Author: Report Mr. Krabs

"Damn it, why does Gin make us listen to Bourbon's command?"

In the black business car, Chianti was wiping his beloved sniper rifle and complaining, not caring that Toru Amuro was sitting in front.

Toru Amuro, real name: Rei Fukitani, codename "Bourbon", now he has dark skin that is almost the same as Hattori Heiji, and light blond hair. It is hard to believe that his true identity is actually from his country.

Police undercover.

With his deep love for his "lover", Toru Amuro is considered to be the best and safest among the undercover agents in the organization.

Of course, this is only relative.

After all, with Gin, a cold-faced judge, and an undercover agent in the organization, no one knows whether they will be able to see the sun tomorrow smoothly.

For example, right now, if Gin gives an order, Toru Amuro has to come to Izu obediently, and he has to bring two neurotic snipers, Chianti and Cohen.

This combination makes Toru Amuro wonder whether this mission will be another test of Gin.

After all, everyone knows that no one can gain true trust in Gin.

Maybe in the end, Gin will doubt himself...

"Hey, Bourbon, after all this time, have you found out the true identity of the serial killer?"

Chianti shouted impatiently.

"If you could just keep your mouth shut, I might be able to go faster."

Toru Amuro responded lazily.

"What did you say?"

Chianti's hair suddenly exploded, and he raised his sniper rifle and pointed it at Toru Amuro's head.

"What? Have you forgotten Gin's order? If you don't obey my command, you can make suggestions to Gin and ask for independent action. I have no objection."

Toru Amuro said calmly.

Seeing Toru Amuro bringing up Gin as a shield, even though Chianti didn't like Gin, but when she thought of Gin's ruthless methods, even she, who seemed like a crazy woman, put down the gun angrily, muttering.

Words like "It's not that I'm afraid of Gin, I'm just giving him face".

Although there is no gun pointed at his head, Amuro Toru's mood still does not relax. Nearly ten hours have passed since the mysterious man issued the reward order, even though the organization relied on its powerful intelligence network to gather information on all serial murder cases.

He came to Toru Amuro, but Toru Amuro still didn't find any effective clues.

Think about it, the murderer has committed more than a dozen murders, and the police have not made any progress on the case. In addition to the fact that the police in this world are relatively useless, the more important thing is that the murderer is very good at hiding himself.

When the crime was committed, no witnesses were ever left. And no fingerprints, footprints, DNA, etc. were found at the crime scene.

This cannot be said from God's perspective. No one knows that Masahiko Michowaki is the murderer of this serial murder case.

However, Toru Amuro still made some discoveries. When he marked the locations where the murders occurred one by one on the map, he found that these locations were along the beach scenic area from top to bottom, and the time interval between each murder was getting shorter and shorter.

There was only 48 hours between the last murder case and the last one. Based on this reasoning, it is very likely that the murderer, who is becoming more and more bloodthirsty, will commit another crime today.

The location is most likely Baibin Beach, where the previous murder occurred, and adjacent Heming Beach.

"Let's go to Heming Beach."

Toru Amuro drew a red circle on the map with a pen and gave the order coldly.

At this time, Kogoro was also driving to Heming Beach. Conan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was holding a map, which was also filled with dense circles.

"The time between the murderer's crimes is getting shorter and shorter, which shows that he is completely out of control."

Conan said to Kogoro: "Uncle, if we can't stop him today, then he will definitely commit another crime."

Kogoro glanced at him: "I know all these things, what do you mean by repeating them again? Even if you want to imitate me as a detective, you should wait until you are eighteen and become an adult."

Hey, hey, hey, uncle, we can still be good friends regardless of age.

Conan smiled bitterly and continued to look down at the map: "But the murderer committed so many murders, and each murder was near the beach area, but no one witnessed it. Isn't this incredible?"

Kogoro narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

By the time they drove to Heming Beach, it was already approaching noon, and the beach was crowded with tourists who were sightseeing and relaxing.

Kogoro parked the car, got out of the car with serious expressions, and walked to the beach. He looked at the head of Wuyang Wuyang in front of him and frowned at the same time.

"Did you notice it, uncle?"

Conan adjusted his glasses and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I found it."

Kogoro adjusted his sunglasses and replied with a serious expression: "The quality of beauties here is much higher than other places."

I'll pour it!

Conan almost dropped his head to the ground when he heard this, and said angrily: "Is that all you pay attention to?"

"Otherwise? Baga..."

Kogoro suddenly took a breath of cold air, took off his sunglasses, nodded and said: "By the way, I also found... the beauties here are more boldly dressed. Hey, hey, look at those... then

Just a few ropes, right? Tsk tsk..."

Seeing Kogoro take off his sunglasses, Conan helplessly covered his eyes.

There is no way to save this perverted uncle, let's just destroy him humanely.

"I mean, there seem to be a lot of people around here who are not tourists."

Conan lowered his voice: "Just like the two men in floral shirts diagonally opposite, with bulging waists and earphones in their ears. They kept looking around. They are obviously looking for someone."

"You brat, you can do it. Those two are nearly 200 meters away from us. You can actually see them wearing headphones. It doesn't look like you are short-sighted. Are you far-sighted?"

Kogoro deliberately made a fuss, but it scared Conan into a cold sweat.

How to explain this? Could it be that these glasses are specially made by Dr. Ali and incorporate black technology. They can not only zoom in and out infinitely, but also have infrared heat sensing and are even bulletproof...

Seeing Conan's guilty look and not daring to speak anymore, Kogoro nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he sensed something, but he did not turn around to look, but turned around and pulled Conan towards the cold drink shop next to him.

Go.

In a black business car parked in the high ground in the distance, Chianti was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at the heads one after another below. Watching the man with the moustache he had just targeted leave, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and complained: "Bourbon,

Are you sure the target is here? Why, I looked at them for a long time, and they were all pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and none of them looked like serial killers."

"If you could tell who the serial killer was, that guy would have been caught by the police."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean, if you have time to look for a serial killer, you might as well focus on looking for a young girl with brown hair."

"Huh, I've been looking at it for a long time, and there's no one with brown hair at all. That's good, I might as well dye my hair brown and go fishing."

"No, with your appearance, you don't know how to fish, but you might scare the fish to death."
Chapter completed!