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A second mushroom cloud rose, and white smoke enveloped the scene, making it difficult to see what happened.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this time the target did not seem to be injured.

The man put down the binoculars in his hand and prepared to leave.

"That's right, if you dare to attack our 'Black' things, how can you be incapable." Like his sharp-edged appearance, he is not Japanese.This trip to Japan is also because of the theft of their organization, the 'Black' gunpowder depot bomb.

He is Barea Jim, a member of the American gang-gang 'Black'.

He first asked his subordinates to put a bomb on the target's car, but unfortunately he failed and the target escaped.The second time, he simply asked his subordinates to go there with a bomb strapped on them, trying to send the target directly to heaven.

Unfortunately, it failed again.

This subordinate is a marginal member of 'Black', because it is the Japanese who have the opportunity to follow Barea Jim to Japan to complete the task.However, it is obvious that the action failed, and this subordinate must voluntarily end his own life to prevent being caught by the red team.

As for the goal, Barea Jim came here this time to 'kill' the thieves who provoked them, and they still have a long time to consume.

Barea Jim wasn't going to stay much longer.

He walked down the corridor quickly, lowered his peaked cap with one hand, and took out his sunglasses to rest on the bridge of his nose.After coming out of the building at the observation site, he looked around vigilantly, and then turned sideways into the narrow path beside the building.

Plan the way of evacuation before taking action, which is as natural as eating and drinking for people like them.

He quickly shuttled through the trail, and it seemed that the task was completed very smoothly.

But what he didn't know was that the hunter who was waiting for the tree stump had already come to the tree stump.

...

"There was another explosion in the Greenland Park?! There are also vehicles committing crimes in the street?!" Mori Kogoro yelled strangely, "Did the prisoner not only give the new fight, but also prepare for other detectives?!"

Police Officer Megure also frowned. Although the police could buy time temporarily by not slowing down the trams, as long as no bombs were found, the trams on the ring line would not be able to stop.At the same time, the impact of this incident is constantly fermenting. The longer it drags on, the more anxious ordinary people on the ring line will become.

At this time, there was another explosion in Greenland Park.

It's just that misfortunes never come singly, the prisoner is too good at making trouble.

Mori Kogoro fell asleep against the wall: "Damn it! The bomb on the circular line has not been found yet! Doesn't this prisoner say first come first served!"

"Now we can only solve the puzzle and find the bomb before the sun goes down." Police officer Mugure also wanted to solve this incident immediately, but the brain hardware is here, and he just can't find the trick after thinking about it.

Toru Amuro, who received the notification one step earlier than Police Officer Megure, was also thinking about the prisoner's thoughts.Does the prisoner simply like chaos and let a lot of people be played around by him/her?Or is there another purpose?

'And stealing the bomb from 'Black' does not rule out the possibility of a gang committing the crime. 'He was thinking, and suddenly Edogawa Conan's voice came from the side.

"Sun...solar energy?!" The very smart boy rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then raised his head suddenly.

'When the train is lower than a certain speed, the time for the body to maintain shadow on the track will increase!And after dark, no matter whether the train is on the track or not, the bomb will not be able to shine on the sun——" In Conan's brain, the clues spun rapidly and finally pointed to one direction.

Toru Amuro turned his head and glanced at the elementary school-aged child. After hearing the key words, he quickly figured out the key to the puzzle.

"Let all the trains on the ring line leave the ring line!"

The voice of the child overlaps with the voice of the youth.

"The bomb is in orbit!"

Only under the car body, the bomb can control whether it explodes according to the shadow left by the train!

...

Barea Jim was running around in the trail, different from the slight contempt just now, at this time there was a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

The intuition developed after sinking in the dark world for many years was constantly sounding the alarm. He felt that a ferocious beast was chasing his breath, and the distance between them was constantly shrinking.

Barea Jim, who relied on his intuition to avoid many fatal situations, took out his pistol and loaded it while maintaining his running speed.

He turned sideways and opened a wooden warehouse facing the corner ground behind him.

In the next second, a black 'monster' rushed out from the corner, and the bullet just hit the black mass—no!The bullets stopped!

Barea Jim was shocked to see this scene.

The bullet stopped in front of the black beast, as if a stone had been dropped on the calm lake. Soon, the stone sank to the bottom of the lake, and the bullet fell to the ground, leaving only ripples.

As if the black beast was alive, it turned its head, opened its big mouth to Barea Jim, and let out a strange scream.

It seems to indicate the master's determination to win the prey.

This unreasonable side hit Barea Jim's brain, his eyes widened, and his brain suddenly became extremely active at the moment of life and death.

He thought of the two bomb attacks just now.

