Chapter 603 What was the reason for killing Kenzo Masama?
Masuyama Kenzo directly took off the silencer on the pistol. He no longer had the patience to play hide-and-seek with them. He fished out the remote control device that could detonate the bomb from his pocket, and directly put the remote control device installed in the trash can on the 65th floor.
Plastic bomb detonates.
The huge explosion made Shiho Miyano, who was hiding on the 70th floor, worried. She glanced at the young detective team who were obviously scared but strong and calm. The effects of her medicine should not last long, and strenuous exercise caused her heart rate to increase.
, the efficacy of the medicine will continue to decrease, which is also the result of her several experiments.
She once again wanted to give up hope of living. After all, the organization's target was only herself. They didn't know that Miyasaka Asami was Miyano Akemi who faked her death and escaped.
Thinking of this, when she got up and wanted to leave, she heard the sound of breaking glass from upstairs and a scream that sounded very much like Kenzo Masayama.
What's going on? What happened?
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The seventy-first floor at this time.
After hearing the footsteps, Kenzo Mayama ran quickly towards the direction of the sound. Before he could shoot, a figure jumped out of the darkness and threw him to the ground.
The back of his head hit the ground, which made him feel dizzy. He subconsciously groped the ground to get up, but he didn't expect that the man punched him directly on the chin.
Kenzo Masuyama could feel that his lower teeth had been beaten loose. He spat out a mouthful of blood and tried to see who the person who jumped at him was. Could it be that the intelligence was wrong and there were still enemies in this building?
!
Damn it, Belmod didn't tell him the news at all. Is that woman playing a trick on him?
Thinking of this, Masuyama Kenzo quickly raised his hands to protect his head, gave in and begged for mercy:
"Stop! Stop fighting! Don't you want to know where my accomplices are?!"
Fujiwara Yu, who had been waiting here for a long time, stopped punching. He didn't want to bully the elderly, so he simply stretched out his hand to drag Kenzo Matoyama off the ground, pushed him to the glass cabinet, and grabbed the back of his head.
hair and press it against the cabinet door.
While ensuring that the other party could not see his appearance, he asked in a cold voice:
"If you want to survive, just lead the way."
"I can't lead the way with you like this." Masuyama Kenzo felt a little puzzled. His cheeks were so squeezed by the cabinet door that they were almost deformed, and he had no ability to resist at all.
Upon seeing this, Fujiwara Yu had no choice but to stretch his long legs so that he could reach the tablecloth next to him. Then he tore off the strip of cloth with all his strength, and tied it back and forth around Matoyama Kenzo's eyes five or six times. After making sure that the other party could not see, he let go:
"We are on the seventy-first floor now. You should know which floor your accomplice is on, right?"
He guessed that Kenzo Masayama's accomplice should be Belmod, and that woman had already retreated in a helicopter. However, he was not sure whether there were other members of the organization in the building. In order to ensure the safety of Miyano Akemi and others, he must
Be careful.
"On the top floor, we agreed to retreat there!"
Fujiwara Yu put his hand on his neck, and after making sure that he was not lying, he led him towards the rooftop.
Along the way, he ignored the nagging Kenzo Masayama and was just thinking about whether Belmod had left.
Fujiwara Yu stretched out his hand and pushed open the iron door connecting to the rooftop. He held a pocket pistol and walked forward cautiously. If he found an enemy, it would not hurt to use Kenzo Masayama to help him block the gun.
He stood on the rooftop and looked around. After making sure that no one was there, he asked:
"Mr. Ganshan, are you sure your accomplice is here?"
"That's natural. If you let me go now, I still have a chance to survive. The sniper will be there soon... huh?!"
The bullet pierced between the eyebrows, and Kenzo Masayama, who had been speaking harsh words just a second ago, collapsed and fell to the ground. He never thought that the first person executed by the organization was himself.
Fujiwara Yu didn't expect that Kenzo Masayama would die. He hurriedly knelt down and dragged Masayama Kenzo's right foot and ran towards the stairs.
What's going on? Is the sniper one of our own? Jingguang? But why did he kill Kenzo Masama?
He fumbled for the signal jammer from Kenzo Masayama's pocket, and after turning it off, the headset returned to normal.
"Hey, Akai? What's the situation over there?"
"Judy and I have retreated. The people on the building are our own."
Fujiwara Yu frowned deeply, which meant that the sniper on the building was indeed Morofushi Kagemitsu, but why did he choose to shoot? Did someone ask him to kill Matoyama Kenzo?
Is it Belmode or Gin?
He really couldn't figure it out, so he had to drag Masayama Kenzo's body back to the seventy-fifth floor. Now that the interference from the signal jammer had come into contact, he had to confirm the location of Miyano Akemi and others.
Fujiwara Yu fumbled for his cell phone from his pocket. Just as he was about to make a call, a series of missed calls popped up, all from Edogawa Conan. It could be seen that this kid was really concerned about his own safety.
He quickly replied to an email to Kudo and dialed Akemi's number directly.
"Asami, where are you?"
"The children and I are on the seventieth floor. Is that you who made the noise just now?"
"Well, then I'll pick you up on the 70th floor. Now we're the only ones left in this building. We have to find a way to evacuate."
"OK."
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Edogawa Conan, who was far away in front of the communication bridge in Building B, was in a panic. He didn't know what was going on with Sosuke Takaji, and the Young Detective Team couldn't be contacted at all. He was really going crazy.
Just when he decided to use his skateboard to reach the other side, a crisp sound came from his cell phone. It was an email!
[Takaji Sosuke]: He's still alive, don't worry.
Edogawa Conan couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this email. Is this guy Takaji even willing to pay for a phone call? He frowned and looked at the fire that spread to the 60th floor. At this speed, it will soon be over.
It will swallow up the whole building.
What to do? What can he do?
【Edogawa Conan】: Is there anything I can help with?
There was no reply to the email, and it was not until ten minutes later that I received a reply.
[Takaji Sosuke]: Open your mouth wide and help me eat all the bombs on the 75th floor from the air.
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Edogawa Conan slowly typed a question mark in his head. Even though Takaji-san conveyed the danger in a humorous way, he couldn't laugh at all. He never thought that a bomb had been installed at the venue, so what was Takaji-san's situation now?
Very bad.
We have to think of some way. Is there any way for them to cross the building?
Edogawa Conan lowered his head and pondered, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered a certain prize that his uncle had won!
That Ford Mustang sports car!
He quickly dialed Takaji Sosuke's cell phone, ready to express his bold idea.
"Hey, Brother Yingji, I think you can drive..."
"I did think about it, but the car isn't big enough for three adults."
Edogawa Conan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. He counted on his fingers and said doubtfully: