Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The little girl, who seemed to be separated from her family, stumbled towards Nobuyuki and bumped into him.

"Sorry, sir."

It was obvious that she was knocked over, but her first reaction was to apologize to Shinfan.

The little girl's eyes were bright red, and with her golden hair, she looked like a little white rabbit.

Shinfan wanted to help her up, but he hesitated for a moment, considering Rum, who was beside him.

Don't cause trouble to innocent people.

Shinfan kept admonishing himself.

He and the little girl are like two extremes in this world, one represents hope and love, the other represents despair and hatred.

Fortunately, the little girl's mother quickly found her. While blaming her daughter for running around and almost getting lost, she gently and patiently helped the girl organize her clothes.

So, how could such a situation happen to Rum? Will he also have infinite patience and love for anyone?

"Passengers going to Boston, please note that your flight UA2107 will take off soon. Please hurry up and board the plane from Gate 14, thank you."

The airport broadcast sounded, and the mother of the little girl in red hurriedly picked her up and hurried to the boarding gate to check the ticket.

Nobunaga retracted his gaze, turned his head and asked Rum, "Where are we going?"

Rum had an inexplicable smile on his face. He didn't plan to go to any boarding gate to wait for the plane. He just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking at the busy JFK International Airport.

"Mezcal." He suddenly recalled Nobuman's code name, "You are an excellent criminal planner. If you were asked to plan a terrorist attack against an airplane, what would you do?"

Xin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

What is Rum trying to do?

Not hearing Nobuman's answer, Rum focused his attention on him: "Don't be nervous, I'm just making an assumption."

"...Are you crazy?" Nobuban asked with a frown. "Terrorist attacks have nothing to do with your purpose, and may even trigger the fear of the international community. If you do this, you will only get further and further away from revenge."

"Are you questioning me?" Rum's eyes were very cold. "Don't forget, besides that one, I can also control what is in your heart. And I want the world to be destroyed more than he is."

This is a threat!

Nobuhan doesn't believe that Rum will release the Dark Baron because of his refusal to answer, but the question is will he bet?

Even if the possibility is only one in a thousand, once the bet is lost, the world will fall into chaos, and human civilization is very likely to face destruction.

Nobunaga felt extremely sad, because he realized that he did not have the guts to surpass others, and he did not dare to gamble.

The air froze for a few seconds.

"The airline has a special security check channel, and the insiders are familiar with each other, and they can use the airline's employees to carry bombs..." Nobuba's voice was very soft, "Take the bomb on the plane and detonate it at a high altitude."

Mezcal was able to leave a fierce name in the legend of the organization in the past, and it was not unrelated to his eccentric personality. The plan he proposed was not such a complicated terrorist attack method, but in the current environment, just keeping a calm attitude and finishing speaking, has almost exhausted all of Nobuhan's courage.

This is JFK International Airport. Hundreds of planes take off and land here every day, and each plane has hundreds of lives. What does Rum want to do? Is his target among these big guys who are about to take off?

"Clappapa" Rum's applause sounded in his ears.

Rum immediately laughed: "I have to say, Mezcal, you really agree with me. Our plans are almost the same, and I have already prepared for you in advance."

He stretched out his hand, and a subordinate immediately offered something.

"Here's the controller." Rum said to Nobunaga, pointing to a plane about to take off on the runway, "See that Federal Postal cargo plane? It's destined for Washington, and it's carrying the FBI. Documentation. Press the button and the bombs mounted near the wings will detonate and your mission is over."

He added with a smile: "Don't worry, there are only two pilots and one engineer on the plane, and innocent people will not be affected."

Xinfan's heart clenched and hurt, as if it was soaked in boiling oil, especially Rum's light-hearted expression made him nauseous.

Rum put the controller into Nobunaga's hands and encouraged: "Come on, the plane has already taken off. The controller has a limited range. Once the controller is out of control, the bomb will automatically detonate in a signal-intensive area, and the plane may crash into a residential area. "

"Life cannot be measured by numbers!"

The distance between them was very close, and the voice of Nobufan gnashing his teeth fell into Rum's ears naturally and clearly, but he didn't care, instead he smiled even more happily: "Yes, life can't be measured by numbers, so what do you do? Which one to choose? All mankind die together, or only three people die?"

Nobuban's face was covered with a haze, he stared at Rum murderously, and asked calmly: "If I commit suicide now, after the virus is released, you should be the first to die? Besides, Karasuma Renye's purpose is to let a few people die. Man has eternal life, and he will not let mankind go extinct."

Rum's expression remained calm.

"Then try it," he wrote lightly.

The eyes that Nobunaga saw were completely different from usual. The vigorous madness was suppressed in the pupils. It was like the underground on the eve of the eruption of a volcano. The lava boiled and the air pressure rose sharply.

