Situ Xiu said calmly.

Conan is coming soon. This warehouse cannot exist. There are no people around here anyway. It will be fine if it burns down. It is just an abandoned warehouse.

If gin and vodka choose to trade in this kind of place, it means they know that few people come and go here. After all, they dare to shoot.

Hirota Masami, who collapsed in the warehouse, disappeared, leaving only a trace of blood on the ground.

"Take back the reconnaissance device and burn down the warehouse."

Ghost and Ghost Stone heard the telepathy, took back four detectors, got a pair of bones from other warehouses and placed them on the ground. Then they brought the gasoline that had been prepared, sprinkled it on the warehouse, and lit it with fire.

The gasoline ignited instantly, and the entire warehouse was on fire in an instant. The fire became bigger and bigger, and thick smoke floated into the air. When Conan arrived, he only saw a fire.

"Damn it, damn it"

Conan roared angrily, clenched his fists with both hands, knelt on the ground, and beat the ground.

There is only one step left to save Hirota Masami.

It's too late now, the suspects are all dead, and the real culprit is unknown.
Chapter completed!