How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

"What should we do now?" Hattori Heiji asked.

Due to the presence of Edogawa Conan and Mao Lilan, he couldn't ask such a question, but he was also asking how to act.

"It's easy? It's just that I'm waiting..."

Dai Sugihata was fiddling with the tape recorder in her hand. It was a highly intelligent product with functions similar to an alarm clock, and she could also set what software to play at what time.

"What are you waiting for?" Hattori Heiji asked impatiently.

"Waiting for errands."

The answer was decisive and without hesitation.

In just a few minutes, Takagi Wataru, Sato Miwako, and Chiba Kazunobu all appeared outside the screening room.

The three criminal policemen were completely misled and completely failed to grasp the situation, so they walked up with smiles on their faces.

"Miss Dai, although it sounds a bit similar, it's not at all. That bomb, don't do it in the next explosion-proof drill..."

Tsubasa Takagi commented on the explosion that Dai Sugihata imitated before.

All in all, Takagi said that the bomb did not sound like it.

"I was shocked when I first heard it, but it was a bit too exaggerated." Miwako Sato said, "It feels like an explosion-proof drill."

Chiba didn't speak, but nodded desperately to express her agreement.

"Not a drill."

"Huh?" The detectives were very surprised.

"Of course not. What I said was just to minimize riots as much as possible, so don't act with great fanfare when you act."

"The Metropolitan Police Department has only one entrance and exit, and the prisoner must have entered through the main entrance. There are detectors installed at the main entrance. Naturally, it is impossible for bombs and weapons to be brought in."

"But the prisoner still hijacked the ministers who were in the meeting, that is to say, the prisoner must have at least one gun, and then the gun must have been taken from the vault. Takagi, go and confirm how the prisoner got it out of the vault. Those who took the guns, there should be no one to take the guns today."

Takagi responded with a cry and hurriedly started to act.

"There is also a tape recorder. I just took a look at it. It is a very new device. I probably bought it for playing here. Chiba, you send this to the forensic department and let them verify the fingerprints. After that, send it to the police department. , ask them to use the voiceprint recognition system to test the tape, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

Chiba followed Takagi with the same hurried actions, which made people sigh unconsciously.

"Sister Miwako, let's observe the situation in the conference room for a while."

"Eh?" Miwako Sato was confused for a while.

"As for the meeting room, the Mumu Police Department has already gone to observe the situation first, and told us to contact us through the walkie-talkie..."

Then, very inappropriate, or so completely in line with the situation that it is almost necessary for the plot, Mu Mushisan's contact rang through the walkie-talkie.

"No, no, this is really not a drill. The conference room is under control now, and the prisoner said that as long as anyone dares to come in, he will shoot and kill the police chief!"

What's so good about being a police chief, and what's so good about being a leader. The prisoner's weapon was taken from the police vault, and there were only a dozen bullets at most. The prisoner could probably fire one shot during the SAT break-in. If a shot hits, the police chief must be killed, just like when the prime minister's official residence was hijacked, the prime minister must be killed.

"Father..." Tan Baima tried his best to keep calm, but the effect was not good, and the last calm he kept was to sit honestly and not do unnecessary things.

"The conference room is on the fifth floor, let's go down from the seventh floor."

Eh?Eh?Eh?

Miwako Sato couldn't keep up with her state, and she was dragged to the seventh floor in a hazy state.

"Conan, is your belt really that useful?"

He asked Conan Edogawa who was following him.

"Of course, my belt can knock down an Apache!"

Edogawa Conan said in a tone of "whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway".

A group of people came to the room on the seventh floor, which was directly above the meeting room.

Afterwards, Edogawa Conan untied his belt, one side was tied to Sato Miwako's waist, and the other side was tied to a stool in the house, and Hattori Heiji tightly pulled it.

"Is this really okay?"

Miwako Sato looked at the straps tied to her body, feeling a little worried, very worried, extremely worried!

"Or change the rope, what do you think?"

Subconsciously swallowing his saliva, he tugged at the strap, wanting to confirm its toughness.

"This is a new invention of Dr. Ari, it must be fine, Officer Sato." Conan Edogawa said.

"Come on! Sister Miwako!" Dai Sugihata clenched her fists, encouraging Miwako Sato.

"Don't worry about me!" Hattori Heiji tugged at the sling he was holding, expressing that it would be fine.

I'm not worried though that you won't be able to catch that...

My concern is whether this will break...

Subconsciously glanced at the ground, if it breaks, it must be smashed to pieces...

"Sister Miwako."

Miwako Sato looked at the past with infinite expectations, but all she got was regret.

"Here is this camera for you. Take a picture of the situation inside. If the prisoner's face is facing away, take a picture of the glass to attract his attention." Dai Sugihata looked at Miwako Sato's worried face and said, "Don't worry about him. Shoot, that kind of pistol can't go through bulletproof glass at all."

I'm not worried about getting shot at all! !

What I'm worried about is this broken suspender! ! !

But no matter what, she couldn't get a response, Miwako Sato hardened her heart and jumped down.

Fortunately, the sling was extremely tough, and Miwako Sato parked safely outside the meeting room.

Desperately slapping the bulletproof glass, pouring all the fear just now into the slapping.

Such a malicious slap and a ghost-like expression startled the unusually muscular man with blond hair who hijacked the high-level Metropolitan Police Department in the conference room.