Rum is waiting for an opportunity. Once the opportunity comes, the blow he will cause to the world may be devastating.

Nobuban likes to disguise himself as a lunatic, but he doesn't want to face a real lunatic at all. Because there is no reason to be a madman, Rum now harbors extreme malice towards the world, and he can't wait to let everyone bury the people he cares about.

Facing such a rum, Nobuman's psychological defense line collapsed almost completely, and he even had the idea of ​​dying like this. As long as he died, he could escape everything, and he would no longer have to face the threat of the organization and huge pressure. But he can't die! He has to keep calm! The more critical moments like this, the more important it is to be calm.

Think about it, think about it, Zhu Fu Jingguang, is there any solution to both sides, or at least persuade Rum to shelve the action first?

Rum saw the struggle in Xinfan's eyes clearly, he glanced at the time casually, and reminded him like a urging Shura:

"The plane will leave the control range in half a minute. Even if you don't consider all human beings, you have to think about the residential area where the plane may crash. After 20 seconds, the pilot will die first, followed by the civilians in the residential area, you It will also die, and the entire airport will die. And Karasuma Renye and I have already tested Noah's Ark in advance, and at that moment, perhaps we are the only two living beings in the world that can survive."

Time passed second by second.

Rum begins the final countdown: "5...4..."

Xinfan's body trembled violently, which is the natural reaction of the human body when the pressure soars to the extreme.

He was completely devastated, unable to think rationally or respond.

"3...2..."

Rum was still counting down, and Nobuhan's performance made him show a touch of impatience.

He thought that Zhu Fu Jingguang could be more courageous. After all, those who made big things were not careful. For the sake of the trio of people, the life pattern of Zhu Fu Jingguang was just like this.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, he has no time to choose a new target, Zhu Fu Jingguang can't die, and the Dark Baron can't be released at this time.

At the last second, Rum grabbed Nobunaga's hand, grabbed him and pressed the button of the controller!

At the moment when the button was pressed, Nobunaga wanted to resist, and he desperately tried to stop Rum from doing so. But soon, a deep sense of powerlessness, pathos and self-deprecation came to mind.

Because Shinfan suddenly discovered that he had no resistance at all, no matter how his mind judged, his body had already made a choice for him under the influence of his subconscious mind.

Nobunaga realizes sadly that even though life cannot be measured in numbers, he wants most people to survive.

The buttons of the controller were almost crushed by Rum's force, and a burst of dazzling brightness shot out from the sky almost at the same time.

Xin Fan was stunned.

wrong…

How can it be on the left?

He could see clearly just now that the cargo plane should have taken off from the runway on the right, and it was impossible for it to change direction in such a short time.

At this time, the deafening explosion finally reached JFK, and most people finally realized what happened. Panic shouting, running, and panic filled the entire terminal.

"A plane exploded!"

"It seems, it seems to be the UA2107 that just took off!"

"It's a passenger plane, a passenger plane exploded!"

A flock of crows was frightened, and they fluttered and took off. They flew out from the bottom of the terminal building and swept to the sky.

However, these black birds gradually changed their appearance in Nobunaga's eyes, and when they looked again, they had turned into snow-white doves of peace.

The passenger plane...it wasn't a Federal Postal freighter that exploded, it was a passenger plane...

Just now, he witnessed the little girl in the red dress and her mother get on the plane, and now, the **** of death has taken everyone on the plane.

Rum seemed perfectly satisfied with what he saw, standing by the window looking down at the chaotic scene at JFK airport like a monarch inspecting his territory.

"127 people." Rum suddenly opened his mouth and said to Shinfan, "Just now you killed 127 people with your own hands, 127 innocent lives. But you don't have to blame yourself, anyway, compared with seven billion, 3 and 127 have no What a difference."

There really isn't much difference, at least for Nobunaga, the moment he pressed the detonation button, he had completely lost himself.

He carried 127 lives on his shoulders. These people are different from the blood he smeared before. They are completely innocent. They have family, friends, and love, and they have a life far more worthwhile than Nobuhan.

But now, the people who should live are not alive, and the people who are damned are not dead.

Nobuhan lost the ability to think, his mind was blank, and there was only the innocent smiling face of the little girl in red in front of him.

Gradually, the smiling face that once gave him strength and hope began to deform, and slowly became hideous, like an evil spirit that climbed up from **** to claim his life.

The evil spirit took all his strength away, and there was only darkness in front of Nobunaga's eyes.

The body's self-protection mechanism is activated at this time, controlling him to fall asleep deeply.

He had long been abandoned by the light, and at this time he finally completely merged into the darkness.

Perhaps, only in the endless darkness can people who have lost their faith gain a brief sense of security.

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