manuscripts
(End of this chapter)