Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Under the night sky of Dongming Mountain, the moonlight is like a gorgeous silver ribbon, winding and spreading on the mountain road.

However, the silence was broken by the roar of engines, as if an exciting movement was suddenly inserted into the symphony of the night.

The white Mazda came speeding towards us like a flash of lightning that cut through the night sky, its headlights blazing like torches and its exhaust fumes like thunder.

In the red Porsche chasing closely behind, Kenji Hagiwara gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, stepped on the accelerator and brake alternately, and kept his eyes on the taillights of the Mazda.

The two cars shuttled back and forth on the mountain road, and every turn seemed like a brush with death.

Furutani Rei stepped on the accelerator, and the Mazda's engine responded with a crisp and fierce roar.

The car's body danced along the sharply curved mountain road, and the tires rubbed against the wet and cold asphalt road, making a heart-wrenching scream.

Oh, not only the screaming of the wheels rubbing against the ground, but also Emanuel's screaming.

Because he was going too fast, the car racing on the mountain road had made him completely forget to be alert to the possibility of the gangsters behind him shooting him.

What's even more terrifying now is that his driver, this blond guy is really crazy!

Emanuel leaned back tightly against the chair, holding on to the seat belt with both hands, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.

Although bodyguard Andrew, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was also pale, this professionally trained bodyguard was obviously not frightened by the thrill of the moment, but by his injuries.

While Fūya Rei was driving, he finally pulled himself together a bit and managed to wrap his injured arm with his coat, holding it carefully to avoid any secondary injury from the collision.

As for David Harris, he finally recovered from the shock of the electric shock and managed to sit back down and fasten his seat belt.

However, because of the torture just now, he was a little dazed now. He just swayed left and right with the shaking of the car body, and felt a little nauseous.

...He didn't want to vomit, he really vomited.

Furiya Rei didn't care about the passengers in the car at all. He even blocked out the interference of his five senses and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this thrilling chase.

According to the map he memorized in his mind, he was not far from the finish line of this race.

Furutani Rei precisely controlled the steering wheel in his hands, making the vehicle fly along the mountain wall. He skillfully used the handbrake to make the rear end of the car slide sideways, realistically creating dangerous scenes again and again.

Following closely behind, the red Porsche flashed through the darkness like a red lightning.

Kenji Hagiwara also put all his concentration into it and didn't even notice the gaze from co-pilot Taro Yamada.

Sakurai said that Hagiwara was an excellent driver and could drive his car into the sky.

He originally thought it was an exaggeration.

It now seems that Sakurai's statement was still conservative.

This is not just driving to the sky, this is driving to heaven!

Taro Yamada was as nervous as Emanuel at first, but then he got too nervous and simply gave up.

Well, life and death are determined by fate. If he really loses his life on this mountain road, then he deserves it.

After giving up struggling, Taro Yamada had time to look at the crazy driver next to him.

Kenji Hagiwara himself probably didn't realize what the expression on his face was at the moment.

He looks like a desperado.

Taro Yamada even thought leisurely that it was a pity that he didn't have a camera. It would be great if he could take a picture and let Hagiwara see it himself later.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

Taro Yamada looked down and saw that it was an email from Sakurai.

[You have five minutes to reach your destination. My people are already in place. You and Hagiwara stay away and don't disturb the performance.]

Taro Yamada wanted to reply to the email, but he kept making typos while shaking his head.

At this typing speed, by the time he successfully replies, the car will probably have arrived...

Forget it.

Taro Yamada put away his phone and looked out the window leisurely.

The Porsche's taillights drew a perfect arc over the cliff and fell back into the driveway.

Yamada Taro: …

Ah, the smell of death.

Finally, after turning a very narrow turn, the Mazda almost stuck to the edge of the cliff and rushed to an open area on the top of the mountain first.

The Porsche followed closely behind, using almost the same route, and did a tailspin and stopped precisely opposite the Mazda.

Under the illumination of the headlights of the two cars, the open space in the middle was bright.

Fūya Rei still held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and could clearly see the face of Hagiwara Kenji opposite him.

The same goes for the other party.

The cool air was filled with the strong smell of rubber friction.

In the silent gaze, Furuya Rei and Hagiwara Kenji met each other's eyes and gave each other a knowing smile.

Emmanuel's body finally relaxed, he sat slumped, his mind blank.

The sound of footsteps on the gravel road came closer and closer.

Fūya Rei turned his head in the direction of the voice and was immediately startled.

The person who walked up to his car was...

Rum!

Why is he here!

Was this also arranged by Sakurai?!

Fūya Rei quickly turned his head and looked across.

Taro Yamada was holding down Kenji Hagiwara, preventing him from getting out of the car, while watching the movements here with a vigilant look on his face.

Just as Furiya Rei felt relieved, he heard someone tapping on the car window.

Rum was standing outside his car door with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Amuro. Now open the car door."

Emmanuel was also surprised by the sudden appearance of Rum.

Hearing him say that, she was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something. She turned her head sharply to look at David Harris, who looked innocent and puzzled.

This traitor, he was bribed by Rum!

He put on a good show with himself and attracted the attention of others in the consulate.

After everyone took the bait, they worked together to arrange various "accidents" on the road.

Finally, they took this opportunity to send him to this secluded mountain where few people go, and delivered him to Rum, an extremely dangerous member of the organization!

In order to successfully complete the task, David Harris even went so far as to destroy his own reputation in the middle of the process, preventing him from returning to the consulate to make a decision!

So what benefits did Rum give him!

Now the three people in the car, the driver and David Harris are all Rum's men. His only bodyguard has long been useless and is completely useless!

Am I going to die?

No matter what, Furuya Rei is Rum's nominal subordinate.

And Rum had already revealed his identity with just one sentence.

Since his boss had made the request, Fūya Rei could only obediently open the door lock.

Rum opened the back door with a leisurely expression, held out his hand to Emmanuel, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work along the way, Mr. Emmanuel. My subordinates were a little too inconsiderate. The car drove too fast. It seems that you are carsick. Come out and get some fresh air."

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

Emanuel's hands and feet were cold.

He swallowed, pretended to be calm, unbuckled his seat belt, and got out of the car as the other party requested.

Rum reached out and helped him up, smiling and saying, "It's my fault. I should have told him to drive more steadily."

There was a flash of white light somewhere in the distance.

Emmanuel subconsciously turned his head to look in that direction, and instantly there was another white light, almost blinding his eyes.

Emmanuel had realized what that light was.

That's a flash!

Someone is taking a picture!

His face was photographed!

Rum seemed not to notice...

Oh no, he even turned half his body to the side so that the person hiding in the dark could take a clearer picture of his face.

Emmanuel's expression was a little distorted: "...What are you doing? Why did you bring me here?"

Rum looked at him with a smile and said calmly, "I just think the scenery here is very nice, so I want you to come and enjoy it together."

Emmanuel looked around subconsciously. Under the illumination of the two cars' headlights, the surroundings were pitch black, as if there were wild beasts hiding there waiting to devour anyone. How could he see any scenery at all?

That's just an excuse!

What exactly does Rum want to do?

While he was thinking hard, Rum took out a briefcase from somewhere and handed it to him: "Here, this is my gift for you."

Sitting in the driver's seat and watching the development of the situation closely, Fūya Rei's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Rum" turned his hands behind his back, and suddenly a briefcase appeared in his hands!

This ability to take things from a distance!

This is Sakurai!