Chapter 984 Mysterious Information (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

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Standing at the door of the abandoned factory, Sakaki exerted all his strength and inserted the tab back in.

The M-DN61 German-made grenade that Ishikawa Hide gave him was more advanced and had double insurance. After pulling out the pull ring, as long as the handle is not released, the firing pin will not trigger. You can even put the pull ring back in, and the safety is improved. To further improve, absolutely good stuff.

After confirming that it was correct, Sakaki carefully put the grenade into his arms and stretched out his hand towards Belmode:

"Give it back."

Belmod glanced at him, handed over the grenade and asked:

"Where did you get the bomb?"

"Ask your godson."

As soon as he heard that the matter involved Conan, Belmode immediately shut up and stopped asking, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

Gin, who had been waiting for a long time, received the prisoner's escape route, and immediately led Vodka and a few younger brothers to pursue him. Although he was a step slow, he was able to catch up in the end, and Sakaki didn't need to worry about the next thing.

The younger brother opened the car door. Just as Belmod was about to get in the car, he saw Conan take off his coat and hold it over with both hands.

"Give it to you."

Belmod pinched Conan's cheek hard, generously gave the coat away, and turned around to get in the car.

The motorcade left slowly, and in a blink of an eye only a few people were left under the street lights. Conan was in a daze. He waited until the taillights of the motorcade completely disappeared before turning back and asking Sakaki:

"Is she undercover?"

"What do you think?"

"I'm not sure."

"What a coincidence, I'm not sure either."

Shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, Sakaki said nonchalantly:

"Do you hope she's undercover?"

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Holding his coat tightly, Conan said nothing.

Belmod's kindness to him was visible to the naked eye.

This made Conan very confused. After all, Belmode had killed many people. If she was not an undercover agent, should he arrest her?

Bad people should pay the price, but what if the bad person in the eyes of others is your good person?

Will you send her to the execution ground yourself?

Conan felt a war between heaven and man in his heart, and his heart was heavy.

He knew that he shouldn't ask Sakaki this question, because he knew Sakaki's choice.

For Sakaki Makoto

Justice is a person's justice, not the justice publicized by the public. Justice comes from the heart of the people, and he will follow his heart instead of following the crowd.

If it were Gin, Conan would arrest him without hesitation, but if it were Belmod.

Maybe, maybe not, or maybe nothing.

Who knows?

"It's so cold."

Hattori Heiji shuddered and glanced at the mist surrounding him:

"The temperature has dropped again, where should we go next?"

"Everyone goes back to his own home."

Sakaki called the taxi company. It was so late at night that no taxi driver would go to the industrial area.

"Huh?"

Hattori Heiji blinked:

"Didn't Gin ask you to go to the hospital to monitor Yasuki Domon?"

"Domon Yasuki was seriously injured and won't be able to leave the hospital for a few days. The police are watching over there. Gin has gone to catch the prisoner. Is he in danger?"

Yawning, Sakaki could hardly open his sleepy eyes:

"I've been driving all day, non-stop. Even Superman can't withstand such a toss!"

After receiving the call, the taxi company dispatched a car nearby, picked up Sakaki and the other five people, and drove towards Yoneka Town 5-chome.

In the car, Conan felt uncomfortable all over, and he didn't know what the problem was until he looked back.

Oh, it turned out that the one holding him was not Ran, but Sakaki Makoto.

No wonder I feel uncomfortable all over.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Osaka Black Chicken, Toyama and Ye were sent back to the hotel, and the taxi stopped downstairs at the Mori Detective Agency.

The office was dark, and Xiaolan and the others hadn't gone home yet. Conan could only stay alone in the empty room tonight, hugging the quilt and enjoying the feeling of loneliness, but...

Sakaki Cheng was different. He happily grabbed Miss Miyano and ran home. He closed the door with a bang and looked carefully at the corridor through the peephole. There were still eyes there that were tired and sleepy from the car earlier. Can't open it?

"What are you doing?"

Miss Miyano's ice-green eyes were full of curiosity.

"Let's see if that brat Conan is here."

Sakaki said with lingering fear:

"He is elusive and dishonest all day long. I am afraid that he will knock on the door in the middle of the night and disturb our good things."

"What a good thing?"

Miss Miyano suddenly heard a voice coming from the darkness behind her. It was a thin, whispering voice. Except for the slightly rising tail tone, it was no different from hers.

She turned around and saw Kidd's head popping up from the living room. He put his finger to his lips to signal her not to speak. Then he tiptoed behind Sakaki and asked again:

"Why don't you speak?"

"Aren't you asking knowingly?"

Sakaki Cheng was still observing the corridor, and without looking back when he heard this, he reached out and touched the back:

"We have so many good things going on."

Touch and touch

Sakaki finally got what he wanted and held a palm. Well, it was quite slippery. How did it feel?

A little rough?

Still hot?

Where did those little hands that were as cold as jelly go?

Full of doubts, Sakaki slowly turned his head and saw his girlfriend looking at him with a playful look on her face, holding her arms in her arms, there was nothing wrong with her.

Autumn bean sack!

Holding hands?

When did Miss Miyano practice Guanyin?

Why do you still have three heads and six arms?

Thinking about it

Sakaki's face became much uglier.

It is impossible to have three heads and six arms. If the hand he held was not that of Miss Miyano, whose hand would it be?

His eyes shifted again, and Kidd's familiar, slightly red and shy face, like a young lady waiting to be married, appeared in Sakaki Makoto's vision.

Damn, it's really a ghost.

When their eyes met, Kidd lowered his head and said shyly in the voice of Miss Miyano:

"Hate~ Why look at me like this~"

"Ugh"

Sakaki Makoto shook his hand away as if he had been electrocuted, rushed into the toilet, and vomited while holding the toilet.

Soon, he walked out of the toilet, picked up the broom beside him, and said with a grin:

"Have you thought of your last words?"

The look in someone's eyes cannot be hidden. Sakaki Makoto is currently thinking about whether he should chop Kidd into pieces to vent his anger.

"Brother, I was just kidding you."

Swallowing his saliva, Kidd laughed dryly and quickly changed the subject:

"I got some unexpected information when I went to pick up the goods this time. Do you want to hear it?"

"Information?"

Sakaki Cheng raised his eyebrows and decided to listen before taking action:

"What information?"

"One month ago, a human trafficking ship from the country of 涶 docked at the port of Tokyo. The channel it took happened to be my long-term supplier. He told me"

Kid said proudly:

"The ship, which could originally hold hundreds of people, only carried two passengers this time, a man and a little girl!"

"Oh?"

Sakaki Cheng suddenly became interested:

"Tell me in detail!"