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

When Hattori Heiji was panting and kicked open the theater door, Raphael had been maintaining a posture similar to "The Overlord Raising the Cauldron" for five minutes.

Hattori Heiji:? ? ? ? ?

He first saw the unconscious "Wakamu Ryo" on the edge of the stage. He immediately ignored Raphael who was performing performance art and went directly to check on "Wakamu Ryo".

Fortunately, it was just a coma and the person was still alive.

Hattori Heiji immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the edge of the stage, breathing in the air.

Running around all day today consumed a lot of energy. Because he was worried about Wakamu Ryo's safety, he ran all the way here just now. Even Osaka Black Chicken, whose overall strength is B+, is a little exhausted at this time. Feel.

Raphael looked at Hattori Heiji, who seemed to be planning to blend into the background, and suddenly became a little angry.

"Can't you just look at me?"

As a serial murderer who specializes in hunting serial murderers, am I so hopeless?

Facts have proved that no matter how good a person is, after being forced to exercise for more than five minutes while carrying the super heavy Angel, the aura of any mysterious villain can be completely dissipated.

Hattori Heiji gasped and waved his hand.

"Let me slow down."

"Hattori, Wakamu-nii, are you okay...eh?"

When Conan entered the theater with a cane and jumped on one leg, he looked at the strange scene in the theater and seemed to have lost the ability to speak for a moment.

"What happened, what happened?"

Hattori:?

Can you jump so fast with one leg?

Conan may have understood the shocked expression on Osaka Kuroji's face and blinked.

"I came here on the park tour bus."

Hattori Heiji:……

"Brother Ruomu is fine, he just passed out temporarily. As for Mr. Raphael, when I came, he was like this."

Hattori Heiji rested for a while, stood up, and walked near Raphael. In the process, he almost slipped and rolled over the handicraft seat angel because he stepped on the puddle of palm oil.

Give Raphael a spine-breaking buff.

Raphael, who almost experienced a real broken back:...

Hattori Heiji, who saw clearly what the angel was at a close distance:! ! ! !

Hattori Heiji took two steps back, recovered his sanity that had dropped wildly, and then gritted his teeth and dialed the police number.

As for Raphael.

Just let him be suppressed by his own works. Anyway, he can't be suppressed for the time being.

Just looking at this angel, Hattori Heiji could not help but think of the tragic situation of Toriyama and the mutilated corpses dug up by the Metropolitan Police.

He is damned!

Raphael: ┓(′?`)┏

"Aren't the two famous detectives going to help? You don't want to wait until I have no strength. The police will only find a bunch of murderers when they come."

Conan/Hattori:…

"Then let's make a deal. You guys help me now, and I'll help that little brother over there keep a little secret~"

Conan's expression changed slightly, and he jumped to the center of the stage with one leg, looking at Raphael who was in an extremely embarrassed state at the moment.

Hattori stretched out his hand and grabbed the hub of the Angel's wheel, allowing Raphael to breathe, but he did not directly help pull the Angel away.

Raphael wasn't angry either, he just took the opportunity to stretch his extremely sore hands.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, when he moved his hands, the watch on his left hand collided with the cuff of his right hand several times, making a crisp sound.

Raphael lowered his eyes. He was indeed a detective with no hair at all.

"what do you know?"

Conan asked in a deep voice.

Raphael shrugged, "The style of the chairs in Ito Suehiko's conference room doesn't match the overall decoration, right?

It was a chair he had specially installed. There was a fingerprint scanning device on the armrest of the chair.

And you are the only one among everyone who touches the fingerprint scanning device again and again. Therefore, it is not a strange thing that the identity will be exposed, the famous detective Kudo Shinichi.

The body may become smaller, but the fingerprints will not change easily.

So, Hattori Heiji-kun, can you help move this thing away? You see, my legs are so stuck that I can't move, so you don't have to worry that I will take the opportunity to escape, right? "

Hattori:……

Hattori Heiji turned to look at Conan with an indescribable look, and silently pulled the angel away.

"Thank you, Hattori-kun. Don't worry, I'm a very trustworthy person."

Weird.

Raphael grinned and rubbed his injured shoulder.

Conan looked at Raphael who made some noises from time to time with a gloomy face, and asked:

"A high school student turned into an elementary school student. You don't seem surprised at all when faced with this kind of thing?"

Does this person in front of me have anything to do with the black organization?

After all, in his more than ten years of life, Conan had only seen Sangria, a pervert who gouged out his eyes when he disagreed. If Raphael was from the organization, it would make sense.

Raphael put his hands on the floor of the stage, adjusted his posture with difficulty, and rubbed his knees. Probably because he moved too hard, the strap of his watch bumped against the wooden floor several times, making a dull thumping sound.

"Rejuvenation is indeed miraculous, but if it has something to do with that person, I wouldn't be too surprised what happens."

Hattori frowned and thought for a moment.

"You mean professor?"

After all, at the beginning, he and Conan had no intention of visiting Fantasy Park because of the recent serial murders. They came here because the professor sent a message specifically.

But the client, Suehiko Ito, died, and Raphael, who was suspected to be the real culprit behind the serial murders, looked half-disabled. During the whole process, the professor seemed not to be seen.

"Is it because of the professor that you are like this?"

Conan's expression changed slightly.

"Wait a minute, you are a hunter, aiming to kill serial killers, so is your target this time the professor?"

"Bingo, that's right. The two little detectives found quite a lot of information~"

Raphael stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Hattori Heiji.

"But unfortunately, I am no match for him, so this is what you see."

Conan and Hattori looked at each other, walked to a small corner and whispered, ignoring Raphael who was stuck for a long time.

Raphael: "Hey, I'm bored, let's chat for ten bucks~"

"Don't you want to know how I got out and why I set my sights on the professor? Do you want the exclusive inside story?"

Hattori:……

I have never seen a prisoner so eager to confess.

"When you get to the police station, the police will have plenty of time to listen to you about the whole process."

Raphael smiled disdainfully: "No, no, no, you don't think I can survive until the police ask me to record a statement, do you?"

No matter how you think about it, those politicians will not let "because the FBI is incompetent and unable to find the real murderer of the New York branch reporter, it released a notorious serial murderer in an attempt to let him kill another murderer." This thing leaked out.

Raphael was even very sure that there might be an FBI sniper ambushing outside the park right now. As soon as he showed up, he would be shot dead.

I heard that a certain legendary FBI agent was in Neon recently.

When he was caught by mistake, it was the work of this top agent. He was shot in the chest with a sniper shot from 1200 yards away. The bullet accurately grazed the gap between the heart and lungs. It was not fatal, but it also made him lose the ability to move.

Suddenly, I wanted to know what it would be like if this walking legendary agent faced off against the professor.

It must be very exciting.