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In the crowded venue, Makoto Sakaki looked at his girlfriend in astonishment:

"Kudo Yukiko?"

"Yes, Vermouth is a movie queen with superb acting skills, but don't forget that Kudo Yukiko's acting skills are not inferior to Vermouth."

Miss Miyano said:

"If it weren't for marrying Kudo Yusaku, Kudo Yukiko's fame would probably surpass Vermouth."

"Vermouth can imitate anyone, and so can Kudo Yukiko."

"So you think that only Kudo Yukiko can perfectly replicate Akai Shuichi's demeanor on the Red Team?"

"She's the only one I can think of."

Miss Miyano shrugged without comment.

She didn't know many Red Team bosses. Apart from the Kudo couple, there was only Akai Shuichi, the leader of the FBI.

"My dad's acting is pretty good too."

Conan, who was standing by, heard the conversation between Makoto Sakaki and the other two and interrupted:

"Although he can't compare to my mom, my dad's acting is also famous. Last time, they teamed up to put on a good show and fooled me."

"The whole family is full of acting skills, including you."

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With Conan's reminder, Makoto Sakaki could vaguely guess the identity of 'Akai Shuichi'.

The Kudo Yusaku that Kenmura Tadaki saw was probably not Kudo Yusaku himself, but someone else pretending to be him, just like this 'Akai Shuichi'.

Taking up the champagne from the tray of the passing waiter, Makoto Sakaki drank it while waiting for Gin's contact.

Sure enough

Soon, the phone in his arms vibrated.

[Bourbon has been dispatched to follow Shuichi Akai]

"Let's go."

After typing on the keyboard and sending a text message, Makoto Sakaki put away his phone and put down his champagne glass:

"Let's go see what Shuichi Akai is doing."

Following Shuichi Akai, Makoto Sakaki and the other two also entered the backstage.

Soon after the press conference ended, a lot of staff gathered in the backstage. They were loading game consoles into wooden boxes, preparing to load them into trucks and evacuate after the police lifted the blockade.

The news of Thomas Sindorah's death was a big blow to all employees. The chairman was gone, and there was still the vice chairman. Sindorah Company would not go bankrupt.

Shuichi Akai walked forward silently along the edge of the wall, as if he didn't know the three people following him.

At the same time

The FBI agents who were originally squatting in the venue did not respond at all, and each stayed on standby, as if everything was in their plan.

Turning a corner, Shuichi Akai stopped and looked back slowly.

"Brother, the signal is blocked!"

In the restaurant on the 7th floor, Vodka looked at the gray screen of the computer in front of him, his face changed:

"A signal blocker is installed in the backstage of the venue!"

"Have they seen through our plan?"

"That kid Suzi is in danger!"

"..."

Gin, who was playing with the Beretta M92F, paused and turned his head to look at the screen:

"Don't panic, call Chianti."

"Yes."

Without hesitation, Vodka immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Chianti's number.

Beep.

Beep.

"Hello?"

Chianti's slightly sharp and excited voice came from the microphone:

"Do it?"

"Do it."

Gin replied coldly.

"Okay."

After the phone was hung up, Vodka was confused, listening to the two people playing riddles, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

"Brother, are you going to let Chianti..."

Boom! ! !

Before the voice fell, an explosion suddenly occurred on the 15th floor of the Mihua Municipal Hall.

The bomb installed outside the wall exploded violently under the impact of the bullet, the wall burst, the smoke billowed up, and the fire flashed.

The venue was in chaos, the upper class people screamed and fled everywhere, the thick smoke from the backstage triggered the fire alarm system, the sprinkler on the ceiling started, and the pouring water wet everyone's clothes.

"Chiba, evacuate the crowd!"

After a moment of trance, Megure Jusan gave orders:

"Sato, you go to the scene with me, Takagi, control the suspect!"

"Yes!"

The explosion came too suddenly, beyond everyone's expectations. The FBI agents who were on standby looked at each other, and for a moment they were at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Cameron!"

The woman with a basket rushed out of the crowd, took out a revolver from under her skirt, and shouted:

"You stay here, I'll go to support!"

It's obvious that the explosion was Gin's work. She knew very well that the more this happened, the more she couldn't panic.

According to their plan, no matter what moves Gin made, as long as he did not leave his post without permission, there would be no problem.

Cameron also knew the seriousness of the matter, and immediately took over the command of the scene, put on headphones, and did not act rashly.

The woman dropped the basket and rushed into the backstage. At this moment

A silver-haired man in black suddenly appeared in the venue.

When Cameron saw him, his pupils suddenly contracted. He didn't care about much, and immediately raised the muzzle of the gun and shouted:

"It's Gin!!! Catch him!!!"

The FBI agents who were ambushing around rushed forward, but the venue was in chaos and they could not reach Gin's position for a while.

This roar attracted Gin's attention. He looked back, took out his pistol, and pulled the trigger at Cameron and others!

Bang bang bang!

The gunshots were like thunder, exploding in the venue. Megure Jusan paused, looked at the backstage, and then looked at the location where the gunshots were heard. After a little thought, he said:

"Sato, you take people to the backstage to rescue the wounded. Brother Hattori, please come with me to hunt down the shooter!"

"Understood!"

The situation was critical, and Megure Jusan could only split into two groups and search for the shooter with Hattori Heiji.

However.

After firing three shots, Gin flashed into the corridor and disappeared from the sight of Cameron and others.

"Chase him!!!"

Cameron shouted in the channel:

"Don't let Gin run away!!!"

"But, but prosecutor Judy asked us to stay where we are."

"Our goal tonight is to lure out Gin. Now that the real owner has appeared, are we going to sit back and do nothing?!"

Cameron felt extremely guilty when he recalled the failed arrest operation two years ago. He always thought it was his fault. Now that he had the opportunity to make up for it, how could he let it go?

"I'll take responsibility if there's any problem, chase him!!!"

Without hesitation, the FBI agents in the venue quickly chased after Gin in the direction he left.

The moment the FBI agents left the venue.

The door to the safe passage was pushed open, and a short-haired man wearing a felt hat and a black leather jacket stumbled out, holding his left lower abdomen.

He looked pale, glanced at the backs of Cameron and others leaving, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, avoided the crowd, and successfully entered the backstage.

"Huh"

In the restaurant on the 7th floor, a wisp of blue-white smoke floated in the air, and the burning cigarette butts were extinguished in the ashtray. Gin grabbed the windbreaker hanging on the back of the chair and said to Vodka:

"It's time for us to go on stage."