[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

When I got home, I quickly took a hot shower, dried my hair and tucked myself into the bed.However, I still caught a cold the next day. I stretched out my hand and touched my forehead. I felt a slight fever, but I felt that it was not serious. I had no other symptoms except a little dizziness and weakness for the time being.After hesitating for three seconds between asking for leave and continuing to work, I got up with a groan and changed into formal clothes.

A business owner called the police and someone sent him a threatening letter and provided information on the suspect.The bald middle-aged man patted his chest to ensure that he would never violate the law in his honest business, but there were a few employees who were always making troubles and were fired by him. They might have resentment and wanted to retaliate against him.I glanced at him, wondering where this unscrupulous boss who owed his employees wages had the courage to call the police.

The self-confident black-hearted boss not only called the police, but also hired a private detective.When I saw the familiar little detective, I raised my eyebrows, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

It turned out I was right when three men broke in, one pushing a petrol can on a cart, one with a bomb strapped to his body, and one with a gun in his hand.The glass door of the office on the fourth floor of the building was closed, and the iron gate was pulled. The man with the gun held the bald boss hostage, and also controlled the seven employees around him, demanding that the wages of 26 yen in arrears be paid. Give them back.

"Let, let me go!" The bald boss had tears and snot running down his face, begging for mercy while crying, "Detective Maori, save me, I don't want to die, don't kill me."

Mori Kogoro stood in front, trying to appease the prisoner, "Say something slowly, and I, a famous detective, will help you solve it. Put down your gun first and calm down!"

"Give us back our hard-earned money!" The man grimaced, "Otherwise I want all of you to be buried with me!"

"Don't come here!" The man with the bomb strapped to his body held the remote control in his hand, "I don't want to either, if it wasn't for this bastard who forced me, he would have forced me to do this."

The first time they came in, I hid behind the table, held the gun in my hand, and squinted my eyes at the tip of the nose of one of the prisoners.

Tsk, the most troublesome thing is the two barrels of gasoline, whether it burns or explodes, it will cause a wide range of casualties.It is a bit difficult for me to kill three men at the same time to ensure that they do not harm the hostages.Whether it is SIT or SAT, break through and get in quickly.

"What are you going to do?!" Conan Edogawa lowered his voice behind him, but I could still hear the seriousness inside.

My eyes were still fixed on the prisoner, so I replied naturally, "To ensure the safety of the hostages, all the prisoners will be shot dead."

"I will stop it, whether it is you or the criminal, the law will give them the justice they deserve." I heard him say in a deep voice.

"Little detective, have you always been so naive?"

"Let's cooperate." He looked at me with a serious and scary face, "Our purpose is the same, we both want to save the hostages, don't we?"

"Why do you think I will believe you? I can save the hostages by killing the prisoner, instead of gambling with you." I turned my head and smiled warmly at him, "Because you are Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era." ? Do you think you can always play happy ending perfectly?"

"I will use my plan to convince you." His eyes were full of justice and confidence, "Because I am a detective."

I think I know why I can't get along with him. Turning around, I squinted my eyes and aimed at the prisoner on the left, "Sorry, I refuse your proposal."

"Give me 10 minutes." He lowered his voice, a little anxious, "I will solve the case."

But I don't believe you.

"For Huiyuan's sake." He gritted his teeth, and ran out like a showman, as if he wanted to use his identity as a child to lower the opponent's vigilance, "Uncle, don't kill us."

"Stinky boy, why are you running out!" Mori Kogoro froze for a moment, as if he wanted to reach out to punch him, but he clenched his fist tightly because of the critical situation, "Hurry up and go."

It's been a long time since I've seen such a proactive looking for death.

I gritted my teeth, glanced out of the window from the corner of my eye, just in time to see someone lying by the window and preparing to sneak in.

Wearing a black bulletproof suit, a helmet, and a submachine gun/gun on his back.

SAT?

The other party seemed to have seen me too, and made a comforting gesture to me, signaling me not to act rashly, their team members were about to break through from the president's office at the back.

I returned a gesture to indicate that I understood, and then continued to point the gun at the prisoner.

This kind of stalemate is not a solution at all. The man kicked Conan away who was trying to hug his thigh, and fired a shot at the floor, "Go away, brat, don't play tricks!"

"Conan!" Mori Kogoro wanted to step forward, but the prisoner immediately pointed the gun at him and signaled him not to move.

I frowned, and made a sniper gesture to the SAT raid team outside. The other party was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied that the sniper was already on standby outside, but there was a large letter on the glass, not [-]% Target the brainstems of the three prisoners.

[The sniper by the window, I'll take care of the other two. ]

After speaking, I stuffed the pistol/gun back on my waist, raised my hands and walked out.

"Who is there?!" The man with the gun pointed his gun at our side.

Just wanting to show that he is just an innocent employee, two tears came by the way, and the bald boss, who was tightly wrapped around his neck by the pistol/gun man, yelled out loudly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Detective Hanazaki, help me, you are not a policeman Well, you will definitely have a way."

Me: ...Sorry, Dad doesn't really want to save you.

"Are you a policeman?!"

Facing the cold muzzle, I said soothingly, "Sir, calm down, I am here this time to investigate the president's tax evasion, and I will definitely give you justice."

"I don't believe you, you colluded with the government and businessmen, and there is no good product!" His hand holding the gun was shaking, "I will kill you first, you must be with this bastard."

"How can you trust me?" I quietly moved forward, "I know that his account books are stored in the compartment of the bookcase in the office. If you don't believe me, go find him, and he will definitely be ruined."

