Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

It cannot be resolved at the cost of human lives.

Can’t we use human lives to resolve the issue?

We can’t settle it at the cost of human lives!

Once upon a time, there were people who complained to him again and again in his ears, and expressed the hope of life again and again.

The emotions of pain and unwillingness poured out in an instant, but were blocked by the high defenses of the heart.

Lin Xiaochen didn't know what to comment at this moment, so he could only clench his fists tightly and calm his surging thoughts.

The deployed police cars flashed red and blue lights, and the entire high-rise building was surrounded by a huge crowd of people and resources.

Natsume was still arguing with a few people, but his boss, who could no longer tolerate it, said, "There is a difference between superiors and subordinates."

Natsume was a man of temperament. He was cursing angrily because the negotiations were fruitless. He became even angrier when he saw Lin Xiaochen standing aside without saying a word: "Hey, Lin, what are you thinking about? Why don't you say a word!... Are you trying to solve that riddle?"

"No." Lin Xiaochen shook his head slightly.

Natsume was so angry that he almost jumped up: "Then why are you in a daze! Don't you have friends in the Explosion Team? Don't you care about them?"

Xia Mu's impulsiveness made Lin Xiaochen calmer: "Wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?" Natsume was puzzled. "If we wait any longer, everyone will die!"

"Natsume." Lin Xiaochen's voice was surprisingly calm. "Don't say anything unlucky."

Natsume thought he was going to say something in rebuttal, but he just said something light and unlucky. The words got stuck in his throat, and his face turned blue.

Lin Xiaochen turned his attention back to the superiors who were gathered together. He saw one of them answer the phone. His expression eased a little, and then he tried to shout to the prisoner again.

"We agree to pay 10 billion yen, please..."

it has started.

Lin Xiaochen quickly got on the motorcycle, and the roar of the motor raised a cloud of dust along the way.

"Where are you going?" Natsume was stunned by his series of actions. He didn't say anything until Lin Xiaochen was about to disappear from his sight. "What are you doing?"

The police tried to use money to keep the criminals in check and then take the opportunity to arrest them.

As a result, one of them who still had a conscience was hit and killed by a truck, and the remaining guy detonated the bomb in a frenzy.

Time is running out.

On the other side, in the dim room, Lin Yucheng, who had just woken up, threw off the quilt and stood up. He pulled open the crimson curtains as if he had noticed something. Light instantly squeezed in from the gap and shone directly on Lin Yucheng's pale and bloodless skin.

Lin Yucheng squinted his eyes, slightly adjusted to the light, and quietly leaned out to see four or five police cars parked on the street. He returned his gaze to the sky and found a hovering police helicopter.

Lin Yucheng drew the curtains again and reviewed the tasks of the past few days.

I felt that my plan and actions were perfect, and the police should not be able to find me so quickly.

So he collapsed back into bed, pulled the quilt over him and closed his eyes with a clear conscience.

But he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned. He scratched his hair in annoyance and stood up with a sit-up.

I can’t sleep. I won’t sleep anymore.

Lin Yucheng's eyes lost their luster, and an air of decadence emanated from his entire body.

But his movements were still quick and decisive. He quickly dressed, washed up, and began to destroy all traces of his life.

Then, there was a noise coming from outside the wall, which was not soundproofed perfectly. A few voices were faintly heard:

"Don't take anything. There's a bomb. Run."

"Please follow the police officers to seek shelter."

Lin Yucheng glanced at the improvised bomb in his right hand and the lighter in his left hand.

I couldn't tell for a moment whether I was awake or not.