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The explosion stopped temporarily, and the shaking of the ground stopped. Conan and Toru Amuro ran towards the bomb immediately.

The red numbers on the LCD screen are constantly changing, and the time is mechanically reduced with the passing of minutes and seconds, leaving no room for the two of them.

Conan's glasses were stained with dust, and he was a little disheartened at this moment.His flashlight shined on the gift bag, and by the way, it also shone around.

Among the stacked irregular stones, a conspicuous pink packet is pressed under it.

If nothing else, it should be a tool kit that can be used for bomb disposal.

"Brother Amuro, can you defuse bombs?" He squatted down, shining his flashlight on the pink tool bag.

"Well, someone taught me." Amuro Toru also saw the conspicuous pink in the gravel. He squatted in front of the gift bag, stretched out his hand to push aside the gravel, and took out the pink bag from it. He opened the rolled up small bag , which contained a pair of silver-white metal blade tools, "It seems that the prisoner wants to play a game of 'demolishing the bomb' with us."

A bomb, a pack of tools.

Obviously, this is to be dismantled by the two people who are still within the range of the bomb explosion.It was dismantled, and it is safe to wait for rescue outside.If it is not dismantled, it will die here.

This is naked provocation.

Toru Amuro stared at the lines on the bomb, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was smiling, but his tone was gnashing his teeth, as if he was very annoyed: "An, Xin. I will dismantle this thing, and then, finish, okay, nothing , I’ll take you out.”

Like a shaved lion.

Conan took two steps back slightly, away from the man who exuded an unpleasant aura all over his body.

"The blood is on your head..." He complained, but his body honestly used his watch and flashlight to help Amuro Toru illuminate the bomb in front of him.

In any case, the most important thing is to dismantle the dangerous source of the bomb.

Toru Amuro sat down cross-legged, carefully straightened the bomb in the gift bag, and placed it on his lap.Bombs are a very common type. Toru Amuro pulled out the scissors from the tool and carefully distinguished the colorful threads.

"Start with this." The scissors approached the yellow wire, and then closed decisively.

"Crack."

The scissors cut the yellow line and made a crisp sound. The red numbers were still counting down, the numbers were beating, and there were six minutes and 11 seconds left.

Conan's heart was raised high, and he watched nervously as the scissors in Toru Amuro's hand approached the next thread.

One click, two clicks, three clicks.The number to the right of the colon returns to zero and starts counting down from 59.

{04:59}

{04:58}

In the darkness, the multi-faceted spy had a stern expression, his eyes fixed on the messy wiring of his subordinates.

"Crack."

The speed at which the scissors closed was not affected by the timer at all, and the hand holding the scissors was steady, without the slightest tremor.

A drop of sweat hung on Amuro Toru's straight nose, and the tip of his nose was crumbling.

{03:00}

{02:59}

{02:58}

Conan silently calculated the next thread that needed to be cut, and while he was thinking, Amuro Toru's scissors had already touched the thread.

Green, white, black.

There was a final sound of cutting, and the red wire was cut in two by the sharp blade.

{00:48}

The numbers flashing red stopped beating.

And neither of them moved.

Five seconds later, Conan moved first.

"Finally..." He breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the ground, lifted his sleeves and wiped his dusty cheeks.

Toru Amuro first lifted the bomb on his leg, moved it to the uneven floor, and then stretched.

"I'll say it's okay." He was as confident in his bomb disposal skills as he was in his drag racing skills, "Now just wait for the police to rescue you."

Not surprisingly, Kazami Yuya and the others will soon break through the wall with an electric drill ancestor and come to pick them up.

The explosion had stopped for a while, and the noisy sound from the outside world was separated by several layers of walls, and when it came here, it was already weak and indistinct.

Conan turned his head and looked at Toru Amuro's profile from the corner of the flashlight.

This member of the black organization, the man who made Huiyuan so afraid that he would tremble in a room, seemed to be lost in memories at this moment, with a relaxed smile on his mouth, completely different from his usual hypocrisy.

So strange, really so strange.

He is obviously a criminal, but he believes that the police can rescue him?

The corners of Conan's mouth flattened, and thoughts raced through his mind.One thing he has been wondering is why Dazai-sensei let people from the Black Organization enter the Armed Detective Agency.

It can be seen from Osamu Dazai assisting Hui Yuan Ai to escape, he is not ignorant of the black organization, and he most likely knows the inside information of the black organization.

Haibara knew that Toru Amuro was a member of the organization, but Osamu Dazai didn't know?Or did he really want to use the Armed Detective Agency as bait?

But if bait is used, a detective agency that has nothing to do with the Black Organization is far less attractive than the defected former member Haibara Ai.There are many ways to use Haibara Ai without involving the Armed Detective Agency, but Osamu Dazai's method is to make the Armed Detective Agency a shelter for Haibara Ai, and then attract Amuro Toru who did not recognize Haibara Ai .

No, too contradictory.

If it was used as bait, then there was no need for Hui Yuanai to feign death.As long as she is allowed to escape, the organization in black will continuously send people to look for her.

But if it's not the bait, then why would the Armed Detective Agency have access to Toru Amuro of the Black Organization.As long as Toru Amuro finds out that something is wrong with Haibara Ai, the suspended animation prepared by Dazai Osamu for Haibara Ai will be a waste of work.Besides, the two minors in the Armed Detective Agency are both students of Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai has no reason to put students in danger for no reason.

