Conan's Denial of Confession Chapter 333

   Chapter 334 You are very suspicious

After    Amamiya Noriko finished throwing a flash, he stepped on the accelerator and found that limited by the degree of tire damage, he could barely pick up any speed.

   The top speed from all the way is 300 per hour.

   The current 80 can't be more.

   Amamiya Noriko choked up in her heart, feeling that she was not racing, but crawling on the highway.

   "It's time to get an armored vehicle and put on the tracks, no, just drive the tank."

   Amamiya Noriko briefly fantasized, glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that the motorcycle seemed unaffected after the flash.

   in constant approach.

   "Anti-flash is so common?"

   Amamiya Noriko pulled down the car window, stuck her wrist out of the car window, grabbed a UZI and shook it.

   The driver of the motorcycle in the back was wearing a motorcycle suit and wearing a helmet that was somewhat similar to Sister Bei's figure. She was also the only woman in the killer organization this time.

   code name olive oil.

   Seeing the front Bentley Mulsanne sticking out a Uzi towards herself, she had to shake it up: "She has a gun! Uzi has a long magazine!"

   "It's not surprising that the bodyguards of the Amemiya Foundation can use guns! Catch up."

   The killer sitting behind said solemnly, in order to shoot on a motorcycle, he also had a Uzi in his arms that he could take out at any time.

   Olive Oil's face under her motorcycle helmet was a little bad, "You won't shoot you in the back anyway, and the most important thing in this mission is to avoid using guns."

   After she finished speaking, she directly slowed down, and the other party only took out the gun and did not shoot, obviously it was just a warning.

   After slowing down, she directly reported the situation to the boss.

All of the    plans failed.

  The voice of cheese came from the earphone: "It's okay, the plan is temporarily suspended, all evacuate, a yellow Lamborghini passed us and caught you, pay attention and meet at the next service area."

  Cheese glanced at the map in his hand, and roughly guessed the situation of the Bentley run-flat tires. The other party had to change the car or change the tires in the service, otherwise it would not be able to drive for long.

   As long as the gun isn't moved, it's fine.

  Thinking about it, he raised his head and glanced in front of him, and vaguely saw a sports car parked on the sidewalk of the expressway in front of him. He was almost still looking at the end of the expressway.

   He took a telescope and looked at it and confirmed that it was the yellow Lamborghini.

   On the **** outside the high-speed railing, a woman was holding a sniper rifle.

   "Stop now! Turn around!"

   Without hesitation, he bent down to hide and shouted at the driver.

  His driver skills are superb enough, and he immediately completes a U-turn with a drift and a big turn.

   "Accelerator, don't drive straight!"

   "Basic vinegar, you can lay down for me!"

   Cheese, the boss, hides himself and looks directly at the driver and the balsamic vinegar in the back of the car.

   As a bodyguard, I can understand you with a pistol or a submachine gun.

   But why did you pull out a sniper rifle? !

  Belmode looked at the pickup through the scope without saying a word and turned around and drove in the opposite direction, still keeping the snake forward.

   She sneered disdainfully: "It's good for your eyes."

   glanced at the sniper rifle Baileys left for himself, PSG-1, which is exactly the same as Chianti's.

   That woman actually brought a handful of this in the car.

   "Rich woman."

  Belmode can only snort, this gun is almost the most expensive sniper rifle in the 1970s and 1980s, and the unit price is about 10,000 US dollars, not counting the back parts and after-sales service contracts.

   Carrying a box of nearly ten kilograms, Belmod went down the slope.

   At the same time, I called Baileys.

   "I didn't even give me a chance to shoot, so I was scared away. Where are you?"

   "It was also self-aware that I retreated."

   Amamiya Noriko looked at the motorcycle in the rearview mirror that didn't follow, and responded.

  Belmode put the box in the car and guessed aloud: "It seems that unless it is a fatal situation, they will not shoot the grass and startle the Japanese police."

   "Well, you are very patient. See if you can come over. Two semi-trailers rolled over in front of you, blocking the road."

After hearing the words, Belmod looked back at the direction from which he came, and said, "You said that, they seem to have caused some car accident behind and blocked the road. I haven't seen other cars pass by for a while. ."

   Amamiya Noriko suddenly, so it is, is it a customary operation?

  The Japanese expressway department can't hate them, they even blocked three sections of the road, and everyone who travels on this expressway today has blood and mold.

