Chapter 204 The Promise of the Past (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

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Dust the size of sand grains rose in the air, painful groans came from all around, and there were rubbles all around.

Miss Miyano opened her eyes faintly, and the shock wave of the explosion just now put her into a brief coma.

Feeling the heavy pressure and warmth coming from her body, she stretched out her hand and pushed:

"Sincerity"

"Wake up. Wake up."

The shouting suddenly stopped because Miss Miyano touched a sticky water stain that was slippery and warm to the touch.

With the help of the fluorescence emitted by the mobile phone screen, she could see clearly

The dark red blood mixed with sand was so shocking.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide and her voice began to tremble:

"Makoto?"

After pushing twice more, Sakaki still had no response. There was a long wound where his shoulder connected to his neck, and blood was constantly pouring out.

The location of the explosion was at the doorway in the distance, and its coverage was no less than that of a giant water balloon that bloomed on the ground.

The shock wave came along with the pebbles, and he couldn't dodge it, and he couldn't hide.

He could only hug Miss Miyano subconsciously and use his body as a shield.

A stone also scratched his neck.

"First aid must be given immediately."

Miyano Shiho is not a flower growing in a greenhouse. His superb professional knowledge shuttles rapidly through the cerebral cortex.

She first asked Sakaki to lie down on his front and checked his pulse and breathing.

Still has life characteristics.

But Sakaki's situation is not optimistic.

The wound was tear-shaped and nearly 7cm long.

If he is not rescued in time, Sakaki will die from excessive blood loss.

But luckily

The gravel did not damage the artery.

This gave Sakaki a chance to survive.

Looking around, there were many people around because it was a queuing area.

She also successfully found a bottle of mineral water

After unscrewing the cap of the bottle and briefly rinsing the wound with water, she immediately knelt down and rested Sakaki's head on her thighs so that the level of the wound was higher than her heart.

This allows as little blood as possible to escape.

Then cover the wound tightly with a handkerchief, and the simplest first aid is completed.

Without drugs or medical equipment at hand, this is the limit of what she can do.

Sakaki's face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss, and his hands and feet were cold.

"Don't die."

"You clearly said you would never abandon me again."

Holding his hand, Miyano Shiho lowered his head, his forehead drooped to cover his eyes, his body could not suppress the trembling, and his heart was filled with regret.

If I hadn't chosen to watch a movie, maybe I wouldn't have encountered the explosion.

As he thought about it, a few drops of water fell down and hit Sakaki Cheng's face.

In a daze, Sakaki felt that his consciousness was rising and falling like a traveler sailing alone in a storm in a boat.

There was heavy red rain falling from the sky, but it was still hot.

The waves are one after another, and there is no land anywhere. The only thing that can be heard is the roaring sound of wind and water.

He is not one to sit still and wait for death.

He grabbed the oar and started rowing hard.

There was no destination ahead, but he just wanted to get out of this weird place.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded on the distant sea, and amid the mist and waves, a ferry with xenon headlights gradually approached.

On the bow of the ferry, a figure stood vaguely. His figure was blurred, his waist was straight, and he was holding something on his chest.

Like a book.

"Hey!"

The ferry slowly stopped in front of the boat. In the pouring rain, the figure leaned down and extended a helping hand to Sakaki:

"I told you"

"We will meet again."

"It's you."

Sakaki's eyes narrowed slightly, he recognized the other person.

Noriaki Asakura.

Without holding the hands, he gave the other party a cold look, grabbed the oar and continued rowing.

"Where are you going?"

"go out!"

"Then you should get on my boat."

Asakura Nobuaki showed a friendly smile:

"Otherwise you won't be able to get out of the storm!"

"Why?"

Sakaki stopped moving and looked back at him.

"Because my ship has radar!"

He smiled and patted the side of the boat twice.

grass.

Sakaki's mouth twitched.

This reason is too realistic.

But I have to admit that Asakura Nobuaki's ferry does look much more advanced than his small wooden boat.

After hesitating for a while

He turned around and held Asakura Nobuaki's probing palm, and climbed onto the ferry.

The sound of the whistle echoed everywhere despite the wind and rain.

The ferry sets sail again.

"Why help me?"

"I'm not helping you"

Asakura Xuanming said calmly:

"But I'm helping myself."

"Even if you don't get on my boat, you can still get out, but it will take a long time, and you can't wait."

"Or maybe."

"Do you want to choose them?"

Asakura Nobuaki sneered and raised his hand, pointing to the darkness in the distance.

Sakaki looked in the direction he pointed and found that there

There are countless similar ships waiting.

And at the bow of every ship, there is a "person" like Nobuaki Asakura.

"Don't die."

"You clearly promised not to abandon me again."

"I won't."

Miss Miyano, who was sobbing softly, was slightly stunned.

At some point, Sakaki had woken up, and his dark brown eyes were still bright despite being full of exhaustion.

After wiping the corners of her eyes, Miss Miyano's face lit up:

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Sakaki Makoto blinked.

"Then why are you still lying on my legs?"

"Because."

Sakaki Makoto twisted his body twice and smiled:

"It's comfortable."

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't free his hands because of the wound, Miss Miyano would have punched him to death.

"What time is it, you're still playing tricks?"

She curled her lips:

"The explosion just now blocked this place."

"I don't know who did it."

"Wouldn't you call and ask?"

Sakaki Makoto tore open the hem of his shirt, tore off a piece of cloth to tie up the wound, and sat up.

In the explosion just now, many stones hit his back, but they were all blocked by the bulletproof vest.

If there was no bulletproof vest, he would be in real danger today.

"As the name suggests, Ishikawa-san is still a prophet."

With a faint sigh, Sakaki Makoto turned on his phone.

As soon as the phone was turned on, countless text message notifications came out.

Sakaki Makoto flipped through them one by one and found that

they were all sent by Conan and others.

The content of the text messages was similar, just asking him how he was or asking him to call back after seeing it.

After thinking about it, he decided to call Megure Jusan to ask about the situation.

If he contacted Conan presumptuously, his identity would be exposed, not to mention that the police were the main force in disaster relief.

Beep.

Beep.

Outside the Beihua Municipal Hall, firefighters raised water guns and were putting out the fire.

Several thick water columns seemed a bit presumptuous in front of the thick smoke.

Even so, the firefighters still tried their best.

Megure Jusan and others who were waiting anxiously outside were full of worries.

At this moment, 20 minutes had passed since the explosion. Was the person inside dead or alive?

No one knew.

Dinglingling!

At this moment, Megure Jusan's phone suddenly rang.

Ahem.

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