Walking on the dimly covered road.
Ye Geng followed Pu and Jiang to an old residential area far away from the city center.
During this period, he received a call from Haihara Ai.
Because he was not supposed to know that they were attacked by a truck, he still had to make the necessary inquiries.
"By the way," Haibara Ai said, "After Edogawa deceived us all, he seemed to have secretly followed the female singer again..."
"I knew that sooner or later that child would embark on the path of breaking the law and committing crimes...Okay, please contact me if you have any questions."
After a cadre of an organization criticized a certain detective's behavior.
Standing in the shadow of the alley without any psychological barriers, through the drone's overhead view, he watched Pu Hejiang stealthily enter a room, and then carry an extended aluminum alloy Suitcase, driving away in the car parked in the yard with license plate number Shinjuku 501, 52·83.
After confirming that there were no cameras installed nearby, Ye Gengyi quickly reached for the door and opened it deftly. Then a metal fence erected between the entrance and the corridor came into view.
"Oh... we even installed a password door, it's so high-tech..."
Ye Gengyi lamented how Puhejiang kept pace with the times, turned on the frequency detection function of his mobile phone, and after confirming that the thing was indeed connected to the remote device, he hijacked the signal and key for Ye Xiaobai to crack.
A few seconds later, there was a click and the door opened...
"There is no connection to the host after all. In terms of anti-intrusion settings, it is completely inferior to the system purchased by Suehiko Ito."
Ye Gengyi was not surprised by the efficiency of the cracking, and continued: "Xiaobai, implant a reverse command and set the automatic elimination time after the concert."
[Roger that, sir. In addition, I have turned on the key signal wide area monitoring function, and the monitoring radius is 14.27 meters. 】
So short? I would have noticed it by the time someone got close to this distance, so forgetting it would be better than nothing.
Ye Gengyi said "Hmm" and walked forward along the corridor.
The building's interior is still decorated in a traditional style.
The entrance hall connects the living room and bedroom.
Although the furniture looked very old, there was no damp or moldy smell filling the room.
There are no cobwebs in the corners, and there is no dust on the floor and tabletop.
However, there are still some 'old' oil stains left on the stove in the kitchen...
These traces also show from the side that although this house is cleaned and ventilated regularly, no one has lived in it for a long time.
Five or six minutes later, Ye Gengyi, who had gained nothing, set his sights on the stairs leading to the second floor.
He climbed up the stairs, and the soles of his shoes came into contact with the old wooden boards, making strange sounds of "squeaking, squeaking" from time to time.
At the end of the stairs is a wooden door.
There is no lock or password on it.
Ye Geng put his hand on it and pushed forward slightly, and the door opened easily.
Stand outside and look in.
An indescribable yin energy rushed towards his face.
This is a real experience from the visual senses, because there is a mourning hall in the room...
The curtains are drawn.
There is a 40-inch black and white photo hanging on the wall facing the door. It is of a young man who looks to be in his 30s. His appearance is very similar to that of Pu Hejiang.
His son?
After Ye Gengyi made a judgment based on normal logic, he completely ignored the photo that looked empty-eyed and staring straight at him, maybe because of the monotonous color, and slowly walked into the storage room that was supposed to be there. in the room.
I briefly looked around at the layout of the mourning hall.
Ye Gengyi took in all the surrounding situations and made a quick judgment.
Through visual inspection, it can be seen intuitively that the space here has not been compressed. In other words, there are no secret rooms or secret passages.
Of course... this does not mean that there are no hidden grids on the ceiling and floor.
Thinking about it, Ye Gengyi went to the closet with a row of bags against the wall and rummaged around, and sure enough, he found a metal button at the innermost end of a drawer.
Xiaobai, scan it... Ye Geng brought his phone over there.
[Sir, no signal wave frequency has been detected within the range, but it cannot be ruled out that it is an electronic device linked to a mechanical device, and the risk level is low. 】
It is so secretive, and it is also installed in the mourning hall, so the possibility of it being a self-destruction device should be very low...
Ye Gengyi placed the nanorobot in the shape of a clock vertebra in the drawer, and retreated to the window.
There was a snap.
The button fell and bounced up. At the same time, a subtle sound of rotating shafts and gears came to Ye Gengyi's ears.
Then, a gap of about 2 square meters suddenly opened on the ceiling that looked like a brick and wood structure, and a medium-sized travel bag pulled by an iron cable slowly lowered from it.
Could it be... it's funding.
Ye Geng's eyes lit up.
Ten seconds later, he looked at a whole package of plastic bombs and fell into deep thought.
Well... to a certain extent, you can actually get funding with these things.
A fairly realistic conclusion was drawn.
Ye Gengyi no longer thought about what was available and what was not available, and confirmed one by one that these were high-end goods of the same style.
He took out the sensor device and remote control connected to the bomb, and after doing some small tricks on them, he activated the mechanism again and put the travel bag back into the secret compartment.
His eyes returned to the room.
Now, the only area that has not been checked is the urn placed in front of the mourning hall and the somewhat worn-out flute next to it.
"I hope I can gain something."
Ye Gengyi wrapped the 'Exorcist Nemesis' around his left wrist, and at the same time controlled the nano-robot in his palm to temporarily enter his body.
Exploring your hand, reaching forward.
The moment his fingers touched the flute, that hot and painful feeling emerged from the mark again.
The next few seconds were filled with a suffocating silence.
Until a long breath sounded.
Ye Gengyi rubbed his palms and whispered:
"Phew...it hurts."
…
Clean up personal traces and leave the old residential area.
It was already 6 o'clock in the evening when Ye Gengyi arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department.
"What?! Someone poisoned Miss Qiuting and she was attacked by a truck?"
Mumu Shisan, who was sorting out the information, ignored his manners and rushed to Ye Gengyi in three steps and two steps, "Brother Gengyi, please tell me in detail what is going on."
Um? Conan and the others actually gave me the task of calling the police...
Ye Gengyi had originally prepared a reason why he came an hour late, but seeing that it was no longer needed, he simply dropped it.
After roughly recounting what happened.
Megure Thirteen also immediately called Takagi Wataru and asked him to send Qiuting Reiko's water cup to the forensic department for inspection.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that what we were worried about happened."
On the side, Shiratori Rensaburo frowned: "First Miss Riverside and now Miss Qiuting, could it be that the culprits are really Mr. Domoto and the others..."
Jingle bell, jingle bell~
At this time, the landline phone on the desk suddenly rang.
"Excuse me, let me answer the phone... Hello, I'm Memu, what? Okay, I understand, I'll be right over."
Megure Thirteen put down the receiver and said with a serious face, "It's a call from the fire brigade. There was an explosion and a fire at a bar called the Beetle on the shopping street. Since the fire has not been extinguished, the situation inside is still unclear. , because the traffic flow in this special area is very large, so now they are asking us to go to the scene quickly to maintain order..."
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