Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

I checked a few rooms and found quite a few bombs. They are all firmly held in place and difficult to remove.

And according to the mysterious person on the phone, in addition to a few on the bright side, there are also many hidden in the dark.

Xiang Sizong Tailang's bodyguard is proficient in fighting and firearms, but he can only say that he knows little about bombs.

After all, they don't need to defuse bombs - even if they are unlucky and hit a bomb, all they have to do is cover the boss's retreat.

After Xiang Sizong Tailang got a positive reply from the bodyguard, his face was ugly.

He always felt that his family was impregnable, but who would have thought that it would turn into a bomb den before he knew it.

The person on the other side of the phone said to talk to him.

But at this time, the fool will go to the designated place to meet.

Xiang Sizong Tailang thought for a while, and immediately decided to take two bodyguards and drive to the police station in secret to ask for protection.

As for the police officers in the parlour...you mustn't tell them.

If the gangster could sneak into his house unknowingly, 80% of the time it means that there is a ghost in the house, and the police officers who are looking for the police at home will easily alarm the gangster.

And if the police knew there was a bomb, they would definitely evacuate the crowd as soon as possible.

In his house, there were a lot of people, servants, bodyguards, secretaries, police officers, and it was impossible to make little noise when evacuating.

In short, let's leave the others alone and retreat. Anyway, the target of the gangster is him, maybe if he is not there, the bomb will not be detonated.

As for whether the other party would still detonate in anger and send a whole room of people to heaven, Xiang Sizong Tailang didn't want to think about it.

He let the two captains of bodyguards walk behind him. The three of them are just right, and it is not easy to disturb others.

Xiang Sizong Tailang crept through his house, opened the side door, and slipped to the garage in the yard.

His driver just came back from washing the car and was about to get off.

Xiang Sizong Tailang should have been more cautious.

But for some reason, he was very anxious today, especially now, and wanted to give up thinking.

In addition, as soon as I exited the side door, a Osaka accent suddenly came from behind: "Mr. Goji? Where are you going?"

Xiang Sizong Tailang was startled, and when he turned around, he saw a black-skinned boy wearing a baseball cap standing in the corridor, who was watching him vigilantly.

The loud voices of the high school students also attracted other people in the room, and the police officers who had been left in the living room by the Xiangsi Zong Tailang got up one after another.

Xiang Sizong Tailang saw their movements, and his heart thumped, for fear that all the bombs would detonate together in the next second.

While shouting at the doorman to let them open the door, he quickly opened the rear door, got into the back of the driver's seat where he was used to sitting, and shouted to the driver, "Go to the police station! Hurry up!"

The two bodyguards also prepared to open the door and get in the car.

It was only their hands on the doorknob that the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car squeaked out of the door that had just opened, leaving behind a ton of exhaust.

Hattori Heiji and Conan, who came over, watched this scene and were stunned.

After a while, they were the first to come to their senses and greeted the police officers behind: "Come on! Mr. Goji may be in danger!"

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Xiang Sizong Tailang was followed by ghosts and patted his head, making him very anxious.

After getting in the car, he reluctantly relaxed, feeling the acceleration of the car, and then the sudden feeling of pushing his back. Xiang Sizong Tailang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the driver's reaction was really fast today, let him go, and leave immediately, making a decisive decision. Promising and worth a raise.

...is that the road seems to be going the wrong way.

Is this the direction to the police station?

Xiang Sizong Tailang thought for a while, and felt that the road might be on the wrong side and it was not easy to get stuck in traffic. Although the distance is a bit far, it can get to the police station faster - yes, it must be so.

Shiraishi glanced at him in the rear-view mirror, and suddenly felt that the ghost was really useful. If he could keep one, he would hammer his head a few times when Professor Hirota checked his homework...

No no, it's too immoral to think that way.

Shiraishi put aside the thought and drove all the way to the suburbs.

After walking a long way, Ghost Hammer was tired and stopped to rest.

Xiang Sizong Tailang regained a brief sobriety. He glanced out the window and sat upright in surprise: "Where are you going?"

"Toyohashi City, mountain driving training class." The answer came from the front.

The voice is very calm, and if you evaluate it objectively, it sounds good, and the tone is still polite.

The only problem is...

It was definitely not his driver's voice.

Xiang Sizong Tailang broke down in cold sweat, but did not respond slowly. He reached into his arms, took out a gun, and pressed the muzzle against the temple of the driver in front: "Stop!"

"Your car's performance is good." However, the driver didn't seem too panicked, he patted the steering wheel, "Want to experience the thrill of hitting a mountain at a top speed of 250 miles?"

While talking, the car had already reached the winding mountain road.

Xiang Sizong Tailang looked at the speed displayed on the dashboard, but couldn't press the trigger with his hand.

He is tall and very inconvenient in the car. If a shot kills the driver, does he really have time to roll over into the front seat and stop the car before it falls off a cliff?

... the township Sizong Tailang thinks it will not work.

The chances of survival are too low.

Might as well have a good talk~www.readwn.com~ first stabilize this terrorist who somehow got into his house.

The siren behind him was far away, but he could barely hear it. After leaving the city, the police were also speeding up. The Town Secretary felt that perseverance was victory.

He cleared his throat, forced himself to calm down, and was about to speak when a figure in front of him flickered.

Go Sizong Tailang suddenly looked at the driver's seat through the rearview mirror, where the face of Numabuchi Kiichiro appeared!

...wasn't he still a curly-haired man wearing a mask just now? ?

Before Xiang Sizong Tailang could figure out what happened, the car body suddenly shook violently - the car broke through the fence, drew an incomplete parabola, and plunged into the beach full of rocks below.

It only takes a few seconds to drop tens of meters. Xiang Sizong Tailang subconsciously wanted to open the door. Although he didn't know how to escape after opening the door, it was better than waiting to die.

But unfortunately, he couldn't even get this little psychological comfort - the door was locked long ago.

The reef floor is getting closer. Before the vehicle hit the ground, Xiang Sizong Tailang vaguely glimpsed an old scorch mark nearby.

...It seems that many years ago, there was also a traffic accident here.

In his mind, his younger self gradually emerged. In his slightly clearer pupils, a burnt car and a tragic death were once reflected.

boom-

The vehicle fell to the ground, and a fire burst into the sky under the cliff.

The chasing police car stopped along the winding mountain road. Hattori Heiji and Conan rushed out of the car and looked at the fire below, not knowing what to say for a while.

They didn't rush down to save people right away. One is that this place is too steep, and there is no way to go straight down, and the other is that this height, coupled with the explosion of the vehicle...Masked Superman may not be able to survive sitting in the car.