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

After confirming Xiaolan's current combat effectiveness, Wakamu Ryo, who watched a good show by the way, immediately stretched his muscles and prepared to fast forward to the last scene of the script and engage in a pleasant table-turning activity.

Why did the casino people set the game time to three hours this time?

The underwater palace chosen by the casino as a gaming location has a methane hydrate layer on the seabed nearby - in a low-temperature and high-pressure environment, water molecules will combine with methane to form a water cage structure.

A simple understanding is that in three hours, the entire underwater palace will be filled with methane. At that time, any spark will explode directly.

In the original plot, Conan kicked the iron chain into the air, and the sparks caused by the friction between the iron chain and the stone wall detonated the methane.

However, if Wakamu Ryo takes over here, so many steps will not be needed.

Anyway, most of the people involved in this battle royale are already dead. As for the remaining ones, the casino had no intention of letting them survive until the end.

What those psychologically distorted gamblers like to see most is the look of despair on the faces of those who think they have survived to the last moment and are about to receive huge bonuses.

Ruo Muliang lowered his eyes and lightly snapped his fingers.

"boom!"

Huge waves rose into the sky.

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"orchid!!!"

The huge waves caused by the explosion could be clearly seen even from the shore several kilometers away.

Mouri Kogoro struggled desperately and rushed into the sea regardless of his efforts.

After learning the news that his daughter was missing, Mouri Kogoro, who was still drunk, sobered up in a second.

He forcibly suppressed his temper and listened to the doctor explain the cause and effect, and then he went straight to the seaside in the heavy rain, hoping to find a speedboat willing to take him on board and go out to sea to find his daughter.

Dr. Agasa and Wakamu Ryo, who was a little slow, quickly stopped him from left to right.

Even Haibara Ai tried hard to hug his calf, fearing that Mouri Kogoro would jump into the sea without paying attention.

"Let me go, I'm going to save Xiaolan!"

On the sea, Conan borrowed a speedboat from the owner of the B&B, but it was almost knocked over by huge waves. He hugged the side of the boat to prevent him from being swept directly into the sea.

"Yuanzi, Xiaolan..."

"orchid!!!"

Still too late?

Conan lay embarrassed on the rocking speedboat, staring blankly in the direction of the huge waves, as if he had lost the ability to speak and think.

That loud noise just now, that level of explosion...

"Edogawa, Edogawa!"

Haibara Ai's voice came from the detective badge pinned to her chest, "Hurry up and turn on the tracking. I used the spare glasses to re-track the signals on Miss Mori and the others!"

what?

Conan's empty eyes trembled, and he pressed twice with trembling hands before turning on the image display on the tracking glasses.

The two small dots stayed quietly two kilometers away from him.

Conan raised his head, wiped a mixture of rainwater and seawater on his face, tried to identify the direction in the dark environment, and then rushed out in the speedboat.

Haibara Ai on the shore breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wakamu Ryo, who was trying to control Mouri Kogoro while gesturing to her.

understood.

Haibara Ai secretly apologized to Uncle Maori in her heart, and then skillfully took out the spare watch-shaped anesthesia gun from the doctor's pocket.

Wakamu Ryo helped the fainted Mouri Kogoro to take shelter from the rain under the eaves of a nearby house, and sighed without sincerity: Hey, uncle is so pitiful (great reading)

But don't worry, your daughter is safe.

"Conan didn't do anything stupid."

Haiyuan Ai nodded, "Well, he should follow the location to find someone now. But, Brother Ruomu, they really..."

Are you okay?

"Don't worry, Xiaolan's luck has always been very good, and nothing will happen."

Ruo Muliang touched Haiyuan Ai's wet hair, and easily took out a clean towel from his bag. Ignoring Haiyuan Ai's quiet protest, he wrapped it around Haiyuan Ai's head and began to wipe his hair.

On the other end, Conan drove the speedboat to the shore of Nourichi Island. He couldn't even wait for the speedboat to stop, so he jumped directly to the shore, stumbled and rushed towards the position.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi lay quietly in the dry cave, with relatively soft grass blades under their bodies, and a bonfire burning quietly not far away.

When Conan, who was soaked all over and looked like a drowned rat, rushed over following the location, this was what he saw.

If it weren't for the two unconscious girls and a horrifying baby-face squatting with his knees in his arms, this scene could even be called peaceful.

Conan's steps suddenly froze. When he saw Sangria, all the heat in his body seemed to be drained out of him in an instant. The cold rain hit him, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

The last time we met, this lunatic shot Ireland in the head in front of him, and then, in the name of having fun, forced him to rush to the top of Tokyo Tower in the middle of the night, where he was shot at by his accomplices with gunship helicopters.

Now, are you all chasing me here? !

Ruo Muliang, wearing a baby-faced disguise, squatted by the fire and used the dagger in his hand to prick the bundled straw dolls.

"Oh, the prince finally found the location of Sleeping Beauty at the last minute~"

"If I had come here any later, I would have been tempted to cut some small parts from Her Highness the Princess's body and take them back as souvenirs."

Ruo Muliang smiled as he looked at the emotion values ​​that were flashing on the panel.

Let’s just say, you’re already here, how presumptuous would it be to go back without picking up some cute little corgis?

Conan held the tranquilizer gun on his wrist, feeling as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

Ruo Muliang glanced at the little Corgi's movements, then glanced at the countdown on the panel, and realized that -80, who had run away from home, was about to return, and immediately decided to make a quick decision.

"Don't be nervous, little detective, I'm here to run errands and deliver information to my husband today~"

Ruo Muliang's baby face showed an aggrieved expression.

Conan: "Professor?"

Ruo Muliang nodded and continued to stab the torn straw doll with his dagger.

“The makeup of a casino is actually not complicated.”

"The victims in the gambling game are called chips. Such people usually reach an agreement with the 'manager', and the 'manager' pays them a lump sum and buys their lives.

For example, a large part of those who participated in the death game this time were chips. "

"Those who can plan and arrange some gambling games are called 'dealers'. You should have been exposed to this."

"The ones who are more advanced than the 'dealers' are the 'managers', who usually wear black and white clown masks. Even if these people dig deep, they can only dig up death information. Basically, they can't find this person. .”

“A level above the ‘manager’ is the ‘dealer’, who wears a golden clown mask.

Currently, the number of 'managers' may be in double digits, but there is always only one 'bookmaker'. "

"As for the higher level, who is the person behind the scenes of the casino and the person respectfully called the 'boss'? It's up to you to find out, little detective~"

After dumping the information dug out from the mouth of a certain unlucky masked man to Conan, Ruo Muliang bulged his face and muttered reluctantly.

"I disappeared for so long, and when I came back, I was asked to save people and deliver messages. I'm not a homing pigeon."

After complaining like this, Ruomu Liang chopped off the straw doll's head with a knife and glanced in Conan's direction sadly.

Conan:! ! !

He dared to bet with his detective intuition that he definitely saw anger and murderous intent in Sangria's eyes.

Fortunately, maybe the professor had told her something. Although Sangria seemed to really want to make him, Xiaolan, and Yuanzi look like dolls, she finally put away the dagger angrily and left.

It wasn't until Sangria's figure completely disappeared in the heavy rain that Conan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Xiaolan's side with sore hands and feet, and checked the situation of her and Yuanzi.

There were a few scratches, but nothing serious.

but……

When he thought of Xiaolan and Yuanzi being kidnapped under his nose, and even being sent to participate in some life-and-death game, the anger in Conan's heart couldn't stop boiling out.

At this moment, the God of Death's hatred for the casino organization reached its peak, even surpassing his hatred for a certain black organization.

Danger! The casino is in danger!