"What's going on?" Not long after the knock on the door rang, Pu Siqinglan opened the door with a worried look on her face and looked at Maori Ran outside the door. "Lan, it's you, what happened?"

"There are invaders outside and they even fired! The guards seem to have already started a fire with the invaders!"

"So the sound I heard just now was gunshot?" Pu Si Qinglan frowned slightly. "Then...why are you here to find me now?"

"To protect you," Xiaolan said anxiously. "We failed to capture our opponents, but instead let them wander on the ship. So we must gather everyone together and protect you in a safe fortress."

"Oh..." Pu Si Qinglan showed a subtle expression on her face. "This... well, wait for me to clean up..."

"Stop cleaning up, come on!" After saying that, Maori Ran grabbed one of Pu Si Qinglan's hand and pulled her out the door. Pu Si Qinglan just had time to bring the door and ran helplessly with Xiaolan towards the centralized defense point.

"How many people have not been confirmed?" Suzuki Jiroki stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, asking the people behind him.

"At present, the last house should be missing - Mr. Ryukawa still did not respond to calling the door." His cousin Shiro Suzuki, Masato Nishino, responded in this way. "According to your instructions, they will choose to forcefully break into the room in the name of protection and determine Mr. Hangawa's location."

"I hope he's in the room," Suzuki Jiroki's eyes were very cold, and he just stared out the window. "But, since everyone else is there, he may be the only one who is not in the room."

Since someone threw something down, I hope the guards can move and eventually reveal defense flaws in [Egg of Memories]. Naturally, they cannot let someone down, and of course they must move, so that someone can have time and space to execute their original plans.

Ten minutes later, when they conduct a forced round in the name of [needing someone to protect], the [someone] will naturally be the only one among everyone who is not in the house.

"Come on, let's see your true face." Jiroki Suzuki curled the corner of his mouth slightly. "You can't escape if you have wings on this ship!"

But just half a minute later, he realized that the situation did not seem as simple as he thought.

"Boss," said Shinino's headphones, which did not capture the suspect's joy. "Something went wrong."

"What's wrong?" Shinino Nishino frowned slightly. "Your violent moves in the door knocked him out?"

"No, when we came in..." In Han Chuanlong's room, the security personnel reported the situation in front of him with a pale expression on his face.

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Thirty minutes ago, Han Chuanlong's room.

"Oh?" Han Chuanlong frowned and looked at the uninvited guest who came at night. "Is there anything you...what is there for me?"

"You are probably looking forward to my arrival, right?" asked the visitor. "Even though they already know so many things, they even gave me such hints. It would be a bit too artificial to ask here knowingly."

"..." Han Chuanlong just thought for a moment, then nodded and invited the other party in. "Well, since that's the case, we don't need to say too much nonsense, come in."

To be honest, Han Chuanlong had no idea what this uninvited guest came to visit him today - his behavior today had other purposes, and the person he came was not the person he was expecting.

However... As a journalist, it is obviously not something Han Chuanlong would do when facing such obvious situations where there is a melon to eat.

[Since you can't hold on and plan to be honest in front of me, I will reluctantly see what you know.] This is the idea of ​​Han Chuanlong sitting on the chair.

"No, I just want to talk about it. But before that I want to confirm, have you told others about this?" The visitor closed the door with his backhand, and then slowly walked towards Han Chuanlong.

"Not yet, but whether you will tell others next depends on whether you cooperate," Han Chuanlong said after taking a sip of his own tea. "Then, please tell me more about the stories you know, and I will make my own decisions at my discretion."

"Maybe, but I obviously don't have that much patience to play with you." The visitor put one hand into his clothes and took it out. "For someone like me who has rich experience, the most effective way to deal with it is-"

A short iron rod appeared in his hand.

"Wait a minute," Han Chuanlong was shocked, and then he realized that he had miscalculated. "What are you...what do you want to do?"

"Of course I'm killing you here," the expression on the visitor's face was unravelled, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. "You know too much. If you let you live, I might be arrested one day."

"No, this is a misunderstanding," Hankawa Ryu got up from the chair, but fell to the ground because his legs were weak, and kept moving his body backwards, as if he wanted to avoid the weapon in the hands of the visitor. "I really don't know anything. I just want to make a joke with Mr. Suzuki's housekeeper, that Mr. Shinoki, and I don't know anything about you at all!"

"That doesn't matter anymore, because you already know too much now," the visitor came to Han Chuanlong, pressed him with one knee, and stared at his eyes. "Die for your recklessness and meaningless prank."

"Puchi!" The eyeballs were deeply carried into the skull by the head of the stick and mixed with the brain. The iron rod was then stirred repeatedly inside the skull, making a sound like pounding meat filling.

Han Chuanlong lay on the ground without any vitality, and the part corresponding to his left eye ruled by horror was left with a dark hole.

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"I originally thought it was something like taking off the eyeball," Kogoro Mori, who had put on a lot of equipment such as headbands and protective clothing, gently explored Hankawa Ryu's eye sockets with his gloved hands. "But from the current situation, it might be that he directly smashed his eyeball into... using sticks and other things. Similarly, the cause of death should have been caused by severe damage to the brain."

"I really didn't expect this to happen," Eiri Fei stood at the door, her face not looking good. "Is this attacker's purpose actually Mr. Hanchuan Ryu?"

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be like this," Suzuki Jiroki also had a bad face. "When everyone is doing their best to protect [Egg of Memories], someone will get nervous and kill people here?"

Qianyu, who was standing behind them, was originally defending Haibara Ai why he ran out secretly at night, but suddenly found that Conan seemed to have figured out something, and then ran away.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Yu had only time to ask this question.
Chapter completed!