unsaved world

The gladiatorial fight was advanced, which was the only result that Edogawa Conan did not expect.

He lowered his eyes and stopped struggling. Seeing this, the control staff released him, and left to take the selected child away to the next place.

Among them, some are eager to be chosen, and some are unable to hide, because this life-and-death gladiatorial can not only make ambitious people become assassins in one fell swoop, but also make weak people a stepping stone for assassins, and it is based on A stepping stone at the price of death.

When the control personnel took away one child after another, Edogawa Conan tried to find a way to rescue 48, but there was someone other than the control personnel, that is, he had seen in a visit to the organization. They are the real assassins who have passed, and they are responsible for adjudicating the candidates who resist. If they don't want to participate in the gladiatorial fight, they will be killed by them immediately with their blades.

This is a wrestling that is valued by the entire organization, and the blood that spread in it made Edogawa Conan completely incapable of resisting. In front of this group of people, in a world without the rule of law, his physical skills are too weak.

He clenched his fists, knowing clearly that he had to calm down at this moment. Judging from the current situation, he could only give up the escape plan first and find a way to save 48 from the wrestling.

On the way he followed, he saw No. [-] chatting with the assassin who was in charge of the gladiator. Later, No. [-] saw himself and walked towards him. When he walked by, No. [-] was condescending. Looking at himself, as if he could see through his thoughts at the moment, he said:

"Come with me."

Edogawa Conan glanced at the surveillance cameras around, and followed up with doubts. After a while, he was taken by No. [-] to a room that he had never arrived at. There was no surveillance in this room, and piles of books were displayed. And No. [-] turned around, looked at him and said something calmly.

"If you don't want to die, just wait for 48 to finish the gladiatorial fight."

Edogawa Conan frowned, clenched his fists and asked, "Isn't I on the wrestling list?"

"You should be glad you don't have you." Number 48's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, "Otherwise, you would have died in [-]'s hands."

No, very wrong.

He had just observed the rules of the points ranking of the people taken away by the control personnel. Basically, ten people were taken as the interval, and the top five people were selected to participate in the gladiatorial. Absolutely brilliant in this gladiatorial fight.

Although he was not sure, he vaguely guessed that this organization might not only be an organization for cultivating assassins, but might also have some troublesome illegal transactions, and this wrestling was most likely one of them.

Otherwise, it would not be so important to just choose an assassin, which is completely labor-intensive and time-consuming, and does not conform to this assassin organization that already has a fixed training system.

But at this moment, as the second-ranked man, he has not been selected. It is impossible for him to be negligent in this matter. The only possibility is that his quota was eliminated, and the person who can eliminate the quota... He looked at the person in charge of the candidate in front of him. No. [-], the absolute person in charge, asked coldly:

"You took me off the list?"

"48 is my favorite candidate." No. [-] expressed her appreciation unabashedly, "Except for not being able to kill, all aspects of her perfectly meet the standards of an assassin."

This kind of appreciation is really harsh, Edogawa Conan frowned, 48 will not be an assassin, as long as he is there, it is impossible for her to become an assassin.

"However, no matter how many times I've said it, she will always hold back against others." No. [-] showed a somewhat helpless expression, and then looked at him again, "Except... the time when you were seriously injured."

Edogawa Conan's pupils constricted, but No. 48 smiled meaningfully, "As for you, although you are a troublesomely clever guy, if you are with [-], you can definitely become the strongest assassin partner."

As the main person in charge of cultivating assassins, No. 48 is very sure of his vision, and he can also see the strong relationship between 69 and [-]. Since both of them are talented, he will of course find a way to make them both assassins.

Obviously, if 69 is also one of the participants in the gladiatorial fight, it is impossible for the two to survive at the same time.

"Are you so sure that 48 will kill in gladiators?"

The possibility proposed by No. 48 is only based on the fact that 48 will kill everyone who competes with him through gladiatorial combat and become an assassin, but Edogawa Conan recalled [-]'s hesitation at that time, and he was sure that she would only try her best to protect herself. He won't really go to kill her, and here, no one can kill her yet. Letting her participate in the gladiatorial fight will only bring about another situation in the arena.

No. [-] raised an eyebrow, showing a mysterious smile: "Do you really think...that is just an ordinary arena?"

Edogawa Conan suddenly felt uneasy, and asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"

No. [-] didn't respond any more, but looked towards the door and said:

"Okay, that's enough, you should go back."

At the same time, two control personnel entered the door and stood beside Edogawa Conan. He took a deep look at No. [-], who was drinking coffee comfortably, and finally chose to turn around and leave.