Although that man has an out-of-character personality, in the mouths of Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa, he is a very responsible and good teacher.

In other words, his reasoning is wrong from the premise.

It seems that Conan's gaze is too hot, or it may be that Conan stared at it for too long, Amuro tilted his head and looked at Conan.

"Is there something on my face?" he asked.

Conan's thoughts gradually became clear, he shook his head, and then looked at Amuro's blue eyes.

Two pairs of blue pupils looked at each other, and the difference in color made them look not so similar.

"Brother Anshi." With a serious expression on his face, he lowered his voice and said slowly, "Are you a good person?"

Amuro's smile disappeared.

Dazai's actions would only make sense if there was only one case - and that would be if Amuro was a 'NOC', an undercover agent.

Only in this way, the joining of Toru Amuro will be completely harmless to the Armed Detective Agency, and Haibara Ai, who Osamu Dazai took painstaking efforts to rescue, will not be found by the black organization again because of Toru Amuro's joining.

Conan repeated his meaning again with an affirmative tone.

"The enemy of the bad guys who use wine as a code name."

And Toru Amuro restrained his smile, his expression was hidden in the darkness, and after a long time, he spoke.

"Dare you say it, do you really think I won't tell the organization? The news that you are still alive." There was a stern light in his eyes, "Kudo Shinichi."

When Conan ran out of the Moritani house, Moriya Teiji silently read three syllables to Conan's back.

"しんいち (Shinichi)."

Shinichi, Kudo Shinichi.

Because Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi, Moriya Teiji called Conan a "famous detective", so he didn't care that Kudo Shinichi, who wanted revenge, "transferred" the case to Edogawa Conan, a primary school student.

Because they are the same person.

A few minutes ago, they were working together to defuse bombs.A few minutes later, the atmosphere between them suddenly became cold.

"Brother Amuro, you won't say it." Conan didn't move his eyes away.

"I'm not Gin, I'll give you a chance to escape." Amuro Toru also looked at Conan.

They stared at each other closely, not letting go of the slightest change in expression.

The sound from the outside world seems to be far away, and it seems to be gradually approaching.The rumble of the electric drill gradually became clear, and it seemed that a policeman was shouting with a loudspeaker.

"People inside! Report your location!"

It was Yuya Kazami's voice.

In the darkness, a red light flickered.There seemed to be some faint sound drowned out by the loud sound of electric drills.

"We'll talk about this matter later. Brother Anshi, something's wrong."

Conan pricked up his ears, stood up, and walked towards the gravel swept by the light of the flashlight.

"It's right that something is wrong." Toru Amuro was not surprised.

Just dismantling an ordinary bomb and trapping them for a while will end the matter, then this is too smooth, and it is unbelievable that it is smooth.

He also stood up and followed the light of the flashlight to carefully identify the surrounding gravel. In the dark space, there seemed to be nothing but the light of the flashlight.

However, neither of them relaxed their vigilance. They carefully observed every detail and carefully searched for places where things might be buried among the rubble.

And behind them, red lights glowed in the dark.

"drop--"

Count down to zero.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red, and Toru Amuro instantly held Conan in front of him, and the two of them threw themselves onto the gravel-covered ground together.

"Be careful!

A heat wave exploded from above, and a huge air current hit the ceiling.

Conan fell to the ground, and Toru Amuro, who fell to the ground behind him, was hit by the heat wave, turned forward, and fell to the wall.

The already scarred walls could not support another explosion, the rubble continued to fall, and the cracks on the walls and ceilings gradually expanded.At this moment, a little red light appeared on the ceiling.

"boom--"

The spider-like crack finally collapsed, and Toru Amuro raised his head with difficulty.

He saw a huge black shadow falling at an unavoidable speed.

That's the cracked ceiling.

It seems that in the next second, this place will be completely filled with the surrounding sand like a sand cave by the beach, and it will be reduced to flat ground and completely reduced to ruins.

The load-bearing columns were blown up.

It seems that it will not take much time to be buried here.

The brain was spinning wildly, one method after another appeared and then rejected, Conan was crushed on the floor by the impact and could not move.His face was pressed against the ground, and he could only see the cracked ground.

However, the unstoppable trend of building collapse can be felt even if it does not look up.

Not enough, not enough time, not enough time for the football to swell!

No, there is no time to inflate the soccer ball!

At this moment, he suddenly had a wonderful idea.

The sound of the electric drill can no longer be heard, and the sound of the outside world is completely covered in the roar.

The first bomb keeps him and Toru Amuro here, unable to leave.

The second bomb allowed him and Amuro to concentrate on defusing that one bomb, ignoring the other bombs hidden around them.

The third bomb exploded during the relaxation time they were defusing the bomb and started to disrupt the layout of this room and the ceiling started to cave in.

The fourth bomb destroyed the load-bearing columns and completely destroyed the entire Mihua Municipal Building.

And this place is like a grass that was crushed to death when an elephant fell to the ground. Among the collapsing behemoths, it will inevitably face the end of being crushed.

In particular, he and Toru Amuro seemed to be the only two people here, and even if they couldn't escape, only the two of them died.

Does it look like a land of the end specially prepared for them?

Before he could think about it, a black leather shoe suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Conan was pressed against the ground, his shattered glasses slightly obstructing his vision.But how is it possible, how could someone walk over wearing Cheng Guangwaliang's leather shoes at this time?

That might be an illusion, he thought.

Then he saw another foot come into view.

"It's easy for me to find."

An unfamiliar yet familiar voice.