Chapter 947: Why Waste Words when You Have a Gun (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

At 12:10 in the morning, rain pattered on the window, washing away the dust on the glass over and over again until the window became as clean as new.

The door to the locker room was pushed open again, and Ishimoto Kyoukichi walked in without a smile. He looked around, seemingly looking for traces of Sakaki and the others.

The result left him a little disappointed. You could hear a needle drop in the locker room. It was as quiet as a hospital morgue at 3 o'clock in the morning. There was no other sound except the sizzling light bulb above the head.

but.

Ishimoto Kyoukichi knew that the three Sakakisei were hiding here. Just because they couldn't be seen, it didn't mean they didn't exist.

Wow

After changing his clothes and hiding the bag containing diamonds in the deepest part of the cabinet, Ishimoto Kyoukichi felt relieved and walked to the door leading to the bath. Through the dense mist, he saw two black figures in the bath.

Are there other guests?

Ishimoto Kyoukichi was stunned for a moment, and turned around subconsciously, wanting to ask about the situation, but before he could speak,

"Who is where?"

People in the pool discovered him:

"Ishimoto Police Department?"

The person who spoke was Daisuke Aohara. He was just in a position where he could see the door. As for why his eyes passed through the mist like a laser scanner.

It's not very clear.

Maybe it's just a guess.

"Mr. Aohara?"

Ishimoto Kyoukichi recognized Aohara Daisuke's voice. He took notes all day long and was deeply impressed by the program members who had more "characteristics" and were referred to as suspects, including Daisuke Aohara.

As he lived alone in a room, he was naturally highly suspicious, but the police found no direct evidence of conviction.

"As expected, it's the Ishimoto Police Department. Come and take a bath too."

Daisuke Aohara grinned, raised the small sake cup in his hand, and extended a warm invitation:

"Would you like a drink?"

"You are not allowed to drink alcohol while working."

Ishimoto Kyoukichi turned on the faucet and started to wash his body. This is the rule of hot spring bathing, including that a family of three uses the same tank of water, and they all need to wash their bodies before entering the bath.

A few minutes later, Ishimoto Kyoukichi finished cleaning his body, slipped into the bathtub, put a hot towel on his head, and sat far away, not close to Daisuke Aohara and the other two.

Aohara Daisuke and Anan didn't have a good impression of Ishimoto Kyoukichi, so they naturally didn't want to talk to each other. They lowered their voices and continued to drink.

All three guests were seated, and the three of them exchanged secret signals in the dark, and the show was about to begin.

12:25 minutes.

"Brother Qingyuan, the wine is finished."

Anan, who was blushing and drunk, shook the empty bottle and said unhappily:

"Not a drop left."

"No more?"

Daisuke Aohara, who was also a little high, grabbed the bottle of wine as if he didn't believe it, tilted his head and poured it down, but there was no drop left.

"No, it's okay!"

Anan waved his hand:

"There is a bottle of Black Dragon Daiginjo on the counter. I'll get it!"

"I'd better go."

Daisuke Aohara stood up unsteadily:

"I just have to go to the toilet."

With his feet stepping on the tiles, Daisuke Aohara entered the locker room with frivolous steps. Without stopping, he walked out quickly.

He came back with a bottle of dark green Black Dragon Daiginjo.

When he passed by the locker, he suddenly stopped. His body was straight and his eyes were clear. There was no sign of being drunk at all?

Putting the bottle aside, he began to walk around the wall, fearful that someone else was hiding in the shadows.

Fortunately, the three of Sakaki Cheng had taken precautions. The enemy was exposed and we were hidden. They saw through Daisuke Aohara's advance route in advance and were able to avoid it. They were covered with a black cloth coated with VANTABLACK special pigment. The light absorption rate was as high as 99.4%. Integrated with the darkness, Daisuke Aohara failed to detect them.

This kind of night artifact is simply for Xiao Hei's exclusive use.

Sakaki Cheng has also heard of the VANTABLACK special pigment. Logically speaking, this thing cannot be used for commercial purposes and is not sold publicly. I am afraid Kidd got it from a special channel.

No wonder Kidd has been able to escape from the clutches of Search Section 2 many times. In the dark, VANTABLACK paint is more effective than optical camouflage, and is no different from invisibility.

Daisuke Aohara, who didn't find any problem, finally felt relieved and no longer kept secret. He quickly returned to the locker and rummaged through Ishimoto Kyoukichi's clothes, looking for diamonds.

But no matter how stupid Ishimoto Kyoukichi is, he will not be stupid enough to put diamonds in his locker. This is the most basic precautionary awareness of a policeman, but it has caused a lot of trouble for Daisuke Aohara.

"Made, that fool didn't bring the diamond, did he?"

While cursing in a low voice, Daisuke Aohara quickly rummaged through other cabinets. If he didn't find the diamond here, he would have no choice but to risk going to Ishimoto Kyoukichi's room, steal the diamond and run away.

As long as he gets the diamond, will he still care about the things at home?

Anyway

It’s not just a once-in-a-lifetime escape. The worst I can do is go to the countryside of Shikoku this time to avoid the limelight for a few more months. When the limelight passes, I can sell the diamonds, change my appearance, change my identity, and become a good man again!

The good expectations for the future life forced Daisuke Aohara to speed up. He could not afford to delay. Kyouki Ishimoto would come out at any time. This was also his last chance.

"Hurry up"

Perhaps the goddess of luck heard his call. After searching for a few minutes, the sweaty Aohara Daisuke suddenly shook his body and trembled to take out a bag from the bottom of the cabinet in the corner. Excited, he immediately kissed the ground and muttered something. It seemed that he was thanking all the gods in the world.

However

"Do you know that among all the gods in the world, there is one god who is not liked by anyone?"

A loud voice sounded behind him. Aohara Daisuke turned around like lightning, and his pupils suddenly shrank:

"It's you! Where did you come from!"

Aohara Daisuke couldn't figure it out. He had clearly checked the locker room, even the ceiling, and only dared to steal after confirming that there were no traps. As a result, Makoto Sakaki still appeared like a ghost!

But the next second, he knew where Makoto Sakaki was hiding.

The originally dark ground slowly bulged as if something was about to come out, and then the black cloth was lifted, and Kid and Conan jumped out from both sides, with mocking and teasing smiles on their faces.

3v1, Aohara Daisuke is a rat in a cage, unable to fly!

In front of him is a door blocked by Makoto Sakaki and his three companions, and behind him is a bathhouse with no exit. Aohara Daisuke can only fight with his back to the wall, betting that he can break out of the encirclement of Makoto Sakaki and his three companions.

He took out a dagger with a cold light from the hem of his yukata, and swung the tip of the knife back and forth at Makoto Sakaki and his three companions, with a cruel smile on his lips, threatening:

"If you know what's good for you, get out of my way quickly, otherwise... Brother, why are you wasting words when we have a gun!"

Ding!

The dagger fell to the ground. Aohara Daisuke pinched his earlobes with both hands and squatted on the spot. He was as depressed as a Cadillac owner who was caught red-handed. His eyes kept glancing at the MK23 in Sakaki Makoto's hand, not daring to move.