Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 204 Silencing
Because the head of the Kurokawa family had just died a few days ago, the Kurokawa family was in the process of transferring its assets, so the family atmosphere was very bad.

To avoid a direct confrontation upon meeting, the Kurokawa family members have been working in close unison, staying in hotels instead of their own homes, and only appearing together during property division negotiations.

This provided great convenience for Moriya Teiji, as the Kurokawa family now only had a few servants.

Since the hosts were not home at this time, and they had no one to serve, they naturally went back to their rooms to sleep.

Moriya Teiji moved with ease, prying open the door lock and quickly arriving at the first-floor lobby.

The Kurokawa residence has a building area of ​​over 600 square meters, not including the front and back yards.

Each floor is over 600 square meters, and there are three floors in total, totaling nearly 2,000 square meters.

Because of its large building area, the mansion's load-bearing columns are naturally very large.

And there are a lot of them.

When Teiji Moriya designed it, he included seven sturdy load-bearing columns.

Originally, there were supposed to be eight, but because of his outstanding design skills, one was cut off.

At the time, he was quite proud of himself, after all, very few architects could achieve this by reducing load-bearing columns and improving the overall aesthetic performance of the building.

There are seven load-bearing columns now, and they're totally asymmetrical!!!

He knew the way inside and out, finding all the load-bearing columns. He had calculated the yield of the time bombs; each plastic bomb was just enough to destroy one load-bearing column.

The relationship between load-bearing columns and a house is similar to that between a person and their spine. If all the load-bearing columns are destroyed, the villa will be reduced to ashes.

"This should be fine now." Moriya Teiji glanced at his masterpiece.

After confirming that everything was in order, they pressed the countdown switches on the time bomb one by one.

The clock starts ticking, ten minutes to go!

Ten minutes later, this early asymmetrical building of his will vanish into thin air.

As for the servants and maids still living in the villa, he could only apologize. It was their fate to be employed by the Kurokawa family.

The night sky was cloudless.

The stars, scattered in a pleasing pattern, shimmer with a mysterious radiance.

The crescent moon shone brightly, illuminating the dark street.

Moriya Teiji glanced at the timer in his hand with a cold smile. There were still five minutes until the explosion!
He opened his car door directly. He was going to other places next. He planned to carry out three explosions tonight, and the Kurokawa family was just the first target.

The Kurokawa family had originally planned to burn the house down a few days ago, but unfortunately, it had been raining for so long that it was impossible to light it.

We could only wait until now, and once we got the gunpowder, we could directly use the aesthetics of explosion.

Just as Moriya Teiji was about to step into the driver's seat, he suddenly saw a pair of legs already on the foot pedal.

Looking up, I found someone already sitting in the driver's seat.

The man in black in the driver's seat looked very strong, with broad shoulders, and he was wearing sunglasses so late at night; he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

At this moment, the other party was looking at him with great interest, as if he were sizing up a lamb to the slaughter.

"who are you?"

Teiji Moriya had a bad feeling.

He opened his mouth in a daze, then instantly realized that whoever the other person was, being in his car meant they must have discovered the bomb in the trunk.

The trunk was filled with plastic explosives that had been rushed to completion that day, and the car reeked of ammonium nitrate. He hadn't expected anyone to find out, so he hadn't taken any precautions to cover it up; any normal person would have noticed.

"I'm here to make a deal."

Vodka scratched his head, somewhat puzzled by the other person's surprise, but after a couple of seconds he understood.

The person you were trading with was Tequila, but now that someone else has suddenly changed, the other party will definitely be wary.

"A deal?" Moriya Teiji's forehead was filled with question marks, but he didn't dare to ask.

Because the other party had already pulled out a pistol and pressed it against his forehead.

"I can give you anything you want." Moriya Teiji forced himself to suppress his fear and said slowly, "If you want money, I have one billion yen in cash at home, hidden in a safe."

Why would someone hold a gun to his head during a transaction? If it's extortion, just say so. Why pretend otherwise? Has society progressed to the point where even extortion requires more professional and polite language?!

Moriya Teiji thought to himself that he was unlucky. Even when planting a bomb, he ran into an armed extortionist. It must be a problem with his ancestral graves. He had wanted to make some changes for a long time. He would go back and change his ancestral graves to be symmetrical.

"One billion?" Vodka's eyes lit up. Not only could he get his hands on the explosives, but he could also find one billion yen.

One billion yen is definitely not a small amount.

Especially after losing Baijiu Pharmaceutical, rebuilding the base will cost a lot of money. If we can bring back a billion, my brother will be very happy.

Seeing that things were looking promising, Moriya Teiji parted his symmetrical mustache and forced a smile, saying, "That's right, I'm a well-known architect in the country, and 1 billion yen is nothing to me."

If you let me go, I'll give you the money tomorrow.

"No, as long as you let me go, I'll have someone bring the money over right away."

Moriya Teiji had an extremely strong will to survive. When he saw Vodka's expression change when he heard him say "tomorrow," he immediately changed his story.

