Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

After hanging up the phone, Kurokawa Keizawa looked at the kids again and said, "Come on, help me."

"it is good!"

……

Not far from the Twin Towers...

A black Porsche 356A was parked on the side of the road.

Vodka frowned and looked towards the top of the twin towers.

"I really don't know what that Jundu guy wants to do. How is he going to get out?"

The bomb will not stop exploding just because he is a high-ranking member of the organization.

Gin snorted coldly: "That was his own choice. Isn't death what he expected?"

A fun way to escape?

He wanted to see if this "fun" could kill him.

……

Get everything ready.

Kurokawa Keizawa looked at the children sitting in a row in the back seat.

"Are your seat belts fastened?"

The three little ones stretched out their hands: "It's tied!"

Conan quickly asked: "Brother Kurokawa! Is it okay if you can't see the countdown?"

"Don't worry, I can see it."

Kurokawa Keisawa pointed at the rearview mirror that was bent into an incredible arc.

Conan was speechless. So there is such a trick?

"Okay, let's get ready to go. Close your eyes!"

Shift gears and step on the accelerator to the floor.

There was the sound of shattering glass and the rush of air from the bomb exploding.

The red car just flew out and landed in the swimming pool of Building B opposite.

Several children closed their eyes and then opened them again.

I found myself leaving the dangerous Building A and landing safely.

Xiaolan, Inspector Megure and others also rushed in from the door, shouting their names anxiously.

"Brother Kurokawa is so awesome!"

The three little starry eyes admired Kurokawa Keizawa even more than before.

Kurokawa Keizawa smiled and touched the three little ones' heads.

"Although it's cool to do this, I still have to tell you that it's very dangerous. You can't do this by yourself."

The three little ones obediently stretched out their hands, and their tone of agreement was a little longer: "Understood."

"Good boy."

Mitsuhiko said regretfully: "It's a pity that Rin didn't ride in the same car with us, otherwise it could have ridden in a flying car like this once."

Yuan Tai agreed: "Yes, yes, this is even more regrettable than eating thirty bowls less of eel rice."

Inspector Megure was waving to a few people on the shore, but suddenly he saw a person named Kisaragi Minemizu sitting in the back seat.

"Hey! Brother Kurokawa! Why is Mr. Kisaragi also in this car?"

"Ah, this..."

Kurokawa Keizawa pursed his lips, as if he had just remembered his previous conversation with Kisaragi Minemizu, and his expression became a little lonely.

Conan saw that Kurokawa Keizawa looked a little reluctant, so he took the initiative to explain the details to Inspector Megure.

"Actually, it's like this..."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Vodka hung up the phone and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Gin frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Big brother..."

Vodka scratched the back of his head: "Cointreau... drove his car to the swimming pool of Building B opposite..."

This is a way of escape.

how to say.

It was exactly what Cointreau said before he hung up the phone.

It’s fun…

It's also quite annoying.

Gin: "..."

Only that guy from Cointreau dares to do that.

What a lucky fate.

How come this guy who loves to die so much hasn't died yet?

"Okay, the main computer of the Anti-Normal Group has also crashed. The organization's information will not be leaked. Let's drive away and go back to work."

"Yes."

……

London, England.

An underground fighting arena in a tavern...

Fujiwara Keiyuki wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, took two steps forward and squatted in front of the opponent he had just knocked down.

"Are you willing to listen to me now?"

The burly man in front of him gritted his teeth and cursed in English with a country accent.

"I'll listen to you! I'll let you go! I'll be a **** even if I lose!"

Fujiwara Keiyuki: “…”

His face is more wrinkled than if he had eaten a lemon.

Is this person sick?

He just wanted to come here to talk to someone.

Right from the start you insisted on dragging me into the competition arena. I wanted to talk to you nicely, but you insisted on having a fight first.

Quite speechless.

After the sturdy man in front of him finished cursing, he realized that what he said before and after was somewhat illogical.

He touched the back of his head which still hurt, and said in a slightly more gentle tone: "Sorry, little brother, I got a little excited."

Fujiwara Keiyuki sighed and reached out to help the sturdy man up: "It's okay."

The sturdy man cleared his throat and said, "Hi, my name is Hans. You are the 'Suo Patrol' who has become famous recently on the dark web, right?"

After receiving a positive response from Fujiwara Keiyuki, Hans reached back and said, "Then please follow me. Our boss is upstairs."

Fujiwara Keiyuki nodded and followed Hans upstairs.

He looked curiously at the empty venue downstairs: "Why are there no guests?"

Hans exclaimed, and explained, "It's like this. Our tavern is actually the same as the taverns in Japan. They were both established to help aliens survive in their own country."

"Without the Inhuman blood certificate, you can't even see the door of our club. But the level of our club is slightly lower than yours, so we can be considered a branch."

Fujiwara Keiyuki nodded: "So that's how it is."

He said that the last time he went to the pub, Uncle Maori loved drinking so much, and the pub was right opposite the door, so why didn't he go there to drink?

It turns out that I can’t see it.

Hans brought Fujiwara Keiyuki to a door.

Hans knocked on the door: "Boss, someone is here."

An old voice came: "Let him in."

"it is good."

Hans opened the door for Fujiwara Keiyuki: "Go ahead, the boss is inside."

Fujiwara Keishi thanked him and walked in.

I ran into an old man with a beard that was almost dragging on the ground.

The old man waved to him cheerfully: "Come here, kid, let me see you."

He hadn't seen a young man with such good skills for a long time.

As his butler and personal bodyguard, Hans is almost invincible in this world.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him knocked Hans down with just a few moves.

Fujiwara Keiyuki twitched his lips and walked over to sit next to the old man.

"Sir, you are also from the Sea Tribe, right?"

The old man was surprised for a second: "You figured it out."

Fujiwara Keiyuki: “…”

What could he say? This guy didn't even act, the scales unique to the sea creatures were still hanging on his face.

The old man noticed where Fujiwara Keiyuki was looking.

He touched the scales on his face and his eyes became deeper.

"It seems that your bloodline is really pure. There are very few scales here that the younger generation can observe with the naked eye."

The old man stroked his beard, and his tone became mysterious: "If I'm not mistaken, you should have come into contact with 'Apocalypse'?"

Fujiwara Keiyuki chuckled: "You are indeed very good at predicting things."