Police Department, Kogoro is very angry.
One reason is that he is regarded as a chess piece. The second reason is that the person who is most likely to be the murderer stands in front of him, squinting and laughing, but he cannot find any evidence.
"You both bet against each other and have insured each other up to 500 million yuan. Why do you want to find your Maori brother to track Gengyan Zhengshu?" Mumu asked Abe Feng.
Abe Feng sipped his coffee calmly and kept smiling, "because that guy told me that he always felt someone was calculating on him. Out of concern for my old friends, I invited detectives to follow up. What's more, I invited Detective Chen Shi instead of Detective Maori."
"Well, it's not too early now. I have to rush back to deal with the company's affairs. I'm also a president anyway!"
He is anxious to go to the insurance company to handle the procedures for withdrawing the insurance money. After all, there is no absolutely perfect plan. If he stays in Japan for one more day, the risk will be higher.
Xiao Wulang gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to hate and say: "It's OK. If we find something, we will be the first to notify you!"
On the way home, this anger spilled over to Chen Shi, and Xiao Wulang kicked the roadside can into the trash can with a heavy kick, "Chen Shi, that kid, I knew he didn't have any good intentions, he must know something to entrust this to me!"
"Dad~~" Maolilan was helpless, "Chen didn't know that this kind of thing would happen, and he also took other commissions later."
Hearing his daughter standing on the other side, Xiao Wulang became angry and sad, "Damn it, even my lovely daughter has been dug up, that damned little devil!!!"
Conan ignored Kogoro's incompetence and rage, followed him gently playing football, and began to think about the case in his heart.
"There is no doubt that Abe Feng is the most likely person to attack the deceased. Chen Shi sees that the probability of commission problems is not low, but the reason for handing it over to Maori uncle... is to test me?" Considering that Chen Shi knew that he was the reasoner behind Maori Xiaowulang, this reason is not impossible.
"And his reasoning ability is not weaker than mine, even higher than mine in details, so will you guess that I am related to Shinichi Kudo?"
If Chen Shi, the 'booking villain', knows that his Conan is Shinichi Kudo, it will be troublesome! Maybe I will tie myself up and give it to the Black Clothes Organization! Then occupy Xiaolan!
The more Conan thought about it, the more afraid he became. He doubted whether he would help Xiao Wulang solve the case.
On the other hand, Abe Feng drove to Riwa Life Insurance Company after leaving the police office to quickly meet with the senior manager and inform him of his intention to withdraw the insurance money.
"Well... the police haven't investigated clearly, which doesn't conform to the regulations!" said the senior manager, rubbing his fingers.
Abe Feng understood and put the key of his valuable Ferrari into the file bag, "I'm going to settle down in the United States later, so please take care of the garage here."
"In three days, the insurance money will be distributed to your bank card."
Coming out of the insurance company, Abe spat and scolded: "These vampires, after I stabilize in the United States, can you use them safely?"
"I'm afraid you have no chance to go to America!"
Sometime, the road in front of him was blocked by a young man.
"Chen Shi?" Abe Feng narrowed his eyes and flashed past with a cruel look. "I haven't asked you for trouble yet. How dare you appear in front of me?"
"Why didn't you dare to appear in front of you?" Chen Shi was puzzled, and then made a sudden realization. "Is it because I transferred the entrustment to Maori Kogoro? Please, the outsourcing business is legal! And there is no restriction in the contract that I must entrust myself."
Abe Feng's eyes twitched. "Then why do you come to me? I have paid the commission follow-up fees."
"No, no, no!" Chen Shi shook his finger around. "You paid for tracking Gen'an Zhengshu, but you haven't paid for concealing the cost of killing him!"
"I don't know what you are talking about! I have something urgent to do, goodbye!" Abe Feng tried to keep his face unchanged and tried to avoid Chen Shi.
Still let him go, Chen Shi said quietly when he was stagger with him, "Hire someone to disguise the appearance of Gen'an Zhengshu, so as to cover up the time when you killed Gen'an Zhengshu the next day after tracking the commission, and then go to Kyushu to deliberately take a bunch of photos to clear the suspicion. It's a good plan, but it can't hide everyone!"
Abe Feng's footsteps froze, as if he fell into an ice cave at the moment, and the joy of withdrawing insurance money disappeared.
"Don't worry, if I want to report you, I won't talk with you here." Chen Shi moved his finger slightly, and his bank card rotated and flew into Abe Feng's collar!
Half of the 500 million cents, but there are still 250 million. "
"You......" Abe Feng turns around and finds that Chen Shi has disappeared, leaving the bank card in his collar to remind him that it was not an illusion just now.
Back in the office, Chen Shi continued to return to the practice room to try to create a knife breathing method.
The bank card was a Swiss bearer bank handled by the grey and black forces contacted by Masashi Asai, and a paper locator was also placed in the mezzanine.
It doesn't matter whether Abe Feng will pay.
Because whether it is true or not, the 500 million yuan will fall into his wallet, and he has no intention of letting Abefeng get a penny!
Three days later, Abe sat in the bank, went to the ATM every ten minutes to check the balance, until the figure became eight zeros, and then he collapsed on the seat.
If the police find evidence directly related to him, it is impossible to distribute the funds successfully, so Chen Shi, who has completely completed his plan, did not report to the police as he said.
Taking out Chen Shi's bank card, Abe Feng is entangled.
This is 250 million yuan! It was he who tried his best to sacrifice his friends for 20 years to get the life-saving money. Is this the way to give it to that hateful high school detective!?
Finally, Abe Feng sighed deeply with relief on his face.
The anonymous bank card is thrown into the garbage can, and a smile appears on the face after the mind is clear.
He's got it! Fucking company debt, Fucking Chenshi, Fucking America!
Now, he is going to take the 500 million yuan and flee to a country where Japan has no extradition treaty, Africa or the Middle East!
In the corner of the bank, Masayoshi Asai looked cold. The anesthesia needle slipped out of his sleeve, silently approached Abe Feng, put his arm around him, and the anesthetic was injected into the blood vessels.
Put a hat on Abe Feng's head after he fainted and leave like a lover.