Conan's Denial of Confession Chapter 285

Haibara Ai and Conan looked at each other.

Conan pretended to be a child, and Haibara Ai despised him.

Very blatant dissatisfaction.

Conan complained for a while, didn't he just perfunctory about your situation of Noriko Amamiya? !

But he couldn't tell the little girl Noriko Amamiya to join the fight, could he?

"Sister Noriko, she's all right. There are also police officer Takagi and the big brother of the staff of the stadium. They all seem to be very reliable people."

Conan can only pick what he can say, and then run to find a way to solve the problem of congestion at the door.

It was difficult. The gunshots from the back would sound from time to time, and there would always be a feeling that it was getting closer.

A sense of oppression of invisible fear piled up heavily in the hearts of everyone. People were crowded with people, and the air was sultry, giving people the illusion of being unable to breathe.

It was already dark outside at this time, and taking a sip of the cool breeze at night was completely different from being inside.

And it's safe outside.

A group of people crowded, and the more they squeezed, the less they could get out immediately. The door frames were all squeezed out, and the glass door cracked.

Conan asked Xiaolan to lift himself up and look over there. If the glass door cracks, people can go out faster, but I don't know how many will be scratched by the glass.

"Officer Mumu, what should I do now?"

Takayama Minami looked over there anxiously, and there were basically all her fans at the scene.

"Ah, it's too difficult to do, let me go, I'm a policeman, let me go over, everyone, don't panic, don't crowd!"

Officer Mumu wanted to squeeze in front, but it was a mess, no one could hear what he said, or he was afraid that the fat man was running away with them.

Mu Mu Shisan was pushed back in a very embarrassed manner, and now this situation is even more difficult than maintaining the order of the number of people in a football field by himself.

"Miss Minami, they can't hear what I say."

The scene was so noisy, Mu Mu Shisan could only shout at Minami Takayama.

Conan next to him was moved when he heard the words, and turned to look at the mixing room next to the stage.

"Miss Minami, use our singing to calm them down."

Takayama Minami looked at Conan and suddenly realized, if it was Conan's powerful singing voice...

The group hurried to the mixing room, Takayama Minami was more familiar with it, and she directly connected the music on the stage here to the radio channel of the entire venue.

Then he glanced at Conan, and Conan took a deep breath. This time, he could do it.

After a while—

"@!#$%^&*(!@#$%^^&*()—"

Takayama Minami and Conan have two very similar voices, but they sing the same song in a completely different tone.

On the one hand, Minami Takayama's slightly neutral voice sings, the lyrics are clear, she cares about the fans' emotions, and sings it delicately.

On the one hand, Conan feels good about himself, infinitely out of tune...

inside the venue.

Wearing a singing costume changed from the locker room, Amamiya Noriko was trotting in the corridor, and suddenly a half-angel and half-demon singing sounded on the radio in the corner of the corridor ceiling.

Amamiya Noriko twitched the corners of her mouth, ran a few steps and kicked the radio speaker to pieces.

Don't torture me, torture others.

There might be something wrong with this Conan, although he probably wanted to calm down the crowd at the gate.

Negative, forced to calm down.

"Maybe it will work."

Amamiya Noriko continued to run towards Takagi Shibu and Amuro Toru, but after a few steps, they saw two people running out of the corner in front.

"Miss, it's dangerous here, leave now!"

Seeing that there were still people here, Takagi Shibuya shouted quickly, and after the two of them ran around the corner, two consecutive gunshots hit the wall behind them.

It was the sound of the guns of the drug dealers. It was different from the guns of the American mercenaries. It could be heard.

"It's already caught up."

Conan's football and the locked doors didn't seem to hold back for long.

Amamiya Noriko looked panicked, turned around and ran away, Takagi Shibu and Amuro Toru looked at each other quickly, and then quickly chased after them.

It's just that after turning the corridor for a while and still not seeing the woman, Amuro subconsciously looked back at the rooms in the corridor.

Wouldn't that woman just hid in the room in a hurry?

If she was not found, it would be fine. If the two drug dealers opened the door to find her, they would have killed her.

Toru Amuro frowned, Takagi Shibu called him, and went to the front to find a way to stop the drug dealers who were chasing after him.

Hearing that, Amuro thought about it, and yes, they were attracting attention in front, and the drug dealers didn't have time to open the rooms one by one, and there were even more fierce American mercenaries chasing them.

