Detective Conan: Mobile Bomb

You can search "Detective Conan: Mobile Bomb Search Novel (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!After returning home, Maori sat next to Maori Kogoro at night, looking at the magazine in Kogoro’s hand curiously, and his uncle’s dissatisfied voice came into his ears: "Take the Heisei Express for a journey of dreams and romance, cut, It’s just some old photos."

"En, yes!" Ye Yi nodded his head with approval, "It's like Master Kong's braised beef noodles will never contain beef."

"Master Kong? What is that?" Kogoro asked suspiciously.

...Forget it, this time and space does not seem to have such a special product for otaku, Ye Ye waved his hands repeatedly, "Ah, this is our kid's snack, uncle, you don't know it is normal."

"oh, I see."

Conan on the other side was frantic, rubbing his hands randomly on his head."No way, I still don't know." Conan's movements made Ye think of a word and rubbed his head angrily.

Kogoro Mouri said while flipping through the magazine, "Of course, how can the number be a signal? It's just something that was forgotten and taken away. Really, the police officers on sight are all caught by you during the holidays. I found it."

"Dad!" Xiaolan complained to Kogoro: "Maybe Conan was right. That person was really forced to shoot, so he might leave the computer secretly to Conan."

"Well, Ye said that this may refer to National Highway No. 162, but it is not too far away."

"That may be the branch route of 162." Xiaolan cheered Conan on the side, "branch route?" Conan immediately looked through the map manual and checked the route of the 162 national road branch.First of all, it must be near here, and then it must be S-shaped."I found it, right here, Route 162 of Saitama."

Xiaolan also leaned over and looked at the map manual in Conan's hands, "Hey, has Conan already found it, then father will ask you tomorrow." Xiaolan said please, but the firm tone made Kogoro Mori not have any Room for rebuttal.

Early the next morning, Kogoro Moori was awakened by Xiaolan and asked him to rent a car to check the 162 line in Saitama Prefecture.Then knock on the door to wake up Conan and Ye.

Ye Ye yawned and walked out of his house with a lazy waist."Sister Xiaolan, I'm so sleepy, I won't go today."

Ye now looks worrying, I'm afraid he will fall asleep standing up."Well then, you will have a good rest at home at night." Xiao Lan said regretfully.

Xiaolan took Conan, and Mouri Kogoro had just left, and Maoli Ye swept away from exhaustion, without any sense of sleepiness.Going back to my room, I put a sand eagle on my waist, a tactical dagger, two small bombs on my back, and the sniper rifle that was captured last time. Everything is ready. I waited a while to make sure Xiaolan and the others were gone. Just go out.

Ye remembers that the code on the computer was not looking directly, so he typed the number on the computer, turned it upside down, read it over and over, and finally knew the exact location, which was the magazine uncle read last night. , The advertisement for the Heisei express train.

Maori rushed to the destination at night and patrolled around, where was the shooting location.Then I reflect on the location....Look at the surrounding tall buildings at night.No, no one is the perfect counter-sniper location.

In order to find the perfect location, Ye even ran directly to the top of the building and stood on the edge to look out.

I found it, about 1,000 meters in front, that building is a good sniper spot.Carrying a weapon box in the night, trotting all the way to the building, quickly assembled the sniper rifle.The height of this building is higher than that of the opposite building. Everything on the opposite building is in his field of vision. Although the distance is a little 1000 meters away, it also gives him plenty of time to leave, which is a rare place in general. Sniper location.

Because the distance is too far, this sniper grabs Maori Ye and is not familiar with it. It needs to fight two grabs to test its performance.He took the silencer prepared in advance and fired a shot at the opposite building.

....The bullet hole....Ye couldn't find the bullet hole he had made, which was embarrassing.Ye carried a sniper to look around, and finally found the bullet hole just punched, which was 8 meters away....

Ye Ye looked at the sniper in his hand, full of black lines, this is too scumbag.This is definitely not a question of shooting skills, but this grab."Is the maximum shooting range of this grab 600 meters?" Maori Ye muttered dissatisfied."Sure enough, there are no good things that can be easily obtained. Next time you have money, you must buy a top-notch sniper rifle, just like the rich."The sixth book www.6shu8xs.com

That's right, the night's money was spent again. Among them were honest incidents, bomb materials, and mountains of music bands.

After making adjustments, Mao Liye fired another shot and finally adjusted the deviation. Everything was waiting for one o'clock.Ye was lying on his stomach quietly like a piece of wood, motionless, waiting for a fleeting chance to kill.

On the other side, Conan also found the suspicious building on the Saitama Line 162, "This is it! S-shaped curve."

"What? I found it..." Kogoro Mouri was full of sorrow, and muttered in his heart: "When will this farce end?"

"Then Dad will trouble you to tell the police officer on sight." Xiaolan said happily after finding the location.

"Ah, why am I."

"That's because you are a detective, uncle, with brilliant achievements, so Mr. Officer will believe you." Conan spared no effort to flatter Moori Kogoro.

Maori felt relieved when he listened. He didn't know where to put his hands. He put his hands on the steering wheel for a while and scratched his head."Achievement, ah, hehe, I'm going to call now." Maori came to the telephone hall on the roadside and called the warning hall."Ah, let's go over."

In the warning hall, Maori and the others sat in order, standing in front of their eyes. "You are called this time because a police officer and his girlfriend disappeared mysteriously during their vacation. It is this man." The police officer in sight took out a photo. Put it on the table and push it in front of Maori and Conan.

"It's this person." Conan recognized at a glance, the person in the photo was the man he had seen that day.

"Sure enough, the fingerprint we collected on the computer pointed to the same result. This person is called Koichi Yamabe. He used to be a shooter for the Olympic Rifle." The sight police officer paced around the room."It seems that the murderer was grabbing Yamabe's girlfriend Eri, and then threatening Yamabe to shoot."

"It seems that Conan and Ye are right in reasoning." The eye curtain patted Conan's head encouragingly, "Hey, the child did not come with you?" The eye curtain wanted to encourage Mao Li Ye, but found it. Didn't find it in a circle.

"Ah, I was going to come together, but fell asleep after waking him up, so..." Xiaolan probably explained.

"Ah, that's it." The sight was clear, and then he said, "Then there is still a sniper spot left. We can't start without knowing this." The sight of the police officer became distressed again.

"If it's the location, we know." The rest of the detective team excitedly told the sighting officer of the location, and the success surprised the sight.The surprised faces made them very proud.

"Is it here?" The screen came to National Highway 162 in Saitama Prefecture. "It really is the shape of the river. Now that the location is determined, when is the time."

The whole sight is now Xiao Bai, who doesn't know anything, and can't even think about it. He is indeed a policeman in Conan's world.

"I remember the balloon was shot at 1 o'clock." Conan recalled the time the balloon was broken."And the date will not be too long. After all, the longer the police officers are detained, the greater the chance of exposure. They will never procrastinate. I think it might be tomorrow." Maori added.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." The screen is obedient to Maori's words, and immediately sent someone to implement it."Everything depends on tomorrow."

As for the night, if he were here, he would yell, "No, I remember that it was shot today, how could it be tomorrow." But the night now does not know that the shooting time is not today, and he is still waiting under the scorching sun. And this is destined to be a tragedy for the night that remembers the wrong time.

PS: I have no interest in writing recently. I may not update it tomorrow. Take a day off and resume.Just remember it once.