Conan’s Corpse Picker

Maya Hashimoto was silent for a moment: "..." So, should he remind Ireland of this matter?

If you tell me, will you be kicked off the hot air balloon by the angry Mr. Ireland?

 …This is too dangerous. Should we wait until the hot air balloon lands?

 But in this case, will the news he heard on the hot air balloon be the reason why he was silenced?

 After thinking about it all night, Maya Hashimoto now has more and more troubling points instead of less.

 Fortunately, he is wearing sunglasses on his face now, and his complicated expression is not revealed.

 Ireland raised his head and was startled when he saw this loyal subordinate: "Have I not taught you before? Dressing like this is more eye-catching - I took off your hat and sunglasses when I left."

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Uzo let me wear it, how could I dare to pick it off?

 But on his lips, he could only give a forced smile: "I often publish in newspapers now. If someone sees my face, I may be in trouble."

"..." Ireland remembered how he asked Hashimoto Maya to withstand the firepower of the media when the plane landed. He touched his nose and stopped talking.

 …It’s not that I feel guilty, the main thing is that the matter is over and there is no need to mention it now. Isn’t it okay that everyone is just messing around?

He cleared his throat and ignored Maya Hashimoto's hat and sunglasses, intending to get down to business after getting airborne.

Maya Hashimoto walked to the power center in the middle of the hot air balloon, inspected it carefully, and then looked at the sphere above his head.

 …There seems to be no problem.

He then carefully sat down. The heavy travel bag behind him contained the parachute he had obtained overnight.

 At this time, the staff outside were a little noisy.

They frowned and felt something was wrong. When they turned around, they saw the staff opening the small door on the fence and letting in another guest - a noble and elegant old lady wearing a kimono.

Maya Hashimoto’s heart skipped a beat: “…” Why are the people from the Dahe family here? !

 Thinking of the chaos in this family, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

 Ireland also frowned: now is not the time when hot air balloons are open for business. He paid countless times to buy a ride. Why did someone get up again?

The staff came around him from the outside and explained in a low voice: "Sir, I'm so sorry—this is our permanent gold customer. Do you mind staying with her?"

Ireland: "Mind." A secret conversation is a secret conversation, and there is no way to bring a third ignorant passerby along with you.

Staff: "..." He originally just asked politely. After all, strictly speaking, Mr. Edward only requested to take off during non-working hours, and he did not charter a plane. One more guest would not be considered a breach of contract.

Who knew the other party would actually mind, in this case...

The staff member said bravely: "How about you come down first, and then I will give you another class? We will refund all the overcharges."

 Ireland: “…?”

 In other words, no matter what happens, the old woman will not go down, right?

 He took a deep breath: "Forget it."

 …It would be too shameful to be driven out in despair.

 At most, we need to take the bus twice. The first time is used to observe the situation. Anyway, one trip doesn’t take too long.

Moreover, this old lady's identity is not ordinary at first glance. There is no need to offend local snakes when she comes to Nagasaki. If you get along well, maybe there will be some help.

Thinking about this, Ireland finally felt better, and he said no more.

When Ireland and the staff were talking.

 At the entrance of the bus, an old man and a young man were also talking.

The dark-skinned man helped Grandma Dahe onto the hot air balloon.

Grandma Dahe turned around and saw him standing still, and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you coming up?"

Junichi Takahashi smiled helplessly: "I'm a bit afraid of heights. I'm afraid of places that are too high. I tremble with fear at the thought of going up that high - you'd better sit by yourself."

Grandma Dahe laughed and said, “Young people are really useless.”

She walked into the hot air balloon leisurely and turned around to see two figures. Her eyes fell on the one wearing a knitted hat and sunglasses: "Huh? You seem to be..."

Seeing that she was recognized, Maya Hashimoto had to take off her sunglasses and say hello: "Hello."

Grandma Dahe: "You also snuck out and took a hot air balloon ride. I thought you were helping the detective find someone."

Maya Hashimoto: "...Haha." Of course he would rather help Jiang Xia find someone than sit on this crazy balloon, but he still has to deal with his former boss.

 The three people took their seats.

 The staff quickly made preparations and the balloon began to rise.

Junichi Takahashi looked up at the balloon and smiled and waved to the passengers above. As the people on the hot air balloon were completely out of sight, the smile at the corner of his mouth finally couldn't help but turn ferocious, and he almost looked up and laughed wildly.

—There is a time bomb attached to the bottom of the hot air balloon basket. He climbed in and attached it overnight.

"Goodbye." Takahashi Junichi sneered and said to himself in his heart, "Since you like heights, you can go to heaven and enjoy it. Have a good journey."

After finishing speaking, he remembered that there seemed to be two other people on the hot air balloon. He sighed and showed pity: "I deliberately chose a time when no one was around to bring her here, but I didn't expect that I bumped into other passengers. In this case , then you can only blame your own misfortunes - but if you can ride on a hot air balloon during this originally closed period, I guess you are also the kind of hateful capitalists who control the lives of civilians, huh, your death is not unjust."

While the staff was not paying attention, he took a step back, then another step, and came to a relatively safe place.

 Then he touched his pocket and took out a remote control that matched the bomb on the hot air balloon.

 …

On the hot air balloon, Ireland was chatting with Grandma Dahe, but suddenly she felt something was wrong and stopped talking.

—He seemed to hear a vague sound of "di", "di", "di". And the sound quickly became urgent.

 For members of the organization, this movement is actually somewhat familiar, and it always gives people a very bad premonition.

At almost the same time, Maya Hashimoto sat up like a frightened bird and blurted out: "Is it..."

 Is there a bomb?

The two of them looked at each other and felt a thump in their hearts.

 In order to reduce the load of this huge hot air balloon, the hanging basket is not a complete basket, but a ring.

Under the incomprehensible gaze of Grandma Dahe, the two of them started to determine the location of the beeping sound along the ring.

While searching, Maya Hashimoto quietly took out her cell phone and wanted to send an email: "..." Mr. Uzo, I understand that there is a little grudge between you and other cadres, but I am innocent!

 This kind of range attack is too heavy for a peripheral member like me!