How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

"...Please evacuate as soon as possible."

"Matsuda!"

Matsuda, who was in front of the broadcasting station, turned his head and saw Xin Haikong standing at the door at a glance. He turned off the microphone and explained the situation succinctly. "There are bombs in the mall. At present, there should be six minutes left in the countdown. The exact location and number of bombs are uncertain. We must get all the people out of the mall as soon as possible."

His expression was serious and serious. As if really worried that the bomb will endanger the safety of the people.

Conan stared at Jinhei Matsuda who was sitting inside, and his right hand was still tightly clutching the corner of Xin Haikong's clothes. Although he was very suspicious of the guy sitting inside, he had to say that the other party did a good job in handling this issue.

"Have you notified the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"I contacted but it was too late, the bomb would go off in just six minutes."

Matsuda got up from his chair and walked in the direction of Xin Haikong. "We're not sure how powerful it is. Every floor of the mall has to be checked as soon as possible to make sure everyone gets out. And... I remember there are office buildings above the mall."

"Don't worry too much about the office building. As far as I know, that office building has never been rented out."

The black-haired youth said these words with inexplicable certainty. "If the bomb is real, we just need to evacuate the people inside the mall as soon as possible—"

"New sea and sky!"

Matsuda Jinping suddenly said solemnly: "You have to promise me that you will go out."

This guy's current reputation with him has dropped to 0, and he has put himself in danger more than once.

"I…"

The black-haired young man stopped abruptly, blinked quickly, and then showed his usual smile.

"Of course, I'm not a fool. When everyone is arranged to evacuate, I will leave as soon as possible."

"You better be like this."

The two black-haired police officers met for a while and then separated to evacuate the people.

They all looked very anxious and put their lives on the line.

Conan, who had been following Xin Haikong, frowned, and he had a vague feeling that something was not right.

This feeling can almost be ignored in such an urgent situation, but it is like a stick in his throat, and Conan's thoughts are always broken there, and there is no way to continue.

·

Mixed with panic and anxiety, a somewhat out-of-control crowd poured out from the four open doors like a tide.

The mall security who arrived at the door in time was struggling to maintain order, but in the face of extreme panic, all the human interference was nothing but a drop in the bucket.

Men, women, adults, and children crowded together, and it was impossible to tell who was who. Screaming, crying, cursing, and the noise mixed together, making people's eardrums hurt.

The FBI, who was waiting at the entrance of the mall, was also a little flustered.

"What should I do now? I just came to the news that there is a bomb in the mall. With so many people, we're afraid we can't find an experimenter."

"It doesn't matter, even if you can only bring one back. It's really not possible, we can still follow the car. Focus on all the vehicles near this mall. If the other party wants to quickly transfer the experimenter, he will definitely show his feet."

"Wait, wait a minute, I seem to have intercepted one!"

·

"Bourbon, there's really a riot in the mall. There's a radio calling themselves the police and asking people to put down their gift boxes. It's like saying...that there's a bomb inside that box, and it's going to explode in 10 minutes."

Amuro squeezed the headset tightly and asked with some doubts.

"Gift box?"

Where did the gift box come from? How did the other party put the bomb in it? How to get the police to cooperate?

"It's the gate, the gift box distributed by Santa Claus."

!

In an instant, Amuro Toru understood Moscato's plan as if he had been enlightened. The other party wants to make the large and frightened crowd the best shield. The Moscato who has been hiding and never appeared, shouldn't it be the young man disguised as Santa Claus?

He looked at the door of the mall for the first time. Santa Claus, who was standing there distributing gifts, didn't know where he was going.

"Bourbon! The experimenters are approaching the four main entrances on the first floor."

"I know, let them come out directly, and the teams to meet have already been arranged."

·

The first floor of the mall.

Conan glanced at his watch in a panic, and then glanced at the gate of the shopping mall, which was gradually becoming less crowded, and it was still too late to go out.

But the black-haired police officer in front of him was still looking around, not knowing what he was looking for. "There are only the last two minutes left, Officer Xinhai, can't we go out yet?"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot that you were still with me. Conan, can you go out alone? I have something to do."

The black-haired police officer still stood still, as if not afraid of the bomb that was about to explode. His amber eyes wandered, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Xinhai..." Conan stood just a few steps away from the gate. Brows furrowed. He thought it was very strange. Today's events revealed a strangeness from beginning to end, but he had no way of confirming what the problem was.

"But soon-"

He was about to speak out to dissuade Officer Xinhai, but the other party abruptly accelerated his pace and rushed towards a corner.

Conan just wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Haibara Ai, who had been waiting for him outside the gate. "Are you crazy? It's about to explode!"

