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The trip to Okinawa ended with a break in the three views. On the afternoon of the last day of the holiday, Hirashima Yang and the others bid farewell to Conan and the others who still had a day off, boarded the tram, and returned to Tokyo.

The vibration of the tram at an even speed and the afternoon sun were like hypnosis, making Hirashima Yang's head bit by bit, and his head almost hit the glass of the tram several times.

"Are you so sleepy?" Yi Dahang reached out to stop his head from hitting the glass.

"This environment is very hypnotic." Ping Daoyang yawned and straightened up. "And I didn't sleep well last night."

Hagiwara Kenji joked: "Are you scared by the ghost story last night?"

"How is it possible?" Ping Daoyang pinched his brows helplessly.

Regarding the ghost story, let’s go back to last night. Perhaps the significance of the linkage chapter lies in this. At eleven o’clock last night, two comics and thirty people gathered in the largest empty room of the hotel to play some kind of courage test.

But halfway through the game, the outrageous murder case arrived late, so the few of them could only run non-stop to deal with the case.

The reasons for the murder case are all clichés. The grievances between young people have been maintained until middle age. At first, several people thought that they would never see each other in this life. Who knew that they would reunite in a small hotel by mistake? , The murderer was excited when he recalled the past, and with one stab, everything disappeared.

These things are nothing to be afraid of, they are all the daily life of Hirashima Yang, so if you really want to talk about what scares him, it is the murderer who wants to run after the murder, but is knocked down by Akutagawa Jiro's tennis ball.

The yellow ball volleyed out from Akutagawa Jirou's hand, hitting the back of the murderer's head directly, and smashing out several teeth of the murderer at the same time.

The tennis ball instantly turned into an asteroid during the exercise, causing the murderer who was hit by the ball to fall on the rock and become unconscious on the spot.

Even now, looking at the extra contacts in the phone, Hirashima Yang has the urge to tear up the manga platform by hand, to see if he can tear out a passage back to Shenbin.

How can a person play tennis with such an effect?

Is it too late to study now?

Can I use this to wipe out the black organization?

"I'm just adjusting my world view." Hirashima Yang said flatly.

"Then adjust slowly." Date Hang laughed, "It's not impossible to take a nap in the car, it's still more than half an hour before we arrive in Tokyo."

However, before Hirashima Yang could fall asleep, the tram made an emergency stop.Jingu led a team of policemen to jump over the platform, which happened to be the carriage they were in.

"What's wrong? Jingu." Hagiwara Kenji got up from the chair. "What happened?"

Jingu heard the words and turned around, and when he saw them, his eyes lit up.

"Great, I ran into the four of you!" The anxious atmosphere around Jingu suddenly relaxed, "We just received a report that a bomb was planted on this train! It will be easy if you are all here. Already!"

bomb?Or bomb the tram?Just came back and ran into a case?

Ping Daoyang's expression froze, and he quickly opened the manga to see if the organization in black was doing something again.

however--

[Your network has crashed, please try again. 】

——Conan and Keigo Atobe are still in Okinawa, and the collaboration story is not over yet.

After failing to obtain information from a third party, Hirashima Yang got up from his seat and looked at Jingu: "Tell me the cause and effect immediately."

……

The whole thing started in Kanagawa.

Kanagawa didn't know when a newspaper person appeared, took the bomb onto the tram, and put the bomb on the tram.

"Afterwards, he may have repented and went to the police station to surrender." Jingu spoke quickly, "But because the train had already left for Tokyo when he surrendered, the police in Kanagawa calculated the time. Call us here."

"The bomb disposal police are outside now and can dismantle the bomb at any time, but the bomber did not disclose which compartment he put the bomb in. He said he forgot it, and only remembered a general range, so police officer Meguro sent me to take it with him." The team came here to search."

"What's the range?"

"From carriage three to carriage five."

Hirashima Yang looked up at the carriage he was in, which happened to be No. [-].

"Explosion time?"

Jingu lowered his head and looked at his watch: "The prisoner said he set the timer for an hour and a half, and now there is one hour left."

It is not difficult to dismantle the bomb in an hour. The difficulty is how to quickly find the location of the bomb and leave enough time.

After escorting all the passengers out of the car, the entire carriage was empty. Hirashima Yang stood at the far end of the carriage, building a tent with his hands, and looked at the entire No. [-] carriage.

It was heard that there was a bomb, and it was not clear where the bomb was. When the passengers ran away, they didn't even bring their luggage. At this moment, they were scattered in the carriage, which brought great difficulty to the search.

But these are not a problem for Hira Shimayo.

