Chapter 214 Gin Admires You

“Gulululu!”

The sky was blue and the wind was strong.

Conan opened his mouth wide and blew in the wind.

He had been flying in the sky for a while, and Xiaosong was still running forward with his head down.

It was certain that Xiaosong was doing it on purpose.

Because they had already run out of the explosion range of the bomb, and even the bomb had stopped.

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Even so, Xiaosong still ran, and from time to time he yanked the retractable shoulder straps and threw Conan into the air again.

“Waaaaaa! Put me down!” Conan roared into the wind.

Suddenly, Xiaosong heard Conan’s voice and stopped immediately.

Conan, who was still in the air, immediately flew out in a beautiful parabola.

"Swoosh!"

Conan immediately retracted the retractable shoulder strap. He wanted to use the retraction to hit Komatsu, so that he could land safely.

"Crackle!"

The retractable shoulder strap returned to Conan's hand.

It's broken. His actions were predicted!

So, he became freer.

Even he himself couldn't predict where he would land.

Looking at the approaching ground, Conan was speechless, and then he began to show his real science.

The retractable shoulder strap was hung on the small branches of the tree, and the tender branches pulled Conan who was landing at high speed.

Moreover, the retractable shoulder strap did not cause any damage to Conan.

If you think about it carefully, you will feel very scary.

Komatsu was stunned.

I am still a little superficial. I admit that in terms of science, Qingshan Laozi is better.

Conan ran to Xiaosong angrily and shouted: "Damn it! Bastard! Do you want to kill me?!"

"Oh my, isn't this Conan? Why are you here?" Xiaosong began to play dumb.

"Oh, I remember, I'm so sorry, I was scared by the sound of the bomb, I was busy running, and forgot that you were still flying in the sky."

The thing has been done, so what's wrong with me apologizing a little.

It's not that I didn't succeed. I've already flown the kite, so I have to be nice to the kite.

Otherwise, there will be no chance to fly it in the future.

"Do you think I'm Yuanta?" Conan looked at Xiaosong with dissatisfaction.

Even if you are pretending, can you apologize with a little more care.

However, this time, Conan didn't even wait for Xiaosong's answer.

"You can put me down." Xiaoai signaled Xiaosong to let go.

Xiaosong said worriedly: "The danger has not been eliminated yet, maybe it will explode later."

"Oh, so you are going to protect me like this forever?"

"No?"

"Of course not." Xiao Ai shook her head, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Unless I agree."

"Then are you willing?"

"Haven't I told you the answer to this question a long time ago?"

"Is there? Well, just take it as yes, but I want to hear it again." Xiaosong looked at Xiao Ai expectantly.

Conan next to him packed up his things and quickly prepared to leave.

Normal people should not want to stay here, Conan thinks he is a normal person.

The hot spring hotel of Xiaosong's family must be blocked, this is the only thought in Conan's mind.

In the past, only two people were noisy when they went to Xiaosong's hot spring hotel.

Now when they go to Xiaosong's house, it's probably four people who are noisy together.

Conan no longer dares to think about that kind of scene. Just thinking about it makes him feel a splitting headache.

The case is still good, it only requires simple reasoning, and the most important thing is to be quiet enough.

So Conan went to see the progress of the case.

The bomb was dismantled smoothly, but a few bombs were still missed.

The heaviest loss was on the ground not far from Tokyo Tower. Property loss was part of it, and some people fell into the tunnel, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

From the perspective of the Metropolitan Police Department, this was an extremely bad case of the bomber taking revenge on society.

The only good news is that they caught the criminal.

The criminal was no longer calm at the beginning, but became panic-stricken.

"I didn't mean it. In the final analysis, it was your Metropolitan Police Department's poor handling of the case. It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me at all!"

He was like a child, pushing the responsibility of the matter to the Metropolitan Police Department.

No one around paid attention to him, and Sato looked at the criminal as if he were a dead person.

Sakura has the death penalty, but generally speaking, it is very troublesome to sentence the death penalty, similar to layers of approval, and it is easy to be rejected.

But now it's different. This guy is likely to be reincarnated.

After all, the harm is too great.

Before that, they need to ask about the source of the bomb.

After all, with so many explosives, it is not an easy task even for terrorists to get them.

In the interrogation room.

"Tell me where you got the bombs from." Inspector Megure began the interrogation.

"Can I reduce your sentence for what I said?" The prisoner looked at Inspector Megure cautiously.

Inspector Megure thought for a moment and said, "Of course."

He did not deceive the prisoner. According to the crime of this guy, no matter how much he reduced his sentence, it would still be death penalty.

Although the result is the same, you can tell me whether it was reduced or not.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything!" The prisoner was overjoyed and told the place where he bought the bombs.

At first, Inspector Megure was still recording.

As the prisoner spoke, Inspector Megure noticed something was wrong.

Why does this place sound more and more familiar?

Eh? Isn't this the arms dealer's warehouse they went to investigate before?

Good fellow, after all this time, it turns out that you bought all the arms dealer's supplies?

What a jerk!

If you didn't buy them, wouldn't we have caught the arms dealer!

But the prisoner gave the detailed appearance of the arms dealer, and based on the prisoner's description, the Metropolitan Police Department restored the appearance of the arms dealer.

Just when Inspector Megure and others were about to follow this clue, the arms dealer was already dead.

In the wilderness, Tequila took a shovel and flattened the ground attentively.

Another one was buried today, and perhaps in his lifetime, this hilltop could be filled with burials.

Tequila dialed the phone and said, "I've killed that guy."

"Very good." Gin's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gin was originally planning to cooperate with the arms dealer, but he didn't expect to see the real-time broadcast of Tokyo Tower when he turned on the TV today.

Gin admired the bomber very much.

Dare to think, dare to do, dare to fight.

He buried bombs all over Tokyo subway stations with his own strength. He is really a good seedling in the criminal world.

He was a little tempted and wanted to pull the bomber into the organization, but he didn't expect that the criminal was arrested before he took action.

There was no other way. In order to prevent the Metropolitan Police Department from finding out the information of the organization, Gin had to send the arms dealer away.

Gin hung up the phone and began to continue to improve the plan to kill Vermouth.

Hehe, there is only one end for traitors, and that is death!