Chapter 751 Jiangu Ling Is Hopeless
"Dong dong dong"
Someone knocked on the car window.
Nobuhiro looked back and saw that the visitor's iconic hair color and skin color proved his identity - Bourbon.
Nobushige unlocked the door of the Maserati, and Bourbon immediately got into the passenger seat naturally.
"How's it going?" he asked. "Kiel got the thing in place?"
"Yes." Nobuhiro responded softly and browsed the organization's intranet on his mobile phone without greeting anyone.
Bourbon said to himself: "Use hackers to control the target's smart home system, causing the electrical appliances to short-circuit and catch fire, and then rely on the combustion-supporting device installed in advance to make the fire develop to an uncontrollable level in a short period of time. This method is indeed very easy. It’s easy to disguise it as an accident, but what if, what if the target doesn’t fall asleep, what if he escapes as soon as he smells the smoke?”
Nobushige glanced at him and asked, "Do you think I want to burn him to death?"
"Isn't it?"
Nobushige sighed: "Domon Yasuhei's house is being renovated recently, and the warehouse where paint and other building materials are stored is right next to the bedroom. You provided this information."
His reminder ended there, but Bourbon already understood.
"Chemical substances in building materials encountered high-temperature explosions. Even if Yasuhiro Domen next to him escaped, he would not be able to survive. The explosion could destroy all traces, so the police could only close the case as an accident." Bourbon said with emotion, "It's true. It’s you, mezcal.”
Bourbon's admiration was sincere, but his eyes were mixed with some inexpressible emotions.
Is this guy really the FBI? It's crazier than gin.
No, Gin isn't actually crazy, he's just so calm that it's scary. And Mescal...if he is really an undercover agent, he must be an undercover agent who has no intention of returning to the light.
Rei Fukiya really wants to ask Akai Shuichi how he trains his juniors. He dares to send them to the organization without being taught well. It is really inhumane!
Although Rei Furitani hated the FBI and Shuichi Akai in particular, because of his inexplicable affection for Mescal, he felt that he could still take care of that person without affecting his work.
Bourbon sighed in his heart, maintaining a normal expression on the surface.
"Are we just going to watch the fireworks here?" he asked.
The location where they were located was on a higher ground, and they could just see the Tumen Yasuhui residence not far away. If someone sets off fireworks at this time, when the destructive fireworks and the stars and the moon in the sky shine together, the scenery at that time must be worthy of recording in a painting.
However, these beauties had a prerequisite, and they had to ignore the stench of burnt corpses in the air and the painful wails in their ears.
Nobushige looked at Bourbon and asked, "Have you brought anything to eat?"
Bourbon was stunned: "No, what's wrong?"
Of course you have to bring snacks and desserts to watch the fireworks. If you don’t even understand such a simple truth, it’s hopeless! Sure enough, you should bring your sister here. It would be a mistake to call this arty thing Shangjiang Guling.
Quietness gradually returned to the sports car. Mescal and Bourbon were each in a corner, one holding a mobile phone and the other holding a computer, both dealing with their own work.
Nobushige knows more, so he has to think more.
When I was talking to Reina Mizuno just now, there was basically no noise, which meant that Conan had recovered the bug, and he could worry less about how Mescal or Bourbon would ignore it without leaving a trace after discovering the bug.
Because they have the same job, Fangtani Rei always does the same thing as him, such as summarizing the current work or... reporting the incident of Tumen Yasuhi to the police. Then he must have gotten the same answer as himself, but Nobuhiro couldn't tell the clue from Fukiya Rei's expression.
Four years is a long time, four years is enough to erase most of the shadow of Scotland on Mescal, and four years can also slowly cool down the originally blazing heart of Fang Gu Zero. Nobuhiro wasn't sure what Feng Gulii was thinking. Was it anger, calmness, or powerlessness after seeing it all?
Nobushige thought that Rei Furitani was working seriously, but in fact that person had just as many ideas in his head as he did.
Although the two of them stayed in the small carriage, their thoughts had no idea where they had flown.
As a result, neither Nobushige nor Fangtani Rei noticed that in the night, there was a small figure running through the trees, moving quickly towards Tumon Yasuhui's house.
At the Maori Detective Agency thousands of meters away, Mao Lilan came down to take a look after cooking, but Conan was gone again.
"Dad, have you seen Conan?"
Mouri Kogoro, who was taking a shower, said impatiently: "I don't know, he might have sneaked into Dr. Agasa's house again!"
"Really?" Mao Lilan hesitated and dialed Dr. A Li's number.
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In the early hours of the morning, Conan finally found what he was looking for at Tumen Yasuhui's house - a combustion-supporting device. The organization's plan and what Rena Mizuna was doing suddenly became clear.
Looking at the chemicals piled not far away, Conan determined that the organization wanted to kill Domon Yasuki with an explosion.
However, to Conan's surprise, this mansion, which was crowded during the day, was empty at night except Yasuki Domon. If the master bedroom door hadn't been locked and there was movement inside, Conan would have thought this was an empty house.
Isn't Domen Yasuhiro worried that his life safety is threatened? It's not that person's style to leave no bodyguard behind.
Conan reached out to turn off the main power switch of the mansion, but his height was too low and he couldn't reach it even if he jumped up.
"Little brother, do you need help?"
"Need..." Conan's expression stiffened.
Oops! Has he been discovered again? !
Domon Yasuhui helped Conan turn off the main gate, and then said to him with a smile: "You are the child this afternoon, are you lost in my house? My house doesn't seem to be that big."
"Uh, um..." Conan began to make excuses, "I was particularly sleepy in the afternoon. I seemed to have fallen asleep somewhere. When I woke up, I was already here."
"Really?" Domon Yasuki pointed to the combustion-supporting device in Conan's hand, "Can you tell me what that is?"
"Eh? Isn't this a toy?"
Domen Yasuhui took the combustion-supporting device from his hand, and after just two glances, he understood everything.
"Thank you, little brother." Tumon Yasuhui's expression turned ugly, "I knew there were people who wanted my life, but I didn't expect them to be so arrogant that they wanted to blow up the house left by my father."
Conan raised his head and asked strangely: "If you don't know, then why is there no one at home?"
Maybe it was because Conan saved him, or maybe Conan's passive skill was triggered again. In short, Tumon Yasuhui said clearly: "Actually, I have always lived alone. If someone is in the same room with me, I will It’s hard to fall asleep. That’s why I noticed your movements even though they were so small.”
Conan understands, is it true that even the so-called loving mother and filial piety are just a performance in front of the camera?
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