The skateboard was not big. Jiang Xia took a look at it, found a place to stay, and stepped on it.
Hattori Heiji looked at the remaining small space and hesitated: "It's too crowded for three people to stand there." Next time, bring a big skateboard.
He was about to say this, and then squeezed to ride the skateboard.
But before the second half of the words could be spoken, Jiang Xia said considerately: "That's just right. You stay here and watch for bombs."
Conan also seemed to think it was a bit difficult to carry two adult-sized high school students at the same time, so he kicked the accelerator and the skateboard carried them out at the same speed as flying.
Hattori Heiji was hit in the face by the exhaust fumes from the skateboard. He raised his hand to wipe the dust from his face. He was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses: "Wait, what's the point of protecting the bomb? Don't you want to take me with you?"
However, Conan had already turned a corner on his skateboard, leaving his voice far behind. In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the alley.
Hattori Heiji:"……"
Damn it, I couldn't help but get involved in this matter, I had no choice but to run away.
...But what to do with this bomb? Is it really necessary to carry it with me?
…
In the moment when Hattori Heiji felt confused, Eka and Conan had already sped away.
Both of them had good memories, so they walked along this maze-like alley and soon arrived at the place where the robber gang's cars were.
However, things turned around, and when they arrived, they were treated just like Hattori Heiji - the robbers' car just started to leave, drove onto the smooth road with a bang, and rushed out in the blink of an eye, leaving behind
They are full of exhaust fumes.
"...Damn it, it was just a little bit close!"
Conan clicked his tongue and chased after him on his skateboard.
Jiang Xia thought about the eight burly men with guns in the car, and was silent for a moment: What was the near miss? Did he want him to knock down eight armed robbers in an instant with a swing of his stick?... It's not impossible.
, but it seems a bit too coincidental that eight guns malfunctioned at the same time.
In any case, Conan arrived here at just the right time, so that he could see the robbers and the two sides did not have to confront each other directly.
…
After all, the robbers drove modified cars, which were more suitable for traveling than Conan's skateboard at night.
The skateboard followed the car closely, walking through the streets, gradually widening the distance.
Conan looked down at the unsatisfactory skateboard and gritted his teeth: "The battery is almost out, we have to take a shortcut - stand still!"
"Huh?" Jiang Xia came back to her senses and suddenly saw the river in front of her, "..."
The next second, Conan stepped on the accelerator, and the skateboard rushed towards a pile of building materials nearby. It went up the slope, flew into the air in the blink of an eye, and jumped across the wide river. It drew a smooth parabola and landed with a click.
To the other side.
Jiang Xia almost fell. He took advantage of the darkness of the night and used the puppet clay to hold himself up. He quietly stood still with a calm expression on his face: "..."
Conan had no idea about the bad experience the only passenger had.
After landing smoothly, he punched his palms with a sense of accomplishment: "This is the way out of the city. It's already so late, and even the commercial streets in the city won't be too busy. When they evacuate in a hurry, they might
Run out—this road is where they must pass in the future!”
As he was talking, there was indeed a sound in the distance.
The robbers' vehicle bypassed the bridge from a distance, then turned around and rushed towards the road, its engine making a low roar.
Conan watched the cars getting closer and closer, and suddenly he realized something: he was overtaking them, and this... how to stop them?
…
Fortunately, a detective with a flexible mind cannot be stumped by such a thing.
He soon had an idea, looked around, bowed slightly, and prepared to open the foot-strengthening shoes.
But at this moment, Conan was suddenly stunned.
——Next to me, a child passed by with a ball in his arms and fell.
The ball in his hand bounced a few times and fell to the street.
The child ran to catch up and held down the strange ball in the middle of the street. But then, he did not return to the roadside. Instead, he sat there, picked up the ball and looked at it, as if he was checking whether the toy was broken.
.
Conan: "..." This naughty kid has no sense of safety!
Seeing that the robber's car was about to run over him and still showed no intention of slowing down, Conan rushed over quickly: "Get out of the way and don't play on the road!"
He grabbed the child's arm and tried to pull him away.
I pulled it but couldn't move it.
The child suddenly held his hand, raised his head from under the hood, looked at him for a moment, and grinned.
"..."
The child is very good-looking, no less than the child stars on TV. There is a plush children's hood with rabbit ears on the top of his head, and the whole person seems to be "cute" in capital letters.
However, when Conan saw his smile, he suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, and his heartbeat skipped a beat... This, this is not a naughty kid at all, this is the kid from Anonymous who loves to give others anesthesia injections!
Conan: "..." How come Anonymous appears here?
...There is a conspiracy! Could it be that they are also targeting Qian Cheng Lao Chan?!
…
More than ten meters away, there is a hidden corner on the street.
Vodka had already visited the factory and installed time bombs on the robbers' cars. At the same time, there were manual control buttons on the bombs to ensure that they would detonate in this area.
So Vodka went to the river first and kept an eye on it: on the one hand, he monitored whether the bomb detonated normally, and on the other hand, he also planned to see who was alive and go up to do some damage.
He also saw a child playing with a ball and running to the middle of the road. He also knew that in a few seconds, the child would be hit by a solid vehicle, but he didn't care. Although he felt that this kid was a bit miserable, he was still in the organization.
Over the years, most people with conscience have died.
Nowadays, Vodka only feels that his heart is as hard as iron, and even secretly thinks: every time one more person dies on the way of the robber's escape, the police's workload will be greater, and the attention will be more easily distracted.
And he, the person responsible for the aftermath, would have more time to modify the information of the robbers and let them take the blame for the organization - but after all, how could a child of this age be alone in a deserted street at night?
Walking around, alone, and right in the robber's driveway?
Vodka: "..." Cautious people never believe in coincidences - this unlucky child may have been found by Uzo in order to give the organization enough time to make good use of this mini armed gang.
Just as I was thinking about it, I gradually felt like something was wrong with Vodka.
After a moment, he suddenly noticed something. He looked aside suddenly and saw a man dressed in black standing beside the bushes behind him.
"?!" This elusive guy made Vodka's heart beat twice in shock, and he instinctively held the gun.
This chapter has been completed!