Yes, it's about to explode, why did the Xinhai police officer rush in?

·

"Bourbon, the three gates of the east, west and south have been evacuated successfully."

"The convoy has also set off. What about the North Gate?"

"North Gate... There seems to be something wrong with the North Gate. One of the three experimenters scattered to the North Gate has lost contact. Oops, the one who lost contact seems to be a very important researcher. You said the bomb in the mall It won't really explode, wouldn't it..."

Amuro looked at the crowd that had gradually thinned in front of him, gritted his teeth, and rushed in.

·

In the narrow stairwell, a brunette-haired man pointed a gun at another middle-aged man with glasses, and behind them was the stairs leading to the underground garage.

According to normal circumstances, they should evacuate very quickly from this rarely-passed staircase to the underground garage, but at this moment, they stopped strangely in this stairwell.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Okiya Subaru's tone even gritted his teeth.

He finally managed to find out the senior researcher in front of him from the chaotic crowd, relying on his memory and judgment on the members of the organization. Just as he was about to evacuate the researcher from the underground garage, he just ran into Xin Haikong who was chasing here.

The other party was just undercover in this organization, and didn't he sell his life to this organization?

He has minimized the possibility of the other party's exposure as much as possible. He took the experimenter to sneak out of the underground garage, without any impact on the other party's mission. Even so, do you still want to stop him?

The dark-haired youth with a cold expression stood just a few steps away from him, the gun in his right hand was facing him.

"You put people down first."

Subaru Okiya gritted his teeth and wanted to speak, but he was hindered by the researcher under his hand. He simply raised his hand and knocked out the researcher, and said neatly: "How can we let us go? How can we stop interfering in this matter? I only need this person, and it should have no impact on your mission. Right? And you just jumped out like this, not afraid that the surveillance will be exposed?"

"The surveillance has been destroyed."

"Okay, even if the surveillance is destroyed, no one knows that you are here, but according to the policeman, the bomb will explode in just over a minute. Are you still stuck here with me?"

"The bomb won't explode."

"…What's the meaning?"

"This mission does not allow a little failure, you don't understand at all!" The black-haired youth's expression turned pale, the gun in his hand began to tremble slightly, and his tone seemed to contain a certain emotion.

Subaru Okiya really didn't understand.

In fact, he didn't know much about this guy named Xin Haikong at all. At most, the policeman was rescued by shooting at the top floor of the Rice Flower Mall three years ago. He knew that this guy was a policeman and was also an undercover agent of the Metropolitan Police Department, but he was organized by the villain to return to the Metropolitan Police Department.

All the tough words can be superimposed on him, and he does have a certain sympathy and pity for the guy in front of him. Undercover life is not easy, and double undercover life is even more difficult. The state of being caught between the Japanese Metropolitan Police and the organization is difficult, and the other party has continued for an unknown number of years.

But sympathy is sympathy, and he also has his own tasks. He is the FBI, and it is impossible for him to hand over this close clue to others.

"What if... I have to take this person away today?"

Akai Hidey turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed a little at the black-haired youth in front of him.

"Would it be faster than looking at whose gun?"

He tried his best to keep his face straight and put on a vicious look. In the end, he was just scaring the other party, and he couldn't really shoot.

"you-"

Mixed in the black-haired youth's suppressed anger voice, there was a very slight footstep.

The strong intuition developed over the years by licking blood with the tip of a knife made Shuuichi Akai immediately let go of the man in his hand and leaned against the safety door next to him.

Silenced bullets slid past him in a terrifying thrill.

Just one step away, the bullet would shoot through his chest.

Someone attacked him from the underground garage!

After he let go, the comatose researcher fell down the interface of the downstairs and was caught by a man in a Santa Claus costume.

Oops! No one can take him away. And this guy in front of him may have heard his conversation with Xin Haikong. If the other party sends the news back to the organization, won't Xin Haikong be exposed?

Don't let this Santa Claus guy leave alive!

Chi Jin Xiuyi raised his gun immediately, and was about to shoot at the person below.

Almost at the same time, the Santa who caught the researcher shouted:

"shot!"

!

Akai Shuichi froze in disbelief, his dark green eyes widened suddenly.

"Bang, bang!"

The subtle gunshots did not arouse the slightest attention in the shopping mall.

The footsteps gradually dissipated.

In the narrow stairwell, the light-brown-haired youth fell to the ground, blood flowing out from his back waist continuously. His left hand, which had been gripping the gun tightly, was bloody.

Intense pain and extreme anger were intertwined in his mind.

He was still very awake.

He had no way of understanding what was going on.

He had never been in such a situation, even when he was escaping from the ginsman.

More difficult to guard against than enemies are teammates who can backstab.