In the small town of Terlingua, it was already close to noon when Conan woke up.
If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't completely safe yet, he might have been able to sleep until the next day.
But now, Conan, who had something on his mind, couldn't sleep well. With the faint sound of explosion, Conan was woken up.
And when he heard what Dr. Ali said, Haihara Ai left the hotel first to explore other situations in the town.
Feeling uneasy, Conan said hello to the doctor and rushed out of the room.
But when he turned the corner on the third floor, he met two drunk men at the entrance of the stairs.
They are the bosozoku people downstairs.
The great detective showed his occupational weakness and secretly crouched behind the two of them, eavesdropping on their conversation.
It probably meant an internal dispute within the Bosozoku clan. Their boss seemed to have robbed the lame man of something, and then broke his leg.
He didn't go into details. Conan just guessed some of the content from a few words.
After a while, the short fat man said a few words and then left, leaving him alone in the corridor, leaning against the wall, that lame man drunkenly!
"scarecrow?!"
Conan looked at the jewelry in this man's hand strangely.
It's a little straw man about the size of a palm, with a red ribbon tied around his neck.
It looks pretty basic, and as the man leans against the wall, mouthing what appear to be drunken words that want him to die.
It does seem that the scene is a little strange.
"..."
Conan was silent for a moment.
The high school detective sensed something was wrong.
Having experienced too many murders, his intuition was very keen, and he felt that the man in front of him seemed to have murderous intentions!
He wants to kill his boss? !
Conan was suddenly startled by this idea in his mind!
No, that's not right!
Judging from the appearance of the other party, he was probably just an ordinary member of the Bosozoku clan, and he was punished by their boss and had one of his legs cut off.
If you have the ability and background, you shouldn't be so miserable.
Moreover, as the boss of the Bosozoku clan, how can he be so easy to kill... probably not!
Conan had a headache. If it was just a little suspicious in the past, he would definitely observe it carefully.
Once he is sure that the man in front of him is really murderous, he will definitely call the police to deal with it.
However, things are different now.
First, they are now on the run.
Secondly, this is a gang. The gangster wants to kill the gang boss. This has not happened yet. Even if it does, it is probably impossible to call the police.
Besides, Officer Higurashi isn't here either. Without the help of a familiar police officer, it would be really difficult.
"But the problem is that I have seen everything, how could I not care?"
"asshole!"
Conan gritted his teeth.
After hesitating for a moment, Deng Deng ran down the stairs.
When they arrived at the lobby on the first floor, it was lively now, unlike when they came early in the morning and it was empty.
A large number of gang members were crowded in the lobby, smoking, drinking, chatting, and reading newspapers.
"That's him!"
When Conan came down the stairs, few people paid attention to this little kid.
The famous detective glanced around and found the tall and thin man who had previously booked a room for them, the one who was suspected to be the owner of the hotel.
The boss was sitting on a row of sofas against the wall in the hall. There were two boys beside him, holding drinks and taking a sip from time to time while talking.
Next to the boss, there was a man who was a little fatter but looked similar to the boss.
"That one should be the boss."
"No wonder, all these bosozokus came to the store. It turns out that he and the boss are brothers."
Conan squatted in the corner, listening to the messy conversations of these people in the hall.
From the looks and conversation of these Bosozoku boys, it can be seen that the one sitting on the sofa area is the leader.
He looks so much like the boss, and is probably related by blood. Sure enough, this store is a black shop, the home of the bosozoku.
"Hey, kid, what are you looking at?!"
"Come here, come here!"
Conan's movements of probing his head attracted the attention of the innkeeper.
Others may not care about this child, but the boss who just saw Dr. A Li's fleeing attitude in the morning will not forget Conan at this time.
"I said, brother, why are you still receiving guests today?!"
The boss of the Bosozoku clan, a fatter man.
The brother of the innkeeper took a sip of the wine in his glass, glanced at Conan, and said.
"A fat man came this morning with three children."
"I have some money, but I guess it's a shady person, so I'll keep it."
