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When such a bad case happened during the summer festival, the central control room was filled with a dull atmosphere.

This place was full of police officers, not only the police departments like Megure Shisan and Shiratori Rensaburo, but even Kuroda Hei, the management officer of the First Search Section, came over.

The huge screen in front of them showed the square mentioned by the prisoner. After consideration, the police finally decided to evacuate the crowd.Prisoners are hidden in the bustling crowds, and if only restricting the flow of people cannot prevent accidents.

Even at a time like the Summer Festival, when this kind of behavior is very disappointing, the safety of the masses is more important.

"There are currently 37 known missing persons reported. The youngest is a primary school girl who is only seven years old, and the oldest is an 83-year-old man. The missing persons have no commonality, and the crime seems to be random." A police officer reported Dao, trying not to look at the detective while speaking.

The boy who was asked to go by name sat very bluntly in the middle, with his arms resting on the armrest of the seat, staring at the monitor in front of him with a pensive expression, as if he was the biggest chief of the Metropolitan Police Department.

However, everyone present knew that Sherlock was just an extra-staff private detective, who would cooperate with the authorities on certain matters, but most of the time he was alone.

But even so, Kuroda Bingwei gave him the most important position, and he stood beside him and someone outside - after all, beside him, there was that "Maori" Kogoro's think tank", Edogawa Conan, and an ordinary citizen whose identity cannot be clearly stated, Toru Amuro.

Xijian Heyin stood up from his seat, and now his every move will attract everyone's attention, not only that he is the legendary Sherlock Holmes, but also because he is the one who was named by criminals to exchange .

"Have you had any enemies with anyone before?" Kuroda Hei asked.

Kuroda Hei once met that administrator. He was a gentle and dignified adult, who spoke and acted without haste, but made people have to do things according to his orders.

And the boy in front of him is said to be the administrator's brother. He hasn't smiled since he came in. Compared with his elder brother, he looks like a tough tyrant, at least in the Metropolitan Police Department where most people know him. , the detective seems to have the prestige of being unambiguous.

"Enmity? That's too much. All the criminals in this world hate me." The detective answered his words, but the content of his words was not very polite, even a little arrogant, but everyone knew that this was the truth.

But even so, Kuroda Hei was relieved, he thought that the detective would ignore him, so he was too embarrassing as a management officer.

"This way you can't go anymore." Conan looked at him worriedly, also because of the existence of Sherlock, even if he behaved a little more mature now, he would not be stared at with strange eyes, "It's too dangerous .”

"Well, then let all the hostages die because of this, and everyone from the prime minister to the police chief will take the blame and resign?" The detective said skillfully, with a slightly relaxed tone, "Danger is part of my job."

"But how could we just let you take risks alone like this? This is not bravery, this is suicide." Amuro said.

"If any one had accompanied me, he would have known at once," said the detective in a tone of assurance, simply stating the fact, not guessing.

"I haven't tried how...do you know who he is?" Kuroda Bingwei's voice was like a bell, only one eye was exposed to look at him, and a timid person would probably be too scared to speak Come, but of course Sherlock is not among them.

"A criminal who is at the same level as me, if you can't even control me, don't try to catch him." The detective spread his hands and said in a helpless tone, "So I have to go there in person... What are your expressions? He might not kill me, maybe he just wanted to tease me."

"I've got to go, I'm going to make a deal with him."

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The once bustling and bustling summer festival street has become empty now, and all kinds of lanterns and festive decorations are still lit on the street. Apart from being unpopular, it still looks very festive.

But precisely because of this, it seemed that this once bustling street was even more weird, just like the fear Chihiro felt when he strayed into the territory of the gods and felt in the empty busy street.

Xijian Heyin is not a timid girl, facing this desolate and bustling street scene, he even thought about commenting on the decoration style.It's just that he just skipped it hastily, he was not in the mood to go shopping at this time, and he arrived at the square soon without the crowd blocking him.

This square is not small, and it is also brightly lit all around. All kinds of colored lights illuminate the square very clearly. Although it is not as good as in daytime, the whole square can be seen in a panoramic view.If the summer fest continues, this is the best place to watch the upcoming fireworks display.