"As long as you don't tell anyone about my affairs, this money will be a gift from me. I will also offer you two billion yen as a buyout."

It is clearly inappropriate to hand over all your money to such vicious criminals.

They must give you a taste of the sweetness first, then the honey. This remaining two billion is the honey; otherwise, the other party might turn their back on you after receiving the first payment, and then it would be useless for them to complain to the King of Hell. "Password!"

The voice came from behind Moriya Teiji, causing his body to tremble slightly.

There is another person?

He dared not turn around, raising his hands in silence. The other party would not let him go, and he could not possibly tell them the password.

Asking for the password was a clear indication of the other party's intentions; he often saw this kind of scenario on television.

He wasn't planning to let him go; he intended to kill him and then retrieve the body himself.

This is not okay.

Moreover, the explosion should be less than three minutes away. As long as he can stall for those three minutes, the shockwave from the explosion will definitely create a gap in their encirclement, which will be the best time for him to escape.

As for demolishing other unsatisfactory buildings, the priority is survival. If the explosives run out, we can do something else. If you lose your life, you can't do anything else.

After enduring so many years of hardship, he felt that he could endure it a little longer.

"Looks like you're not planning on behaving yourself!" Vodka chuckled, slowly placing his finger on the trigger.

"Don't fight, let's talk this out." Moriya Teiji held his hands out in front of his chest, glancing at the villa out of the corner of his eye.

Why hasn't it exploded yet?

He suddenly felt a pang of regret, regretting that he hadn't set the bomb's detonation time earlier. Every minute and every second now felt like torture.

This is the first time in history that someone has held a gun to his head.

"What is Mr. Moriya waiting for?" the person behind asked in a low voice, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

No, no.

Knowing even his name, Moriya Teiji's heart sank to the bottom; it was clear that they had been watching him for a long time.

He suddenly remembered the hole he had stepped into when he stole the gunpowder yesterday.

On his way back, he wondered why he had stepped into a hole when he came out of the sewer, even though he had taken the same route in and out of the sewer.

I am afraid.
Moreover, the amount of gunpowder stolen is also questionable.

He only stole one box, but the report said that nearly half of the ammonium nitrate explosives were stolen.

He had previously thought that the people at the Japanese gunpowder depot were exaggerating the quantity in an attempt to monopolize the gunpowder, but now it seemed that he had probably been targeted when he took action yesterday.

It's likely that these two were the ones who stole the other gunpowder while I was unconscious.

However, he still couldn't understand it.

He clearly didn't give anything away, and he conducted all the investigations alone, so why was it discovered by others?

The only thing that might go wrong is the mystery of the tea party.

The only connection between the answer and the Japanese gunpowder depot is whether these two people were also present at the scene.
However, Xia Chuan wouldn't let him think about it.

"Vodka, let's go." Xia Chuan glanced at the time and urged, "We don't have time to waste with him. The bomb is probably about to detonate."

"Go to hell!"

Moriya Teiji was clearly not the kind of person to sit and wait for death. Taking advantage of the moment when the burly man wearing sunglasses in front of him looked behind him, he lunged to the side.

As long as you're fast enough, you can go around the front of the car and then turn the corner.

He had investigated the evacuation route and knew the area very well. Once he turned the corner, he could squeeze through a dog hole that someone had left for their dog, and then he would be able to leave with confidence.

However, although Vodka was a bit foolish, he still had the skills of an assassin. He reacted immediately and fired when Moriya Teiji made a move.

"Hey~"

The muzzle flash was quickly extinguished by the silencer, and gray smoke billowed from the muzzle.

A bloody hole appeared in the corner of Moriya Teiji's eye. His body suddenly lost strength, and his leaping motion froze for a moment before he swerved and fell onto the hood of the car.

Even in the moment of his death, he felt he could still be saved, since most people wouldn't have time to react if he suddenly made a move.

Unfortunately, he was facing a professional assassin.

Xia Chuan looked around and, finding no movement, said with relief, "Go to the trunk and move everything out. I'll dispose of the body."

Vodka nodded, pondering Moriya Teiji's mention of one billion yen as he moved the goods.

He was quite tempted. If it weren't for Tequila's insistence on killing Moriya Teiji, and Moriya Teiji's desire to resist, Vodka would definitely have taken him back to find out the combination to the 1 billion yen safe.

Minutes later, shimmering flames shot into the sky, and the explosions caused the lights in the surrounding villas to come on.

Less than five minutes later, sirens blared and the cleaners arrived at the scene.

By this time, Xia Chuan and Vodka had already driven away.

Moriya Teiji's body was placed in the car he had driven there. Natsukawa used a remote control device he had installed earlier to kill Moriya Teiji and Kurokawa Takuya together.

"Why didn't you ask for the safe's combination? We could have taken him back to the base."

Vodka was a little bothered; he felt that Tequila was deliberately trying to put him down.

If he takes this money back, his older brother will definitely praise or reward him. Isn't this just putting Tequila down?
This never happened when the eldest brother only had him as his younger brother.
(End of this chapter)