Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 145 Gin █████
Gin stared at the traffic lights for half a minute, until no atmosphere could be detected in the motorcycle exhaust.

The man's towering nose twitched, his face remained unchanged, his long legs stepped over the fence again, and he walked away.

The traffic policeman in charge of fines still had weak legs and a smile on his face as he watched the boss go away.

Vodka, who reacted a little slower, realized that the boss was in a "good mood" at this time, and wisely, he resolutely stayed away from the source of the black air.

The silence speaks.

Qin Jiu walked slowly on the street, passers-by either looked strange, or stayed away from him in fear.

In fact, Gin is further demonstrating one of the confusing behaviors of human beings. He doesn't know what he is doing...

Run into your crush in the car.

He is secretly in love with Mosaic.

Did not catch up to ask because he believed him.

For Gin, the superposition of the three effects is like riding the seeds of the frog and eating the crispy horns to the Mickey Mouse House-it’s so good!
There was great doubt on his handsome face.

Walking and walking, he found the mission target not far away. Qin Jiu walked forward quickly, without hiding the sound of his footsteps, and then put the gun against the back of the man's head before he turned his head. The bald official ape was like a frightened bird like jumping up.

Dance well, dance well.

After jumping the gun, it floated from the back of the head to the center of the eyebrows.

"You... are you also the one who wants to steal my money? Let me go, and we will open [-]-[-]."

The middle-aged bald man trembled as he held Qian in his arms.

Gin was silent.

"Let's go three to seven, you seven to three!" the middle-aged man's eyes were very bright, and his head was even brighter. He bit his lower lip and struggled to say.

Perhaps he was pleased by the fearful and entangled appearance of the middle-aged man, or maybe Gin really didn't want to bully a head that can emit light and heat in broad daylight.

"Name a color of the rainbow, and I'll let you go." He said to the bald head in front of him.

"Ah? Red, red!"

The bald head whose life was under his control froze for a moment, then responded tremblingly.

"Zi!"

The smoke dissipated instantly.

Bald and dilated pupils.

"The colors of the rainbow are the colors of the rainbow." Qin Jiu corrected seriously.

Stupid bald head, you really can't compare to Moet with a single hair.

The task is to track the person who trades with the target of the task, and not let the transaction go on. If he lets the target of the task receive the lunch box, it is considered to have completed the task.

So now, he, Gin, is free.

……

Outside the Lutai Police Hospital, motorcycles rushed into the road, quickly overtaking cars and off-road vehicles, the wind howled, and the hearts were beating. Passers-by were surprised to see the bearded young man No. Young man number two.

Motorcycles rolled over the road and crossed the snow-white white horse crossing.

"Where are we?" Kudo Shinichi asked while looking at his watch while avoiding the hair in front of him that was blown wildly by the wind.

"Look at the navigation." Beifeng couldn't spare any energy to take care of the washing machine. He looked at the navigation with one eye and the front with the other.He is a road idiot, and he must always nail the navigation to avoid deviating from the track.

After reading it, Kudo Shinichi sighed: "Hey, the speed of this car is terrifying. It has already passed Shimoda Racecourse. Let's go directly to Ikebukuro Station and catch up..."

"But even if we catch up with them now, it's useless. The train on the circular line. It's impossible to stop. It will explode when it stops, and it will explode when it reaches the point. The people on the train haven't found where the bomb is yet. ...Actually, we should go to the police station now and have a face-to-face talk with the murderer." Kudo Shinichi was already sweating profusely under the scorching sun with his motorcycle sandwiched between his long legs.

Nine out of ten male pig horns, sweat is stinky.

And no male pig horn would feel that his bright moon smells more fragrant.

So Beifeng was a little bit disgusted, because he had a one-in-tenth probability. After all, the god of death was a god, and even if he lived as a human, he still had divinity.

"A time bomb, there is a high probability that there is no control switch. Moreover, the murderer is said to have some problems with his head. You can ask him where he is, or convince him with words. It's difficult. We can't afford it." Beifeng responded to the sweaty Kudo Shin one.

"So now, either find the bomb in time, or ... get the passengers out."

Before the sun goes down, the tram on the circular line keeps running at a speed of more than 60 per hour, and nothing will happen. On the circular line, the sun sets at about five o'clock, and there is not much time left, less than an hour.

Rescue passengers?Use a hammer to remove the glass and jump out of the window, not to mention the problem of breaking a few legs by jumping out of the window at such a high speed. The cross-sectional area of ​​some customers is not something that a weak window can bear.

At Ikebukuro Station, the bomb on the ring line has not yet spread. The person in charge of the Dongdu Railway was shocked when he received a notification from the Metropolitan Police Department that there was a bomb on the train.

It can be seen that the well-informed person in charge quickly regained his composure and organized the evacuation of people who were about to get on the train at other stations, just in order not to cause panic among the masses, changing the saying that the train itself had an accident.

Kudo Shinichi spoke to Megure again.

Sure enough, Teiji Moritani is not a good boy who knows his mistakes and can correct them. He just wants to let his art bloom, and Japan is a country that respects the old and loves the young and attaches great importance to etiquette. Not only did Mu's stomach grow bigger, but his head also grew bigger.

