My script must be HE

The bombing this time is not uncommon for Tokyo, where accidents occur frequently, but it is particularly special after it involves an armed detective agency.When Toru Amuro rushed to the police hospital, the elementary school student named Conan was still on the hospital bed.

White gauze was tied on his head, he was wearing a hospital gown, and he was wearing glasses. His eyes showed the helplessness of lovelessness.

And next to him is Moori Kogoro who keeps scolding him.

"What Xinyi Xinyi, Xinyi asked you to deal with it and you go?!" The middle-aged uncle rarely expressed worry, "Do you take me, the famous detective Mori Kogoro, seriously? Why not? tell me?!"

Although his words sound more like boasting.

Fortunately, Xiaolan and Yuanzi went out to play today, so they didn't have to hear their accusations.This is the only thing Conan is happy about right now.

Conan was perfunctory, when the door of the ward was pushed open, and a person he didn't expect walked in.

"Are you okay? I was scared to death when I got the call... Sorry, I seem to have gone the wrong way! Wait, I remember you, your name is Conan, right?" Amuro Toru pushed the door open, pretending I went to the wrong door but suddenly saw the appearance of an acquaintance.

If there is something at home, it can be said to be a family member or a friend. Now the script Amuro Toru gives himself is an 'ordinary' person who receives a call from a friend who is injured and asks for leave to visit.

But Conan, who knew his identity, would not think that he was just here to visit the sick.

Conannan's pupils dilated, and in his eyes, Amuro's transparent face now had a familiar smile, and the sun was shining brightly, but it brought him endless pressure.

'Black Organization——!What does this matter have to do with them! ! ! '

And Toru Amuro seemed to have not noticed the vigilance on Conan's face at all. He continued to approach the hospital bed while politely praising Kogoro Mori.

"I'm a detective from the Armed Detective Agency, do you remember?" His smile seemed to have some deep meaning, as if hinting at something to Conan.

The air between them seemed to be frozen.

Conan watched Amuro Toru vigilantly, and Amuro Toru also observed Conan with probing eyes.

"Ah, I know." It seemed that the vigilance just now was just an illusion, Conan showed a childlike and innocent smile, "Brother Amuro cooks super delicious food!"

Can't be exposed, absolutely can't be exposed, whether he knows the other party's identity or his own identity!

If his existence is known by the Black Organization, then all the people around him will be retaliated against!

'hateful!Why did he come to the police hospital! '

And just at this time, Conan's cell phone rang again.The bomber who almost caused "Detective Conan" to end prematurely gave the "Detective" another challenge.

"You did a good job, detective." The voice on the other end of the phone was processed by a voice changer, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male, female, old or young. "Then it will not be that simple."

Amuro Toru's expression froze.

Obviously the one who was provoked was the 'Armed Detective Agency', but as a public security officer, he felt aggrieved by leaving the chessboard at the beginning of the game and being completely ignored.

What's the meaning?Do you look down on the Japanese police?

"It seems that the matter is very serious." Toru Amuro's expression seemed to be smiling, but it was so gloomy. "As a member of the Armed Detective Agency, I should also assist the police to solve the incident." He turned his head, as if Ask Conan, "Right, Ke, Nan."

Conan reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth: "Haha, haha."

'Do you have any problem with me? ? ? Conan, who felt that he was being targeted for no reason, shot three question marks in a row.

He really didn't know about this coincidence—at present, in Toru Amuro, the people whose names are associated with Wenhao are all people from different worlds with strange abilities, and Conan happened to use Wenhao's name when he named it.

Conan knew that Toru Amuro was a member of the Black Organization, and Toru Amuro thought Conan was a core member of the Armed Detective Agency.

In Amuro Toru's eyes, he just reported to his "colleagues" about his next actions and "asked" his "colleagues" for their opinions.After all, for now, the incident is the responsibility of 'Edogawa Conan'.

But Conan didn't know, he only thought that Toru Amuro had discovered his secret.

So he decided to pretend to be stupid and cute to the end.

...

On the other side, Atsushi Nakajima, who was pulled out from the Armed Detective Agency by Quan Jinghua, stood in the Greenland Park with a blank expression on his face.

There has just been an explosion in Greenland Park, and elementary school students have been injured. The cordon has not been removed at this time.And Quan Jinghua and Nakajima Atsushi were able to go in and search by virtue of the name of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Ano, Kyoka-chan." Atsushi Nakajima stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Why is Akutagawa here?"

He has no objection to forming a team with Akutagawa, and it's not like he hasn't formed a team before.

But recently he really doesn't want to see Akutagawa.

He didn't know what he did wrong. Anyway, Akutagawa changed his 'disgusted but still able to speak well' in school and successfully evolved into the version of 'strongly disgusted and unwilling to speak well'.

Akutagawa, who was pointed by Atsushi Nakajima with his index finger, didn't even leave the corner of his eyes.

Akutagawa covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times, turned his back to Atsushi Nakajima and looked at the river in front of him.At this time, the sun is shining on the water, and the clear river surface is sparkling, as if reflecting colorful brilliance.

"Shut up, Renhu." Akutagawa was obviously dissatisfied, "This is Mr. Dazai's task."

"Ms. Dazai? That's right, only Mr. Dazai is keen on letting us go on missions together." Nakajima Atsushi sighed, "Obviously as long as I and Kyoka-chan are fine."

Quan Jinghua was silent, but judging from her expression, she completely agreed with Atsushi Nakajima's words.

"I don't need a slow-wielding tiger!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned around and said viciously.

