Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Flames were burning on the cruise ship. Compared with the once luxurious hall, the dilapidated environment became peaceful at this moment.

"I never thought that the chief Odagiri Toshiro who I visited last time with brother Natsume to investigate Xiaolan's amnesia case turned out to be an undercover agent of the organization, codenamed Hibiki." At this moment, Conan didn't know what emotion to express.

After all, he had no grudges against Chief Odagiri and had received his help many times. Now that he knew that he was an undercover agent of the organization, he was not blindly attracted to him at first.

The ones who really don't know how to express their emotions should be Inspector Megure and others who have worked with him for many years. What will Uncle Mori do after he knows the truth?

Think about it... a police officer who upholds law and justice actually mixed with a member of an anti-social terrorist organization and even became a high-ranking official. It is somewhat ironic.

Natsume stood up and took back the recorder. "This is just an inference after all. As detectives, we rely on evidence. But be careful. Maybe it's true."

Haha, no need for maybe, the NPC's promotion to regular position should be 100% certain now.

Conan raised his head, looked at him, and said, "Natsume-san, what should we do now?"

Natsume Xing thought about it and looked out the window. The helicopter in the night sky had stopped attacking and was changing its direction. It seemed that it was restrained by something.

Now, there is only a short period of time before the ship sinks. Of course, there is no time for you to think about anything else.

Thinking...!!! Natsume Xing's pupils suddenly trembled, because when he looked outside, he saw the gray sky after sunset, which instantly reminded him that there was someone on this ship!

Sanhua Liquor! Oh no, there was a case, and there has been no movement in the past two days, so I ignored it!

Conan turned on the locator, and the locating point was moving quickly, twisting and turning, and he was thinking.

"Natsume-san, she seems to be going somewhere, probably to the cold storage."

"Well, should be...!!" Natsume Xing suddenly remembered something, as if he had overlooked a detail, and clenched his teeth.

At this time, Conan's face darkened and he said, "Natsume-san, there was a gunshot in the bug just now. It was from Taketsuru!"

Natsume Star: "Oh, it's Karasuma Haruki. Could it be that... Conan, do you remember what happened when Sonoko disappeared when you were playing hide-and-seek during the day?"

Conan: "I remember, in order to find Sonoko... eh, yes, Karasuma Haruki seemed to deliberately ask us to look in the cold storage. Could it be that his purpose at that time was to let us discover what the organization wanted to hide?"

"It should be like this now, but I don't quite understand why the organization attacked the cruise ship. Isn't this actively exposing what they want to hide?"

"I don't know. Maybe I need to ask Karasuma Haruki to find out."

"We have to go find him..." Natsume thought about it and found another problem. He was not calm anymore. "No... What he just said in the recording was that he was staring at Taketsuru. In other words, he thought Taketsuru was the only one on the boat."

"Natsume-san, what's wrong?" Conan still didn't understand. Perhaps during dinner, his attention was focused on Ai and Taketsuru who were alerted by the radar, so he didn't notice...

Natsume Xing's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Oh no, Karasuma Haruki is in danger! He doesn't know that besides Taketsuru, there is another more dangerous person on this ship!"

"Natsume-san, who?"

"Three flower wine!"

……

In the lifeboat at sea, we have to wait for rescue from the Coast Guard, but in a disaster, there will be no leisure time. In a crisis, everyone is in danger.

"Xiaolan, are you okay? I hope nothing happens to you." Sonoko clasped her hands together, probably praying while worrying about the internal friction.

The boat is already half submerged, you guys better get out quickly.

Ayumi: "I wonder how Conan is doing now."

Mitsuhiko: "Maybe he is with Natsume-sensei, discussing how to escape."

"Don't worry too much about him. It's not easy for him to get into trouble." Xiao Ai said calmly, knowing the situation in her heart.

Going back to look for clues about the organization was his own choice and he couldn't blame anyone.

Ding ding—the detective badges of the three little ones and Ai rang, and the three little ones were overjoyed.

It was another day when Zhuo Zhen and Maria looked at each other with envy. We also wanted the detective badge.

Ayumi: "Conan, are you safe now?"

Yuanta: "Conan, why are you crazy? Why are you running back?"

The rational Mitsuhiko knew that Conan wanted their help with something, "Conan, what's the matter?"

Conan: "Mitsuhiko, do you have a map of the cruise ship?"

Mitsuhiko: "A map? We are in the lifeboat now, and we have nothing but the detective badge..."

"I have a map," said Dr. Agasa, taking out a simplified version of the cruise ship map from his backpack, which also marked the approximate location of the cruise ship.

"I picked it up during the day when I went for a massage and never thought it would come in handy."

