【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

“By the way, the freight company where the fire occurred, if possible, it’s best to let Officer Otaki check it out.

A person will not want to commit suicide for no reason. Maybe it is because of some changes in his life that made him have suicidal thoughts.

This change should be related to the freight company. "

After Ruo Muliang finished spoiling the story ruthlessly, he thoughtfully stuffed a bottle of mineral water into Conan, who had been running for most of the day, and then turned to continue watching the game in the stadium.

Conan slowly unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips. Then he jumped out of his seat in a daze and prepared to join Hattori in the 13th row of the left half of the auditorium.

On the other side, after knowing the specific location, Hattori hurriedly hurried and finally grabbed a cell phone that started ringing from the hands of a girl in the 13th row.

As soon as I pressed the answer button, I heard crazy laughter on the other end of the phone.

"What's so funny!"

Hattori calmed down his rapid breathing and asked coldly at the other end of the phone.

"Because you two kids are really interesting. Keep up the good work. Why don't you let me have more fun before I die?

I appreciate this pointless effort. "

"Also, don't worry, your phone won't explode this time."

"Hello!"

After the person on the other end said those words that were full of Chuuni feeling, he hung up the call in one second. Hattori Heiji was so angry that he punched the air hard.

After about two seconds, the second password text message was sent to Hattori's mobile phone.

This time the password is still three numbers: 47[3]4

Hattori clicked his tongue, and started reasoning about the new numbers with Conan who arrived.

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Ruo Muliang stretched his muscles, turned his head and glanced at Mouri Kogoro beside him, and then threw a lucky zero to Uncle Mouri.

Sorry, Uncle Maori!

However, since he was going to meet a prisoner who was carrying a large number of bombs with him and was planning to perform a large-scale performance art on the stands of Koshien, he certainly couldn't let -80 interfere with his next actions.

Um? Why do you think he already planned to catch the criminal himself, but still wanted to spoil Conan's face when he came back to borrow the radio?

Of course it’s because of the famous detective’s expression after being spoiled, it’s very cute~

You can never have too much emotional value.

After getting rid of -80, Wakagi Ryo spun around in a refreshing circle. It didn't take much time to find the prisoner who was about to self-destruct this time, Yukio Toriyama, the former consultant of the Teito Industrial High School baseball team, in the stands.

This bearded middle-aged man, who exudes a not-so-pleasant smell, carries an oversized shopping bag, and looks crazy while holding up his mobile phone. He is obviously out of place among the fans, but there is no one around him. People noticed him.

Well, after all, this is Ke Xue's world where Xiao Hei can run around on the streets in broad daylight.

but……

In my impression, Yukio Tomitsu had thoughts of suicide because of his son's death, and he even wanted to drag more innocent people into his arms before he died.

But in fact, he also knew that his behavior was just to express his anger.

After all, the reason why his son Hiromitsu Toriyama died was because he expended a lot of energy during baseball practice. When riding his bicycle home, he accidentally rode in the fast lane and was unable to brake in time, causing an accident.

Therefore, he left messages to Hattori and Conan again and again. In fact, deep down in his heart, he also hoped that someone could prevent his suicide.

Therefore, Toriyama Yukio should not act so...crazy.

It seems that he is not lazy, and it is right to find him personally. There is obviously some unknown secret in this case.

Ryo Wakamaki cast dozens of layers of illusions around Yukio Toriyama, then quietly stepped forward and knocked out a middle-aged man who looked to be in a worrying state of mind with a knife, and then took the stuffed food in his hand. Bomb shopping bag.

Well, it feels great to backstab at any time without -80. I don't panic at all when grabbing bombs and other things with my bare hands.

At this moment, Mouri Kogoro in the stands sneezed inexplicably, and then sat down on his chair.

Wakaki Ryo openly dragged Toriyama Yukio to a remote corner. He opened the small map and checked it carefully. After confirming that a Conan listening to the corner would not spawn inexplicably in some horned area, he casually handed Torimitsu to him. Yukio took a shot of truth serum, then took out a small bottle of smelling salts, and woke Yukio Tomitsu.

As a member of an illegal organization, it makes sense to carry these things with you, right?

Moreover, he didn't want to spend too much time with this person who was not in the right mental state.

"Why do you want to commit suicide here?"

Toriyama Yukio slowly opened his eyes, his expression extremely dull.

"Here, avenge Xiaoyu."

Ruo Muliang frowned slightly, "Didn't your son die in an accident?"

As if he had been poked in some painful spot, Toriyama Yukio's expression suddenly became ferocious, and his hands and feet danced wildly along with him.

"Hands, hands! Eyes! Baseball...ahhhhhhh, I want to kill them, kill them all!!!"

Wakamu Ryo held down the struggling Tomitsu Yukio with one hand.

The effectiveness of the truth serum used by the organization was absolutely reliable. After struggling for a while, Toriyama Yukio slowly calmed down again and returned to a sleepwalking state.

Ruo Muliang frowned and took out his mobile phone, asking Mo Lan to retrieve the case information of Tori Guangyu at that time.

"What happened to your son?"

Yukio Tomitsu's whole body fluttered, and he went crazy again.

"The hand is gone, the baseball...the baseball is sewn on the eye...ahhhhhh Xiaoyu, I want to kill everyone!"

Ruo Muliang knocked out the crazy Tomitsu Yukio with a knife, and his whole face became completely gloomy.

He seemed to know what was going on. No wonder Toriyama Yukio in front of him was in such a crazy state.

It would be difficult for anyone to stay rational in such a situation.

He first sent a message to Toru Amuro, and then made a direct phone call to Vodka.

Vodka, who had just stayed up late to complete the task, and had relaxed a little, suddenly felt excited. He glanced at Gin with a sad face and closed his eyes to rest, and quickly answered the phone.

"S-Sangria, w-what's going on?"

"It's my turn to ask this question. What exactly happened to make Gin-senpai specifically warn me?"

Vodka:…

What have you done that you don’t know about?

He thought about it for a while and then spoke politely: "Just, if you like art or dolls, can you just move to safe house No. 5 next time?"

Anyway, that place is now exclusive to Sangria by default, and no one will have any objections.

Ruomu Liang:......

it is as expected.

"How many cases like this are there?"

If it were just Tomitsu Yu, the people at the winery might not be alarmed. As far as he knew, Gin's recent itinerary did not include Osaka.

Vodka:?

Although the big guy is a full-time driver, he is not an idiot after working in a winery for so many years. He is keenly aware of the subtext of sangria.

"You didn't do it?"

Ruomu Liang:......

"Xiao Fu, in your eyes, do I have such bad taste?"

Slander! This time it’s really slander! ! !

Ruo Muliang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a question. You could hear the gloomy vodka in his tone through the phone, and he trembled.

But after thinking about it carefully, the targets of sangria that I have always wanted to collect seem to be bourbon, rye, big brother, Shirley, Miyano Akemi, etc...

Good looks are indeed something that ordinary people cannot compare with.

And their eyes were indeed pretty enough... Vodka, who realized that he seemed to have been led astray by sangria, silently slapped himself.

"As far as we have discovered so far, there have been three cases. In fact, there may be more, but the police have not released any information."

"I see.

Please help me pay attention to what happened this time, and if there are any new discoveries, please notify me immediately. "

Ruo Muliang hung up the phone, opened the information that Mo Lan had received, and looked at the photo of the boy whose hands were chopped off at the elbow, with two baseballs embedded in the original eye sockets, and slowly clenched his fists. .

No matter who did these things, just wait for me!