The strongest supplier in Yokohama

"Ranbu-kun, is the reasoning over?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the masked man tied the rope to the iron railing of the aisle, and kicked him down amidst the squeaks of the last mercenary.

Ropes were neatly tied to each railing, and a mercenary was hanging crookedly from each rope.

From a distance, the scene once looked like a comedy.

I made a mistake in my estimation, Kanagawa Yuu Kifen. I thought, he could have finished it in just a few minutes.

This group of mercenaries can't do anything else, the human body stroke marksmanship is first-class,

When he rushed up, he was already ready to dodge, but there was a burst of gunshots, and the guns didn't even greet him, and the pouring missiles all hit the iron railing next to him.

A burst of output was as fierce as a tiger, making the iron walkway pitted, and the railings were like magnets, sucking all the bullets abruptly.

Um, are these the legendary mercenaries? Kanagawa Yu looked at them critically.

How on earth did they eat the rice of mercenaries?Gide will cry when he sees it!

The operations of this group of mercenaries were so miraculous that Yu Kanagawa couldn't judge them with common sense, and it took him 5 minutes to solve them.

"Wow, you're here, this man, this man is a monster!" When a mercenary saw Officer Zhongsen and the others, it was as if they had seen some kind of savior. Crying for help, "Help us, we will never dare again."

Their young hearts have been greatly hurt:

The evil deeds that the masked man did to them are beyond description. They just want to earn a hard-earned money. They will be burned by fire, sprayed by water, pumped by wood, controlled by black magic, and frightened by monsters...

They didn't dare, and they wouldn't dare again next time. Wouldn't it be nice to stay in prison, and he didn't care about food.

Following the gaps in the crowd, Conan could see that some of the people's clothes had burnt marks, some were wet, and some even had a leaf hanging on them.

How did that person do it?

As everyone walked in, Oda Sakunosuke's expression froze, his usual gentle eyes lit up again, "Be careful!"

"Bang——" the last mercenary who was hoisted screamed. The bullet shattered his hand bones, and the pistol in his hand fell out of his hand and fell to the bottom of the airship.

He is the leader of this group of mercenaries.

Everyone turned their heads and stared at the gun-smoking gun on Oda Sakuyuki's assistant, dumbfounded.

"Wait, Mr. Odasaku, why do you have pistols?" You're obviously just a novelist, hey!

"Speaking of which, how did your pistol and gun pass the security check!" Can this kind of thing pass through smoothly?

The last member of the Yokohama group of four, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke, is the least conspicuous young man. At first everyone thought he was just a formidable writer. Unexpectedly, he carried a gun with him and was so proficient in marksmanship.

"Well, I knew it after reading Sakunosuke's book. Before that, the law and order in Yokohama was very bad. Sakunosuke brought a gun to protect his family." Yu Kanagawa stepped forward and pressed Sakunosuke's gun, trying to instill in everyone It is normal for Yokohama people to carry guns with them.

He lowered his eyelids, tears seemed to glisten in his beautiful pupils, "After all, Tsukuru is an upright and good man."

"So that's the case," Suzuki Jirokichi was the first to agree, "Mr. Oda Saku is worthy of being a novelist who can write "The State of the World". Even his marksmanship is so good."

"Yes, yes, if there is no Mr. Oda, some of us will be injured." Everyone surrounded Oda Sakunosuke and expressed their thanks to him.

"But if it's Yokohama, it should be normal, after all, everyone is so good..." This is Officer Nakamori, who has been accustomed to accepting Yokohama's supernormality.

Hey, it's normal!Do you want to accept it so quickly? Edogawa Conan choked speechlessly. In Tokyo, if he pulled out a gun from his body, he would probably be caught by the police.

But thinking of the current situation in Yokohama where the mafia maintains law and order, it is not incomprehensible to carry a gun with you.

None of the guys from Yokohama are normal.

"But you don't have to be afraid when you come to Yokohama," Kanagawa Yu raised his eyes and smiled, "Now Yokohama is much better."

"Thanks to everyone's efforts, Yokohama has become a beautiful and livable city. Welcome to Yokohama."

Looking at the long-haired beauty who was smiling from the bottom of his heart, Mori Kogoro, who had just recovered from the anesthesia, grinned and rushed forward unsteadily, wanting to hold her hand and confess.

"Dad, wake up now!" Mao Lilan twisted her father's ears and made a 180-degree turn.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—" Kogoro Mori woke up instantly.

In the midst of the crowd's fight, Mu clone was about to withdraw.

"Mr. Ranpo, I'll go first." Putting down these mercenaries, Kanagawa Yu Kibuki made a seal with his hands in a dazzling way, and with a sound of smoke, he disappeared into the air, leaving behind In situ, there are only a few bundles of bombs that have been dismantled.

