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Conan soon learned what Noah's Ark meant by preparing him.

Calvados was slumped in the pilot's seat, having lost control of the aircraft as he entered the game and lost consciousness.The whole plane bumped a bit with the driver's drowsiness. Although the propeller was still turning, it still fell into the sea at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Edogawa Conan: "!"

The little guy straightened up quickly from the glass window of the cabin door, grabbed the back of the front seat with his hands, stabilized his figure, and climbed into the front cabin little by little against the weightlessness.

Then he pulled Calvados away, and sat in the driver's seat by himself amidst the loud background sound of Calvados's head on the plane cabin floor.

The operating lever, the lift button, the emergency escape button... After roughly scanning the things on the console, the little detective with a deep heart pulled the operating lever, and the plane flew smoothly again one second before it fell into the sea!

The landing gear at the bottom of the plane skidded across the water, splashing half a person's height, and then flew into the sky again.

Conan Edogawa wiped his sweat from the thrill of touching his face with death, and then stretched his neck to look at the radar on the console - the radar showed that they were several kilometers away from the island, and they were still moving away.

"Then the next step is to turn around and fly back..."

It's just that thoughts belong to thoughts, and reality belongs to reality. After muttering, Conan looked at the handwheel and pedals in the driver's seat one by one, which were several meters away.

There are two ways to control the turning of the aircraft, the turning handwheel and the rudder pedals. When the aircraft is in the process of high-speed taxiing, take-off or landing, the front wheel of the aircraft needs to be turned and the rudder of the aircraft must be controlled at the same time.

However, the console of the plane is built according to the figure of an adult, and the possibility of elementary school students flying the plane was not considered at the beginning.

——In other words, it is difficult for him, a primary school student, to reach both of these things at the same time.

But even if it’s not enough, it’s hard enough!

Conan held his breath and stood up from the driver's seat.

So when the FBI plane caught up, what I saw was this scene:

The little detective with a red tie was leaning on the pilot's seat, with the fingers of his right hand struggling to hook the handwheel, and the toes of his left foot on the pedals, he was adjusting the direction of the plane one by one.

Judy successfully jumped from the cabin of the FBI plane to the cabin of the CIA plane: "..."

Although the occasion was wrong, she still couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh when she saw such a cute Edogawa Conan.

"Teacher Judy!" Conan blushed.

"I'm sorry, boy." Judy quickly restrained her smile and walked over, hugged Conan from the driver's seat, and then sat on it herself. "Leave it to me here, thank you for your hard work."

Ten minutes later, the CIA plane landed on the island again.

Almost as soon as the hatch opened, someone rushed up from the outside.

As the leader of the rescue of Hirashima Yang, Akai Shuichi took the lead to the co-pilot's position, carefully stretched out his hand, and wiped the blood on Hirashima Yang's face.

The temperature felt in the palm of his hand has now reached an astonishing height, that face is now completely flushed, and the sweat is dripping down, and when it flows over the wound on his forehead, Hirashima Yang is constantly frowning, but others have nothing to do. Signs to wake up.

——and the breathing is faster and weaker than before, and it seems that the internal organs are getting more oppressed.

Retracting the fingers subconsciously trying to test Hirashima Yoshino's breath, Akai Shuichi cast his eyes on Calvados who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Although I don't know what Calvados did, but judging from Hirashima Yang's dislocated wrist and the wound on his forehead, this guy beat patients very well?

The condescending gaze was full of oppression, and was affected by Hideichi Akai's murderous gaze. Conan, who was tying up people with ropes, was shocked, and some memories of being played with by rye whiskey revived again.

The little detective looked up at Akai Hideichi's rather sharp eyes, and swallowed: "Mr. Akai?"

But even though Conan hesitated a bit in the question, he still stepped aside very honestly.

Conan's meaning is obvious, if Akai Shuichi wants to beat someone, he can give up the place.

"...It's okay." Akai Hideo waved his hands, suppressing some uncontrollable emotions.

To be honest, any undercover agent whose brainwashing was canceled by the order to cancel the brainwashing will find it difficult to keep calm after seeing the police officer who can be called his savior beaten up like this.

Those things in the past swept back in his mind, and in just a few seconds, he changed from fear to anger towards Calvados. If it weren't for Akai Shuichi's psychological problems, now Calvados would also want to be hospitalized.

