Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Chapter 134 The Masked Robber

"What are you doing here? Let me tell you, this is not the place you should be here at all. You should not be invited to this party, right?"

Visible to the naked eye, Odagiri Toshiro's face darkened, and he scolded the young man who had just come in.

"Are you annoyed? I just happened to be here because of work."

Faced with Minister Odagiri's scolding, the young man also responded in a arrogant tone.

"Hey, Inspector Odagiri, there's no need to say that. We can talk about anything, don't you think so, Toshiya?"

As he spoke, Miyamoto Kiyohisa turned to the young man who had just come in, Odagiri Toshiya, the son of Toshiro Odagiri.

After seeing that the person who was talking to his father just now was Miyamoto Kiyoshi, Odagiri Toshiya's expression suddenly changed, and then he looked around anxiously.

After seeing a certain direction, Odagiri Toshiya's face immediately turned pale.

"That's right, Brother Qingjiu is right. There is nothing we can't talk about carefully, don't you think so?"

Shibata Hideo, who was standing aside just now, slowly walked over, put his right hand on Odagiri Toshiya's shoulder, and spoke in a rather plain tone.

"No, that's right, Brother Hideo!"

Coincidentally, as a member of the same generation as Shibata Hideo, his absolute suppression in terms of body shape and strength, coupled with various stubborn behaviors in the rebellious period, led to Odagiri Toshi also being afraid of Shibata Hideo, like a rat. Cat.

But the thing is, for Odagiri Toshiya to talk to his father sincerely, this kind of thing is of course impossible in a short time. He looked around at many people he was familiar with and put out the cigarette butts in his hands. Odagiri Toshi also I just planned to leave the banquet hall first.

But unfortunately, by the time he came up with this idea, it was obviously too late.

Even before Odagiri Toshiya's guitar bag was slung on his shoulders, a group of uninvited guests suddenly rushed in at the door of the banquet hall.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Dozens of masked men carrying assault rifles filed into the banquet hall. The first masked man to enter fired a demonstrative shot at the floor to prove that what he was holding was the real thing. , but also to establish one's absolute status.

Several policemen immediately wanted to step forward and stop these masked men. However, what was helpless was that when attending the banquet, almost all the policemen who came here did not wear guns, and they only used the weapons of the small criminal police officers who could not kill anyone. Pistols, compared to the big guys in the hands of these masked men, were completely unable to provide any sense of security, so these newly conceived thoughts were quickly suppressed by them.

After Odagiri Toshiro took one look at the current situation, his eyes shrank, he quietly stepped back a few steps, and leaned against Officer Megure.

"Who are these people?"

Officer Megure asked quietly in a questioning tone.

"Well, it shouldn't be wrong. Judging from their actions and various instructions, these people have definitely undergone special training. Their overall quality may even be comparable to some of the elite troops on the front line."

Odagiri Toshiro nodded and responded quietly.

"Everyone here, we are not here to fight against you. We are just looking for something special. As long as you don't take drastic measures, we will leave after the search is over."

One of the masked men spoke to everyone in Japanese with a rather strange voice.

"Is it a voice changer? And the accent is quite strange. Is he a foreigner?"

Conan, who was still standing there and couldn't reach the table, thought to himself.

"And the purpose is to find something. It seems to have nothing to do with the two recent police killings. I just don't know whether what they said is true or false."

Standing on tiptoes and taking a sneak peek at the masked men who were searching every corner of the banquet hall, Conan quickly turned to the other corner of the table to see what the masked men were looking for.

"I don't have one here!"

"Same here!"

"It's the same here!"

……

In just three or four minutes, these well-trained masked men explored most of the places where objects could be hidden in the Jiujiang venue, but it seemed that nothing was gained.

Conan, who was squatting under the table, had sneaked up to where the masked men were gathering and was eavesdropping on everyone's conversation.

"Well, let's take a look at the people present and see if they took anything away?"

One of the masked men wearing headphones seemed to have received some order and immediately gave the order to everyone.

"Sure enough, there is a mastermind behind these people. Damn it! Now there is no way to hear what is in the other party's earphones?"

After taking a look at the assault rifle carried by the masked man and the opponent's obvious numerical advantage, Conan looked at his unarmed self and finally gave up the idea of ​​taking a rash approach.

"Huh? What are they holding?"

Suddenly, through the slight gap exposed by the rolled up tablecloth, Conan saw what seemed to be some instrument in the hands of the masked man.

It was something like a small square box, about ten centimeters on a side. Each two masked men carried such an instrument and scattered towards the venue.

After all, his strong curiosity could no longer be suppressed, and Conan took action.

Hiding the bug with chewing gum, Conan gently stretched out his hand and flicked it at the masked man passing by his table. The gum bug stuck to the masked man's back leg.

Conan, who saw this scene through the gap, immediately became alert and turned on the signal receiver he carried with him, preparing to eavesdrop on the conversation of the masked people.

But what Conan didn't know was that just as he was finishing all this, the masked man who had just been taped with a bug suddenly stopped, removed the assault rifle from his back, and slowly lifted the tablecloth with the barrel of the gun. Up, Conan's figure was revealed.

"Hey kid, what are you doing?"

The cold barrel and strange sound touched Conan's head at the same time.

In an instant, a violent chill spread from the tailbone to the top of the head. Mayu slowly turned around, showing an embarrassed expression.

"me..."

Conan was brainstorming in his mind, trying to find a reason that could explain the current situation and use it to prevaricate the other party.

But another strange sound saved Conan.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, there's just a kid under the table here."

"Ignore him and go find something quickly. I seem to be able to hear the siren. I don't want to run into the police head-on."

"Oh, okay! Kid, be honest and don't play any tricks on me!"

In this way, under the urging of the other party's accomplices, Conan was able to escape the disaster.