"Wait, who are you, don't go away—" Conan struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, but found nothing.

The ninja disappeared inside Noda's skyship just like when he came.

This-no-science-study-ah!

Looking at the petrified face of Edogawa Conan, Kanagawa Yu tried to save the broken three views of this elementary school student of death, "This, this is because..."

"No, Mr. Nakaya, you don't need to explain, I understand, this Mr. Mask is also from Yokohama, right?" Edogawa Conan's voice was full of vicissitudes.

"I know, I know everything, Yokohama, normal, normal."

Well, this child can't be saved.

A stick of incense, respecting Edogawa Conan's broken three views.

Next, everyone followed the same pattern as the mastermind Takamichi Fujioka who was concerned, and the three people who fainted in the living room, and hung them together with the group of mercenaries.

Officer Nakamori and the others stayed behind to supervise the group of people dangling like wind chimes. By the way, they sent messages to the Metropolitan Police Department in Osaka and Tokyo, telling them that the danger was over and that there was no virus on the airship, and then notified them to be careful about the theft of the Buddha statue.

So far, the turmoil is truly over.

"Yu-chan, keep talking, keep talking," Edogawa Ranpo asked for a reward after solving the trouble.

"What, what are you going to talk about?" The children of the Detective Boys came over, "Is it a story? We want to hear it too."

Everyone pricked up their ears.

It's not that they like to listen to gossip, it's because Mr. Ranpo is so good that they are curious about the stories that even Mr. Ranpo wants to hear.

"Well, in a sense, it's a personal experience." Kanagawa Yu raised his finger and pressed it on the petal-like red lips, with a smile that was not a smile, "So, children, keep it a secret."

Because the story has been told for too long, Yu Kanagawa's voice is a little hoarse now, and there is an indescribable mystery in his tone.

The three of them covered their mouths, nodded repeatedly, and used actions to guarantee that they would never spread the word.

So during the next journey, everyone listened to Yu Kanagawa's use of the most simple and straightforward language to bring them into a world.

A world of ghosts and people, life and death, despair and hope, killing and being killed, death and rebirth.

Yu Kanagawa's voice carried a strange magic power. Through his words, everyone on the airship seemed to be able to feel the blood rushing towards their faces, and they could see the unyielding battle of the young swordsman.

Unknowingly, time passed by little by little.

When everyone heard the swordsman's snow-white blade slashing at the head of the evil spirit, and the girl's scream accompanied by the morning sun, everyone held their breath.

A loud bang.

Was the head of the evil spirit cut off?Everyone thought subconsciously.

Wait, this voice doesn't seem to be coming from Mr. Chuya.

Everyone was distracted from the world told by Kanagawa, and then suddenly realized: Isn't this the sound from the sky above the skyship?

Accompanied by a loud noise, the skyship suddenly shook, as if it had been hit by some heavy object.

"What's going on here ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the crowd who almost fell on the shaking skyship exclaimed.

After a moment, the shaking skyship stabilized.

"Did you hit a bird?" Mori Kogoro was terrified.

"If it's an Asuka, I'm afraid it will be at the level of Archeopteryx..." Edogawa Conan didn't believe it was a bird.

The next moment, he saw a man slowly floating down from the sky above the window of the skyship, with red and black lights shining all over his body, and sharp rebellion and rebellion in his eyes.

But when the man's eyes turned to Mr. Nakaya, who was surrounded by the crowd to listen to the story like stars and moons, the rebelliousness and unruliness faded away in an instant.

He looked at Mr. Chuya with an anxious and gentle expression.

"Mr. Kanagawa Nakaya, do you know this man?" Edogawa Conan didn't even think that he was a human being. Can a human float in mid-air without external force?

"Kanagawa Chuya?" The man obviously heard this sentence.

He chewed the name in his mouth suspiciously, his expression lit up a little bit.

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Yokohama, Chief Office.

A cup of steaming black tea, an exquisite refreshment, a blurry photo, and a phone that is being dialed.

Amidst the beeping sound of waiting, a hand slowly appeared in the field of vision.

The hand in the white medical glove caressed the delicate cheek of the boy in the photo little by little.

The slender fingers closed together, as if wanting to hold Shuli's young man in the palm of his hand.

As the busy tone ended, someone picked up the phone:

"Moshi Moshi, is this Shibusawa-kun?" Mori Ogai took it easy, with a certainty that he couldn't refuse, "There is one thing that I want to ask you to do again."

There is a bottomless undercurrent in the deep eyes, and the corners of the gracefully curved pale mouth are raised, revealing a smile that is bound to win.

"After all, I'm really curious about something..."

The mysterious and silky tone gradually disappeared from the opened and closed lips, which was the prelude to the hunter's netting.