——And it may be to go directly to the ICU, or simply go to the mortuary to find his seat in one step.

At the same time, Yi Dahang and the others finally squeezed through the crowd.

"How is Hirashima?"

"The situation is not very good," Akai Hideichi untied the rope from Hirashima Yang's body, carried him onto the FBI plane that had just landed, and placed him carefully on the back seat. "He needs to go to the hospital now for treatment and I asked Kamel to take him to the hospital."

It will take some time to explore the island, and the FBI's plane can go to the hospital first and then come back.

"By the way, there are still a few people who need to go to take care of him." Akai Xiu glanced at the policemen who were not emotionally stable, "Which one of you will go?"

Several people subconsciously looked at each other.

Eyes carrying various emotions intertwined, and the island was extremely silent for a while.

In the end, it was Zhu Fu Jingguang who took the lead to break the silence: "The squad leader should go."

Itahang, who originally planned to let Zhufu Jingguang and Jiang Guling pass by: "...Jingguang?"

Seeing Datehang's puzzled eyes, Zhu Fujingguang smiled, and explained softly: "Zero and I still remember more or less about the brainwashing time, and Akai-kun also, I think it is because of this, so He proposed to let other people take care of Senior Hirashima."

"So I think Zero and I should stay here and continue to work. It would be more appropriate for you, monitor, to take care of Senior Hirashima." There was a firmness in his expression that others couldn't understand. Don't deprive us of the opportunity to work?"

Datehang looked at the silent Jiangya Rei, "What about you? You think so too?"

Jiang Gu zero nodded.

The gaze on his face was exactly the same as that of Zhu Fu Jingguang, but Yi Dahang only felt that he had witnessed the onset of two mentally ill patients.

It’s just that Zhu Fujingguang and Fugu Ling’s words were well-founded even if they were ill. Datehang thought for a few minutes, finally nodded and boarded the plane.

And at the moment when Date Airlines boarded the plane, Akai Shuichi threw something onto the plane again.

Yi Dahang's eyes blurred, and in the next second there was Conan Edogawa, who was also dizzy and still holding a rope, on his knee.

"Children shouldn't be here." Said Akai Shuichi, taking the rope from Edogawa Conan's hands.

This is the rope binding Calvados, so the moment Akai Shuichi took the rope, the Calvados tied underneath moved due to the shortening of the rope, and finally fell out of the CIA cabin with a "bang".

"So Officer Date also take Conan-kun away."

Conan: "Mr. Akai..."

Before Edogawa Conan finished speaking, Date covered his mouth.

"Indeed, Conan-kun shouldn't stay here any longer." Although the words in his mouth were replying to Shuichi Akai, Datehang looked at the little detective on his lap, "Underage shouldn't be here."

——This is the battlefield for adults.

Following his words, the FBI's plane door lifted and finally took off from the island.

Watching the plane disappear into the end of the field of vision, Matsuda Jinpei, the four of them, plus Hondo Ekai, Judy and others, looked at each other knowingly.

Then they all gathered around Calvados who was tied into a caterpillar by Conan.

"Hehe." Looking at Calvados, who fell with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Matsuda Jinpei sneered twice.

At the same time, Kenji Hagiwara, who was standing beside Matsuda, also raised his fist with a smile.

"Although it's not good to beat a prisoner." The semi-long-haired man had a cheerful tone, and his hands were merciless. "But how can we say that we beat the prisoner in today's situation? Obviously, the prisoner didn't have eyes, so he bumped into our fist~"

5 minute later.

The few who avenged Ping Daoyang let out a sigh of relief, and greeted other colleagues who regarded themselves as blind and saw nothing: "Two people come to watch him, and the rest continue to explore the laboratory."

With such a group of people around, Ping Daoyang didn't need to worry about most things, so when Ping Daoyang finally woke up from the hospital, the entire island search and arrest operation had ended for several days.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the white ceiling of the ward. Hirashima Yang blinked twice, and the dull pain in his mind had disappeared.

He pulled out the retained needle on the back of his right hand, and just as he was about to sit up, he felt a pull on the quilt.

Someone put the quilt down.

Hirashima Yang turned his head sideways.