"Dr. Agasa, you're awesome!" Mitsuhiko took the map, Takuma and Maria came to help unfold it, and Mitsuhiko took a look at it.

Conan and the others are probably in the lobby.

"Conan, we have a map. Where are you going?"

Conan and Natsume were speeding on the ship, but because the upper buildings of the cruise ship were bombed, many passages were destroyed or changed.

The routes I remember in my mind are no longer useful. It is impossible to move forward without a map.

Conan: "Mitsuhiko, tell me all the ways to the cold storage we went to when we were looking for Sonoko."

"Okay, the cold storage, right? Let me take a look." Mitsuhiko searched for the path connections of the passages on the map, but Conan said that many roads were blocked, and they had to find all possible passages at once in a short period of time.

Now it is a race against time, and Mitsuhiko feels deeply stressed.

"Let's help too!" Genta, Ayumi, Takuma, and Maria also joined in.

It’s time to use their imagination, but in general, there is strength in numbers!!

Ai made a final analysis based on the path found by the five little ones, "Edogawa, judging from the dispatch of the helicopter bombing, this path is the most likely, you guys try to go this way."

"Okay, thank you very much. Next, I'll trouble you to provide real-time navigation." Conan nodded to Natsume Star.

Five little ones: "Okay!!"

Natsume Xing smiled knowingly, this is what a real Boy Detective Team should look like.

As a detective, you have your own highlights; as an assistant, you have your own value. Now it’s you who deserve the most praise.

The road is clear, and the next step is to rescue Karasuma Haruki. There are many things that need help to solve.

……

Boom! !

Darkness and gunshots mixed together. Amid the smoke and ruins, the cold storage had sunk almost to the sea level.

Zhuzuru panted heavily. It was enough for her, a researcher, to play tag.

"This is where those things are stored." Taketsuru used a master key to open the iron door of the cold storage.

The power system had been blown up, the air conditioning had stopped, and there were no lights inside. In the pitch darkness, only the fragrance of vegetables and seafood wafted out.

During the previous bombing, the ice in the cold storage began to melt, and with it came the smell of meat and what seemed to be the smell of moldy and spoiled braised meat.

Whose braised meat became moldy and spoiled?

Zhuzuru seemed to have mysophobia. He vomited and took a step back, "Huhu, now..."

"Whatever you say, I'm against whatever you do. Don't try to do anything evil under my nose." Karasuma Haruki walked out and raised his gun.

"Now I want to ask a question. Aren't you trying your best to hide the thing you are transporting? Why are you sending helicopters to attack the cruise ship now?"

"I had tried every possible way to get Maori Kogoro to find those things in the cold storage without causing a riot. I even secretly moved Kusaka Hironari's bomb and blew up the bottom of the ship after the police arrived."

"But now, you actually took the initiative to attack the cruise ship. What are you trying to do? Are you going to tell the world what you have done?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you~" Zhuzuru raised the corner of his mouth in contempt. To him, it really didn't matter.

boom!

There was a sound of gunfire and blood flowed. Zhuzuru's thigh was grazed by the bullet and he squatted down in pain.

Karasuma Haruki showed no mercy and aimed at her head, "You...it doesn't matter, the ship is about to sink anyway, I..."

Swoosh! !——

At this moment, time seemed to freeze and the surrounding noise disappeared. In the silent environment, the sound of a sword breaking through the air came from the sky.

The gushing blood filled the air. In the soundless environment, there was no flow of blood, no chopping or collision, only the sound of one person gasping and wailing in pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

In the dim sky, a hand holding a pistol with blood flowing out flew in the sky. In Taketsuru's shocked sight as if time had stopped, the hand fell to the ground, and a little blood even splashed on Taketsuru's face.

The environment returned to normal, but the screams of pain were hard to stop.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!" Karasuma Haruki's expression was ferocious, his face seemed to be curled up into a ball, and the heart-wrenching pain almost made him faint.

He knelt down, trembling as he covered his bloody arm. The shocking cross-section and the pure red color made people shudder.

Karasuma Haruki's right palm was suddenly chopped off by a sword.

"Uh uh uh...who..." Karasuma Haruki gritted his teeth, endured the piercing pain, and stared at the front with wide eyes.

The man was dressed in black, wearing a hood, holding a three-foot sword in his hand, blood dripping from the tip of the sword. The black figure exuded a dark aura as if he had walked out of Shura Purgatory.

Sanhua Jiu turned her head slightly and looked coldly at Karasuma Haruki, her eyes as creepy as the underworld revealed in the shadows hidden by her black hair.

