Chapter 604: Being a subordinate of Krell will shorten his life
A few minutes ago.
Fujiwara Yuu dragged the body of Kenzo Masayama and randomly found a hidden corner to place it. He quickly passed through the fire escape and took Miyano Akemi and others to the 75th floor where the fire would not spread in a short time.
After seeing the injuries on Mingmei's body, a look of guilt appeared on her face.
He was so eager to seize the organization that he neglected to protect important people.
Whether you are a police officer or your boyfriend, you are both irresponsible.
Miyano Akemi noticed that Fujiwara Yuu was looking directly at her wound, and comforted her with a smile:
"Don't show such a scary expression. The wound has been treated. Just wait until you get to the hospital for debridement."
"Did Shiho handle it for you?" Fujiwara Yu leaned down and asked in a low voice.
"Well, I'd like to trouble you to coax those children later. If it weren't for their bravery and wit, something big might have happened today." Miyano Akemi looked at her anxiously and lifted up the tablecloth, trying to find Haiyuan.
The sad young detective team said with a smile.
Fujiwara Yu nodded. He had already wanted to say something. He walked up and patted Yoshida Ayumi on the head and explained:
"You guys, stop looking for him. Haiyuan's ankle was sprained. He happened to meet me. I've already sent him downstairs."
"Huh?" Yoshida Ayumi tilted her head in confusion. She took out her detective badge and tried to contact her, but she remembered that Xiao Ai's badge happened to be under repair and was not on her at all. She was about to contact Conan, but was interrupted by Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's sharp tip.
The cry made his little hands tremble in fright.
When Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya lifted one of the tablecloths, he discovered strange red dots. Through the moonlight coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could barely see clearly what was installed on the back of the banquet table. It was a long black box with flashing red dots.
A terrible thought came to his mind and he exclaimed:
"Ahhh! This can't be a bomb!"
bomb?
Fujiwara Yu quickly ran in the direction of Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, lay on the ground and looked up, and it turned out to be a bomb.
Damn it, why did the organization even plant bombs in such a place? Is this to force them to die?
He took out his mobile phone and wanted to contact Matsuda Jinpei, who was familiar with the structure of various types of bombs, but he heard Miyano Shiho's voice coming from the side:
"Officer Eagle, are you planning to dismantle them? Give up. According to their style, bombs are probably placed on every table. You may be blown to pieces before you can dismantle the first one."
"Did you see the time for the bomb to detonate?"
"Yeah." Miyano Shiho leaned against the bar counter. She reached out and moved away the wine bottle that was blocking everyone's view. Sure enough, there was a bomb showing a countdown on the counter.
There were only four minutes and nine seconds left before the bomb detonated.
Fujiwara Yu frowned deeply. He guessed that the purpose of the organization was to confuse the police and prevent them from noticing their true purpose... Humph, did they want to blame the terrorist attack?
The mobile phone in the pocket vibrated, and after it was connected, Kudo's anxious voice came:
"Hey, Brother Yingji, I think you can drive..."
Fujiwara Yu glanced at the red Ford Mustang sports car on the stand, interrupted his thoughts directly, and said:
"I did think about it, but the car isn't big enough for three adults."
"Hey? Why three?"
Miyano Shiho, who happened to hear the content of the call, raised her eyebrows. She raised her fingers at Fujiwara Yu, who honestly handed over the phone with both hands and held a second of silence for Kudo.
"Ah? A certain great detective doesn't want the antidote anymore?"
When Edogawa Conan heard the sudden change in the voice on the other end of the phone, his first reaction was that it was a bit strange. But after listening carefully to the other party's speaking style, could it be someone else if it wasn't Haibara Ai?
Isn't it? How dare this guy take a temporary antidote? Hasn't she always been afraid of organizations?
Edogawa Conan squeezed out a flattering smile on his face and said quickly:
"Of course not, absolutely not, I still really want the antidote."
"Then let's find a way to ask Ms. Tokiwa to open the roof of the swimming pool in Building B. We are ready to go there."
Miyano Shiho hung up the phone directly. She suppressed her physical discomfort and looked at Fujiwara Yuu and asked:
"You should have other ways to escape, right? I'll take them out of here, can you do it alone?"
"She has sprained her ankle and can't drive, and you..."
"Who said I can't drive?"
"ah?"
Miyano Shiho glanced at the surprised Fujiwara Yuu, walked directly to the sports car, skillfully turned the car key, and explained aloud:
"When I was in the United States, I learned to ride Harleys, four-wheelers, and fly in the sky."
"...Excuse me, I underestimated it." Fujiwara Yu touched the tip of his nose awkwardly. He did not expect that the organization would also teach minors how to drive various types of vehicles, and the technical school teachers were not so enthusiastic.
Seeing that the problem had been solved, Fujiwara Yu helped Miyano Akemi get into the passenger seat, and then took care of the three children to sit in the back seat and not move around.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya glanced worriedly at the bomb that was about to detonate in two minutes and asked:
"Brother Tingji, aren't you coming with us?"
"Don't worry, I have other preparations. You must listen to the words of the two sisters. When the time comes, you must lower your body and hold on to the armrest next to you. Do you understand?" Fujiwara Yu reached out and rubbed Mitsuhiko's head, speaking softly.
"Understood, I will protect Mitsuhiko and Ayumi well!" Kojima Motota promised, patting his chest. He looked forward with a serious look on his face, already ready to use his weight advantage to help his good friends.
Fujiwara Yu curled his lips. He took out a pocket pistol from his waist. After confirming that the bomb countdown was enough for him to run to the roof, he quickly fired at the glass curtain wall and shot as much as possible through the thick glass to prevent the car from running out of speed.
Crash.
After completing the shooting, he placed the bombs collected by the Young Detective Team in a suitable location, gestured to Shiho Miyano, who was sitting in the driver's seat and was sweating profusely, and ran up quickly.
Fujiwara Yu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed White, who had been waiting in the distance:
"White, you can approach the building now. When it explodes, remember not to approach immediately. Do not approach until you see the fireworks. Remember to open the hatch."
"Fireworks? Okay, no problem."
The intensity of the fire on the roof was not exaggerated, and there was still room for a run-up.
After Fujiwara Yu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Kudo, he twisted his body and did warm-up exercises to ensure that the speed he would run at would be his limit.
When there was a huge explosion and the sound of glass breaking from downstairs, a light blue light suddenly burst out from the roof of Building B, and then rose into the sky and turned into a gorgeous fireworks.
After receiving the prompt, White controlled the helicopter to approach. Just when he was wondering how Krell would get on the helicopter, he suddenly saw a black shadow falling from a high place - wasn't it? It happened in this way again.
?!
Fujiwara Yuu firmly grasped the landing gear of the helicopter and successfully entered the cabin using the core strength of his waist.
As a result, before he could experience the joy of surviving the disaster, White made the following mistakes:
"Mr. Krell, you are really messing around! What if you don't catch me?!!!"
He really felt that as a subordinate of Krell, sooner or later he would suffer from heart disease.
Fujiwara Yu touched the back of his neck with some embarrassment and reassured: