Outside the venue.

Kamiya Migetsu counted the checks.

"It's really developed this time!"

340 million, exactly 340 million.

Kamiya Mitsuki looked maliciously at the person who was coming out of the venue at this time.

Isn't this money faster than robbing a bank?

Curacao felt the malice on Kamiya Mitsuki, and directly took a step to block Kamiya Mitsuki's sight: "Okay, this time the mission is over, don't do anything superfluous."

"Okay, okay, what are you going to do next?" Going to report on a mission? Kamiya asked Migetsu.

"Well, so I'm going to go first."

As soon as Kamiya Mitsuki wanted to speak, Gentai and these little ghosts came together.

"Sister Tianhai, are you leaving?"

Curacao squatted down and said with a smile: "Yes, it's late, you should go home too, shouldn't you?" This time, thanks to your Young Detective Group, I saw the unity of the Young Detective Group. In

the face of Curacao's praise, Yuan Tai scratched his head embarrassedly.

After Curacao stood up, he said goodbye to Mori Lan and Maori Kogoro: "Then Xiaolan, Mr. Maori , goodbye."

Morilan and Maori Kogoro said goodbye, "Miss Tenkai, goodbye."

Curacao walked over to his car.

Kamiya Migetsu just wanted to open his mouth to keep Curacao.

But Curacao's pace suddenly quickened, got into the car, started the engine, drove away, and did it in one go.

Kamiya Migetsu pursed his lips: "My ghost fire scooter is still at the door of the bar..." Originally

, he wanted Curacao to take him back to the bar, and then the two of them had a drink at the bar.

...

One morning a few days later.

Kamiya Mitsuki's black phone received a call from Belmode.

"Moses Moses~" "

I Moyou Kasan, I have something to say quickly... Belch... Well..."

Belmode's face darkened in the western restaurant: "What are you doing now?" "

! Specially, I've been eating too well lately, and I'm constipated! Kamiya

Mitsuki's head was bruised, and he looked like he was exerting himself.

Belmode looked at the steak in front of him, his appetite suddenly disappeared, and after taking a sip of coffee, he said: "I have something I need you to do..."

Hmm~" A

voice of falling water sounded, and Kamiya Mitsuki's expression was extremely refreshed.

"Phew, it's comfortable, wait a little longer, I'll wipe my ass."

Belmode put down the coffee in his hand.

Now even the coffee doesn't smell good.

Suddenly.

Kamiya Mitsuki's roar suddenly sounded, and Belmod held the phone a little farther away from his ear.

"Why is the toilet out of paper! Can this ass still be wiped?! "

Forget it, I don't want this dress..."

Belmod rubbed his temples.

As an extremely delicate and high-quality woman, Belmod is somewhat unacceptable to Kamiya Mingetsu's lifestyle.

A moment later, Kamiya Mitsuki's voice came again.

"You really pick the time, say, what do you want me to do?"

Belmod spoke: "A year ago, the organization asked a computer software maker to complete the development of the software he was developing before, but recently he has been a little dishonest for a while, and has booked a ticket to a foreign country, ginale, you go to intimidate him, let him be honest, if he has developed the software, you will directly bring the software back to the organization."

"Can you solve him directly?"

"If you get the software, if he hasn't finished developing, keep his life for the time being, this software is quite important."

"Name, address."

"Itakura Takura, Room 2004 of the Mika Hotel, the target photo and so on will be sent to you by email."

"Yo, it's quite close, okay, I'll take this task, I'll go now."

Not long after hanging up, Belmode's email was sent to his phone.

After confirming the photo of the target person, Kamiya Migetsu took a new dress from the closet and put it on, and then rode a small motorcycle to the mission location.

Kamiya Migetsu arrived at the Mika Hotel and went straight to room 2004.

After knocking on the door, a voice came from inside: "Who?" "

Room service."

"Room service? I didn't call room service, you wait. The

door to the room opened and the character target Itakura Takura appeared.

Without saying a word, Kamiya Migetsu directly raised his leg and kicked Itakura Takushi to the ground, then walked into the room, closed the door, and locked it with a chain.

Itakura Takura covered his stomach in pain and asked, "What are you doing?!"

Kamiya Migetsu sat on the chair and stretched out his hand: "A year ago, someone asked you to develop software, and I came to get the software.

Itakura Taku's pupils shrank sharply.

"You're their man?!"

"You've been a little dishonest lately, I heard that you also booked a ticket to a foreign country, so you should have completed it, so hand it over."

Cold sweat broke out on Itakura's forehead: "The software hasn't been completed yet..." Kamiya

Mitsuki threw a big pocket on Itakura Takashi's head: "Not finished? Didn't finish your ticket booking? Do you want to run? "

This one forced down, and Itakura's glasses flew off.

Itakura Takashi hurriedly explained: "The ticket I booked is three days later, the time for the transaction has not yet arrived, and by the day of the transaction, I will definitely be able to develop and complete the software for trading!"

Kamiya Migetsu patted Itakura Takashi's head and threatened: "Don't you think about doing small actions, we are all staring at you, you can't run at all, software development is complete, the transaction is successful, it's good for everyone, if you can't do it..." Kamiya

Migetsu took out a pistol with a silencer and shot at the wall behind Itakura Takura.

"If you can't, you'll have a hole in your brain, got it?"

Itakura Takashi shook in horror: "Understood, understood!"

"If you understand, so be it, it's a really easy task."

Kamiya Migetsu stood up, stretched, opened the door and left the Mika Hotel.

Itakura saw Kamiya Migetsu leave, hurriedly closed the door, and then locked it.

After doing all this, Itakura Takura sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

Itakura Takura thought he was going to die today.

It's horrible.

No way!

This must be recorded in his little diary!

Itakura Takura immediately turned on the computer and began to keep a diary.

[Today on February 11

, there is another person, it is one of them, but this person is a neurotic.

As soon as we met, they kicked me in the stomach, then threw a big pocket on my head, knocked my glasses away, and finally shot me in the wall.

And the reason for this, it seems that he just came to urge himself to develop software

, this guy with a Kanto accent, completely different from the first two, is too violent.

What should I do, they know everything I do, and if I can't hand over the software by then, I will definitely be killed.

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