On the contrary, Atsushi Nakajima frowned, and looked up and down at Akutagawa seriously.With his arms folded and his chin resting on the other, he seemed to be thinking about something very serious.

"That, Akutagawa." He said cautiously.

"Huh?" Akutagawa, who felt that Renhu would not say anything nice, raised his vigilance.

"Did you not sleep well recently? You are so angry." He really felt that the nearest mustard river was like a dynamite barrel.

The veins on Akutagawa's forehead popped out, and a red light flickered on his body, as if Rashomon would jump out and bite Atsushi Nakajima's neck off in the next second.

"What is the mission Dazai-sensei gave?" Izumi Kyoka looked at Akutagawa with cryptic warning eyes.

Of course Akutagawa is not afraid of two to one, but Izumi Kyoka moved out of Dazai.

He is not Ryunosuke Akutagawa who has always been a black man in the original book. Although he is also in PortMafia, the work content of the PM company is no longer something that can be done in a hurry.In addition, Osamu Dazai has always been his teacher and worked at the school, so there is no problem of defecting from his own company-although Dazai himself does not want that company at all.

He is often sent to the armed student union by Dazai to investigate cases, so he has more experience in handling cases than Akutagawa Ryunosuke in the original book.

It is completely meaningless for him to fight with Atsushi Nakajima now, it will be a waste of time instead.

The red light dissipated, and Akutagawa turned his face away and walked to the next position: "Investigate who is the culprit in the Greenland Park bombing."

He repeated Osamu Dazai's words: "'I can smell the smell of the sewer.', Mr. Dazai said so."

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka looked at each other, neither of them understood the meaning of this sentence.

Akutagawa arrived before them and had already obtained part of the clues.He is now circling the river, looking for the wreckage of the bomb.

Atsushi Nakajima sighed, and he consciously turned back to the policeman who was still on the scene: "Got it, got it. I'll ask the policeman."

On the rooftop not far away, a white light reflected from the mirror.

After more than an hour of investigation, Akutagawa Ryunosuke found some bomb wreckage scattered along the river, and Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka learned what happened based on the clues from the police investigation.

The bomb that exploded this time was placed in a pink schoolbag, piled up with other people's things, inconspicuous.

Conan, who hurried over to solve the puzzle, only found the bomb ten seconds before the explosion. He didn't have time to throw it too far, so he could only throw it up the river.

He was injured in the explosion because he was a little close.

There was no clue that the suspect had placed the bomb at the scene, so the only breakthrough was Conan who was still lying on the hospital bed.

"It's Conan-kun, he seems to always run into cases." Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka walked side by side, with Akutagawa leading the way.

Quan Jinghua nodded.

Conan can be encountered every time in the commissions received by their armed detective agency, and Conan often appears in the commissions that their armed detective agency did not receive.

It seems that it is not uncommon for Conan to appear at the scene of the case.

"By the way, Akutagawa, did you come by car?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

They walked out of the cordon of Greenland Park and came to the side of the road.Several of them can drive.

Even in a world without supernatural powers, Yokohama often has emergencies, and knowing how to drive can save a lot of trouble.

"Nonsense, Renhu." Akutagawa walked to a black private car, "Mr. Dazai expected this situation, so he specially reminded me to drive."

This car was equipped by the port black-hand-party, rounding off the car that Mr. Dazai personally selected for him.

Not the expensive and luxurious type, but according to the mechanic next door, this car is hiding some surprises.

"Mr. Dazai? He always seems to be able to prophesy." Atsushi Nakajima sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima can only reach a consensus on the aspect that Osamu Dazai is omnipotent.

Akutagawa opened the car door and sat in. Of course he was the one driving.And Atsushi Nakajima opened the door of the back seat. He couldn't sit in the co-pilot, and of course Izumi Kyoka couldn't either.Atsushi Nakajima sat in, moved in a few times and waited for Quan Jinghua to come in.But Quan Jinghua stood outside and didn't follow in immediately.

"What's the matter, Kyoka-chan?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

Quan Jinghua stared at the car door with a solemn expression, and said uneasy: "It feels wrong."

Looking at this black private car, she always felt that something was wrong.It wasn't that she had seen the car before, it was just that she smelled danger.

It was as if a heart-piercing malice surrounded her.

Is it sight?

"What's wrong?" Atsushi Nakajima moved out a few more times, leaning over and approaching the outside.

And Akutagawa also opened the door and took off the seat belt.

From another vantage point, it appears that they are about to get out of the car.

In the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Don!"

"boom--"

The girl's screams were drowned out by the explosion.

The black private car was instantly covered by flames, and a huge mushroom cloud gradually rose.The strong wind brought by the explosion rushed around, causing a cloud of dust to be stirred up.The crowd screamed and rang the bell one after another.

The police who were still searching in Greenland Park quickly dispatched the police and reported to their superiors.

After the Greenland Park bombing, another bombing occurred in its vicinity soon after.And the police got the bomber's next riddle not long ago. These two things seem to be closely related or just a coincidence.

On the rooftop not far away, the mirror of the telescope reflected a white flash.

Cigarette butts were spit on the ground and crushed, and a man in black saw the chaos through a telescope.

He wears a peaked cap, and his facial features are sharp and angular, not like a Japanese.At this time, he was holding the binoculars in both hands, but his eyes were removed from the binoculars, and he looked at the flower that bloomed due to the explosion with his naked eyes.

A nasty smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he sighed softly: "That guy is really right."

He taunted unscrupulously on the uninhabited rooftop: "This is the fate of those who dare to touch our 'goods'!"

The brown mushroom cloud has not dissipated for a long time.