Around Xianqiao Station, several organizational minions were secretly distributed, strictly guarding the various entrances of the station, and not even a fly was placed in it.

As soon as Yu Shirakawa drove over, he saw several people dressed in traffic police coming around, and went to his car window, deliberately driving his car away.

Seeing this, Shirakawa Yu put down the car window and showed a smiling face.

The traffic police in charge were shocked when they saw his face and hurriedly let the others scatter and return to their posts.

When Yu Shirakawa saw the appearance of this fake traffic policeman, he raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.

Isn’t this face... the man who used to guard the door at the Shirley Research Institute and was in charge of security?

——I have talked to myself twice, met several times, and been teased twice by myself.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t guard the gate anymore, but mingled with gin.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled gently: "I'm really destined to meet you in such a place."

When the man heard this, he raised his head, and looked like a puppy who was only caressed and wagged his tail, and was slightly surprised: "Mr. Keshwasher, do you still remember me?"

"Of course, we've seen more than one meeting after all."

Yu Shirakawa shrugged, put down the car window completely, stretched out half of his arm, and said lightly as if he was talking homely: "How are you now? After the institute was blown up, have you guys been following Lao Qin's team to do the task?"

"Yeah, it's almost the same."

The big man scratched his head in a naive manner, "Mr. Gin is very nice to us. From the second day after the institute was abandoned, he kept arranging new jobs for us."

"…This time, we must obey Mr. Vodka's transfer and be responsible for rushing the wind at the station."

Yu Shirakawa nodded: "That's how is the situation in the station? Have Lao Qin and Lao Fu arrived?"

The big man hurriedly said, "Yes, they just went in and met the trader, but they haven't come out yet."

"Okay, I get it."

After hearing this, Yu Shirakawa waved his hand at him, and the car window slowly rose, "Thank you for your hard work."

Then he started the car, parked in a nearby parking space, and then slowly got out of the car and walked to the trading location of the underground station.

The [Analysis] ability was activated on the road, and Yu Shirakawa glanced inside.

After seeing the transaction location in the station clearly, he became a little interested in an instant.

In the trading location that resembles the item storage place, Conan hid behind the innermost row of cabinets, while Vodka stood in front of a row of cabinets near the door, holding a box with a magnetic piece.

In front of him, Gin stopped at the door, with no hint of warmth on his face.

"Kin-chan is here, it seems that Conan is going to die this time..."

After sighing to himself, Yu Shirakawa shook his head, lowered his steps, and approached the small room at the trading location step by step.

The entire station under construction is under control with organized people, and Gin and vodka are not worried about anyone following them.

When Shirakawa Yu approached the room in the corridor, he could already hear the conversation between the two inside.

First, there was a low and cold voice, obviously from Gin—

“…”

"Do you know why he used a magnetic chip to hand over the program to you? Because it was to collect your fingerprints - you were wearing gloves and couldn't open the magnetic chip box that was sticking to transparent gel."

"In addition, as long as you can't see the person you want to wait here, you will definitely be unable to help smoking."

Gin said, squatting down, and pinched the cigarette butts that had just been discarded by volcano through gloves.

Then, in the surprise gaze of Vodka, he sneered and stuffed the cigarette butt back into Vodka's slightly opened mouth because he was stunned.

And there is nothing to be angry about, hehe smiled and added:

"As long as he tests the remaining saliva from the cigarette butts, he can know what blood type you have."

"Uh, brother..."

Listening to Gin's analysis, the vodka took off the cigarette butts in a stiff movement, and his face looked a little ugly.

It's like a cowardly student who was crazy and sarcastic and criticized by the head teacher but did not dare to say anything.

A little awkward and a little aggrieved.

Gin didn't care about the expression of vodka, but instead opened the transparent small box through the gloves and found a chewing gum-adhesive sender in the sandwich between the box and the magnetic sheet.

The red light flashed and the light was on, obviously in an active state.

Seeing this scene, Gin's mouth raised:

"Haha, I didn't expect that he was trying to investigate our stronghold."

He took the box to the vodka.

"Look, there is a sender on the inside of the box. This guy is so cunning."

"If you just brought the magnetic chip back to the stronghold like this, what would you think...the consequences would be?"

Gin's words were like continuous slaps in the face, one after another, constantly greeting the square face of Vodka.

Seeing that the various flaws left by him were exploited by the other party, Vodka couldn't help but become angry and his face turned red:

"Damnate Onakura, you dare to tease us. This guy really thinks he is too long!"

Hearing this, Gin shook her head gently and sneered and picked out the sending device.

"You're wrong, vodka."

The sender that had lost its restraint fell to the ground and was shattered by Gin's black leather shoes.

"This is not done by Tokura Zhuo. A heart disease patient cannot travel far to the Snow Mountain Villa to contact the transaction, and he doesn't have the courage at all."

"If I guess correctly, this guy who dares to set a trap to investigate you personally should have someone else..."

As he said that, Gin took off her gloves and opened her palms like an outstanding detective, putting them on the surface of the magnetic box, as if she wanted to feel the temperature.

Vodka was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then calmed down, waiting for the elder brother's following.

at the same time.

Behind the innermost storage cabinet, Conan's heart beat violently and he didn't dare to show one.

This was the first time he saw the guy code-named "Gin" except when he left the amusement park.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so keen that he could almost see through all his methods at a glance!

It's too awesome.

At this time, if the other party notices that he is hiding here, he will be really finished.

Conan couldn't help but sweat.

——He was hiding behind the cabinet less than ten meters away from the door, and there was no place to hide.

To get out of this trading location, he had to pass through the door where gin and vodka were.

It's a completely unsolvable situation.

Therefore, he could only pray that Qinjiu would be a little stupid and never realize that others were still on the scene.

Conan thought so.

However, things went against my wishes.

Gin tested the temperature above for a while, and within two seconds it showed a knowing sneer:

"It's a pity that although this guy has clear ideas and clever techniques, he still made a fatal mistake..."

"There is no fingerprint on this box, but there is still some temperature left on it."

Vodka was slightly stunned: "So...?"

"Haha, that's right."

Gin wore gloves and grinned like a predator jackal. Her sharp eyes under her silver hair began to unconsciously observe the surroundings.

"This means that the guy who is not afraid of death should have not gone far."

Upon hearing this, Vodka was shocked.

Then he immediately came to his senses.

The opportunity to make up for the merits is here!

Thinking of this, Vodka grinned, took out his pistol, loaded it cleanly, ready to go.

Click, click!

Gin also took out the pistol she carried with her and repeated the same movements calmly.

The two exchanged glances with each other, with a tacit understanding, dispersing without saying a word, slowly surrounding the inside from two different directions, without leaving any opportunity to play the Qin King around the pillar from any clue.

On the other side.

When Conan inside heard this sound, his hair stood up one by one.

It's no exaggeration to say-

Just listening to the chilling and cold voice, he was almost scared to death by the oppression of gin hunting.

What to do, what to do?!

Conan's little heart couldn't help but beat faster, as if he was about to jump out of his heart.

With the short time left, his brain turned rapidly, aiming left and right, desperately looking for a way to break the deadlock.

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Chapter completed!