[Women's satchel - from a fashionable woman, a lot of cosmetics, no abnormalities. ]

[Computer bag—from a social animal, with a computer in it, no abnormalities. ]

[Black shoulder bag—from a student, full of books, no abnormality. ]

[Pocket - from a small vendor, the cash inside has been taken away, no abnormalities]

……

"There is nothing in the luggage in the third car."

He turned his head again and glanced across the seats row by row.

[The first row—a box of instant noodles is turned over on the seat, no abnormalities. ]

[Second row - the seat is clean, there is a shoe under the seat, the passenger lost it while escaping, there is no abnormality. ]

[The third row—a pair of earphones is hung on the backrest, which was left by the passengers when they fled. The seats are clean and there is no abnormality. ]

[The fourth row—the cell phone is buckled on the seat. The passenger dropped it from his pocket when he fled. There is an orange peel under the seat, no abnormality. ]

……

"The seat in carriage three is fine."

Carriage after carriage was checked in this way, except for the feeling of rapid drop in blood sugar that made Ping Daoyang uncomfortable, within 10 minutes, all carriages [-] to [-] were checked.

In order to avoid accidents, they also spent half an hour checking the remaining six carriages. Not to mention bombs, they didn't even see a wire.

"The bomb is not on the tram at all." Hirashima Yang rubbed his dull and painful temples, "That guy is lying, there is no bomb here at all."

So, what is the purpose of cheating?

We all know that reporting a false police report will result in detention, and most people will not be idle looking for trouble, especially if this person surrendered to a bomb-related matter. In other words, it is the surrender of a terrorist attack, and the police will definitely not believe it. Will be very attentive.

Contrary to the police's intentions, if this is found to be fake, there is no bomb at all, and the detention will definitely last for more than [-] days, and if it is more serious, it will be sent to jail, which will become an indelible stain on the file.

... So what is the purpose of taking such a big risk to report a false alarm?

Hirashima Yang frowned.

The words and actions of the surrendered person are inconsistent. If he doesn’t think it’s interesting to call the police, but he wants to play the police’s mental retardation, then he is more like a prelude to something, used to attract the police’s attention, and there should be a follow-up in the follow-up .

If there are backers, it proves that the current development on the train should be exactly what the black hands behind the scenes like to see.

What is the development on the train?

Hirashimayo swept across the carriage.

——The train was forced to stop, and all the passengers got off to take refuge.

[passenger. ]

Circled the word in his mind, Hirashima Yang suddenly turned his head to look at Jingu: "You are telling me again, about the person who surrendered himself."

Jingu, who was about to get out of the car, was stunned and stopped, "Ah, the man who surrendered was caught by the police in Kanagawa, saying that he put the bomb in the No. [-] to No. [-] cars. Set up by myself for an hour and a half."

[Kanagawa. ]

[Cars [-] to [-]. ]

[One and a half hours. ]

Passengers, Kanagawa, carriages [-] to [-], one and a half hours.

Extracting all these keywords is inexplicably like an assassination command.

If this kind of development is really the case, then the target should be a certain person on the train, and this person is from Kanagawa, and he is traveling in carriages No. [-] to No. [-].

So Ping Daoyang poked his head out of the car and asked the policeman standing near the train: "Are there any policemen protecting the passengers in the third to fifth car?"

"Ah?" The policeman with a square face who was asked was stunned for a moment, "Haven't they all evacuated, and they didn't take any dangerous items. There are only two policemen guarding them now, and they are all in the station hall now."

The two police officers were not there to guard the passengers, but to manage order and relieve the passengers' emotions.

"Go and guard them, don't stand here anymore." Hirashima Yang frowned, "Especially those from Kanagawa in the third to fifth cars, I'm worried that something will happen to them."

The Chinese character face hurried to the passenger's place.

It's a pity that before he reached the passenger's place, he heard a gunshot from there.

"boom--!"

This was followed by the sound of shattering glass and deafening screams.

The passengers in the hall seemed to have seen something terrifying, scrambling to escape, trampling each other.Seeing the passengers fleeing in all directions, Guo Zilian hurried over.

The two policemen who were originally there to maintain order didn't care about order at the moment, and now they were squatting beside a lying passenger and scrambling.

"Hey! What's going on here?" Guozilian asked as he ran over, "Why is there a gun—"

The second half of the words were cut off in his throat.

The passenger lying on the ground was dead.

The middle-aged male deceased had a dazed expression, with a hole in his head, and he didn't seem to realize the truth of his death, or he fell down before realizing that he was shot.

The red liquid flowed from his temple and dripped on the ground, converging into a large pool of blood, soaking his suit and wrinkling it.

On a tall building not far away, the cat-eyed man with a sniper gun stood up.

He whistled, "Goodbye."

[to: Gin

At the end of the mission, Nakai Kosuke has been confirmed dead.

from: Scotch (Scotland)]