   "You find a ramp and get on the highway from somewhere else, they should do the same."

"Um."

   It's almost time to hang up, but Amamiya Noriko always feels as if there is still something to say.

   "I'm in front, waiting for you."

  Belmode hung up the phone, got in the car, and went after Baileys.

   After seeing the high-speed ramp, she also drove straight down, maintaining her speed and chasing forward. The pickups behind did not dare to chase her sniper rifle, so she also went off the high-speed, and the opponent couldn't catch up with the faster speed.

   Amamiya Noriko walked at a constant speed of 80 miles all the way, and she was about to stop. Although the run-flat tires could last more than 200 kilometers, but at this speed, she could drive until lunch.

   She went straight to the nearest express service area.

   The high-speed that had been restless finally calmed down, and only the two semi-trailers rolled over not far from each other.

   A car was badly damaged, and most of the driver died on the spot, and it ignited spontaneously not long after.

  The other one, the driver was trapped in the cockpit by the twisted and deformed frame.

   The contours of the cockpit doors and windows were distorted, and he suspected that he had been in a second car accident from time to time during the period when he passed out.

   can only be trapped in the car, called Tiantian should not be called, called the ground is not working.

  What he didn't notice was that a small device under the driver's seat was crushed and broken by the twisted door.

   The spontaneous combustion that should have occurred did not proceed as planned.

   And in the first half of the highway.

   A small white car moved slowly along with the moving traffic.

   "Ah, this traffic jam is finally over."

   Mori Kogoro wailed in pain, his old bones are too miserable.

   Sitting in the back and calmly looking at the magazine, Haiyuan mournfully said, "Who told you to drive, it would have been nice to go by plane."

   Mouri Kogoro glanced at this kid who didn't know why he felt as self-righteous as Conan, and pouted, "It's true, kid, air tickets are very expensive, don't you know?"

   Xiaolan in the passenger seat gave her father a white look, how do you talk to a child?

   She said, "Although I won the award for free accommodation at the Osaka Hotel, I can't help it. It's not a round-trip air ticket. There are also many attractions to see along the way. It's good to consider it as a trip."

  Haihara Ai glanced at Conan, it was this guy who insisted on pulling him.

  Conan laughed dryly, because there are only four places, it is better to call Ue Haibara than to call one of the three troublesome guys.

   At least there is a common topic, right?

   We are all mentally mature people.

  Compared to this, he whispered to Haiyuan Ai: "Did you think that the previous big truck rolled over strangely, and the goods were scattered all over the place just blocking the road."

   Haibara looked at his magazine with a calm and unmoved gaze, but he said directly: "Edogawsan, don't think there is a case when you see any accident."

  Conan turned his head to look out the window, Haiyuan was too mature, and felt that he couldn't even raise her interest.

   But after looking at the scenery outside the car window for a while, he couldn't hold back his curiosity.

   "Speaking of which, why did Sister Xiaolan invite Sister Noriko to go with her, but she didn't go?"

   Conan said, looked at Uncle Mouri and Xiaolan in front of him, and added to Haibara Ai in a low voice: "And I feel that Amamiya Noriko is very strange."

  Ai Haibara glanced at him.

   She knew that it was Noriko and Chie Riho who changed their appearances, but Noriko didn't tell her what to do.

   There is no need to tell you about Kudo Shinichi.

   "Guess what?"

  Conan's head is full of black lines: ".I have to have clues even if it is a reasoning case, right?"

  Ai Haibara glanced at him: "Kiko will not give you clues."

  Conan opened his mouth: "That's true, she knows directly who the murderer is."

  In that case, I probably won't see Amamiya Noriko today.

   Alas, I really feel a little lost.

   There should be no misfortune for Noriko Amamiya today.

Great.

   Haibara Ai glanced at the smug look of this man, his virtue.

   Suddenly, several police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances passed from the emergency lane on the side.

  Conan's expression became solemn for a moment, and there must be something major happening at the high speed ahead.

   Mouri Kogoro saw this and was a little skeptical: "I guess there was an accident ahead, but don't get stuck in traffic again."

   Not long after, Mouri Kogoro's car stopped.

   is completely blocked.

   You can vaguely see another semi-trailer that rolls over in front, the container is dumped, and there are piles of things on the road.

  The semi-trailer blocked several lanes, and only the emergency lane on the edge could move forward.