Although No. [-] didn't say it clearly, he can probably be sure from those words that there must be some indeterminate element in this gladiatorial fight that provokes the killing, either some kind of mechanism, or an absolutely oppressive opponent, or What manipulation might have been done to those who participated in the gladiatorial fight?

hateful! !

He was rubbing his hair a little irritably. No matter what it is, it is extremely dangerous for 48 who is fighting alone inside, and 48 was injured because of the previous training. If that uncertain element appears...

There was no way to calm down at all, he pressed his forehead in distress, his eyes were gloomy and angry, but he couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while.

Suddenly, the controllers leading the candidates for the gladiatorial contest walked past him, and the one walking in the front was 48. She was blindfolded, and her bandaged wound was faintly bloodstained. He frowned, Clenching his fists patiently, he heard the conversations of the controllers.

"It's only a 47, he is in the sea shark training ground."

"Yes, once you find it, take it directly to the arena."

……

At that moment, he decided on the only way to participate in the gladiatorial fight, surpassing the group of control personnel to the sea shark training ground as quickly as possible.

That training ground was originally the training ground where he planned to escape. He had been there countless times, and he clearly knew that the road would be closer, and he arrived at his destination in a short while.

He entered the water halfway, and at this time 47 was hiding in the fake rock, which was also a blind spot of the monitor, so he immediately followed.

47 inside was obviously very surprised, but he took out the note explaining the situation that he had written on the road before, wrapped it in waterproof plastic in advance, and handed it to him.

[I want to take part in the gladiatorial fight instead of you. You are good at long-distance attack, and your winning rate in the gladiatorial fight is very low, so you might as well let me go. ]

But you are weaker, right? 47 thought so, and looked at him with disdain, but 69 looked serious, and pointed to the clothes of the two, meaning to exchange them now.

Obviously knowing that this is a better choice, 47 agreed to exchange clothes with him, and 69, who had dressed in advance, wrapped his face with a prepared bandage to prevent being seen by the control personnel who might remember 47's appearance, and gestured for 47 to go ahead Stay here, then quickly swim out.

Not long after Edogawa Conan swam out, the control personnel entered the training ground. After seeing his code-named 47 clothes, they put handcuffs and ankles on him, and wanted to blindfold him and take him away.

"Do you want to remove the bandage on 47's face?" The control personnel who blindfolded him asked the assassin in front of him.

"There's no need to be so troublesome. If you're blindfolded, take it away." The assassin in charge of the gladiatorial fight glanced at the time, "It's only an hour before the official start of the gladiatorial fight."

After confirming all the participants in the arena, the control personnel will take them to the arena, and Conan Edogawa stood at the end as the last person found.

On the way, he keenly realized that it was the road No. [-] took him just now, but the difference was that he walked up an uphill, and was pushed and shoved by people again, and several candidates were suddenly stunned. He made a low hum and said, "Why are you sticking me with a needle".

These words sounded one after another, and when he was about to listen carefully, the sound calmed down again. They continued to be led away, and were asked to stop after walking. Handcuffed and shoved everyone to another area.

This should be a lifting platform, standing with many people around it, when it was gradually lifted up, he actually felt the warmth that was different from the coldness of the training ground.

Soon, the sudden sound of laughter and applause stimulated his eardrums, he frowned, and immediately tore off the black cloth blindfolded with his hands. In addition to the sunlight that was still too dazzling through the cage, there was also a glass wall. Groups of well-dressed people hidden in the darkness.

This is an open-air four-cornered arena. The towering iron cage is separated from the central arena. The high platform outside the cage is decorated noblely. The people sitting there are dressed brightly. They all look at the arena with excited and crazy eyes. There is a layer of glass Cut off from bright light, hidden in the darkness of the seat.

In this world, there will be a kind of human beings whose hobby is to see blood and carnage, especially the killing of the same kind can arouse their interest. They appreciate the fighting, feel the superiority of being an appreciator, and can Enjoying the stimulation felt by the eyeballs and the brain, and satisfying some kind of bloody desire.

This terrible organization, this terrible gladiatorial fight, everything was exactly as he expected, he had no time to think about it, and immediately went to look for 48 in the crowd.

Among the crowd scattered because of the sudden sound, he saw 48 who was being shoved by the crowd and was still blindfolded. He immediately rushed forward and stood firmly in front of her. She seemed to sense someone Approaching suddenly, he took a few steps back defensively.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to remove the black cloth that blindfolded her, and when he saw her face that he hadn't seen for half a day, he felt an unreasonable longing.

In all the things I have experienced just now, I have confirmed the truth, and I can't help but show a happy and bright smile, and ask gently:

"Are you okay?"