Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

"Please make your choice as soon as possible and don't delay our time playing games."

An electronic voice urged slowly, and at the same time, a one-minute countdown appeared on the TV screen.

As for the countdown that had stopped before, it disappeared after the electronic voice started.

Obviously, this gives the police one minute to make a choice.

The police officer sitting in front of the computer did not dare to make a decision on his own, and others did not dare to do so even more.

What if you get drawn into a game with a high risk factor?

However, time waits for no one, and 20 seconds passed quickly.

"Three o'clock, do you know which one to choose?"

Jinpei Matsuda rolled up his suit sleeves in front of the priest and said with a sneer.

The priest who lost the game had a gloomy expression on his face. He had been looking half dead ever since the electronic voice mocked him as a waste in front of everyone.

He was completely different from the priest who was calm, smiling, and confident as if he had everything under control.

But no matter how gloomy he is, he will still have some reaction when facing the crisis of being beaten.

"I don't know, I really don't know..."

Seeing that Matsuda Jinpei's fists began to clench, the priest shook his head like a naughty child swinging a rattle and spoke at the fastest speed in his life.

He was afraid that if he took a step late, Matsuda Jinpei's fist would fall on him.

Conan's eyes kept wandering over the three balloons. While he was thinking quickly, the criminal conference hall on the other side was also discussing this issue simultaneously.

The criminal's goal was obvious: to take revenge on Chairman Hojo.

Whether it was kidnapping Hojo Shuya, holding the guests at the wedding banquet hostage, or the current game, these were all means of revenge by the criminals.

But they dare not make a decision easily.

If they accidentally made a wrong choice or ended up losing the game, they would face the wrath of a national public security commissioner.

Especially since the criminal spread the case to thousands of households through live television broadcast, countless eyes are now watching the case.

Even the most reckless detective knew that every decision made at this time would affect the safety of Hojo Shuya and the trapped guests.

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who was sitting in the middle of the back row, looked at the countdown on the screen at the conference hall, which had jumped to 30 seconds. He glanced at the expressions of his colleagues around him, stood up and said:

"I think it doesn't matter which one you choose. The three balloons represent the same game."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Fu Gaoming.

Pleased, approved, recognized, astonished, questioned...

Facing the gazes from all sides, Zhu Fu Gaoming remained calm.

Director Bai Ma did not expect that at a time when almost everyone chose to play it safe, someone would stand up and express their opinions so vividly.

"I agree that the criminals should have already decided on the content of this round of the game, and this method is just to put pressure on the police."

"That's right. It seems like there is a choice, but in fact there is no choice at all. This is a typical Hobson's choice effect."

“I also think this is very likely…”

"..."

Just as the deputy superintendent of police who was sitting next to Chief Bai Ma was about to question Zhu Fu Gao Ming, police officers in the meeting hall stood up one after another to support Zhu Fu Gao Ming.

In the lounge,

Kenji Hagiwara and Conan also deduced this point.

But they have no evidence to prove this reasoning now. If their guess is wrong, they will choose a game where they will surely die.

The consequences may endanger the lives of Hojo Shuya and the trapped guests.

Now Hojo Shuya and the trapped guests are like the final grand prize tied together on the game table. Only by winning the dealer on the opposite side can they get the prize.

Moreover, the only person qualified to make a decision at this moment is Hojo Lianzong.

With ten seconds left, Hojo Liansong received feedback from the criminal conference venue and heard the reasoning and speculation of Hagiwara Kenji, Conan and others, and walked behind the public security officer sitting in front of the computer.

At the fifth second countdown, the red balloon on the TV screen exploded with a bang.

While the entire screen showed the visual effect of gold powder falling continuously, a line of blood-red font came into everyone's sight.

Revolver gambles your life.

“It seems like you guys have bad luck, as you chose the most dangerous project.

Well, then welcome to the second round of the game, Revolver Gambles Your Life."

The flat and cold electronic voice sighed with regret, and then went on to explain the rules of this round of game.