Itahang is lying on the bedside to take a nap at the moment, I don't know how long he has stayed up late, his eyes are black and blue, and he is still holding a few pages of information sorted out from the island in his hand, the corners are crumpled.

As if sensing Hirashimayo's gaze, Date also opened his eyes the next moment.

He struggled out of the dream, rubbed his eyes and straightened up, staring at Ping Daoyang in a daze.

"... Hirashima?"

Hirashimayo nodded.

"Wait, I'll get you a glass of water... No, why did you pull out the needle." Yi Dahang got up from the bed, raised his hand to rub his swollen temples, and then pressed the alarm bell beside the bed Calling, with a tired expression on his face, "That's a nutritional needle."

It has been four and a half days since Calvados suddenly appeared from the island to intercept people, when Ping Daoyang was taken away, and then they took him to the hospital.

Fracture + dislocation compression of internal organs + dislocation + concussion + high fever, all kinds of injuries are mixed together, and Hirashima Yang is really weak, and the first-aid room is the first to enter the hospital.

At that time, the lights in the corridor were equally pale.

Looking at the red "rescue" under the pale light, Datehang always has an absurd sense of dislocation in time and space, as if he has returned to the time when Ping Daoyang was cut. A hopeless wait outside.

Looking back now, Datehang doesn't even know what he was thinking when he looked at the red light in the emergency room.

It seemed that he had thought about everything, and it seemed that he had not thought about anything. There were countless faces and countless things he had experienced flashed across his mind, and in the end only the thought of "must live" was left.

At this point, there will be no loss of a sparkling life, right?

Then there was Ping Daoyang's turning the corner to safety, and after that, Matsuda and the others ended their search on the island, and found a lot of information...

The warm water overflowed from the paper cup, and it was a little hot on the hands, and Datehang recovered from the memory.

He hurriedly changed a cup to drink another glass of water, then supported Ping Daoyang with one hand to let him lean against the head of the bed, and stuffed the paper cup into Ping Daoyang's hand, "Moisturize your throat first."

After taking a few sips of the water, Hirashima Yang glanced at Ita, and said, "Ida, you haven't rested for a few days? Your complexion is very bad."

—His voice was still hoarse.

"That's something that can't be helped." Itahang paused, "Maybe I won't be busy after a while."

The artificial island of the Black Organization was taken away, and they were continuing to investigate following the clues left inside. Everyone was working day and night, and he hadn't had a good rest for two or three days.

Ping Daoyang picked up the scattered materials beside the bed, just about to say something, the next moment, there was a knock on the door from outside the ward.

"Well, are the patient's family members here now?" The nurse's voice was blurred by the door, "Did someone ring the bell just now?"

"Yes." Date Air raised his voice, "Please come in."

The doorknob turned, and the nurse pushed open the door and walked in.

Behind her were Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei who arrived at an unknown time.

"Yo, Kohirashima, you're finally awake!" Looking at Hirashima Yoshi who was leaning on the bed, Kenji Hagiwara was overjoyed, "That's great, we can rest assured!"

What he was worried about, the police present knew it well, and the nurse listened to their conversation, and chose to shut up very discerningly.

She just took a few steps forward to put the unfinished glass of water on the bedside cabinet, bent down to pick up the needle that had been pulled out and was hanging beside the bed.

Then she lifted Ping Daoyang's right hand, found a good place again, and inserted the needle into the blood vessel.

"This gentleman, don't pull out the needle at will." The nurse fixed the needle and fluid catheter, with a helpless tone. "You have had eight doses of nutritional injections these days, and it is difficult to find a suitable place to continue the injection on the back of your hand. If you pull out a few more times, I will have to inject the injection into your head just like giving injections to children. .”

Hirashima Yang: "..."

Hirashima Yang: "."

He turned his head guiltily, refusing to admit that besides pulling out the needle, he actually wanted to be discharged from the hospital.

But now that most of the companions are in the ward, it doesn't matter if they leave the hospital or not.Thinking of this, Hirashima Yo turned his attention to the trio who started whispering.

He coughed twice to draw their attention.

"About the boss of that organization—"

Under the worried eyes of the three, Hirashima Yang raised his left hand, shook the crumpled documents in his hand, and elongated his tone.

"Has he been arrested by us now?"