Coroner Coroner

There was clearly no emotion in the voice.

But... inexplicably irritating.

Especially when paired with Hui Yuanai's calm and calm face.

Taunting works surprisingly well.

"You?!" Chino Kakutake's fat face froze: "That was just an accident... faster than that traitor Hu Longyou!"

"But the Novaru team still lost, didn't they?"

"It's just a fluke!"

"The Novaru team lost."

"Shut up! Our main force temporarily changed jobs, and only the SPIRITS team scored a goal by chance. How can this be considered a loss?"

"The Novaru team lost."

"..."

Hui Yuanai directly turned into a repeater.

But Kakutake Akano was defeated just like that.

Because the defeat of the Novalo team is the pain in his heart, no matter how much he denies it, it is an objective pain.

"Bastard... bastard!"

"We didn't lose... Our team didn't lose!"

There is a cheerful air in the subway station.

The veins on Takeshi Akano's forehead exploded.

Fat face also turned pale with anger.

The fans of the SPIRITS team on the side seemed to have been inspired by Haibara's demonstration.

They were scolded by Takeshi Akano before and did not dare to look up, now they all mastered the trick of fighting back:

"Hahaha... I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, he's in a hurry."

"Shut up!! Or I'll kill you!!"

"Come on... this is it, this is it?"

"Almost got it."

"..."

A set of fatal combos came down.

Akano Kakutake's eyes were bloodshot, his blood pressure soared, and his face was bluish and purple, as if he was about to explode on the spot in the next second.

"Ahhhhh!!"

He yelled wildly at the crowd like a groundhog.

But no matter how hooligan this hooligan is, he is still alone. How can he shout at so many opposing fans at the scene?

"Give me all to die!!"

Kakutake Akano finally broke out like a bull.

He rushed towards the crowd without hesitation.

As a result, the crowd dispersed.

But because he was too fat and his movements were too slow, not only did he not catch up with any of them, but he was even stopped by the security of the subway station.

In the end... this farce just ended.

Everyone who angered the football hooligan didn't dare to stay for long, and went to take the subway separately.

Akano Kakutake also walked into the subway station angrily with the sulking anger that he had nowhere to vent.

No one pays attention to him anymore.

Only Lin Xinyi.

"What?" Hui Yuan Ai was a little puzzled: "Why are you still staring at this annoying guy?"

"He's dead." Lin Xinyi replied in a complicated tone.

"Hmm..." Hui Yuanai's expression was subtle: "There's no need to get angry with this kind of scum, right?"

"I'm not being angry."

"I'm serious." Lin Xinyi followed slowly:

"Today's case hasn't happened yet."

"And those who dare to provoke Conan and his friends when Conan is on vacation and traveling..."

"So far, none of them have ended well."

Chapter 625

Except for Conan who has no self-knowledge, everyone still believes in Master Lin's prophecy.

The master said that whoever wants to die will inevitably suffer from bloody disasters.

"Are you going to work again..."

Belmode looked at him tacitly.

She knew that Lin Xinyi, the policeman, became more and more involved in the show, and was more "nosy" than the real policeman.

He would not watch someone being killed in front of his eyes without being indifferent.

Even if the victim this time is Kakutake Akano, a football hooligan who looks very annoying.

"To protect this guy..."

Belmode sighed reluctantly, but still gave Lin Xinyi a serious look:

"I understand, leave it to me this time."

The best killers are often the best bodyguards.

With her, the assassination expert, it is guaranteed that she can follow Akano Kakutake silently, so that everyone including the murderer who may show up at any time will not be able to notice...

Unable to detect...

"I can't detect a ghost!"

After half a minute, Bellmode gave up.

Secret protection?

She can't do it.

Because there are too many people in this subway station.

Just outside the subway station is a sea of ​​people.

Now that I entered the subway station, passed the ticket gate, and went down to the subway platform, there were so many people like the scene of the Spring Festival travel... No, it was more terrifying than the scene of the Spring Festival travel...

This is simply the morning and evening rush hour in Tokyo.

After countless games, fans wearing the jerseys of Novaro and SPIRITS flocked to the subway station, this "small pool" with limited capacity.

The huge flow of people filled the platform at once.

The passengers waiting for the bus are like densely packed small sardines, crammed into the cramped big can.

With such a large number of people, which far exceeds the design load of the platform, even if the passengers have the quality of Japanese nationals at the "Nishi Sekandobanae" level, it will not be of much use.

Indulge them in wanting to line up, and there is no room for them to line up here.

Everyone squeezed into a rice ball like rice grains.

This "rice ball" blocked the entire platform.

And behind the dense crowd, stood a row of subway station security personnel in blue and gray uniforms, white gloves, and big caps on their heads.

They all looked dignified, with serious eyes.

But they are not actually preparing to continue as if they are facing a big enemy.

Instead, he was accumulating strength and preparing to wait for the subway to arrive at the station. He would use as much force as possible behind his back to push the passengers who couldn't squeeze into the car——

Yes, during the peak hours of the Tokyo Metro, a special person is required to "boost" passengers on the platform.

If "Subway Elderly Phone.jpg" arrives here.

I'm afraid it will only become "Subway Elderly Phone.zip".

"I just said..."

Belmode gave Lin Xin a blank look helplessly:

"Should have driven here today."

"This..." Lin Xinyi had nothing to say:

Driving is also troublesome... In an international metropolis, where tens of thousands of people gather, parking is probably more difficult than squeezing the subway.

And they haven't removed the tracker on the sports car yet.

Lin Xinyi didn't want to watch a game and meet with the FBI, so he simply followed Conan's original plan and took the children to take the subway.

Now it seems…

Not to mention the possibility of missing the case if you don't come here, it's a really bad choice.

And for Lin Xinyi who wanted to prevent the case from happening, the "grand occasion" on this platform was also troublesome.

"Too many people."

"It's impossible to think about 'secret' protection."

"Actually..." Belmode glanced at Akano Kakutake who was not far away: "It is difficult for us to keep up with him now."