Except for Kuroki Jin who was responsible for leading the way and Shirley who followed him, only Kudo Shinichi, a non-police officer, came in. The rest, including Oran Sonoko, went to the Metropolitan Police Department to record records or were released home. Go there the next day.
Megure's figure determines that he needs to stay on the periphery. Kuroki Jin volunteers and says that Onu only knows him and he will save trouble when he goes there, while Kudo Shinichi simply must go there.
So the only people gradually approaching the door were Datehang, Sato, Kudo and Kuroki.
Sure enough, as they approached the back door, they saw a person sitting under the wall. The person had obviously just noticed them. He was startled and was about to get up when he saw the familiar face of Kuroki Ren.
"Brother Kuromu..." Ruomu Wenren's voice was slightly trembling, "There were gunshots inside..." He was about to cry from fear.
Kuroki hurriedly stepped forward, touched his head and comforted him softly. Datehang stood at the door and loaded the pistol first.
"Has no one come out from inside?" Heimuren asked. Wen Ren nodded and shook his head, and whispered: "No one came out from the back door. I can't see the front door."
Sato and Ida looked at each other, leaned against the wall and walked toward the front door. Ida made a gesture before she left: she tapped the index finger of her right hand on the watch to make a number of ten. Sato nodded to express receipt.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. Even Kuroki was a little nervous and excited in this atmosphere. He counted the time. When ten minutes were up, he saw Datehang quickly opened the door and rushed in.
"Bang..." The lights in the warehouse suddenly turned on, and Kudo, who was desperately looking inside, was blinded.
"You guys came too slowly."
Datehang knew this voice. Even if he was temporarily blinded by the light, he knew who was speaking on the other side, and his gun was aimed at the source of the sound.
"Beijima Kohei, you have been surrounded, capture us immediately!"
When the police on the outside saw the confrontation inside, they also came closer, forming a trend of encirclement. People inside the room also adapted to the brightness of the light and looked at the center:
Takagi was tied to a chair and sitting, while Kitajima Kohei stood behind Takagi, with the gun in his hand pointed at Takagi's head. As long as he fired, the young policeman's life would be at stake here.
"Bei Dao, put down the gun. Stop before killing anyone. You still have a chance to turn back." Datehang shouted while raising his feet to get closer. Bei Dao Kohei passed the muzzle of the gun forward again. , pressed against Takagi's temple: "Don't move."
"Date-senpai, don't worry about me." Takagi shouted hoarsely.
"You are really of noble character." Kitajima Kohei said in a compliment or mockery, and held down the chair with his left hand to prevent Takagi from moving back and forth and overturning himself.
"Then let's make a deal."
Kitajima Kohei asked for a car and a speedboat, and promised to put down Officer Takagi as soon as he went out to sea. After all, killing a policeman was too troublesome.
"Your success rate of escaping is less than 1%."
Kitajima Kohei was stunned for a moment when he heard these words, then smiled, glanced around, and then rested his eyes on Kudo. "High school detective?"
"You know me?" Kudo Shinichi was a little surprised.
"Of course." Kitajima Kohei smiled, "How can a criminal not know the detective? I am deeply impressed by your face in the newspaper."
"Have you admitted that you are a criminal?" Kudo said solemnly.
"There's nothing wrong with admitting this." Bei Dao smiled, as if he was crazy. "I trafficked drugs, smuggled people, killed people, kidnapped police officers, and now you are blocking me here. With so many guns pointed at me, I can't even admit it."
"Now that you admit it, who is your superior?"
"My superior is dead." Bei Dao said, "Can you tell me how Mr. Funamoto died?"
really. Fuanben was indeed secretly engaged in drug smuggling and trafficking. They had caught many drug dealers and strongholds along the route, and Beidao was the last stronghold they knew.
"Preliminary conclusion is that he was killed." Datehang answered his question. Bei Dao was thoughtful and asked, "Where is the murderer?"
"have no idea."
Bei Dao sighed and said a little unfairly: "Why, I will be caught but the person who killed that guy can get away with it."
"They will definitely be caught." Kudo said firmly, "No matter who it is, as long as the crime is committed, there will be traces. Through these clues, we can deduce the culprit. Whether it is Mr. Kitajima, you or the murderer of Funamoto, I They will all be caught.”
"What a positive statement." Bei Dao looked at the police officers who looked ugly for a moment, and smiled: "Such a just man, it seems that I will have a little trouble trying to escape today."
"The person who brought me into the industry told me that if things get too timid and timid, I will completely give up the possibility of winning. Although I really want to live, but..."
"Kudo Shinichi, have you ever killed anyone?"
"Of course not." Kudo denied.
"No, you have killed." Bei Dao denied him, "You have arrested so many people, and there are so many families behind them. Some families may only rely on this person to survive, but you arrested them, then How do their families survive?”
"As long as you don't commit crimes, you can live in any way."
"It's so easy to say." The smile on Bei Dao's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the high-spirited young detective, "If you can survive no matter what, who would want to commit a crime."
"If I could be like you, with books to study, money to spend, and normal schooling, I should be a college student now instead of standing here with someone pointing a gun at me and saying I committed a crime."
"This world is unfair. What I risked my life to get is something that is easily available to others, and now that person is standing in front of me and preaching his theory, but this theory is nothing in this world of the jungle. The bubble is just a phantom, it cannot fill my stomach, nor can it keep me alive."
"That's it..."
Kitajima Kohei murmured, his voice was very low, but it was very clear in this open warehouse, and everyone felt as if these words were being spoken in their ears.
"Kudo Shinichi." Kitajima's voice suddenly became louder, and Kudo subconsciously focused on him.
"You killed someone today."
"Varied--"
Kohei Kitajima didn't give others a chance to react, and the pistol aimed at Takagi suddenly moved to his temple.
"Just now, you gave up my desperate desire to live." He smiled and looked relaxed.
"I died because of you."
boom!
The gunshots overlapped, and Kitajima Kohei fell down. He tried hard to raise his right hand, and there was a gap in his wrist. It looked as if his palm would fall off in the next second.
The police officer behind me was really trying desperately to save a heinous person, but it was a pity...
He still succeeded.
The bullet passed through his head and stirred his brain. This moment seemed to be infinitely slowed down. He slowly closed his eyes, and there was no longer any chattering person preaching to him in his ears. Before disappearing into darkness, he heard a call from afar.
"Hang Ping, you have to survive."