[Be careful, Sherlock, someone seems to be coming. ]

Conan's voice came from the headset, a signal from the central control room.Although the detective is allergic to electrical appliances to the point of destroying them if touched, this communication device installed on him by others is unexpectedly usable.

He did come here alone, but in the distant control room, there were more people watching the development here and reminding him of the nearby situation at any time.

Although Xijian Heyin didn't think it was necessary, but if they didn't do this, they wouldn't let him come here. If he couldn't come here, everything would be meaningless.

The tip of his tongue was a little numb. The excitement of facing the crisis made him feel as if he was soaked in warm water, which was extremely comfortable.

Whether it's because of Sherlock's influence or something else, this sense of uncertainty in the face of danger really pleases him.

The detective reached out and touched the tip of his nose, and replied in a low voice, "I know."

Accompanied by his voice, a shadow elongated by the light appeared in front of him, and gradually came to him.

[Ash original? ]

The shadow shortened as the master gradually approached, and finally saw the face of the young master. The girl with short brown hair looked a little pale, but she stood calmly and unusually less than one meter away from the detective.

There are no ropes on her body, and there are no guards around her. It seems that Hui Yuanai is free.

"My dear Sherlock, we finally meet." Hui Yuanai said in a stiff tone, looked at the detective standing opposite her and shook his head, and said something that was completely unlike what she would say.

The detective looked at her quietly, with a very peaceful expression, and did not show surprise or yell at her for such a weird behavior.

"And everyone from the Metropolitan Police Department, as well as Amuro-kun who is a non-staff member, and Conan-kun." Hui Yuanai pulled up the sleeve of her left hand with her right hand, and a mechanical bracelet appeared on her wrist with a red The small lights were on, as if counting down, "Good evening."

[It's a miniature bomb! ] The speaker is Toru Amuro, he has seen this kind of thing before, in the organization, and has also used it.

The power will not be as great as a real bomb, but if it is detonated at such a short distance, it will probably only be able to live in bed for the rest of its life.

This also explains why Hui Yuanai made such weird behaviors.

The detective saw the bracelet on Hui Yuan Ai's hand, and when he was about to move forward, Hui Yuan Ai stopped him, "Don't come here! If you don't want this child to be blown to death in front of you."

As expected, the detective stopped and did not move forward. He frowned slightly, looked in Hui Yuanai's direction, and said, "You don't even dare to come out to see me."

"It doesn't matter if it was before, but the tail behind you is too messy, which is very dangerous for me." Hui Yuanai's tone was a little blunt, repeating the words in the earphone, "If I am the only one left, I am very Happy to do some casual things with you, but I have to be responsible to other people, next time."

Xi Jian and Yin didn't speak, but his brain was running fast.

He didn't really know what Moriarty was up to, other than to be sure of safety.

Ah, not necessarily safe.Under the influence of Moriarty's spirit foundation, no matter how stable a person is usually, he will try to pursue excitement. If he in the future dies with him without thinking about it, it is not impossible.

Even he himself felt that Moriarty could really do such a thing... In short, he was definitely not a normal person.

He and the behind-the-scenes boss had a few conversations in a novel way, even if the scene seemed rather weird, and the other party had the upper hand.

[There seems to be something wrong...]

Appearing together with the voice in the headset, are the footsteps of many people. Some people are crying, but they are still walking towards this side.

[It's the missing person! ]

The missing persons except Hui Yuan Ai were tied together by a whole chain and walked slowly in this direction.

They all had the same bracelets as Hui Yuanai on their wrists, and they were tied together again. As long as one of the bracelets exploded, everyone would be involved.

So they walked very slowly, and some people huddled in the crowd and cried because of fear.

"The easy life has made you completely lose your vigilance, Sherlock." Haibara Ai said instead of Moriarty, "Now you've lifted your spirits, did you see me excited?"

Keeping the distance in this way, the detective's expression did not change, and he replied in a calm voice, "A little bit."

——In fact, there is no way to describe it in words. This kind of excitement, but I can't tell him.