Thinking of this, he turned around and continued to run. Takagi Shibu was considered his colleague, although one was an undercover police officer who entered the organization and the other was a criminal police officer.

The two fought side by side for a while, and the organization could also say that he had a good relationship with the police and acted cheaply...

After Takagi Shibuya and Amuro passed through, hurried footsteps followed closely, accompanied by the cursing of the leading drug dealer.

He had run out of patience at this time, and his sunken eyes revealed madness, and he always felt that he could still hear the scolding of the Yankee who was chasing him behind him.

"Damn it! You bastard! If you cause me trouble ahead, you will be caught up by these stupid Yankees!"

"Boss, why don't we go into a room and hide for a while!"

His only remaining subordinates couldn't help but make a sound, because the ears of the two were not very good, so the voice of communication had to be increased.

"You're also an idiot. What's the use of hiding in your room now, and waiting for the police to surround the stadium one room at a time and still not arrest you? Going into the crowd and taking hostages is better than this!"

The boss of the drug dealer quickly taught him a lesson, and he didn't stop at his feet. While there were not many people seeing them now, he chased after them and killed them. Once the gun was put away, it would be safe to drill into the crowd!

"Damn Yankee, are you sick of coming to Japan to fight drugs?!"

He still doesn't understand what the Americans behind him are chasing after them. Is he trying to steal their goods?

This black eats black more cubs.

He scolded the beast again in Japanese. He was too lazy to talk and ran quickly. Fortunately, he didn't take many drugs and his health was fine.

The younger brother behind him is much more empty, and hangs behind him panting, barely staying behind.

The boss of the drug dealer wondered if he should leave him behind to attract firepower, and looked back to see if he could keep up.

This time, he saw his pupils dilated and opened his mouth.

In a room on both sides of the corridor, a woman pushed open the door and stepped out, reached out with one arm to hold his little brother's head, and then slammed loudly on the door on the other side.

There are many rooms in the martial arts hall, and the doors are not very thick, so the thickness of this solid wood composite door is not high.

The boss of the drug dealer saw that his younger brother still kept a terrified expression that could not react quickly. As his head hit the door, he rolled his eyes and lost consciousness, and the door was knocked down directly.

The overly impactful picture made him unable to resist shouting angrily, otherwise he would feel that he would be frightened.

"asshole!!"

He stepped back very decisively, raised his hand, and pointed the gun at each other.

But very quickly, he discovered that the woman's movements were as beautiful as her face.

After he opened the door and came out to deal with his younger brother with one hand, he lowered his body a little and sprinted towards him with the force of his feet.

Compared with his pistol-lifting aim, Amamiya Noriko's foot had already come first, kicking his chest firmly.

Feeling like being hit by a car, the drug dealer's body flew out and slammed into the wall at the corner of the corridor with a bang.

He gritted his teeth with incomparably strong willpower, endured the excruciating pain all over his body, and barely opened his eyes.

There was a buzzing in the ears, but there was also the sound of crisp boots clicking on the floor at an unhurried frequency.

Approaching step by step, an outrageously powerful woman wearing an idol singing costume.

Amamiya Noriko showed concern with her Baileys face, and asked softly, "Mr. scum drug dealer, aren't you dead? Don't die, you must cooperate with the police to make a record and tell you all about your drug trafficking. Woolen cloth."

"Sister, I hate drugs the most."

Amemiya Noriko gently suggested to him: "But the Japanese standard of sentencing for drug trafficking is too mild, and the maximum is only ten years. So, are you interested in traveling abroad?"

After she finished speaking, she saw the boss of the drug dealer's teeth loosened, wisps of blood seeping out from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of eyes staring at her fiercely.

Because drug trafficking is currently not punishable by death in Japan, the maximum is only ten years in prison. With some connections, it may even be released early.

"Huh? Let's go~"

Amamiya Noriko raised her hand and gave him a swipe on his neck with her gloved hand.

It was decided to let the professional lawyers of the Amemiya Consortium go and **** her all the way to the execution of the death sentence.

But the two drug dealers are second only, and the group of American mercenaries is what she should handle most.

Their goal is also clear.

And the level of drug dealers is not the same level. The first enlistment period in the United States is four years, and if it is some high-tech arms, it is six years.

That is to say, retired soldiers have also trained and exercised in the army for at least four years.