"I do not--"

Shut up!I glanced at the bald president indifferently.

"I just want my salary, give me back my salary!" The bomber next to him suddenly cried, "I really need it urgently."

"Your lovely daughter is still waiting for you in the hospital. Does she smile every day and call 'Daddy, I want to eat ice cream'." I comforted me softly, "If you press the remote control, you will never see me again It’s not your daughter anymore, think about how pitiful she is alone in the hospital, seriously ill but no one to take care of her.”

"You, why do you know Kyoko?!"

"I met a little girl when I was visiting a friend in the hospital, and there was a photo of you on her bedside table." I made this up, but seeing the other person's expression, I obviously guessed it right. "She said this was her father. Although she wanted him to come to the hospital to accompany her, she had to be sensible. Dad worked very hard, so she couldn't bother him anymore."

I pursed my lips and felt that my headache was getting worse, but I still spoke softly, "Xingzi is still waiting for you, can you give me the remote control?"

The man's expression seemed to loosen a bit, he walked towards me subconsciously, but was stopped by the man next to him.

"Katsunan!" The man next to me, holding the lighter tightly, glared at me viciously, "Don't be fooled by her!"

Tsk, almost.But I also discovered one thing, Bomber/Bomber is the least determined, so he can be turned against him first.

"I know what your idea is. If you don't pay us back our wages today, we will die together." He waved the lighter in his hand, and grinned amidst the terrified cries of the crowd, "And This unscrupulous boss and you government scum, I will remove you pests for the society."

"Don't worry, as long as you return the money to me," he kicked the trembling female employee squatting at his feet, "I won't do anything to you, but the two of them won't be sure. "

"Then let me and the president be your hostages, can you let everyone else go first?" I suggested, "Your request is only to get back our wages and our lives, and everyone else is innocent. "

"Wow - let me go, I'll give you whatever money you want." Teammate Pig cried with snot and tears, "If you want to kill her, kill her. It was the woman who found out your information. She said she wanted to kill her." It's her fault for catching you into the game!"

His crying made me even more headache, and I was so irritable that I wanted the other party to kill him first.

"Shut up." The pistol/gunman hit the bald president's leg with a shot, and roared impatiently and angrily, "If you keep arguing, I'll kill you! Don't think I don't know what you want to do, before you get the money None of you will leave before."

Seeing the white face of the other party, with cold sweat streaming down his face but biting his lips tightly and not daring to make a sound, I managed to feel a little better, and said in a pretentious way, "The oil barrel just stopped where the sun shines, the sun is shining. Shooting directly on it will easily ignite gasoline, not to mention getting your money back, you will all die here. Or you push the cart to a position against the wall, where the place is cooler. You have pistols and bombs/ Damn, there's nothing we can do."

As soon as the voice fell, an unbelievable gaze focused on me.

It's the little detective, who sensed my intentions.

"What did you say?!" Probably the bald president was too heavy, the pistol/gun man let go of him and let him slide and sit on the ground, and gestured up and down at me with the muzzle of the gun, "I told you, don't play any tricks means."

"You don't believe me, if you touch the oil barrel yourself, it's already a little warm." I moved my hands lightly, expressing that I can't do anything now under his control.

"It seems to be true." Bomb/Bombman reached out and touched it, his expression immediately became a little frightened, and he turned his head and whispered to the other two, "Why don't I put the oil drum aside."

"So what."

"I just want to get my salary back, I don't want to die." His lips were trembling, one hand was still holding the remote control, and the other hand was clasping the oil barrel man's arm, "We agreed, as long as I get my salary back, I won't die." Murderer."

"You bother—"

"I'll go, I'll go and push the gasoline canister aside." Bomb/Bomb Man trembled, and was opened by the other party before touching the handle of the cart.The oil barrel man pushed him away impatiently, "I know, tsk, I wouldn't have taken you with me if I knew about it."

"It happens that there is an empty seat there, and it should be able to fit it." I lifted my chin towards the window, "It's right next to the copier."

When the oil barrel man was about to push the trolley towards the window, Conan immediately raised his hand, "Let me push it."

"Don't move!" The man pointed his gun at him immediately, motioning his partner to push the oil barrel over quickly.

"I'll come—" Edogawa Conan hadn't finished speaking when there was a piercing whistle and the sound of glass breaking.I propped myself on the tabletop and jumped in front of the bomber/bomber in an instant, grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it vigorously, and when he let go of the pain and the remote control fell, I quickly reached out to grab it.

Gunshots.

Two shots were fired.

I subconsciously turned around and took out a pistol/gun from the back of my waist.Time seemed to slow down, and I saw the gun in the opponent's hand, as well as the bullets/shots from the muzzle.A bullet sliced ​​through my arm, and the moment the opponent pulled the trigger again, his pupils constricted, and blood and brains exploded from his temples.

The sound of broken glass and chaotic footsteps sounded suddenly.

"Everyone, don't move!" The SAT assault team surrounded the scene.

Two prisoners were shot dead at the scene, and the remaining one was controlled by the police. There were no hostage casualties... Well, as one of the hostages, I was injured.Holding my bloody arm, I shook my body and took a step back, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, someone supported me from behind.

"Thank you." I bit the tip of my tongue to wake myself up, and stood up straight while leaning against the wall next to me.

"You are really in a mess right now." The man in the bulletproof suit said in a low voice.

I squinted my eyes, and after a while, my brain turned, and I suddenly realized, "It's you, I didn't expect you to be in SAT."

"I didn't expect you to become a policeman." The man pushed up the transparent mask, "Should I say long time no see?"