As the electronic voice was narrating, a man wrapped tightly in black appeared on the TV screen where only Hojo Shuya was originally present.

The man in black walked out of the darkness holding a wooden box into the lighted area. Then, in front of all the audience in front of the screen, he opened the box and took out the revolver parts inside one by one.

A gun assembly show was performed on site for all the audience.

The ordinary people who didn't know what was going on watched with great interest, while the policemen who knew the whole story were all furious.

Hojo Yoshihito watched with fear and trepidation as the man in black assembled a revolver, while the others listened seriously to the electronic voice explaining the rules of the game.

What is different from the revolver gambling game that everyone is familiar with is that the game props this time are three ten-shot revolvers in total.

Two of the revolvers were loaded with a bullet each.

The game is divided into three rounds. Before each round starts, the man in black will change the order of the revolvers.

Next, the police will make three choices before the start of each game.

The first step is to choose which revolver to use as the game prop for this round.

Secondly, when pointing the gun at Hojo Shuya, choose whether to aim at the torso, limbs, or brain.

Finally, the choice is whether to shoot first or last.

After the selection is made, the man in black will act as the game host and shoot at the empty space and Hojo Shuya in turn according to the police's choice.

At the end of each round, the man in black will take away the gun used in that round and it will no longer be used as a game prop in the next round.

Also, you cannot choose to shoot first or shoot last twice in a row.

After three rounds of games, if Hojo Shuya is not dead, the police will win this round.

As a reward for the winner, the police will obtain important clues related to the whereabouts of Hojo Shuya.

Hearing this, Conan, who had a bad feeling since the electronic sound appeared, became more solemn.

The worst happened.

The reward at the end of the game is an important clue, which obviously means there is another round of the game.

The priest is three o'clock, and the electronic sound is probably also a digital point. There may be eight o'clock and ten o'clock waiting to play games with the police.

Did the person behind the scenes make the situation known to everyone just to seek revenge against Chairman Hojo?

If not, why?

At the criminal conference, many police officers also discussed the criminal's purpose.

During this time, the police had already discovered the identity of Fr.

A mixed-race person with a Western face, a native of this country.

Judging from his interpersonal relationships and upbringing, this man had nothing to do with the thirty-two murders fourteen years ago.

The 32 Color Murders case had a rather bad impact because it involved high-level government officials and the police department, and all the criminals involved received severe sentences.

The club's minister, who was the mastermind, and several of its senior members were sentenced to death, and the execution warrant was issued within a month.

The remaining members received the lightest prison sentences of more than five years.

During the operation that year, the entire murder club was uprooted by the police. According to the club member list, even the reserve members were arrested by the police.

Not a single one was missed.

Moreover, according to the latest news, the surviving members of the Thirty-two Color Murders and their families have nothing to do with the kidnapping of Hojo Shuya.

After the electronic voice explained the rules of the game, the man in black on the TV screen had assembled all three revolvers.

The cold white light shone on the gun, and the reflected cold metallic light made the entire lounge silent.

The countdown on the TV screen appeared again, and the electronic voice gave the police ample time of ten minutes to make their choice.

The revolvers, whose order had been adjusted by the men in black, were lined up on the wooden box, and there was almost no difference in appearance.

The man in black was not fast in adjusting the order of the guns, and everyone could see that the second gun in the middle was the safest.

Since each gun can only be used in one round, this gun can be said to be the most suitable option to point the muzzle at Hojo Shuya's brain.

The only thing you need to consider is what to do with the remaining two guns with bullets.

After loading the bullets, the man in black turned the magazine with his back to the screen.

Therefore, even Conan, who has the best memory, cannot confirm which shot will be the real bullet in such a situation.

If Xiaolan were to choose, she might be able to win this round of the game unscathed.

Faced with this game that relies entirely on luck, Kogoro Mouri and Conan both thought of Ran Mouri, who can be regarded as the lucky one in the world.

Of course, this is just a thought in my mind.

