"Strange, why is there still no signal?"

"Through the positioning of the tracking glasses, the hearse carrying me should have driven out of the tunnel..."

Little did he know that the electromagnetic signal of the detective armband had been occupied by Ye Gengyi, and a certain detective was still thinking hard about escape strategies in the mezzanine of the coffin.

He just tried knocking on the upper compartment and found that the coffin board, supported by corrugated cardboard boxes, was much heavier than imagined.

Because this thing is actually made of stone, and there is a corpse lying on it...

Misled by his subjective impression, he was unable to determine whether this kick would directly lead to him being crushed to death.

Not to mention that the cell phone is broken, the detective armband has no signal, and now the strength-enhancing shoes and football belt are useless.

Conan felt that his chance of survival had dropped by 10%.

Looking at the props on my body, it seems that only the watch-type anesthesia gun is left...

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

It’s useless!

Should I give myself a shot at the last moment to avoid pain and go straight to eternal sleep?

"Damn it...Damn it..."

Conan was thinking about countermeasures while trying to move towards the corner of the coffin.

...

200 meters behind the car body.

A green Bugatti gradually approached and soon appeared in the rearview mirror of the car in front.

"Sure enough, it's right there."

"Is this direction the scrap car recycling yard?"

The constantly flashing positioning light spot on the mobile phone gradually overlaps with the target.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Gengyi did not catch up and intercept him immediately, but dialed Kuroba Kaito's phone number again.

On the other end of the phone, the voice of a certain thief came:

"Brother? We've run out of cars?"

"Not yet," Ye Gengyi said, "I just want to ask, are you planning to continue driving this car in the future?"

"Wait a minute, brother! Do you know what you just said?" A certain thief felt that his whole body was not well.

Just lent it out for a while? Why...are you not planning to return it anymore?

Ye Gengyi casually joked: "Since just now, I seem to have been targeted by the police. Speaking of which...is the origin of your car the right one?"

"ah?!"

Kuroba Kaito blinked.

For a moment, he thought of the strange origins of his mother and father.

And the car was given by my mother...

"That...should have been purchased through legal channels, right?" A certain thief tried hard to recall for a moment, but he couldn't be sure.

Ye Gengyi: "..."

It felt like I had unknowingly learned a new piece of evidence against this family of phantom thieves.

"Anyway...Brother, please don't worry about the car. First, disguise yourself so that the police don't see your face. Find an opportunity to leave...and tell me your current location quickly!"

Kuroba Kaito held the phone to his ear, and the sound sounded like he was equipping props.

"Relax, we haven't reached that point yet." Ye Gengyi was also slightly moved.

Does this child really care about him?

"What, brother!" Kuroba Kaito roared, "Of course I know your strength, you will have no problem getting rid of a few policemen, but I am worried about that car! You park the car on the side of the road and leave in disguise.

, I forged a car purchase contract and went to the police station to report theft..."

Ye Gengyi: "..."

This kid is a bad learner...

The atmosphere was silent for a while, then Kuroba Kaito urged again:

"Hello? Brother, are you listening?"

"Don't make any noise, I'm looking for a route..." Ye Gengyi said.

"What route?" Kuroba Kaito asked hurriedly.

"The fastest route to the scrap car recycling plant." Ye Geng said.

"Brother! What are you going to do? That's a new car!" Kuroba Kaito yelled.

"...The coordinates will be sent to you later, remember to come and pick up the car," Ye Gengyi reminded: "Don't be too anxious, it's best to stagger this time. If you accidentally remember the license plate by that problem kid, you will have to do it again in the future.

Don’t even think about driving this car.”

Problem brat?

Kudo Shinichi...

By the way, speaking of which, I only said that I needed to borrow a car, but didn't say what I wanted to do specifically. If it was that little detective, I should be more cautious, but...

"Then brother, who are the police you just mentioned?"

"I'm lying to you." Ye Geng said.

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Convex (i platei )...

hung up the phone,

Ye Gengyi continued driving forward for a while and parked the car in a fairly lively urban area.

After calculating the distance from here to the target, we headed directly towards the scrap car recycling plant.

...

"Go straight...turn left...go straight...turn right..."

Conan's whole body was pressed against the wall of the coffin, carefully recording the driving trajectory. He knew that at times like this, he could not panic.

I suddenly lost contact,

There is definitely no way there will be no response,

With brother Geng Yi here, maybe the detective armband can be used in the next second...

Yes, it must be possible...

Conan kept comforting himself, but on the tracking glasses, the light spots of Haihara Ai and others were getting further and further away from him.

What are you doing?

Did those guys chase the wrong hearse?

Thinking of this, Conan felt helpless in his heart.

"Hiss...hiss..."

Suddenly, a slight electric sound came from the detective armband in his hand.

Before Conan had time to ask, he heard Ye Gengyi's voice coming from inside: "Question, kid, is it a bad feeling to be at the end of the road?"

"Brother Genichi, where are you!" The familiar semi-sarcastic greeting cheered up Conan instantly, "By the way, I have a very important piece of information here! I entered Asada Law Firm this morning and committed a burglary.

There are three murderers in total. I remember seeing it on TV before. They are all heirs of the Tangqiao family, and this suicide note that was thrown into the coffin was their motive for committing the crime!"

"You really can't learn well..."

Ye Geng said: "At this time, shouldn't you report your current situation immediately?"

"Oh...I heard the sound outside. I should have passed the level crossing just now! The car is still running...No, it has stopped!"

Only then did Conan realize how bad his situation was. He suddenly felt anxious and said quickly: "The hearse I'm riding in should not be sent to the funeral parlor... Wait a minute, the coffin, no... it's the body! The body.

It seemed like something had lifted it up..."

"You should be at the scrap car recycling plant," Ye Gengyi's calm voice came from the armband, "According to the information provided by Tangqiao Group, they happen to have a scrapped hearse that will be disposed of today..."

A scrapped hearse?

If he is also in it, wouldn't it mean that he will also be scrapped?

When Conan heard this, he was completely panicked...

At this moment,

The coffin above his head also made a unpleasant squeak,

The space seemed to be pinched by something, and the instantaneous light came in from the cracking gap.

Being ... bad ...

At this moment, he only hated his previous attention too much, and did not seize the best time to get away!

My life is resting ...

The last words of a detective have not finished,
Chapter completed!