"But I'm looking forward to seeing you. I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to come to me. I didn't expect you to play detective games with that kid all day long... Is it because I haven't done enough to attract your attention?"

"Aren't you the same?" The detective raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the void, with a slightly contemptuous tone, "Play detective games with me, set up mysteries for me, and ask me to sabotage your plans. "

"So that's the case! It seems that I really don't have the qualifications to preach to you. But as a fan of your career, I still hope that you can focus on your work in the future and don't do unnecessary things."

As if to match these words, the hostage crowd moved towards this side a few more times, and then a dagger with a sheath was thrown out from the crowd without knowing who it was.

"I should have punished you for this, but I like you so much, Sherlock. Without you, my life would be at least three hundred times more boring. I really don't want to do anything to you." Weird words from the young girl As she said it, Hui Yuanai's expression was a little numb, but when she heard the next sentence, her face suddenly changed, "No...no!"

But it was only a short struggle. After the other party said something, Hui Yuanai's face turned pale, as if he had given up all hope, and even the highlights in his eyes disappeared.

She repeated the instructions in the earphone like a puppet, her voice trembling slightly:

"...If you want those people over there to survive, save your own life, Sherlock. Isn't it a good deal to exchange 37 of you alone? This is the justice in your heart."

The moment he said the word "justice", Hui Yuan Ai seemed to wake up suddenly, picked up the dagger before the detective acted, held it in his arms, and looked at him firmly, "No, no It can be done."

"You have no reason to give up your life for others." Hui Yuan Ai said as if thinking of something.

If it was her in the past, she would definitely not say and do such a thing, but she is no longer a member of the organization Shirley.She didn't know if the children of the detective team were watching, but even so, she didn't want any possibility for them to see that Hui Yuan Ai was such a useless person.

"Save me!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd said such words and shouted in the direction of the two of them.

The distance between them was not very far, and most people heard the content of Huiyuan Ai's message in place of Moriarty in a quiet atmosphere. From the first person who spoke, other people picked up immediately.

"Please...help me..."

"My father has an incurable disease, and there is still half a year left. I want to accompany him through his last days!"

"My daughter is only two months old, I really can't leave her!"

"I'm only 20 and I really want to live..."

Human nature is selfish, facing a boy with only one person, more people transfer the pressure to that boy, even though everyone knows that if they survive, that boy must die, but they still do it .

The voices of the hostages over there were one after another, and even the firm ashen face was a bit wrong, and he said to the last young man who spoke, "He is only 17 years old, why should he die?"

"But, but..." The man's face turned red, but he still whispered, "There is only one person..."

In the center of being kidnapped by morality, Sherlock acted as if he didn't hear it. The hem of the white windbreaker was blown up by the wind, looking like a white dove about to fly.

He kept his eyes on the high place of the telephone pole behind Hui Yuanai, there was a camera over there, and it was not until then that the surveillance at the Metropolitan Police Department noticed his sight, and according to the location, it was not an official camera.

"You're dreaming." The detective raised his chin and said to the thing.

However, at this moment, a bullet passed through his shoulder. The violent impact and pain made him almost unable to stand still. Haibara Ai, who subconsciously wanted to reach out to help him, remembered the miniature bomb on his body, and stopped again. He stepped forward and looked at him with an expression of disbelief.

And such an accident made everyone shut up, and the hostages over there also showed a look of fear, and several of them even cried.

Bloodstains spilled out of the white clothes in an instant, the detective covered his injured right shoulder with his left hand, and even the cuffs were stained with particularly obvious bloodstains.

The part that was hit was not fatal, but it was the most painful part of the connecting joints, and from the impact of the sniping/shooting from a distance, he probably already had a broken bone, as can be seen from the detective's pale face, There was even cold sweat dripping from the forehead.

Even so, he still stood where he was, with blood dripping down from his shoulder, and the entire white coat on his right hand was stained red.

And the same red eyes that belonged to the detective were full of smiles at the moment.He looked up at the camera over there, as if he was having a face-to-face conversation with the criminal consultant, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"You're dreaming, Moriarty."