The motorcycle made a sharp turn and stopped outside the station. Beifeng got out of the car and untied the rope from the roller, picked up the baby pad and threw it into a reusable bag, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

As a studious god of death, if you don't understand, you have to ask.

I, a serious Chinese teacher, am not familiar with the business of hiding and finding bombs.

……

Kudo Shinichi hurried into the station wearing a helmet to meet with the person in charge. Restoring his identity has both advantages and disadvantages for him.After all, Brother Kudo's character is that kind of model that can't be praised, and he will go away when he is praised. The registration information of this guy in the organization is still dead. If he plays it as a corpse, it will be intriguing.

……

Beifeng has already started to seek help from experts.

As for which expert to ask.

Mmm, gin.

I saw him on the side of the road before, huddled next to the barbecue restaurant with the driver Hanhan.At that time, due to rushing to the traffic lights, sensitive people were still tied to the motorcycle, so I didn’t stop, and it’s not too late to say hello now.

It's just that when he called, it showed: "The number you dialed is currently on the phone..."

……

Qin Jiu was also puzzled.

Moët on the phone...?

Waiting for Qin to hang up the phone to see the missed call on her mobile phone.

The corners of his lips slowly curled into a smile.

This…

that is…

There is a tacit understanding.

……

So the two of them once again sent a message to each other in a tacit understanding.

Beifeng: Pay attention to safety at work.

Gin: Take a good navigation when driving.

Beifeng: The motorcycle stopped.

Gin: Work done.

……

Well, good, both sides are free.

After greeting each other a few words, Beifeng immediately asked Gin for help in hiding the bomb on the circular line, and slapped Qin Sengu Di Er's reminder, Gin hesitated for a while, and replied: [If it was me, I would not hide the car On, hidden on the railway tracks. 】Adrenal hormone stimulation, gin typing is also very fast.

[The bomb can be designed to detonate without light for more than 12 seconds. When the train passes above the bomb, there will be a few seconds of shading time. One carriage is 20 meters, and the total length of 10 train carriages is 200 meters. Regardless of the situation of cutting corners, the speed of 60 kilometers per hour passes the bomb At this time, it will block the light for 12 seconds, so the speed cannot be lower than 60 kilometers per hour. 】

[Thank you, I went to defuse the bomb, let's talk back. 】

After finishing the gin, Beifeng took out a large...

The ordinary mobile phone in the pocket, forward the picture to my mobile phone, call the washing machine to inform the train to transfer to another track to stop (ˊωˋ*), and then find out the black suitcase from nowhere.

The bomb defuses itself.

Write down the map, turn the north wind into the wind speed to reach the location, the north wind locks the target, pulls the welded bomb box from the rails by hand, puts it in the push box, passes through the hole, grabs the big box, and goes to the second target emission.

Five bombs have been defused.

……

Although Kudo Shinichi was confused about the operation, he chose to believe it.

"Car No. 10 switched railway tracks after 3 minutes, Shibahama Station confirmed the track line and started the engine! The freight train moved to the emergency evacuation track!"

The command room of the dispatching station has entered an emergency and busy state, and all staff members are constantly in touch with various stations and trains.

"Train No. 10 passed Okamatsucho Station...arrived at Shibahama Station, and the track switch is complete!"

"Reduce your driving speed now!"

"68 kilometers... 64 kilometers... 63 kilometers..."

Passengers on train No. 10 watched nervously as the train entered the freight tracks at Shibahama Station.

The speed of the car started to slow down...

"Gudu..."

"Brother Beifeng bless us! Conan is also blessing us! I heard that brother Shinichi is coming too...we will...survive!" The little girl's prayer and the 60-kilometer notification sounded at the same time.

The wind is still blowing...

There was no explosion.

The train fell into absolute silence.

The car stopped! ! !
"We survived!"

"a ha ha ha!"

Cheers erupted immediately.

Three of them, with different postures but the same pace, got off the train one by one, looking at the beautiful sun in the sky with sweet smiles.

……

Kudo Shinichi had already dispelled the confusion. On this special day of his birthday, he looked at Beifeng with challenging eyes.

"Don't look at me, the expert I asked, he likes to study the knowledge of playing bombs."

Roller nods.

"What's his name?"

Beifeng thought about it, and answered seriously: "Ah Zhen."

Kudo Shinichi was taken aback, because Ri Wenzhen's voice was the same as that of a piano, but fortunately, he heard Beifeng continue to add: "He, A pearl." [He, a pearl. 】

Beifeng finally added in his heart.

Just like an attractive glass of wine. [like a cup of fragrant wine]

Once the truth was in front of us, but the washing machine missed it.

　I really write waste material, scratching my head.

　　The day after tomorrow... school starts, and I haven't finished my homework???????????? cough cough.

　　Then in the two and a half hours at night, I barely managed to produce [-] words.

　　too difficult.

　　In the future (confidently), I will open a new book in a year or two and decide to get some good (re)play (mouth) (whisper).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)