Chapter 2862 2866 [What to Do if the Younger Generation Works Too Hard]

Looking around the venue, only many guests walked back and forth at this time, and the groom didn't know when it was gone.

What Jiang Xia remembered, and said to Suzuki Garden: "Just now he answered a phone call, and then left."

"That phone call was called by the bride." Conan he heard more, "Just 10 minutes ago."

Suzuki Garden: "..." Who even called who called? Your kid is really a person who is a business spy.

He murmured in his heart. Suddenly, a chef ran into the hall in shock: "Parking lot! Parking lot ..."

Bride's brother greeted him doubtful: "What's wrong? Slowly, don't disturb the guests."

The chef took a deep breath and sorted out the language: "There is a person falling next to the parking lot of the RV -it looks like Mr. Laoshan!"

Many guests: "?!"

Nympho

Die is the groom?

Vodka: "..." Bermond was really right!

"That woman can answer the right chaos, what do my hard analysis of these years?" I was envious of the talented player, Vodkascus comforted myself:

"The chef only said that the groom fell to the ground, and he didn't say that he was dead -maybe the groom just passed, or the murderer disguised as a victim, and wanted to use bitterness to get rid of his suspicion.

"Take a step back, even if he is really dead ... Belmond may not be based on the conclusion of analyzing, maybe what inside information she heard from Calvadas."

Thinking about it this way, Vodka was so good.

In the urging of Kiandi, he began to find a corresponding monitoring in the yard.

Nympho

A good wedding suddenly happened. As a passing detective, of course, you must go to work immediately.

So soon, high school students rushed out of the banquet hall with elementary school students and came to the parking lot that the chef said.

Sure enough, as the reporter just said, the middle of the RV and a business car was quietly fell to the ground.

Jiang Xia's shiny handlights passed, and when he saw the groom's heart, he opened his heart with a blood hole, lying on his back in a pool of blood.

——The his chest has no undulating, and people seem to be dead.

"Shooting?" Conan frowned, frowned, "and caused by a close shot."

"Mr. Laoshan?!" Others at the wedding venue also ran over one after another. Seeing those who fell to the ground, the guests were startled, "What's wrong!"

Jiang Xia stopped everyone, then crossed them, and looked at the two female high school students who trot over the same high heels: "Let's report the police first."

"Hmm!" Momorilan and Suzuki Nod nodded tacitly, one pressed 110, and the other began to be called ambulance.

At this time, Jiang Xia moved a flashlight, as if he suddenly found something.

He bypassed the vehicles on both sides of the corpse, walked on the open space behind, and looked down at the ground.

"What's wrong?" Conan noticed his movement and ran over quickly. When I looked down, I saw a few pieces of broken woods scattered on the road of five or six meters away from the car.

Conan squatted down in doubt and picked up a piece across the handkerchief: "What is this?"

"Like the pieces of wooden boxes." Jiang Xia knocked on his head, "Everyone behind looks, don't move, wait for the police to come and talk about it."

In the eyes of the public, Conan could only put the fragments back.

He stared at this thing, doubting the relationship between the shootings next to them.

The lively scene in the yard has all fallen into nearby monitoring.

But the lack of beauty is ...

Kiandi: [Where is the lens? I want to see the parking lot, parking lot! ]

—— The monitoring image released by Vodia is at the door of the hall. From here, you can't see the parking flat, you can only see guests who are crowded together and panic.

Vodka was noisy with her own sound: "Stupid! Obviously this is the murderer intentionally avoided the monitoring -there is nothing in itself, where can I adjust it!"

However, although the camera is limited, one thing is very clear.

——In the response of the guests, especially Mao Lilan and Suzuki Garden, to make a call, the groom is indeed dead.

Bell Momore returned from the chaotic thoughts: "...?"

I chose a name casually, but it was right?

[Is the groom Belmond? ] The mystery was revealed, someone was furious, [This woman must have found the Calvado Set in intelligence again! Really shameless, vodka, deducting her currency! ]

Bell Momore returned to God and laughed: I should also know that Calvados has not approached the wedding venue at all, and it is impossible to know the intention of Uzo, but ...

Belmond: [The death is really the groom? Yes, your colleagues are as easy to use as ever. ]

Kiandi: "..."

Nympho

In the distance, Kuraso took a glance at the mobile phone and saw the shielded words that had been brushed.

"..."

She blocked Kiandi proficiently, and the screen became much refreshing.

"It's the groom?"

She bet wrong again.

Kuraso stared at the balance of his inventory and frowned silently.

"However, knowing that Uzo has been on Calvadous, it is also good news." Kuraso closed his phone and skillfully adjusted his work plan. Take the task of Tokyo by taking advantage of Uto.

When a model worker secretly observed.

In Tokyo, another model worker also frowned, looking at the unexpected result on the phone.

...The groom died?

After confirming this again and again, Gin's eyes twitched slightly.

The gambling game in front of him didn't matter at all. What he cared about was the organization's mission - he just wanted to see Uzo beat the Hatakeyama family, but he didn't expect to see this young cadre beat the head of the family to death right away.

Gin: "..." Did he think wrong before - Uzo didn't know Calvados's mission, but just followed Suzuki Sonoko to attend the banquet and gave the organizer an unexpected gift?

"The newlyweds registered two days ago. That means that after Hatakeyama Yu died, most of his property will be inherited by his civilian wife."

Gin instinctively thought about the follow-up, and the more he thought, the more he frowned: he had seen similar things before. According to experience, many civilians who suddenly receive a large amount of wealth will not continue to run the family business left by the deceased, but will sell their property and flee.

If things really turn out like that...

"Bang--!!"

In the surveillance video, a burst sounded.

Gin came back to his senses, listened to this slightly strange sound, and lowered his head to look at the screen again.

... Gunshots?