Couldn't see clearly, both times couldn't see clearly what was happening in the center of the explosion.

The first time was the aftermath of the explosion, and the second time was white smoke. Not surprisingly, it was a smoke-mist-bomb.

'Why can't you see clearly?Is it on purpose?What are they trying to hide? '

The highly educated residents of the dark world quickly seized a glimmer of life.

"They're hiding this anomaly!"

'monster'?Everyone knew it was a monster.

Is it real?What does this have to do with him, Barea Jim?He just needs to get out of here alive!

Barea Jim quickly changed his escape plan, gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed to the street.

The black beast following behind bit the ground, using potential energy to send its master forward.

It's Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

After helping Atsushi Nakajima throw a smoke-mist-bomb to cover up his ability to activate, he turned his head and saw the reflective circular surface on the tall building not far away.

It was one thing for him to hate Atsushi Nakajima, but it was another to think that Atsushi Nakajima could solve the suicide attack.If this trivial matter can't be resolved, he will help Mr. Dazai clean up the house with his own hands.

According to Atsushi Nakajima, he directly left Atsushi Nakajima and Izumi Jinghua to catch up.If it weren't for his poor physical fitness, he wouldn't be so far behind, and even needed to use Rashomon to run up after entering the unmanned trail.

"I found it." Sensing Barea Jim's intentions, Akutagawa wasn't too surprised.

In short, just deal with him before the enemy escapes.

The goddamn bastard who broke the car assigned to him by Mr. Dazai.

Rashomon stretched after Barea Jim's back, and his forward speed far exceeded the speed of a human flesh-body running. In the next instant, he could almost close his mouth and bite the prey's throat.

Barea Jim leaped forward sensitively, dodging this fatal attack. At the same time, he hit the corner wall and fired three shots in the back without looking back. The bullets pointed directly at the back of the black beast. Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Rashomon quickly turned around, blocking three bullets, and at the same time, Barea Jim made a sideways move and entered the next corner.

Barea Jim is more familiar with the terrain, and Akutagawa is at a disadvantage in this regard.

The street ends at the end of the corner, and that's what Barea Jim is aiming for.

what's on the streetThere are pedestrians coming and going, large and small stores, and monitoring at the door of the store.

Sunlight seeped into the dark alley, and Barea Jim felt he had won.

'He wouldn't dare use that ability where he could be seen anytime—' he thought.

Then he turned his head, turned around and held on to the wooden warehouse just two steps away from the entrance of the alley, and stabilized his footsteps.He was panting heavily, but with a sure-fire smile on his face.

He saw Akutagawa's figure appearing around the corner, and as expected, the black monster disappeared after seeing the scene ahead.

'He really didn't want to be exposed. '

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, as if the initiative had returned to him.He took a step back and seemed to be one step closer to the light.

"Human experiments? What kind of organization are you?" The initial panic dissipated, and Barea Jim regained his own pride. He even felt that they were in the same world, and they could reach a cooperation. "I like the ammunition of 'Black' ? We can totally cooperate—tell me about the cause of that mutation, and I will provide you with gunpowder."

Akutagawa's movements paused, and he looked over Barea Jim's head.

"How? I heard that the gray-haired kid stole the dynamite and only threatened an elementary school student, elementary school student, 'Black' is something you can hold with one finger." rising.

The running just now made Akutagawa a little overwhelmed. He coughed a few times, his eyes still fixed on the top of Barea Jim's head.

He narrowed his eyes and seemed to see something shiny.

"Think about it carefully, 'Black' can give you more than you can imagine." Barea Jim felt that he would definitely get benefits from this young man and from the organization behind this young man, which would shock his deadly enemies.

And Akutagawa's expression has been very cold, he seems to understand the current situation.He lowered his right hand covering his mouth and nose, and his gray eyes contained no positive or negative emotions.

He said slowly: "If it were you, I would first look behind you."

Barea Jim turned his head subconsciously.

The moment he turned his head, a spurt of blood suddenly rose from his chest.

That's where the heart is.

On the tall building behind him, in an open window, the sniper slowly put away the sniper wooden warehouse.

"Barea Jim, confirmed dead."

The target was shot and died. From this angle, the process of the target kneeling down and then leaning forward, completely lying on the concrete floor can be clearly seen.

Under the black knitted hat, the sniper's green cat eyes looked at his phone.

The mobile phone was placed on the coffee table next to it, the screen was always on, and a series of numbers were displayed on it.Exactly the 'in call' style.

"Happy cooperation." A young man's voice came from the phone.

...

A note reading 'Barea Jim' was crumpled up and thrown into the wastebasket.

And there seemed to be more white slips of paper placed on the table in a disorderly manner, with different names written on them with a black signature pen.