The hotel owner likes to squint his eyes when talking, making him look like a mouse. Staring for a long time gives people a bad feeling.
Those who knew him called him Henry the Rat!
"Kuroto!"
But his brother is different. His face is relatively rounder, and he talks more like a gangster. In fact, everyone who knows him calls him Old Cat Charlie.
"Ah, uncle?!"
Conan walked over with a confused look on his face.
He didn't seem to understand. Why did the boss in front of him ask him to come over? !
"Kid, do you want some juice?!"
"What were you doing just now poking your head around?!"
Boss Henry raised the wine in his hand and handed it to Conan as if teasing a child.
It didn't show any malice.
"Why!"
"That's wine. Children can't drink."
Conan first dodged the wine glass handed to him, and then showed a troubled expression.
He touched his hair in distress, looked around, and said in a very embarrassed tone.
"There are so many adults here, I'm looking for someone who can take care of things."
"Uncle Boss, do you know where their boss is?"
When Conan said this, several people in front of him were stunned.
"You little brat, what are you talking about?"
"If you know who we are, you have to find our boss Charlie."
A young man holding a wine glass behind him couldn't help but speak.
"Ahhhhh!"
Conan had an innocent expression on his face and said with a confused expression.
"Aren't you a bosozoku?!"
"I know, I saw your motorcycle, it's so handsome!!"
Then, Conan felt as if he had met an idol.
Two watery eyes burst with incomparable brilliance, and he spoke with a voice of great yearning.
"Ah, can I join you?!"
"I really want a motorcycle of my own."
The speech of a child like Conan obviously confused these adults.
However, who can be as knowledgeable as a child, and the child in front of me is quite good at talking.
"Oh, try this!"
"Uncle, I am their boss, don't you think I look like that?!"
The old cat Charlie has a rare desire to amuse children.
He held the wine bottle in his hand and took a sip into his mouth. He leaned back on the sofa and the old cat tattooed on his chest showed out, giving him the image of a gangster leader.
If this were true, I would call the police and arrest you as soon as possible! !
Conan thought fiercely in his heart.
However, now is not the time to think about that.
"Well, uncle..."
"The brand on your chest is so pretty!"
Conan's eyes rolled and fell on a hanging plate hanging on Charlie's chest.
It was square, half the size of a playing card, with silver outlines and golden patterns on it.
Conan couldn't see clearly what it was, but he could see that there were some writings engraved on it.
He just said casually that he wanted to get some information about the town, about the man upstairs, and even about the mercenaries who were chasing them.
In short, I just want to make a cliche. It would be better if it could prevent the lame man upstairs from committing murder.
However, what Conan didn't expect was as soon as he said these words.
The old cat Charlie's expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand and pulled down his open coat, covering the sign.
"Kid, have you seen my brand?!"
Although he concealed it well, the tone of his words still made Conan feel that something was wrong.
"Forehead……"
Conan was slightly startled.
Boss Charlie's reaction was really beyond his expectation. Isn't the origin of that brand simple? !
Or is there no problem with this? !
"I'm just curious, um..."
"If you let me take a look, maybe I know you?!"
Conan answered questions in a puzzled tone like a child, looking at Mr. Charlie in front of him with a cute and serious expression.
"..."
"forget about it!!"
Boss Charlie was stunned by Conan's rhetorical question, and then realized that he didn't want to talk to Conan anymore.
"I said you, where did you come from?!"
"This morning..."
The hotel owner next to him was about to question Conan and their identities.
After all, Conan looks like a child, and it is easier to get words out of him than out of the fat man Dr. Ali.
The innkeeper wanted to see if there was any more money to be made, and of course it was not ruled out that he had some evil intentions.
However, he didn't finish his words before.
boom! !
The glass door of the hotel was opened by someone, it was a Mexican with curls of pigtails on his head.
"Boss, something's wrong. Something happened!"
The wine bottle in Boss Charlie's hand had just been raised, and the wine had just been poured into his mouth, but he hadn't yet swallowed it.
