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Chapter 339 Didn’t you tell me not to be polite to you?

 Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 339: Didn’t you ask me not to be polite to you?

"If you can't catch me, I'll kill you, Takaji!"

Before Yamato Gansuke fell, he threw out the climbing rope with all his strength. He quickly wrapped the section left in his hand around his arm. As long as Sosuke Takaji could hold on, they would not fall directly to the bottom.

Fujiwara Yuu, who was running forward with all his strength, jumped forward in order to grab the rope. He grabbed the rope with his left hand and supported it with his right hand on the edge of the canyon. He gritted his teeth and wanted to pull up, but how could he drag two people up with one hand?

He is an adult, and he is not some genetically mutated superman.

He thought of the way Zero Shitani tried hard to pull the rope in the elevator shaft. Now he finally experienced the feeling of Shitani... He will have to say thank you again when they meet next time. No matter how you say it, it is a life-saving grace.

"Yamato, can you climb up?"

Yamato Gansuke dragged Ayatsuji Marina with one hand and had no chance to climb up. Besides, his script was already weak. Just now, in order to quickly run over to save Ayatsuji, the pain in his feet had worsened to the point where he had no strength to find strength.

point.

The sweat flowing down in this weather was cool. He held the rope in his hand tightly and said loudly:

"No, there is no way. If you can't hold on, can you slowly lower the rope?"

"I only have one hand to hold the rope now. I can't lower it slowly. The inertia will cause me to not be able to catch it in time after releasing the rope." Fujiwara Yu shook his head and rejected this method. The only thing now is

All he can do is wait, hoping that Hayami Reika and others can come to help.

Time passed minute by minute, which was a kind of torture for Fujiwara Yu. He even felt that his left hand had no strength. Now he was relying entirely on willpower to support himself and continue to bear the weight of the two people.

Yamato Gansuke, who was hanging in the air, felt equally uncomfortable, but he was glad that Ayatsuji Mariina didn't move, otherwise it would definitely increase the burden on himself and Takashi.

Ayatsuji Marina didn't move because she didn't expect Yamato Kansuke to come to save her. She regretted her hasty decision. If the two policemen were implicated, she would really have no face in this world.

She was worried that Sosuke Takaji wouldn't be able to hold on, so after hesitating for a moment, she finally said:

"Officer Yamato, why don't you let go, so you can..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Yamato Gansuke frowned and scolded in a cold voice. He had no time to preach to the little brat who had gone astray now. He always hated this kind of guy who trampled on other people's lives and his own life wantonly.

Because there are countless people in this world who are working hard to live, he can't see Ayatsuji Shina giving up her life. Her sins should be punished by law instead of dying.

Fujiwara Yu raised the corner of his mouth and did not reply. He did not have the strength to say anything now. He only prayed that someone would find them here while he could still hold on.

Creaking.

It's the sound of stepping on the snow, someone is coming.

After Hayami Reika saw Sousuke Takaji chasing him out, she immediately picked up the handcuffs dropped by Takaji, and without saying a word, she handcuffed Takao Minunuma, who was trying to escape, to the door handle of the closet.

Without stopping, she rushed to the restaurant on the first floor and told the other three people what had happened, then led them towards the canyon along the tracks in the snow.

After seeing Sousuke Takaji lying on the edge of the canyon, she quickly shouted:

"Mr. Takaji, we are here to help you!"

After hearing Hayami Reika's voice, Fujiwara Yu and Yamato Gansuke breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they could survive. With the help of everyone, they were finally pulled up.

Fujiwara Yu put his hand towards his waist but thought that his handcuffs were lost in the room on the third floor of the annex. He had no choice but to drag Ayatsuji Marina up from the ground and said in a serious tone:

"Don't have any more thoughts of committing suicide. As a survivor of the plane crash ten years ago, shouldn't you cherish this miraculous survival? Have you forgotten what your mother said?"

Ayatsuji Marina stared at her toes in a daze. She had often had that nightmare in the past ten years. Every time she dreamed of her mother being buried in rubble, she could only see the indifference of the four people who refused to save her.

She was so consumed by hatred that she forgot what her mother said before she died.

——"That's enough, Jinna... It doesn't matter to me, as long as you can live and grow up healthy and happy."

Even when faced with others' refusal to save her, my mother never complained. She just hoped that she would grow up healthily and happily, and live a good life in this world for them, and see more scenery for them.

How could she forget her mother's expectations for her?

Fujiwara Yu finally saw regret on Ayatsuji Marina's face. He turned to look at Yamato Kansuke who was limping and could hardly stand alone. He suppressed a smile and walked to him and stretched out his arms.

He knew that Yamato Gansuke's character did not like to trouble others, so he deliberately said:

"Officer Yamato, I can reluctantly lend you my hand, you're welcome!"

Either Yamato Gansuke had sprained his ankle and was unable to support his body on one foot, or else he would have kicked Sosuke Takaji directly on the buttocks and made him pay for his defeat.

He rolled his eyes and directly pressed his hand on Takashi's head, sneering:

"Oh, then I won't be polite to you. Come on, Officer Ying."

"...Hey, take your hands away."

"Didn't you ask me not to be polite to you?"

Seeing Yamato Gansuke's natural expression, Fujiwara Yu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words:

"Then I really thank you."

"You're welcome."

Hayami Reika, who was standing aside, couldn't help but snicker. She didn't expect that the two police officers with somewhat fierce expressions would quarrel, but from this point of view, Mr. Takaji was slightly inferior.

——

The incident has finally come to an end, the wind and snow have stopped long ago, and the sun shines through the clouds, bringing warmth to everything.

As a public figure, Hayami Reika's involvement in this case did not create a negative impression. On the contrary, her brave behavior and final assistance in the case made her more and more popular in the entertainment industry, and some people even looked for her specifically.

Filming a TV series about female detectives.

The buried skeleton of Himuro Kazsei ten years ago was also found by the Nagano Prefecture police after the incident. Among the four criminals, Takao Minunuma, the only one to survive, also accepted the sanction of the law, and he will probably be in prison for the rest of his life.

Spent.

Fujiwara Yu finally embarked on his journey back to Tokyo. Before leaving, he did not forget to buy some souvenirs from Hokkaido so that he could distribute them to several subordinates who were "waiting for food" when he returned.

Buzzing.

The phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was from Yamato Kansuke.

[Yamato Gansuke: If you have a chance to come to Nagano Prefecture next time, remember to come see me.]

Fujiwara Yu raised his eyebrows, and the quick editor replied directly. He lost before and had to win back this time.

After Yamato Kansuke, who was sitting at his desk at the Nagano Prefecture Police Headquarters, saw the content sent by Sosuke Takaji, he put down the thermos cup in his hand speechlessly and cursed with a smile:

"This kid is really eager to win and lose."

On the screen of the mobile phone, a sentence suddenly appeared.

[Sosuke Takaji: If Officer Yamato has a case that cannot be solved, I am willing to donate my brain cells, no need to be polite to me.]


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