Not to mention that Xiaolan is not here now, but is waiting for rescue with other trapped guests.

Even if she was there, Kogoro Mouri and Conan would not let Xiaolan make this decision.

If you win, everything is easy, but if you lose, you will have a lot to bear.

The father-in-law and son-in-law were very aware of Xiaolan's kind nature.

If Xiaolan really had to make this choice, she would definitely feel extremely guilty if Hojo Shuya was hurt as a result.

If Hojo Shuya unfortunately died, the kind-hearted Xiaolan would live in guilt and self-blame for the rest of her life.

Therefore, when others were conducting various studies and discussions on how to minimize the damage, the father-in-law and son-in-law unanimously did not participate.

When asked, they all replied in unison:

"I'm unlucky."

They said they remained silent because they did not want to spread their bad luck to others.

Yuya Kazami felt that the two's explanation made a lot of sense.

Several police officers who had heard Inspector Megure mention that Kogoro Mori had such bad luck that he went to the shrine to pray for fortune to change his luck nodded repeatedly as a testimony.

And quietly moved a few steps to the side.

Hearing this, Hojo Yoshihito quickly moved to a position farther away from Mori Kogoro.

in the corner,

The gloomy priest who was originally sitting on the sofa was pulled to the next room by Arakawa Akisa who had received an emergency order five minutes ago.

Jinpei Matsuda, who was in charge of guarding the priest, followed with a happy look on his face.

So only Karasuma Soshin was left, and he didn't fit in with anyone else in the lounge.

After watching the man in black assemble the revolver, he returned his gaze to the carpet at his feet.

It seems that he is studying the carpet pattern out of boredom, but in fact he is waiting for the next exciting show with great anticipation.

At the criminal conference venue, faced with this game that relies purely on luck, even the most experienced detectives can do nothing.

Of course, they don't just sit there and do nothing.

If they are not good at this, they will go directly to the track they are good at.

For example, from the gun parts that the light on the screen illuminated at the beginning, it can be inferred that these guns are not the common six-round revolvers, but the rare ten-round revolvers.

This type of revolver, if not sold through the black market, would generally only be found in high-end shooting clubs or shooting training centers.

For example, deeply analyze every action of the man in black after he appears, and capture every subtle clue revealed by the man in black.

Based on this, they inferred that the person in black was a female, about 20 years old, between 55 and meters tall, and weighed no more than kilograms.

Judging from his movements when assembling the revolver, he should have received some firearms assembly training in a shooting club or shooting training center.

For example, in the priest’s file, there was an entry that mentioned that the priest was a member of a shooting training center.

Isn't this the common point?

While Arakawa Meisa was still torturing the priest, the criminal conference hall was already arranging people to investigate the shooting training center.

As for the whereabouts of Hojo Shuya, Hanano Rina, who was called in urgently, is now in the office next to the meeting venue, typing away on the keyboard.

Outside the inner hall, snipers led by Masahiko Sanada had already found their positions and set up their sniper rifles.

The fully armed STA assault team had reached the inner hall window ten minutes ago, with their hands on the hypnotic gas bombs at their waists.

Just waiting for the signal to act from above.

The countdown on the TV screen quietly entered the final three minutes, and the discussion in the lounge gradually died down.

Through the public security intelligence system, Yuya Kazami can be said to be the person who knows the progress of all parties best.

It's true that everything is going in the right direction, but now there is still a damn revolver game of gambling.

If something happened to Hojo Shuya, not to mention whether the situation on the guests' side would be affected, the Public Security Bureau would definitely face the wrath of the Hojo family.

In the last minute of the countdown, Karasuma Soshin turned his gaze from the carpet pattern back to the TV screen.

At this moment, the eyelashes of Hojo Shuya, who was unconscious on the screen, trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes in the last minute of countdown.

At the fifth second, the ticking countdown finally reached its long-awaited freeze frame.

This also means that this revolver gambling game will usher in the most thrilling shooting segment.