Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 32 Winery Professional Floor Cleaning
Boom!
dong dong...

Tatsuzo Watanuki's head was kicked against the wall, and he slowly slid down and fell into coma.

Yingsheng was too lazy to talk so much nonsense with him, so he retracted his foot and looked at Xiaolan: "There is a safe on the seventh floor, but I can't open it. Watanuki Tatsuzo insisted that he doesn't have the key either. Please, I'll wait for you here."

Xiaolan nodded and took the elevator upstairs.

Hotaru used his toes to flip over Watanuki Tatsuzo's body, kicked his throat, stuffed a pistol into his hand, put his finger on the trigger, and flipped him over.

The people in the finance office were huddled in a corner of the office and couldn't see the side blocked by the wall.

Yingsheng walked to the door, took a quick look, drew his gun, and spoke quietly amid their fear and trembling.

"Come here, someone in charge, and pull up the recent business data. I want to keep it as evidence."

The crowd was in a commotion for a while, and a middle-aged woman wearing thick-bottomed glasses was pushed out. She walked tremblingly to a computer and started operating it.

Yingsheng walked over to look at the latest business record.

Very well, it is ten o'clock this morning.

Yingsheng had already tested the efficiency of this loan shark twice, but he was quite satisfied that nothing unexpected happened.

Ultimately, Japan's information-based office progress is too slow.

Moreover, this is a makeshift team reorganized from the Yakuza, and the top manager is an outdated old man.

"Where is the archive room?" Yingsheng asked.

The middle-aged woman shuddered, but now that things had come to this, she would not resist any longer. After the computer displayed the reading bar for data export, she quickly stood up and led the way.

The sound of police sirens could be heard outside the window, and Yingsheng looked towards the group of lambs with flickering eyes in the corner.

"My personal suggestion is that you stay and turn yourself in. Otherwise, the police will come to arrest you one by one according to the list, and your sentences will probably be heavier."

After saying this, he turned and went to the archives room.

Two minutes later, Yingsheng returned to the office alone. Only one person in the group walked hesitantly to the door, but when he saw Yingsheng return, he immediately shrank back.

Yingsheng nodded with satisfaction: "You have made the right choice. Those who confess will be given leniency, and accomplices will generally not be sentenced severely."

Those people felt relieved when they heard this.

The sirens were getting closer, but they no longer had the heart to make any moves.

Since they once succumbed to the yakuza and engaged in illegal activities because of violence, it seems natural for them to succumb to the iron fist of justice now.

“Ah—Bang!!!”

In the earphones, Xiaolan's loud shout and loud explosion sounded again, and the heavy safe was already making the sound of metal twisting under the heavy load.

"Alice, it suddenly occurred to me that it might not be a good idea for us to open the safe."

"Ah?"

Xiaolan's next side kick was stuck in the air and was about to fire, but you said forget it. What are you trying to do?

Yingsheng smiled and said, "Just think that I was addicted to the puzzle game just now, and subconsciously wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But if you think about it carefully, our purpose is just to uncover the crimes here and let the police bring them to justice. Now the evidence is enough, isn't it?

If the safe is opened, the police will probably suspect that we took something, which is not in line with our original intention, we are not here for the money. "

Xiaolan suddenly realized: "That makes sense, I'll be down right away."

"The police will be here soon. Take the stairs and jump out when you are sure. It is best not to be seen by them to avoid misunderstanding."

"understand!"

The data on the computer had been exported. Yingsheng took out the USB drive, walked to the door, threw the pistol at the group of people in the corner, and closed the door.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Snapped--

Snap, snap—

The pistol fell to the floor and kept rolling. Someone in the group had his eyes shining, but no one stepped forward to pick up the gun. Instead, they all dodged, fearing that they would be caught in the act.

Because the sound of sirens has reached the bottom of the office building.

Go pick up the gun now, what do you want to do?

You want to spend the rest of your life in jail!
However, a minute later, they suddenly realized that something seemed amiss. Why was it a man in black who walked in?
At the door, the burly man wore sunglasses even at night. With his black top hat and sneer on his lips, he did not look like a plainclothes policeman.

More like another existence that they were familiar with.

Extreme!

The big man raised his pistol, pointed it at the person in front of the crowd, and grinned.

"Pick up the pistol from the ground."

"!!!"

It’s confirmed, it’s indeed the extreme way!
The man being targeted was terrified, and he picked up the gun tremblingly, and then heard:
"Shoot me."

His hands trembled and the pistol almost fell to the ground, but under the indescribable great power, he finally raised his hands tremblingly.

Huh-huh-huh-

calm down!
Think about what it said in the movie?

Three points in a straight line, keep your hands steady!
No matter what the guy on the opposite side wants to do, as long as we shoot him down with one shot, the situation will be reversed!
very good!
The opponent hadn't moved at all and had clearly appeared in the bull's eye.

It's now!

boom! ! !
You deserve it! You asked for it!
The man's mouth was stretched almost to his ears as he laughed an almost insane laugh. The cold sweat on his forehead had turned into a waterfall, washing his face beyond recognition.

The wood chips flew everywhere, bringing a slight tingling sensation to my temples.

Vodka didn't even glance at the door frame that was hit accurately, but just curled his lips slightly.

"What a shame."

boom!
He pulled the trigger.

puff!
Blood and brain matter spurted out together, and the smile on the man's face suddenly froze, and he slowly fell to the ground.

The slightly incomprehensible reality caused his brain to freeze. Vodka waited for at least three seconds before a terrified woman screamed.

If this is a normal yakuza conflict, what should be done now?

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and looked back.

pat!

A very perceptive member of the outer team quickly came over and lit it for him.

Vodka took a sip and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"The police usually don't intervene directly in conflicts between gangs. They only clean up the mess afterwards. You have plenty of time. But this time the situation is special. We'll have half an hour, and then we'll have a little fight with the police. Two people will die. Do you understand?"

"Understood! Sir!"

The peripheral members looked impatient and kept glancing into the office from the corner of their eyes.

Vodka waved his hand in disdain.

"roll."

As soon as he made way, several peripheral members with grim smiles on their faces rushed in quickly.

After finishing a cigarette outside the door, Vodka threw away the cigarette butt and crushed it. Ignoring all the noise in his ears, he walked to the desks one by one to check the computers. Finally, he stopped at the one that Yingsheng had used before, sat down, and copied the data.

After copying, Vodka went to the office on the seventh floor. When he saw the shaky safe on the wall, a look of surprise finally flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, the safe is still there!"

"Oh, open it and take a look."

Vodka rushed forward, but failed to open the safe, which seemed to be on its last legs, after trying his best. He could only report the truth to his eldest brother, who called him a waste. Then he turned on the flashlight in frustration and looked through the gap between his two fingers.

"There were two large boxes, two large bundles of banknotes, a stack of documents, and nothing else."

There was silence on the other end of the communication for a few seconds. "Look carefully, are there any broken cable ties in the box or on the ground?"

Vodka searched for a moment and said, "There are two cable ties on the ground, the kind used to tie up money, and... an unfired bullet and a few pearls."

“How is the pearl?”

"Uh...it's quite small."

(End of this chapter)