Chapter 121 You Plotted Against Me. Please Vote for Me

Chapter 121 You plotted against me. Please vote for me ()

Next to the boxing machine, Nakajima finished playing the boxing game, looked at his watch, and left in a hurry.

Of course the staff didn't stop him - the boxing machine was just there for people to hit. Now that the machine is broken and others have experienced the bug, let alone holding people accountable, an apology is almost enough.

However, Mao Lilan still felt bad. She saw the staff holding the machine and doubting life, and tried to comfort her.

Suzuki Sonoko tried hard not to laugh: "This is not your problem. You should blame that bastard detective who is obsessed with investigating the case and has gone to nowhere." - She also heard Mao Lilan's words "Kudo" when he beat the machine just now. Shinichi".

Conan felt a chill behind him: "I'm going to the bathroom." He smiled dryly and walked away.

…

On the way, Conan accidentally saw a tall man in black. He was slightly startled.

——It’s not all because “after being sapped by Gin, I became allergic to men in black.”

What's more, Conan discovered that the tall man in black exchanged the luggage storage tags in his hands when he passed by the "Mr. Nakajima" who was boxing in the hall just now.

This is a common tactic for using lockers to conduct dirty transactions - two people use the same bag, one to put money in the bag, and the other to put goods in the bag. After exchanging luggage tags, everyone goes to ask for what they need.

Thinking of this, Conan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

——This kind of sneaky transaction is very abnormal.

There must be something wrong with that "tall man in black" and Mr. Nakajima...especially the man in black!

…

At the same time, Jiang Xia, who was passing by to buy a drink, paused for a moment and fell on Conan.

He looked at Conan, then at the man in black "Tequila" in the distance, and at Nakajima, thoughtfully.

The next second, Tequila was seen holding Nakajima's luggage tag and heading straight to the luggage storage area. Conan quickly ran closer and followed.

Jiang Xia: "..."...Kudo-kun, this is hell ahead.

He silently took a sip of the hot coffee in his hand, thought for a moment, then turned and walked into the stairwell.

There is no one here. Several pieces of shikigami flew out from Jiang Xia's feet, turned into puppet clay, and slowly condensed into the figure of a little boy.

He chose Xiaobai's puppet.

After the little boy took shape, Jiang Xia moved his consciousness and adjusted his clothes and hairstyle.

Then he walked to the main body, took out a package of things from the main body's pocket, opened the stairwell door, and left quickly.

…

At this time, Conan was following Tequila, his heart beating extremely violently.

——After Tequila got the luggage tag, she quickly went to the check-in office and took out the bag that originally belonged to Nakajima.

Then he walked to a silent passage. I plan to go to the restroom at the end to confirm the information in the bag.

During this period, of course Tequila also paid attention to whether anyone was following her. But Conan was too short and was excluded directly. Tequila didn't take a child seriously.

Conan was able to track it successfully.

…

However, when he entered the corridor, Conan suddenly saw a six or seven-year-old child walking towards him, holding on to the wall. He looked a little strange with his head lowered and his waist bent in pain.

Conan looked at it a few more times in confusion.

At this moment, the child's legs softened and he fell to the ground, clutching his stomach as if in pain.

Conan was startled and ran over quickly: "Hey, are you okay?"

Tequila heard the noise and turned around warily.

Realizing that there were only two children behind him, he snorted, looked away, and continued to his destination.

Conan gritted his teeth and glanced at Tequila walking away, very anxiously.

But there is no one else around, and the child next to him is suspected of having a sudden illness. If he is not treated in time, his life will be in danger...

Conan really couldn't ignore it.

He took out his cell phone and prepared to call an ambulance.

But at this time, the strange child put away his painful expression and raised his hand to prick his leg with a needle.

Conan: "?!!"

The side of Conan's leg went numb, and countless questions flooded his mind. But before I could understand the situation, my head was already dizzy. He slid slowly against the wall.

Jiang Xia got up, walked to Conan who was no longer moving, injected the remaining half of the anesthetic into him, and then quickly dragged him away and took him to the second floor.

There are very few people here. Jiang Xia found a room that would not be affected by the chaos and where no one would go, and threw the stunned Conan inside.

Then disperse the puppet and return to the main body.