"Jian...you...you are, San...Sanhuajiu?!!" It was so difficult for Karasuma Haruki to say a word now, but he still endured the pain of broken hand and stood up with great momentum.

“I was careless. I didn’t expect there would be Sanhua wine here. You… uh uh!”

Sanhua Jiu sneered and swung the sword, shaking off the blood on the sword. "Hehe, in order to guard against the organization's back-up plan, you have already controlled all the crew members on the Aphrodite in your hands these days. Unfortunately, I can only say that I hid too well, hiding in the dark, and you never found me."

"Actually, last night I heard the deputy captain report that a crew member was missing. I was suspicious at that time, but the murder happened and I ignored it for a while."

"Now it seems that you did it," Karasuma Haruki said viciously, shouting, "Why did you kill him?!"

"Ha, killing people," Sanhuajiu said jokingly, mocking him and treating the pistol as nothing.

"Need a reason?"

Life? Haha, he doesn't care.

"You!!...You lunatic." Karasuma Haruki was furious and spoke in a deep voice with resentment.

Sanhua Jiu bent down and picked up Karasuma Haruki's severed palm from the ground. He grabbed the severed palm and twisted it hard. There was a sound of bones breaking. The fingers bent backwards at a completely unnatural angle, and even bone spurs were torn out.

Sanhuajiu took the pistol, brought the severed palm close to his eyes, looked at the scarred and bloody hand as if it were a treasure, snorted with disdain, and threw it aside like garbage.

"Yes, I am a madman." Sanhuajiu sneered evilly and fired several shots at Karasuma Haruki.

Karasuma Haruki's pupils shrank, and he dodged hastily but was still hit on the shoulder by the bullet. He retreated repeatedly and struggled to stand firm.

"Uh uh uh!!!" Karasuma Haruki was sweating profusely and staring at Sanhuajiu, still not backing down.

Karasuma Haruki held his breath, glanced at the second gun hidden at his waist, turned around quickly and drew the gun.

Ok?

Sanhuajiu's dark eyes remained unchanged, and his little movements could not be hidden from me.

Just as Karasuma Haruki pulled out his gun, he heard a bang in the air, and the gun in his hand flew out, along with flying blood and... a finger.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Karasuma Haruki buried his severed finger under his armpit in pain. The unstoppable blood dyed large areas of his clothes and the floor red.

"Hmph, bug." Sanhuajiu's brows shrank into a playful and compassionate expression, and the black barrel of the gun was aimed at Karasuma Haruki's head.

Karasuma Haruki laughed at himself and accepted his fate, "Haha...hahaha, I... am still immature. I am ashamed of my father, elder brother, and Mr. Itlin's trust."

Sanhuajiu, with rare compassion, let him finish his last words, "Don't worry, just don't let me down in your next life."

When he was about to pull the trigger, suddenly, a gust of whistling wind rushed in from the entrance. Sanhuajiu looked over and saw a magical, glowing... missile, smashing towards him like a raging wave.

"What is that?!" Sanhuajiu was shocked, but it seemed that he understood what it was, because he had seen it before.

The missile flashing white light was getting closer and closer. Sanhuajiu laughed arrogantly, and the sword in his hand spun around. The sword was like a moon-breaking python, and the sword tip was wild. In an instant, the missile football was split into two.

"I have fought in battles over three thousand miles in my lifetime, and my sword has been as powerful as a million men."

Sanhuajiu's eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered, "It's useless."

Ok?

Because Conan's missile football is inflatable and has a very high air pressure, when it is cut off, the internal gas pressure is released and explodes in front of Sanhuajiu.

"It's so powerful!" Sanhuajiu blocked it hurriedly, and when he could see clearly again, he saw a faint reflection in the air.

!!! In the interval between the football explosions, the anesthetic needle took the opportunity to shoot at Sanhua Liquor.

"Anything else?" Sanhuajiu recognized the dirty trick of the kid with glasses at a glance and knocked him away with a sword.

However, these are just attacks to attract attention. The real attack... is Natsume Hoshi!

Before Sanhua Jiu blocked, Natsume Xing picked up a piece of cloth, covered his face with it, and rushed over.

Everything happened too fast. When Sanhuajiu reacted, Natsume Xing knocked the gun out of Sanhuajiu's hand with a knife, and then kicked away his sword-holding hand to prevent him from exerting force.

Then he leaned back, grabbed Sanhuajiu's arm, and did an enhanced version of the Maori style shoulder throw!

Sanhuashu was thrown out and hit the wall. Natsume Xing would not get entangled with him. He carried him on his back while Karasuma Haruki was stunned and shocked and could not react at all.

The wind is strong and the best strategy is to run away!