When I heard my little brother yelling in a hurry, I almost choked him, and my temper got worse.
"I'm not dead yet!"
"If you have something to say, don't cry like I'm mourning."
Obviously, part of this temper was caused by Conan just now.
Conan saw clearly from the sidelines that his brand seemed to be very important to this boss Charlie.
But he didn't want to be like a kid who didn't understand anything, so he just caught up with this little brother barging in shouting, so he took out his temper on this unlucky guy.
"Boss, someone is dead!"
"It's right at the entrance of a small town. It's so powerful. Several cars of people are dead."
The Mexican guy explained in a hurry.
When he said this, everyone in front of him, including Conan, and even the bosozokus in the store, were stunned.
"ha?!"
"Someone is dead, who is dead?"
Boss Charlie stopped drinking, stood up quickly, and asked in a rather nervous tone.
"I don't know. The fight was terrible. Many people were beaten to pieces."
"I haven't seen the clothes they are wearing. They all have unfamiliar faces. They are probably from outside."
The Mexican guy talked about the situation at the entrance of the town, and now everyone in the store couldn't sit still and planned to watch the fun.
"Let's go and have a look."
"When I was just drinking, I heard an explosion. Could it be that it was really a fight."
"Who would come here to fight, and which gang would they use to get over the line?"
"Whatever, it has nothing to do with us, go take a look."
"Come on, come on, bring the wine!"
A group of bosozokus who were watching the excitement and didn't take it too seriously left the hotel and rushed out.
Among them, the hotel owner and Mr. Charlie naturally took the lead, and they were the people who cared most about this matter.
Killing people, it sounds like they have killed a lot of people. This is a ruthless person from there. He won't find them, right? !
"People are dead, several carloads of people are dead!"
"Shouldn't it be..."
Conan was trembling all over, of course not because of fear, he just thought of a possibility.
At the entrance of the town, the few cars of foreign faces must be the mercenaries chasing them.
This this……
All dead? !
Conan couldn't stay any longer, so he hurriedly ran out of the store.
Then he walked out of the door, found someone's motorcycle and climbed on it. This ordinary member of the Bosozoku clan looked confused at that time.
But before the gangster could throw Conan off the bus, he spoke first.
"hurry up!"
"My Uncle Charlie is already far away, but you should catch up!"
Conan's words made the opponent unable to deal with them at that time.
"Uncle Charlie?!"
The gangster boy looked surprised. Could it be that the person in front of him...
"Hey, I saw him just now."
"He was talking to Boss Charlie at the same table, and seemed to ask him if he wanted juice?!"
At this time, a gang member next to him, pushing a black and gray motorcycle with a skull on it, added something to the side.
In fact, it was the boss Henry who teased Conan with a wine glass.
However, for these younger brothers, these two are their bosses and they all mean the same thing.
"Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll get in his car."
After Conan finished speaking, he was about to jump down.
He was in a hurry, as if he was really going to chase his Uncle Charlie!
"Hey, don't stop!!"
"I'll take you, I'll take you!!"
Brother Charlie's relative, this is a great thing.
This little brat needs to be coaxed, and then when the time comes, he can say a few nice words in front of the boss, and then his good days will come.
"Boom boom boom!!"
With the roar of the motorcycle, Conan successfully arrived at the scene of the first crime.
At this time, the entrance to the town was surrounded by a large number of Bosozoku members. Many people were holding wine glasses, drinking, and rushing over to watch the excitement.
"Conan, why are you here?!"
As soon as Conan jumped off the motorcycle, he heard a familiar voice. When he turned his head, he spotted Haibara Ai and a certain frog on the edge of the crowd.
"Haiyuan?!"
Conan ran over quickly, glanced at the god beside him, and then asked quickly.
"what happened?!"
Haihara Ai, on the other hand, had a very bad expression. She pulled Conan and whispered to him.
"I just watched it!"
"They have Zabo's logo on their cars, they are the mercenaries chasing us!!"
"Now, all dead, everyone!!"
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