As a football figurehead who has been monitored by the organization for a long time.
The behavioral trajectory of Neng Snobbish San was transmitted by email as early as the moment Ye Gengyi and Vodka left the airport.
After spending several hours, he reviewed the time, route, and Motoyama Masaharu's murder plan provided in the intelligence.
In the afternoon of the same day, Ye Gengyi gave himself some vodka and formulated a supplementary plan to ensure that if something went wrong in the mission, he could quickly clean up all traces and evacuate safely.
…
7:20 pm, Miyazaki Prince Hotel.
Motoyama Masaharu used the landline phone in the guest room to call Noh Snozo San on time.
The two chatted for several minutes, leaving behind an alibi.
Masaharu Motoyama immediately packed his luggage and put on a disguise, bought a ticket from Miyazaki to Tokyo from the airport, and prepared to take the 6:35 flight to Okinawa the next day, in order to create a direct flight from Miyazaki to Okinawa. 30 minutes time difference.
This night.
In a B&B in Okinawa Prefecture.
After Ye Gengyi assigned the vigilance work to Vodka, he reclined on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
After all, there are still too many variables in the 3-day action plan.
The turning point was the piece of information he got from the Internet just now...
In tomorrow's talk show, the famous detective Mouri Kogoro will serve as a special guest and have a cross-border conversation with Neng Snob San.
According to the law of 'if there is a case, Conan will be there', as expected, Conan will definitely come too, right?
It's rare that Belmod has only been quiet for a few days. I hope this godson can be more peaceful this time...
He turned his head and glanced at the vodka with a silly smile of "Hey hey hey" because he was too bored on duty and didn't know what video he was watching on his mobile phone.
Obviously, this fool didn't know that Kogoro Mori would also come to Okinawa.
Ye Gengyi rubbed his eyebrows... He always felt that tomorrow's mission would not be too smooth.
"Hello……"
"Huh? What's wrong icewine?"
Vodka quickly turned off his phone, "Did I make my voice too loud and disturb you?"
"It's not important," Ye Gengyi continued to lean on the sofa and said, "It will rain tomorrow and prepare rain gear. The two of us will go separate ways, and... if you go to get another one, you won't find that it has anything to do with the organization. Let Masaharu Motoyama drive the old car he has a relationship with, and then go out with him to watch him kill people."
"Oh." Vodka nodded and asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Ye Gengyi closed his eyes to rest, "I'm going to sleep, you can continue to laugh."
Vodka: "..."
…
The next day, early morning, 6:35.
A passenger plane from Haneda Airport took off on time.
Masaharu Motoyama breathed a sigh of relief.
When he looked at the weather forecast in the morning, he was still a little worried. However, fortunately, it was only lightly raining in Okinawa. This would not only have no impact on the flight, but also would not hinder Snobbish's jogging training!
Thinking about it, Masaharu Motoyama couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He buried his face under the thick scarf and prepared to take a rest.
However, at this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from beside him.
Masaharu Motoyama looked sideways and saw a young girl with horns on her head, accidentally letting a box of tennis balls fall from the shelf.
The lid of the box opened and the tennis balls were jumping around.
Gu Yan
As a former professional baseball player, the instinct still left in his muscles allowed him to grab one and throw it back to the opponent.
"Sorry, thank you." Mao Lilan accepted it apologetically.
Behind him, Conan asked strangely: "Sister Xiaolan, why did you bring tennis balls?"
"Because of the TV show last night," Mao Lilan explained: "After the boys in our class knew that my father was going to talk to a powerful player, they called me and asked me to help get the other person's signature..."
"So, why tennis?" Mouri Kogoro said with half-moon eyes.
"There is no way, time is too tight, and the convenience store near my home does not sell signature pads." Mao Lilan packed the box of tennis balls and put it back into the bag: "But they said that any signature can be used, so I So I brought the tennis ball that Yuanzi gave me..."
Mouri Kogoro asked: "You brought four balls, which means there are four members of the baseball club in your class."
"No, there are only three boys in the baseball club," Mao Lilan looked away guiltily, "The other one...the other one is me...it's me..."
"Oh... I asked for it for your mother, right?" Kogoro Mouri revealed directly, "Eri has always been a fan of the Jaguars."
"That's right, please dad, can you also ask for an autograph for mom?" Mao Lilan smiled sheepishly, "Please, it's rare for dad to meet a powerful player."
"I don't want it," Mouri Kogoro looked away proudly, "I won't do such an embarrassing thing by asking baseball players to sign tennis balls!"
"That's right, Sister Xiaolan..."
Conan suggested: "After we arrive in Okinawa, let's find a store that sells signature boards."
Masaharu Motoyama, who was sitting aside, listened to the conversation of several people, and his face buried in a scarf became increasingly ugly.
Detective Mouri Kogoro... the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times.
What did I just do? I caught that tennis ball with my bare hands!
No, we must find a way to get it back!
…
After the plane landed at Naha Airport at 9:20 a.m., Masaharu Motoyama immediately put on a black raincoat with a hood and walked through the boarding gate to the parking lot.
Looking up, he saw Vodka's broad figure standing in front of a black Honda car.
Masaharu Motoyama walked over quickly, but before he could speak, a key was thrown at him.
Vodgara opened the door, sat in the back seat, and urged: "Move quickly, Noble Snob San is running on the coastal road."
"oh oh……"
Motoyama Masaharu nodded hastily after catching it, raindrops fell on his face, and a chill suddenly came to his heart.
He shuddered, and before he had time to think about it, he started the car and drove towards the coastal road.
9:33 am.
Neng Sno Sanshen continued jogging according to the planned route.
Because he is a celebrity, in order to avoid meeting fans and affecting the effectiveness of his exercise, on the day he arrived in Okinawa and checked into a coastal hotel, he chose this path that few people would visit on weekdays.
It happened to be raining today and I was wearing a raincoat. The passerby in front of me probably wouldn’t recognize me and ask for my autograph...
Neng snobbishly thought about it, and suddenly a familiar voice came to his ears:
"You haven't changed at all, Nengshi... When running, your head will still tilt to the right habitually..."
"Mr. Ben... Mr. Motoyama, why are you here?"
Neng Snobbish Sanyi stopped in shock and looked at her watch in surprise, "It's only half past nine now, isn't it?"
"Hmph... didn't I say that on the phone last night?"
Motoyama Masaharu slowly took out the dagger from his pocket and stabbed the opponent directly in the abdomen. Looking at Noh Snozo San who fell on the ground, he added the second half of the sentence, "For you, I will fly over at any time..."
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