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

Hattori and Conan stared at the mobile phones in front of them, lost in thought.

After deciphering the second digital code sent by Yukio Tomitsu: 47 [3] 4, the two people quickly found the second mobile phone behind the block under the silver umbrella.

However, Conan and Hattori waited around the phone for a long time, their legs were numb from squatting, and they did not wait for the second phone to ring.

Conan: "We shouldn't be looking in the wrong place... right?"

Hattori Heiji also turned his hat a little uncertainly, stretched out his hand and held the quiet mobile phone in his hand.

"It can't be that person. Forgot the number of this phone."

"Then what should we do now? The game has reached the eighth game. Didn't he say he would commit suicide after the ninth game?"

Hattori:……

"But we don't have a follow-up code. It's unrealistic to search the entire stadium's stands."

The two squatting detectives looked at each other and decided to wait a little longer when Conan's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Brother Ruomu, what!!!"

Conan stood up suddenly in shock, and his legs were a little numb from squatting for too long, and he almost hit the back of the seat in front of him.

"Have you caught that guy?!!"

Hattori:……

The black-skinned detective stood up silently, rubbed his numb calves, leaned on the barrier and began to relax.

Next time you go out, don’t take Brother Ruomu with you.

I worked hard and ran the entire field several times, and my legs were running in a thin circle. What on earth was I trying to do?

Conan's situation on the other side was not much better. He answered the call as if he was in a state of confusion, and then turned to look at Hattori Heiji.

"Brother Ruomu said that when he went to the toilet between games, he saw a sneaky uncle wearing a hat and carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

He took a chance to take a peek and found that there was a bomb covered with newspaper inside the shopping bag..."

Hattori Heiji:……

Isn't it really because of Brother Ruomu's luck that he happened to hit the bomb?

Forget it, just be fine.

On the other side, Wakamu Ryo poured some healing potion into the unconscious Tomitsu Yukio to promote the metabolism of the truth serum in his body, and then took the time to call Conan.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the Q version of Hongshu has very dedicatedly summarized the causes and consequences into a report.

The cause of Tomitsu Yu's death is not much different from that in the original work, because his bicycle accidentally entered the fast lane and caused a traffic accident.

However, just before Yukio Tomitsu took his son's body home for cremation, the body suddenly disappeared.

One day later, Yukio Toriyama received the photo that made him go crazy.

Because the photos were mailed, and there were no cameras in the community where Tomitsu Yukio lived or the nearby streets, Moran did not find any more clues.

Wakaki Ryo sent a message to Toru Amuro, and took advantage of the last moment when -80 was away to dismantle the homemade bomb brought by Yukio Tomitsu.

In the world of science, it is normal for anyone who is involved with detectives to defuse a bomb or something.

The trip to Koshien was not very pleasant because it was a last-minute itinerary. The ticket that Officer Otaki asked a friend to buy was in a relatively remote location and did not have a good view.

In addition, not long after the start of the game, Hattori and the other three left the game early because of Yukio Toriyama's incident, leaving only a few people who were not very interested in baseball and were in jail.

By the time Hattori and the others received the message from Wakagi Ryo, watched the poor police officer Otaki miss out on vacation, fought off Yukio Toriyama with a bang, and returned to their seats, the game was already over.

If I had known earlier, I might as well have split up and taken Xiaolan and Ruomu brother to Takarazuka to watch the show.

Toyama Kazuba, who didn't know that Koshien was almost exploded, puffed his cheeks, poked Hattori Heiji's shoulder and complained softly.

"Really, you were the one who said you wanted to come to Koshien, and you were the one who ran away after seeing half of it. It's a rare summer vacation, it's really..."

Hattori Heiji:……

Don't scold, don't scold.

"You're right. It's a shame not to have fun during this rare summer vacation."

Ruo Muliang smiled and took out several tickets from his arms.

"Some time ago, the publishing house gave me some tickets to the 'Fantasy Park'. Why not go here and have some fun?"

"Okay, okay, thank you Brother Ruomu!"

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After returning to Tokyo, Wakamaki Ryo had just put on Sangria's vest when he received a call from Gin.

"Come to this address as soon as possible."

Ruomu Liang:?

Why does the model worker's voice sound so murderous?

It probably wasn't because of the leak of the comic...

Ruo Muliang touched his nose, looked at the address sent on his phone, and silently applied dozens of layers of protective shields to himself.

After following the address to the destination, Ruo Muliang looked at the cramped apartment building in front of him and checked the floor.

Almost as soon as he entered the door, Ruo Muliang was taken a step back by the strong smell of blood in the room.

Gin sat on the sofa in the center of the room with a murderous look on his face, while Vodka leaned against the wall a little frustrated, holding a laptop in one hand to search for information.

The source of the bloody smell was the bloody humanoid creature at the door of the bedroom.

Ruo Muliang walked to the corpse, squatted down, and began to observe it carefully.

The condition of the corpse was somewhat similar to that of Tomitsu Yu that I saw not long ago. Both hands were broken at the elbows, and something was blocked in the eye sockets.

Only this time, it was not a baseball but a rice ball that blocked my eyes.

From the convenience store shopping bags scattered around the body, it can be seen that the murderer probably used local materials.

"what happened?"

Vodka raised his head silently and looked at Ruo Muliang with a slightly suspicious look.

"There is a mission that requires the use of some peripheral members, but I contacted them several times, but no one answered the calls of these peripheral members, so after completing the mission, we stopped by to have a look."

Ruo Muliang raised his eyebrows, he must have stopped by to get rid of the disobedient peripherals.

"As a result, this is what you see as soon as you walk in."

Vodka looked at Ruo Muliang and hesitated to speak.

Ruomu Liang:?

I told you it wasn't me!

Against Gin's cold swishing murderous intent, Ruo Muliang stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Vodka's collar, and dragged him to the body.

"Xiao Fu, you have to know that my methods are not so rough."

Ruo Muliang took off Vodka's sunglasses, and the poor driver struggled desperately. He was obviously more than twice the size of Ruomu Liang, but he couldn't get out of his hands.

Ruo Muliang took out a small dagger and floated it faintly in Vodka's eye socket.

"Even if I need to cut some parts from the target's body, I will keep the intact skin first~"

The dagger moved a little lower and was aimed at Vodka's abdomen.

"Like this, start from the abdomen, and be careful not to cut the muscles when cutting."

Vodka took a deep breath in horror, trying to suck in his belly with eight-pack abs, fearing that some lunatic would give him a slap in the face while demonstrating.

Brother, save me!

However, Gin didn't react at all. He just looked at this side coldly with a cigarette in his mouth, as if waiting for Wakamu Ryo's further explanation.

“In addition, in order to prevent damage to the beautiful eyeballs, the entire facial skin must be peeled off, then the optic nerve must be cut off, and other vascular tissues must be removed bit by bit.

Vodka:! ! ! ! !

In the hot summer, the burly driver was so frightened by Ruomu Liang that he broke into a cold sweat.

Gin frowned: "Okay, Sangria."

Ruo Muliang loosened Vodka's collar and patted the non-existent dust on his hands.

"Just giving an example, Xiaofu, don't be so afraid."

"You don't fit my taste."

Ruo Muliang smiled and patted the driver's shoulder to comfort him, but it had no effect. Instead, he was so frightened that Vodka took several steps back.

Seeing this, Ruo Muliang pursed his lips and stirred the corpse on the ground with his toes.

"So, this crude method of digging it out completely at first glance was not done by me."