  Mori Kogoro's face turned pale, and when it was over, he had to be blocked for a long time.

The police officer in front ordered the traffic to stop first. In this case, we have to wait for the trailer and crane to come over. It is temporarily impossible to pass. Moreover, according to the news returned by the police car that continued to check the road conditions in front, there is still a self-igniting semi-autonomous vehicle in front. Hang completely blocked the high speed.

   It is even more impossible for the vehicle to move forward.

  Conan also felt a little tortured, but after looking at the situation over there, he had an idea and said, "Uncle, let's see if there is any case over there!"

   Mori Kogoro, who was lying on the steering wheel in a decadent manner, suddenly became refreshed.

   It's boring to wait here anyway, so why don't you solve the case.

   His famous detective Mouri Kogoro goes out!

   "You guys are waiting for me in the car, I'll be back when I go."

  Mori Kogoro went dashingly. Anyway, the traffic was blocked and motionless, and there were already people getting out of the car and exercising.

   squeezed through the crowd of people who got off the car, Kogoro Mouri happened to see a man being taken off the front of the semi-trailer by the police.

   "We received a report that you rolled your vehicle in order to attack and ram into someone. Is that true?!"

  Uesugi Shou hurriedly shouted injustice: "Officer, there's no such thing, so I can say that, at most I can only be regarded as fatigue driving?!"

  The policeman did not believe his one-sided statement: "Your driver's license!"

  Uesugi Shou hurriedly took out his driver's license and showed it to the other party.

   The police officer looked down at the driver's license, compared the photos, and determined that it was himself, and then said, "Is it Uesugi Shou? What about the one who is staying here who will call the police?"

  Uesugi Shou looked left and right, and said with a puzzled look: "The caller? I don't know? How can anyone stay where they are?"

   The police officer looked at him suspiciously. The operator at the police station did let the person who called the police stay where he was, and the other party should be fine.

   But they came here and there was really no one else there except this guy who was stuck in the car.

   "Ah Lie Lie? What's with the slap print on your face this uncle? Will it hurt?"

   The innocent words of a child suddenly sounded next to him. The police officer turned his head and glanced at him, only to see a little boy wearing glasses pointing at Uesugi Shou's face and making a sound.

   "How come there are children here?"

  Mouri Kogoro also looked down at Conan next to him with a **** face. When did you follow him? ? ?

   "Ah, I'm really sorry, officer. This is a child from my relative's house. I'll let him go back right away."

   "Ah, isn't this the famous detective, the sleeping Kogoro? It's okay, it's okay, just let him stay here, I wonder what you think of the current situation?"

   After the police officer glanced at Kogoro Mouri strangely, he suddenly remembered that he was a famous detective in Tokyo, and he became enthusiastic.

   By the way, I asked Mr. Detective if he had any opinions. Maybe they could find some omissions and fill in the gaps.

   Mouri Kogoro heard the words, glanced left and right, and still landed on Uesugi Shou's face: "This guy's face does have a slap print."

"yes?"

   The policeman squinted his eyes, he couldn't see it from his side, but when he looked at it from the side of Kogoro Mouri from another angle, he found that it was indeed there.

   But this guy pretended to be embarrassed, and the dirty ashes on his face were hidden.

   This shows that this guy is lying. Most of the slaps were left by the police officer at that time, but he said that no one stayed at the scene.

   A light flashed in Mouri Kogoro's head, and he pointed at Uesugi Shou and said, "Shouldn't the police have been killed?!"

  The police officer was shocked to hear this~www.mtlnovel.com~ It is indeed possible!

   The two immediately pressed Uesugi Shou.

  Conan watched speechlessly.

   Even if the policeman was killed, it was probably not done by this guy named Shou Uesugi, and he was obviously not an opponent.

   was originally attacking someone, but he was slapped straight on the face.

   What can there be to fight back.

   "And judging from the situation at the front of the car, he was trapped in the car and couldn't get out."

   "That's even weirder, so he doesn't need to lie or something?"

Uesugi Shou over there was also shouting injustice at this time: "I fainted after the car accident, and I don't know why there is a slap on the face! To be honest, I actually drank alcohol, and I didn't know it happened. what!"

  Conan heard the words and looked at the past.

   You are very suspicious again.

   Is the crime of actively throwing out drunk driving to cover up more serious than drunk driving causing death?

   (end of this chapter)

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