1397Anonymous and I are made in heaven and earthPlease vote o()o
When the art dealer heard this, he raised his chin proudly: "Huh, I told you that you need to be prepared for treasure hunting - look!"
He reached into his huge travel bag, pulled it open, and pulled out a brand new rope ladder.
"Wow--!"
The eyes of several physically disabled people lit up.
But then he fell silent again: "This kind of soft rope ladder is actually useless if it can't be hung up."
The art dealer said loudly and shamelessly: "Then find a way to let people climb up! It's really impossible to build a personal ladder. There are so many of us, even if we stack them up, it is enough to climb to the top."
"White Bird Police Department" nodded and took the opportunity to say: "Let me step on it."
"..."
The art dealer turned to look at him for a moment. Remembering what he had just said, he cursed and lowered his body.
Kidd stepped on his back, gently used his strength to turn over, and quickly entered the passage.
In fact, he can come up even if there is no one to support him. But now he is still wearing the face of the "White Bird Police Department". Kidd hesitated for a moment and decided to be more dedicated and play the role to the end before tearing off the disguise - otherwise, what if this group of people
People learned the lesson of "moving too slowly when catching Shi Kao soldiers". If we concentrated on catching him first, things would be too troublesome. There was no place to run in such a narrow passage.
"I'm going to see if there is an exit at the end of the passage first." "White Bird Police Department" did not take the rope ladder handed to him by the art dealer. He turned around and walked up the steep passage along the steep slope.
…
This passage has no forks, but leads straight upward in a stable arc, and it does look like it will lead to the ground.
But when he reached the end, Kidd regretfully discovered that there was a solid metal top door blocking his head, which could only be opened in one direction - it was easy to open the door from above, but difficult to get out from here.
He studied the unlocking method for a while, and then found that the mechanisms were all set on the outside and could not be opened from the inside unless he could chip away a foot or two of stone with his bare hands or cut through the metal door panel.
"...If there are really stupid descendants who come in to explore alone, they may be trapped in it for the rest of their lives." Kidd knocked on the door and muttered to himself, "This is really a biological great-grandfather.
"
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With no way out, the "White Bird Police Department" could only slide back along the passage and back to where it was.
"There is an exit above." He fell back to the ground, "But it is a top door that opens in one way. I looked around and couldn't find the corresponding mechanism. It may have to be opened from the outside."
"Then what should we do? Can we just wait for the detective to come back and rescue us?" The art dealer looked worried, "But the opponent is that cruel international thief. If Jiang Xia is shot in the head, will we all be trapped and buried here?
?”
Suzuki Yuanzi and Mao Lilan objected: "Jiang Xia will not be shot in the head!"
"Maybe there is another way." Conan didn't want to passively wait for rescue. He looked at the "White Bird Police Department" and said, "I remember you just said that there is a stone crevice in the cave-adults can't get through, but I should
OK."
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A group of people returned to the place where the tunnel collapsed.
The art dealer took out a pair of walkie-talkies from his all-purpose travel bag, gave one of them to Conan, and warned the primary school student uneasily: "There should be a signal on the ground. When you get out, call the police and find someone."
Come and save us. Don't wander around alone!" If the child ran around and bumped into the military commander after going out, they would probably be buried underground.
Conan looked at him speechlessly and warned him, but he could only nod like a real child: "Don't worry, I know everything."
He quickly climbed out along the gap. Then, without even bothering to shake off the dirt on his body, he ran along the passage towards the tunnel entrance where he came from.
Halfway through the run, Conan suddenly kicked something under his feet.
He was startled and stopped, a little confused: it was normal for there to be stones in the underground passage, but the thing he kicked just now made the sound of an empty plastic shell when it collided with the stone wall.
There are plastic products thrown away in this place?
Conan intuitively felt something was wrong.
He pointed his flashlight at the place where the sound came from, and quickly found the target - a tube of used injection was thrown on the ground. There was not much dust on the surface of the injection, and it looked very new, so it must have been thrown away just now.
Conan picked it up across the handkerchief, examined it for a moment, and muttered hesitantly in his mind: "Anesthetic?"
"Jiang Xia shouldn't be able to use this kind of thing. It's more like dropping a swing stick. So this should belong to Shi Kaobing. She actually carries anesthetics with her. Is she really anonymous?" Conan's heart flashed with countless confusions.
thoughts:
"Then Jiang Xia going out with her alone is like a meat bun beating a dog. I remember there was a guy who could change his voice and change his appearance. He seemed to be anonymous. He seemed to have a history of abducting people... Why on earth are these people pestering Jiang Xia?
Could it be that the invitation to Jiang Xia to join the team was rejected, and he became angry because of embarrassment."
Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but clenched his fists: Damn it, even if he wanted to join Anonymous, there was no way... Of course, he didn't really want to go with Anonymous, he just wanted to get in and see what kind of organization this was, and be a private undercover.
.Huh? Wait, does Anonymous know this exactly, so that’s why he didn’t give him a chance to join?
In this case, I do look down on the anonymous HR...
Conan was briefly distracted.
But soon, he realized that now was not the time to analyze the criteria for anonymous persons.
Conan: "..." Thinking about it rationally, Shi Kaobing is actually unlikely to be an anonymous member. Although she fished Jiang Xia out of the river a few days ago, even if she didn't fish it out at that time, Jiang Xia could swim up on her own - now
It seems that rather than saving people, this is more like selling a favor and using Jiang Xia to get closer to the Egg of Memory.
And just now in the underground hall, she wanted to shoot Yuanzi. No, it wasn't exactly that she wanted to, but she actually fired the gun, but was interrupted by Jiang Xia and failed to hit.
On the other hand, the most representative "Miss Anonymous" is quite friendly to Yuanzi, as well as to other high school students.
From this perspective, "Shi Kaobing" is more like an anonymous enemy.
"That's right, you can't identify Anonymous just by 'carrying anesthetic needles with you' and 'having contact with Jiang Xia'. After all, other people will also use anesthetic needles as weapons, such as... uh, like myself?"
Conan looked at the anesthesia watch on his wrist and fell silent for a moment.
After a while, he continued to run towards the entrance of the tunnel, discarding his previous reasoning and thinking from a different angle: "Well, for example, some kidnappers who need to confirm the survival of the hostages. Wait, the anesthetic is empty now. Let's talk about it.
