Hero Tomie

"Can you move the gun away first before discussing?" The young man who was pointed at by Qin Jiu frowned slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in his dark eyes.

When did the Japanese police start hiring minors?Amuro looked at that face that was too pretty, and was sure that such a person was not arranged to board the plane for this operation.

Are you from Hong Kong?Amuro Toru's eyes slowly slipped from Osamu Dazai who was still sitting in his seat to other passengers who didn't get up immediately, damn it!No less than 20 people were replaced without a sound. It was too embarrassing for the Japanese police. It was still in front of Akai Shuichi, whom he hated the most.

"It's not me." Dazai Osamu seemed to have seen through Amuro's thoughts, and shook his head in denial: "We don't have such a beautiful boy in Hong Kong, right? Chuya."

Nakahara, who was sitting next to Osamu Dazai and wearing a hat, also raised his eyelids, and glanced at the boy who was pointed at by the gun, "I don't know, the Japanese police are really useless, let's forget about it, and let unrelated people touch it. "

Toru Amuro, representing the Japanese police, couldn't hold back his smile, and repeatedly reminded himself to calm down. The most important task now is to catch the fish that escaped the net of the black organization, and not to conflict with Hong Kong gangsters for the time being.

Mr. Nakahara's naked dislike is not only for the Japanese police, but also for Fu Jiang, an unrelated person who was pointed at the head with a gun.

A smile suddenly appeared on Fu Jiang's indifferent face, which made Qin Jiu feel dazed for a moment.

"That's not what you said when we drank together last time, Mr. Nakahara."

"Huh?" The red-haired youth looked up, "Who are you?"

Gin didn't stop the hostage at gunpoint from taking something out of his pocket. After realizing that he had been tricked by the police, he was looking for a way to get out. The more chaos on the scene, the better for him.

Fu Jiang took out his mobile phone, and on the screen was a boy riding a cool motorcycle.

The wine in Zhongya's hand was almost spilled.

"Oh, isn't that Zhongya's important wife?" Osamu Dazai stood up and leaned on the back of the chair to take a closer look. The cold and stern aura faded away, allowing Fu Jiang to find a somewhat familiar aura.

"Leader, please pay attention to your identity."

Mr. Nakahara didn't lose his temper unexpectedly. Although his face was full of anger, he still reminded Osamu Dazai not to behave in front of outsiders that was not in line with the Hong Kong black boss. Tomie actually saw a trace of respect from it.

This magical parallel world is really amazing.

You must know that in your own world, the relationship between Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Dazai is like fire and water. Every time Mr. Nakahara mentions Mr. Dazai, he is accompanied by a long list of nicknames. I didn’t expect to see him respectfully address Mr. Dazai here. , Let Fu Jiang have the urge to turn on the camera to shoot and go back to Mr. Zhongyuan to send a copy.

However, Mr. Dazai, who was dressed in a standard gangster outfit in black, solved Tomie's little doubt.When getting along with Mr. Dazai, who has a hippie smiling face and just wants to find someone to commit suicide and die in love every day, Fu Jiang occasionally feels that it is against harmony. At this moment, looking at the chilling and indifferent Hong Kong gangster leader Dazai Zhi is the nature of this person.

"I'm not wrong. Didn't Zhong also regard that motorcycle as his important wife? It really surprised me that someone else touched it."

"Who are you?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, he never had such a person in his memory, and his relationship was so close that he could ride his own motorcycle to pose for a photo.

Fu Jiang immediately turned his head, and coldly rejected Nakahara Chuya's questioning eyes, like a betrayed woman silently accusing a scumbag.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt that the atmosphere was weird, and everyone around him was looking at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Chuya, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Osamu Dazai expressed his thoughts for everyone.

"I don't know him at all!"

It's a pity that the people around don't think so. Those with richer brains have already filled in one of the stories that Hong Kong black cadres and beautiful teenagers have to tell.

Seeing that the development of the matter was getting more and more deviated from the original intention, Shinichi Kudo brought the topic back to the right path in time.

"Gin Jiu, don't make unnecessary struggles anymore, put down your gun and surrender. We have already wiped out all the fugitive members of your organization that you planned to organize." Kudo Shinichi stood at a relatively rear position. This time he was arresting, not To solve the case, you don't need him, a famous detective, to be at the forefront.The reason why he appeared here was to witness with his own eyes the shadow that had entangled him for ten years.

The Black Organization was wiped out seven years ago. After the undercover agents in the organization stood up, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. It turned out that the backbone of the organization was all undercover agents sent by different countries. Without them, the organization would have collapsed long ago.

Kudo Shinichi finally got the antidote after some twists and turns, and bid farewell to Edogawa Conan's identity.But there are still some fish that slip through the net, especially the organization's diehard Gin.

This dangerous man has been on the run for seven years, and was surrounded many times during the seven years, but he escaped all of them.Recently, he got information that he already knew that Kudo Shinichi and Miyano Shiho became smaller after taking aptx4869.

The news made Kudo Shinichi, who was preparing for the wedding, full of anxiety, worried that Mao Lilan, who was about to become his wife, would be hurt.That's why he appeared on the plane, this time he must not let Gin escape again.

"Where will this plane land?" The boy pointed at by Gin Jiu suddenly asked, "Is it Italy?"

Toru Amuro wanted to answer, of course not, the plane was set to be fully automatic, with a fixed destination that could not be changed, and there were hundreds of elite policemen waiting for Gin.

But the port mafia appeared on the plane.

"Of course it's Italy," Osamu Dazai replied with a chuckle, "It took a lot of effort to change it."