And after signing a contract with the military to continue serving, it will start from two years and up to 30 years of service.

Unless the first period of service is over for four years and then go back to the hometown to do other inactive jobs and then become a mercenary after a few years, the combat effectiveness will remain at the same level as ordinary drug dealers.

The second is the weaponry.

Getting guns and equipment in the United States is much easier than getting guns in Japan.

It is estimated that they will catch up soon.

Amamiya Noriko looked down at the drug dealer and dragged him to the room of the drug dealer's younger brother. Both of them were basically badly injured.

The drug dealer's younger brother is okay, but her pure physical strength, probably the concussion is a bit more serious.

This drug dealer was really hit by a car. With the addition of Dr. A Li's insole, he could kick down a non-reinforced concrete wall with one foot, not to mention his normal human body.

But it won't kill him, the police should still be useful for him.

After dealing with the two people who were already incapacitated, Amamiya Noriko turned to look at the corridor behind.

"GO! GO! GO!"

The five Americans rushed out of the corner, all raised their guns and aimed in advance. Seeing that no one was running behind the corridor, they were no longer ready to waste time and rushed up.

It's just that one of them discovered the situation when they passed the room, and hurriedly stopped the others. The five of them looked at the two miserable-looking drug dealers in the room. It was obvious that someone had knocked them down.

The headed mercenary squatted down to check the two drug dealers, and the others automatically alerted the surroundings.

"The guns are gone."

His face froze.

They are already chasing after them, which means that someone has let the two drug dealers get rid of them without even having a chance to shoot, and the two people's pistols have also been taken away.

"I remember that there seemed to be police or someone in front of the two drug dealers who were blocking their progress. Did they deal with these two people?"

His eyes fell on the door of the room on both sides of the corridor. If he suddenly rushed out of the room and attacked, he could indeed kill the two of them without firing a shot. That would have a very high level of fighting.

When he was trying to figure out how the situation happened, the man next to him suddenly shouted at him: "Boss! There is a woman here!"

He turned his head to look, and saw a panic-stricken Japanese woman being pointed at by his subordinates with a gun. A layer of water mist is afraid to cry at any time.

The mercenary captain looked at the woman's clothes: "Is this dress a so-called idol in Japan?"

"Yes Yes..."

He had no interest in listening to useless information to a woman whose nerves were so terrified, and her English was too strong like that of other Japanese people.

He asked directly, "What happened here just now?"

Amamiya Noriko was very cooperative and carefully told him the matter. A man named Calvados solved them all by himself. Although she didn't understand anything, it seemed that the man was very powerful!

"Calvados?"

The mercenary captain didn't look like she was lying, so he didn't dare to lie to himself if he was so afraid, but the name gave him no clue, so he couldn't help but ponder.

Calvados, a French apple brandy, is it a special code name or does it have any other meaning?

He glanced at the woman and turned to look at the two drug dealers, one of whom seemed to have been moved here later.

Following some dragging bloodstains on the ground, he walked to the corner wall and looked at the cracks in the wall. He couldn't believe it. Did this person hit the wall by a car?

It can't be hit by people, can it?

I don't think the American Hercules do that.

He squatted down to check with some suspicion, and suddenly noticed a drop of blood in his eyes, and his eyes could not help but coagulate. After the blood leaves the body normally, it usually coagulates in two to four minutes, and this drop of blood has not even reached the state of coagulation! !

In other words, the people who solved the two drug dealers didn't go far at all.

"wrong!!"

He also moved the drug dealer to that room~www.mtlnovel.com~ The other party probably didn't leave at all! ! !

He raised his head sharply and looked back.

The other four mercenaries were standing around the woman normally, but not all of them looked at her.

The two who were closer to the mercenary captain were looking at him, and the other two were standing in the same line with the woman at some point.

When the mercenary captain turned his head sharply, he saw Amamiya Noriko, who was wearing a Japanese idol singing costume, stretched out her hands and pinched the American necks on both sides of her. Her hands were smaller and her fingers were more slender, but they were separated from each other. The gloves also pinched the necks of the two tall Americans into one piece along with the finger marks.

"Uh-"

The two Americans hardly reacted, and their voices were only soft to the ground.

"The human neck is a very deadly part. It is not recommended for people to touch it casually."

Amamiya Noriko saw the horror in his eyes looking at her, she blinked her right eye, opened her thin lips lightly and said in pure American English.

Chapter end