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After dinner, while Haiyuan Ai was washing the dishes, Shiraishi drove the rental car over.
Hui Yuan Ai went out carrying the luggage bag that she had packed a long time ago. When she saw Bai Shi and the car, she stopped and said, "Are you going to drive there by yourself?"
"Well, this is more convenient." If you encounter a strange task, you can change it immediately. In addition, you can't waste gas discount coupons...
However, this proposal was firmly rejected by Haiyuan Ai:
"In your current situation, driving will be very dangerous, especially if you drive for a long time - if you suddenly fall asleep on the way, even if you can detect your sleepiness a few seconds in advance, you may not be able to stop in time."
"..." Shiraishi couldn't tell her that his sleep was completely controllable. When this was suddenly pointed out to him, he couldn't think of a reason to insist on driving and committed crimes against the wind. This was really not the style that the main body should have.
Seeing that Haibara's mourning bags were all packed, Shiraishi had no choice but to send the car back. While praying that time would not pass too fast, he took the people to transfer to the Shinkansen.
This has its own advantages, it is not as tiring as driving.
However, I always feel that sitting on public transportation can easily trigger tasks that will delay the trip.
But forget it, let’s just delay it. It’s not me who wants to see Miyano Akemi. If I have more tasks, I can get more income...
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After two people left, the house suddenly became cold...
It doesn't seem to be deserted anywhere.
The presence of those two people is not very high.
Conan lay on the sofa and continued to worry about the appointment to watch a movie in the evening.
Mao Lilan had already taken him to the tea party mentioned in the invitation, and now it was his turn to find a way to go to the movie.
Although Shiraishi was very considerate and did not forget this matter, he even called Black Cat before leaving, but no one answered.
Shiraishi had no choice but to send another email to the other party, asking Black Cat to send it to Conan if he could get the medicine.
Conan was moved and thanked Shiraishi for his best help, but he didn't have the slightest hope that the black cat would give him medicine.
Let's think of other ways, such as...
"Doctor, help me make a simulated robot like Kudo Shinichi." Conan began to talk nonsense.
Dr. A Li raised his head from a pile of tools and scratched his Mediterranean: "If I could make that kind of thing, would I still live here low-key?"
"That's right..." Conan lost the energy to dream and lay back on the sofa.
At this moment, the mystery drama on the nearby TV suddenly paused and started to interrupt the news.
"According to reliable information, the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot was stolen the day before yesterday, and unknown persons stole a large amount of explosives containing HMX. Currently, the police have dispatched hundreds of police officers to carry out related searches, but there are no clues about the prisoner at all..."
When Conan heard this, he gradually sat up straight. He subconsciously thought about what would happen next: "If the prisoner uses plastic materials to fix the explosives, he can make a plastic bomb and use it to commit crimes."
——It was as if he heard some kind of call. As soon as he finished speaking, Kudo Shinichi's special mobile phone rang.
Conan glanced at the caller ID and saw a series of numbers he had never seen before.
He picked up the call, but before he could make a sound, a voice that had been changed with a voice changer came from the other side.
The man asked in a strange voice: "Kudo Shinichi?"
Conan also took his voice changer, adjusted it to high school student vest, and responded.
Then words came from the receiver that shocked him:
"I just stole the explosives from the Dongyang Gunpowder Factory. If you don't believe it... you go to Jinchuan Greenland Park now, and I will show you something interesting."
"Jinchuan Greenland Park?" Conan frowned and jumped off the sofa.
"That's right." The mysterious man opposite let out a weird laugh, "If we don't come soon, the children will die."
He dropped the threat and hung up the phone neatly.
This doesn't sound like a prank call.
Conan didn't know where the mysterious man got his cell phone number, but now he had no time to hesitate. He picked up his skateboard and rushed out, asking Dr. A Li to call the police for help, and made an appointment to contact him at any time.
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"the weather is nice today."
Haiyuan Ai sat on the tram, looking at the blue sky outside the window and the gradually extending green space by the river, and her mood improved a little.
"Yes." Baishi was also basking in the sun, feeling quite comfortable and even a little sleepy.
He also looked out the window, thinking about where to go first when he arrived in Osaka, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the green park under the bridge outside through the window.
At a glance, he saw several children with a strong sense of presence.
——Misuhiko Genta is beautiful, especially the triangular shape of Genta is very eye-catching.
The three of them were surrounding a man who looked suspicious in a peaked cap, sunglasses, and a thick beard on his face. Then they happily took something from his hand.
"..." Bai Shi's eyes stopped on this scene for a second when he heard the sound of water dripping in his ears.
He quickly opened the taskbar, looked at the tasks, glanced at it, and saw the words "naughty child" and "daily" on it, and opened the mask without hesitation, and got out through the wall of the carriage.
There is no station nearby, so there is no time to wait for the main body to get off.
The tram happened to pass by a bridge, and Shiraishi floated down in the air in a virtual state. Then he picked a corner and rushed to the park he just saw.
Standing at the edge of the park and looking inside, Shiraishi found three naughty children playing with a remote control.
Their eyes were always pointed in the sky, and Yuantai would occasionally shout a few lines such as "Bomber, bomb him!"
Shiraishi followed their gaze and quickly found a remote-controlled aircraft.
The remote control airplane is very ordinary, but there is an extra small cylinder installed underneath it.
At first glance, this cylinder looks quite harmonious and even somewhat aesthetically pleasing, but when installed at the bottom of the passenger aircraft model, it looks like a component that was forced on later.
In the mission background, there is news that the gunpowder magazine was stolen.
Shiraishi reasoned with scientific ideas and quickly came to the conclusion that this must be a bomb or a bomb or a bomb...
There were a lot of people in the park, and this time Mask was passing by cars again, so he couldn't hand out his sunglasses.
Shiraishi didn't want to show his face, and he didn't want to be the focus of the crowd because of his Chuuni mask, so he used the mask mask's skin this time.
This isn't as intimidating as a mask, but it's almost enough.
Shiraishi was about to go over and snatch the remote control, causing the dangerous plane to jump into the river.
But before he could get closer, Mitsuhiko and Genta suddenly started fighting over each other, and the remote control in Mitsuhiko's hand fell to the ground and cracked.
"..." Baishi looked at the plane that started to fly out of control, then silently backed away, found a relatively hidden place, and took out the gun from his backpack.
...Fortunately, today I am wearing a winery skin, so there is no pressure at all when shooting in the street.
Shiraishi looked at the cylinder under the remote control aircraft, estimated its size and the possible range of its explosion, and felt that there should be no problem.
Then he raised his hand to take aim when the plane reached its highest point. Before pulling the trigger, he glanced at the violation warning light in the corner of the screen.
The light is off. Good, this operation works.
Shiraishi no longer hesitated and shot him.
The stability of many bombs is actually quite good. They may not be useful when shot, and some can even be burned as fuel.
Shiraishi wasn't sure whether he could blow it up with this shot.
However, his luck seems to be pretty good.
——At the same time as the gunshots were fired, there was also a loud explosion, and the loud noise made all the patrol policemen a few streets away look this way.
A street away, Conan was riding a skateboard, looking at the smoke rising in the distance in shock, his eyes gradually losing their luster.