"Hey! Why don't you look at the road when you walk? Do you want to die?"

From Conan's perspective, the burly man who was convenient just now hit Nakajima like a gangster who deliberately found fault. However, Nakajima, who was hit by him, did not calm down as Conan imagined. Instead, he stood up bravely, sorted out his clothes and kicked the burly man's knee.

"You should just walk and watch me! Bitch!"

"Hey!"

Nakajima suddenly did not follow the script. The taciturn man in black clothes no longer maintained his current character. He was scolded by the dog guy vodka and was immediately angry. He chased Nakajima, who had taken advantage of the situation and turned around and ran away from the bathroom.

Conan, who was very interested in his black clothes, naturally slipped away. In an instant, the bathroom where the heroes gathered was only left under the bamboo who was still hiding in the compartment.

"Mr. Tequila?"

"Oh? Do you know me? I thought you didn't know me! Then what were you crazy just now? This is different from the agreed plan!"

The man in black, who blocked Nakajima in a corner and was about to punch a fist to teach Nakajima a lesson, heard the tentative title and held his fist in front of Nakajima.

"The situation has changed! Mr. Tequila! I put the briefcase for information and mixed it with the briefcase of two other colleagues! I don't know if the number plate in my hand now corresponds to the locker where my briefcase is stored!"

Feeling a gust of fist wind blowing through him, Nakajima hurriedly explained the reason why he did not play according to the routine. In the end, his voice could no longer be controlled, and it became a little sharp and distorted.

"Shhh! Stupid! Secret! Do you know?"

Seeing him like this, Agave hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth, then poked his head out from behind the wall and looked left and right after confirming that there was no one, then shrank his head back.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"I understand? If you dare to speak loudly, I will break your neck! Do you understand?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Seeing Nakajima who could not speak but nodded desperately, afraid that he would misunderstand his meaning, Agave cut it off disdainfully and let go of his hand covering Nakajima's mouth.

"Since you can't be sure, then go over and make sure!"

"But our president is there to welcome the guests, I can't go there!"

"You! Oh! It's just a problem! Then give me the number plate and I'll check it!"

"This...is good too! Then please Mr. Tequila!"

"Tsk! It's really troublesome! This is the suitcase you deserve, I'll give it to you first! I'm sorry you don't dare to deceive the organization. If I find out that you are really playing tricks! Humph! You know the terrible organization!"

After throwing a number card in his pocket to Nakajima, Agave took the number card from him and walked outside.

"By the way! You also got the other two number cards you mentioned. If your number card is the corresponding number card of someone else's box, then we need other number cards!"

"this?"

"Um?"

"yes!"

After seeing Nakajima trembling again to express obedience to himself, Agave walked towards the counter with the number sign in satisfaction.

"Sure enough! Tequila! Black! This is the gin, vodka organization! I finally caught your tail for so long! Is this mysterious transaction again? What is this organization doing?"

Following the eavesdropping device attached to the trash can in the corner of the wall, Conan, who heard the conversation between Agave and Nakajima, was quite excited at this moment.

After all, this may be the closest he had to gin and vodka after that train bomb case, right?

So he was filled with blood and immediately threw Dr. Agasa's advice behind him and followed the agave towards the counter with excitement. If the agave confirmed that the box was something he wanted to trade, then Conan, who was following him, would not mind having a mantis stalk the cicada oriole behind him, and fuck him with anesthesia needle.

The drama in his mind has been planned, and Conan even made some preparations for some possible unexpected situations, but what he never expected was to take the agave of the business box corresponding to the number plate of Nakajima's number plate from the counter waiter, and avoid some people a little, and tentatively poke the box with the key given by Nakajima to see if it was the original box.

"boom!"

After a roar of tinnitus and a fire that blinds the eyes of the dog, the agave that was originally locked by Conan disappeared out of thin air.

Before he could react, Conan, who was blown away by the airflow, rolled a few times and crawled up from the ground with a pale face.

"Damn it! Why? Is it the bureau set up by Nakajima? Why are there bombs in the box? The agave I just found was blown away?"

After shaking his head, he was still buzzing and dizzy, leaning against the wall and breathing for a few breaths, Conan immediately began his own reasoning.

"No! If Nakajima wants to kill Tequila and get rid of that organization, he will definitely avoid participating in it! How could he use a bomb to kill the other party when the other party trades with him? Compared to this, I believe that someone has put a bomb in the other two office boxes that he has been mingled with. But now, the most likely thing is that someone wants to kill Nakajima, and uncle's snatching the number card should be an accident. So what is bound to happen is... Ueda and Takeshita suddenly jumped into the line! That's right! Uita is because Nakajima snatched his creativity, Takeshita should be related to the girl they mentioned. If you look at it like this, the murderer's purpose has been achieved! His box really came to Nakajima, but unfortunately! Nakajima also had a deal today! In the end, Agave took the blame for him."

Just as Conan looked at the wall, breathing heavily, and his head was running at a rapid speed, the people who were not on the counter were also looking for the deafening sound and dazzling light, and came here in the shaking like an earthquake.

Some people who were accidentally affected on the ground covered their wounds in pain and wailed shrillly. The soil, blood, dust, and concrete were also decorated with incomplete corpses in this doomsday scene, making a person who had never seen this picture vomit or scream directly.

For a moment, the entire counter area became even more chaotic.

And at this moment, a man who was walking a little shakingly stood up in the crowd.

"Don't squeeze here! Xiaolan! Call the ambulance and Meguro police department quickly. Such a violent explosion must be not simple!"

"Yes! Dad!"
Chapter completed!