Fu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what happened on the plane, as long as he can be sent to Italy.And it seems that I heard a familiar vocabulary just now, maybe it can save a lot of time by following Mr. Dazai, who has become the boss of Hong Kong Black.

"Sorry, you can't go anywhere." Gin took out a remote control from his pocket, "I installed a bomb on the plane, and I destroyed all the first aid equipment. I only planned to deal with you." He glanced at Osamu Dazai glance. "I didn't expect to be surprised."

A layer of dark red light appeared on Zhongyuan Zhongye's body.

"I heard that many members of the Port Mafia have a superpower." Gin pressed the remote control, "I don't know if there is one that can stop the explosion."

"At this time," Osamu Dazai suddenly became serious, and stopped Chuya Nakahara, who was about to make a move with his eyes, "Of course the correct choice is to ask the police for help."

The idea of ​​the Japanese police officer Fugu Rei at this time is to lock Gin and Hong Kong gangsters together and kill each other. Do you, a gangster boss, have any shame in asking the police for help?

Perhaps Nakahara also felt that it was too embarrassing to have such a boss, so he didn't give Osamu Dazai a second chance to ask for help, and directly used his ability to overturn the gin.

Qin Jiu suddenly felt that his fingers were extremely heavy, so heavy that he couldn't even press the remote control, and he couldn't move his feet at all. It seemed that he had become cast iron, and he couldn't move a single strand of hair.

"Okay, this is the end of the farce." The strongest fighter in Hong Kong and Black stood up in a black windbreaker with a grim look on his face, and said to Amuro Toru imposingly: "The person you want to arrest is entrusted to you, don't hinder us. "

Toru Amuro stepped forward cautiously, took the remote control from Gin, and ordered others to check for bombs on the plane, and then unloaded the gun in Gin himself, and searched him all over again, and found that the With all the weapons out, he asked Nakahara Nakaya to let go of the gin a little unnaturally.

Fu Jiang looked at the weapons piled up under his feet, not only was he impressed by the gin, but this man was able to insist on wearing a thick black windbreaker in the hot summer, just to hide these weapons on his body, right?Simply too dedicated.

Seeing that everything was settled, Ke Teng's eyes made Kudo Shinichi think that things would not be so simple.

Sure enough, there was a muffled sound from the direction of the cockpit, and the fuselage shook violently.Everyone immediately understood what happened. Kudo Shinichi watched as someone rushed to the cockpit to check. The noise in the cockpit was not loud, and it was easy to give people a little hope, but he knew that gin was not the kind that would give people hope people.

The person who rushed into the cockpit quickly came out again, shaking his head at Toru Amuro with a look of despair.

There was silence in the cabin, and the smile on Gin Jiu's face gradually rampant.

"Chuya." Osamu Dazai said suddenly, looking at Chuya Nakahara with a subtle smile.

Nakahara Zhong also took a deep breath, tried to endure, and kept reminding himself that the current Dazai was no longer his partner, but the boss of Hong Kong gangsters, but in the end he failed.

"You are dreaming! Let me fly to Italy with the plane, are you still awake?!"

The irritable appearance made Dazai Osamu roll his eyes with a smile. This appearance of Chuya seems to be the same as when he first joined Hong Kong Hei.

"But if you want to go back and look for the plane again, I'm afraid you will miss the negotiation between Pengo Li and Mirufiore." He tilted his head in distress, "What should I do?"

"I can't help it, just wait for death." Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily.

With the ability to control gravity, it is natural that Hongkong's boss will not die in an air crash, but it is just an angry word repeatedly teased by the bastard Dazai relying on his boss status.I can't control the plane to fly to Italy, so now it's just right to return to Japan.

The Central Plains also does not want Dazai and Hong Kong Hei to get involved in the battle between Vongola and Mirufiore. The relationship between Hong Kong Hei and Vongola is just fine on the surface, and the main battlefield is also in Italy. He does not understand Dazai Why not go to Italy.

"This is not just a war between Vongola and Mirufiore. What Bai Lan Jiesuo is asking for is not something that can be satisfied by just one Vongola." Osamu Dazai shook his head, "Maybe we will go this time, A history that can witness the world change.”

"I don't know if I can witness history, but if you don't think about it, you will fall to your death, okay?" The body shook more and more violently, most people had fallen down and rolled around, and few people could stand still. Kudo Shinichi gripped the back of the chair tightly to stabilize his body, and what flashed through his mind was the wedding photo with Xiaolan.

Only one parachute remained intact, and it was recovered from Gin's seat.If there were no Hong Kong gangsters who suddenly appeared, it would be Gin who blew up the plane and fled by parachute, and all the rest of the people were destroyed with the plane.

"Mr. Nakahara..." Toru Amuro spoke with difficulty. As a Japanese police officer, he was actually reduced to the point where he wanted to ask the gang for help.

It is not difficult to use supernatural powers to hold up a plane that is about to crash, and Nakahara is waiting for Osamu Dazai's decision.

"Can't you fly the plane all the way to Italy?" Osamu Dazai asked sincerely.

"No." Zhong Yuan replied indifferently.

Osamu Dazai let out a long sigh, "Well, it seems that I can only miss the negotiation. It's rare that I asked Sawada-kun to save me a front seat."

"But, I want to go to Italy." Fu Jiang said softly.

Before the dark red, the golden light flashed, taking away everyone's sight.

Hideichi Akai instinctively closed his eyes, and the constant shaking under his feet suddenly stopped. When he opened his eyes again, everyone was still in shock, and Toru Amuro was staring at a pile of parachutes that had become intact.

"Now you can go to Italy." Fu Jiang sat back in his seat peacefully, and said to the policeman in flight attendant uniform, "Please give me a glass of milk."