Ten minutes later.
Conan panted heavily and jogged all the way to the Sumida District headquarters. He looked at the unfamiliar buildings around him and muttered to himself in confusion:
"Is there a cooking class here?"
He took out his cell phone and was about to make a call when he found a tomboy wearing a motorcycle helmet not far away waving at him.
"Sister Sera..."
He quickly came to the other party.
"You're quite fast, Conan." Sera Masaki smiled and said hello.
"It happens to be nearby," Conan asked, "Where should we go next?"
Sera Masumi pointed to a building diagonally opposite:
"If my investigation is correct, Moriyama Jin should live here..."
"His previous name was Hitoshi Yasuhara. He started to engage in personal import business four years ago. His wife is the famous cuisine researcher Nami Moriyama. After getting married, he changed his last name to Moriyama. Originally, I planned to go directly to the cooking class, but after passing by, I realized There’s a light on inside.”
It turns out that because the name was changed to Jin Moriyama in the past four years, Teacher Judy and the others did not find much information...
Conan thought for a while and asked, "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
"Don't worry, there is no movement yet." Sera said confidently: "Okay, let's break in and take a look!"
"Yeah." Conan nodded. He didn't have any psychological pressure at all about illegally invading people's houses.
"Anyway, we need to move faster this time. As soon as we confirm the identity of Moriyama Ren, we will immediately contact the police and FBI to protect each other..."
Sera Masumi said as she and Conan walked towards the building.
At this moment, the access control system of the underground garage issued a warning sound of "Please give way to a car driving out."
"No way!"
The two hurriedly picked up the pace, and as soon as they got closer, they saw a black car slowly driving out from the slope of the underground garage.
Conan and Sera Masumi immediately noticed that the man in the driver's seat was Jin Moriyama!
"Mr. Moriyama, please wait a moment..." Masumi Sera shouted, and just as he was about to step forward to intercept, a sniper projectile suddenly came and hit Moriyama Jin's heart directly!
Blood stained the glass.
Moriyama Jin, who had not yet understood the situation, only had time to let out a scream before he fell down instantly, and the out-of-control vehicle hit the guardrail on the street.
"how come……"
Conan and Sera Masumi recovered from their brief surprise and quickly came to the car.
At this time, Moriyama Jin felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his body kept twitching, as if he was trying to escape the pursuit of death.
However, with death at hand, how could he be allowed to struggle to his death!
"Hopeless……"
After Conan sighed and issued the ultimatum, he quickly scanned the surroundings for traces of the sniper.
Putting the bullet holes that hit Moriyama Hitoshi on the windshield in a straight line, plus the angle of the ramp when the car came out of the underground parking lot, the sniper point should be that building!
He fixed his gaze on a tall building in the distance.
Because Moriyama Jin has no signs of life.
In order to save time, the two of them not only skipped the step of calling an ambulance, but also called Takagi Wataru directly to inform the other party of the situation.
Then, they unanimously decided to go to the building where the sniper was located to try to find more clues.
"It's the building in front, right?"
At an intersection with a traffic light, Conan looked at the general direction, and without waiting for Sera Masumi to stop the motorcycle, he jumped with one hand and jumped off.
"Wait a minute! It's dangerous for you to go alone!"
Seeing that the other party was in a hurry, Serang was helpless and could only leave his motorcycle on the side of the road and follow him closely.
This is a commercial office building.
Under the bright chandelier, the marble floor is as smooth as a mirror, and people passing by are people carrying briefcases and suits.
So when Conan and Sera Masumi, two people who looked out of place with their surroundings, ran in, they immediately attracted the attention of the front desk of the lobby.
However, for detectives who feel no pressure to trespass into private residences, a mere reminder of "Guests please come here to register" will naturally not awaken their awareness of the sanctity of private property and places.
Rush all the way to the elevator.
Conan got in first, and Sera Masumi was a little late. After complaining depressedly, "Hunter may still be around, this kind of impulsiveness is a bit random," he could only endure it and wait for a while.
As everyone knows, these words were heard by a man wearing a security uniform.
Both sides missed it.
Sera Masumi also hurriedly boarded another elevator.
Not long after, the elevator dinged and reached the top floor. She stepped out of the elevator. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt that the atmosphere here was very different from the previous one.
Looking around, I saw Conan standing on the side of the rooftop, as if he was looking down at something.
"Conan!"
Sera Masumi shouted anxiously.
Conan turned sideways and quietly turned off the watch-shaped tranquilizer gun.
"Sister Sera, look here!"
"This is……"
Sera Masumi looked along and found a dice and a bullet shell placed on the edge of the guardrail.
She walked over and squatted down to observe carefully for a moment.
"It's the same as the items left at the sniper point before..." Sera Masumi frowned, "First Fujinami Hiroaki and then Moriyama Jin. Is that guy Hunter really planning to retaliate against those people..."
"Uh..." Conan looked thoughtful, "Actually, they are not the only ones who died."
"You mean the reporter who was killed in Seattle three weeks ago."
Masumi Sera thought that Conan was reminding him to be rigorous in his reasoning, shrugged his shoulders and said, "But didn't the FBI say that no dice and bullet casings were left at the scene of that case?"
"Yes, the meaning of the dice and bullet casings is still unclear, but if that case was also committed by Hunter, he has killed 4 people now..."
Conan pondered for a moment, and then told Sera Masumi about the case he heard from Judy Stelling.
"What?! The former commander's driver was also killed..."
Sera Masumi was surprised: "Could it be that Mark Spencer is also Hunter's target?"
"..."
Conan shook his head, indicating that he was also confused.
"Put aside the matters of dice and bullet casings for now. The top priority is to find Hunter first."
Sera Masumi stood up and dusted himself off, "I think his revenge is definitely not over."
"..."
Conan looked helpless.
How could he not know this kind of thing? But the problem is that weapons like sniper rifles are a bit out of specification.
Although the straight-line distance is only a few hundred meters, when tracking in urban areas, it would take at least several miles or even kilometers to reach the sniper point, and this time is enough for a professional sniper to escape from the scene.
(End of chapter)
