My script must be HE

It seemed that he didn't care about the building that was about to collapse. The visitor walked among the falling rubble, walked up to Conan, and picked up the elementary school student, who was only about one meter long, with his left hand.

The red spread, and Conan was a little dazed.

He saw a red light appear on his body surface.

"That bastard, he asked me to do all the dirty work." The man complained softly, then stretched out his right hand and grabbed Toru Amuro's collar.

In the next second, the ceiling collapsed, and the huge impact directly smashed through the ground.

The moment the ground sank, he rose into the air and turned around, while Conan and Toru Amuro who were being carried were thrown around like clothes being stirred in a drum washing machine.The next moment, someone kicked the stone that was falling towards them.

A spider web-like crack spread, and the stone shattered into fine pieces under this blow, and fell from the sides of the two of them.

"Tsk."

Before he could recover, suddenly, the cold wind slapped his face hard like a slap.

Conan's eyes widened, unable to comprehend the situation in front of him.

In the field of vision is the scene of changing floors faster than taking the elevator. The sound of kicking and smashing obstacles is constantly ringing in my ears. Gravel and sand fall with the tilt of the building, but he did not fall at all.

ten seconds?No, not that long, five seconds?

He saw the night sky.

The neon lights of the city flickered under their feet, and they were as inconspicuous as a drop in the ocean in the endless night sky.

They followed a vertical route and flew out.

"...Dream?" He blinked his dry eyes, turned his head, and happened to see Toru Amuro with the same astonished expression.

It can't be, Toru Amuro has already sent him to the afterlife when he raced, right?

The fine dust continued to spread, and with the last loud bang, the Mihua Municipal Building, a tall building that had stood for many years, collapsed and became a messy pile of soil clods and slabs on the ground.

The lights of the police car formed a continuous circle, and the smoke and dust aroused by the building filled the air.

The policemen staying here either raised their sleeves to block the impact of the dust, or stared at the ruins in a daze.The sound of the police siren was particularly piercing in the dark, and the dust had not yet dissipated. Maybe the people who stayed in the building still had a glimmer of life.

Officer Meguro turned his head and shouted something into the walkie-talkie.Yuya Kazami from the police arranged the next search and rescue with a dazed expression, as if he couldn't believe that Mr. Furutani was buried just like that.

Mori Kogoro shouted in the sound of the wind, which seemed to have broken the sound.

"Conan—"

The sound seemed to pass through the smoke and dust and reach the ruins.

However, no one thought of raising their heads and looking up at the sky through layers of gray fog.If they looked up, they could see three little black dots in the middle of the high school.

A faint red light floated on the black dot.

The man in the black coat held the collar of the primary school student with one hand and the back collar of the blond adult with the other, hovering over the top floor of the original Mihua Building.

The wind was blowing into his ears, and the right lens of the glasses shattered just as it exploded. The elementary school student who was picked up by the collar seemed to have heard that anxious cry.

But at this moment, his expression was blank, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to complain about that tough-mouthed and soft-hearted uncle.

Because he flew up.

No, it can't be regarded as he flew up, the word should be more accurate.

"I was carried and flew up..." he murmured in despair.

Just now, there was a 'huh', and soon, it flew out.

There were almost two more corpses in the ruins directly below, but they managed to escape, but the method of escape was somewhat unheard of.

Conan's brain crashed, he raised his head, and stared blankly at the person carrying him.

He had seen this person, under the Tokyo Tower a month ago, when Conan mistakenly thought he was a member of the Black Organization, and had planted a bug on this person - although he didn't hear anything.

Meeting again is actually such an unspeakable situation.

Compared with Conan, Toru Amuro received it well.

Clothes can be turned into knives, and people can be turned into tigers.This time it was just lifting Newton's coffin, no big deal.

it's not a big deal.

'Sure enough, it's better to send these people away earlier! 'It was the first time I experienced the feeling of being suspended in the air, but Toru Amuro didn't want this experience.

But he finally understood what happened to the wheel marks he saw on the wall of the storage room next to the cadre's office.

That's not an extreme operation to play with life and death, it's a manifestation of this person's ability - he can fly!

How can you think about what kind of car a flying person can drive with the normal racing thinking?Looking for abuse?

Toru Amuro raised his neck, those are trivial matters, the important thing is now.

The situation just now is not justified as a joke. If you are not careful, you will really die.

Who is going to kill him, whether the target is him or Conan, or the two of them, and what does it have to do with the port mafia.What matters now is this.

"If you are here, who is there?" He asked.

The man in front of him was dressed the same as the last time we met at the Port Mafia building.The black hat and coat seemed to be nailed to the body, and they did not shift in the slightest during the strenuous exercise just now.His warm orange hair swayed gently in the airflow, and his blue eyes looked down at the farce under his feet.

It was the same expression as when they had just picked up the two of them and charged straight up, relaxed.It seems that it is as simple as kicking and breaking steel pipes and reinforced concrete panels one after another, and floating in the air with the weight of two people.

The top cadre of the port black-hand-party, the second-in-command under the leader, gravity makes the Central Plains Zhongye.

This relaxed freehand brushwork seems even more mysterious in Toru Amuro's eyes.

"Ah, yes." Nakahara Chuya's hands drooped, one hand and one collar, because it was simply pulled but not lifted, so Amuro Toru's face was facing Nakahara Chuya's leg.It's like being dragged, except that the legs behind the soles of the Central Plains will not touch the ground, but will be suspended in the air.

Taking into account the presence of outsiders, Zhong Yuanzhong did not say anything that would damage the leader's face.Just mentioning 'that', he showed a subtle displeasure.

Forbearance is calm for a while, and being angry will only become the talk of that bastard.

"Now take you to meet the boss." He turned cold, arched his back, and looked back and forth from the neon lights below, "Boss sent me to rescue you out of kindness, thank you Dade."

"Wait, wait—" Conan realized something was wrong, but it was too late to speak.

He was sucked into the wind again, and he was held by the back collar and swayed in the air just like before.

The scene on the ground magnified in front of his eyes, and it seemed that he would hit the concrete floor in the next second, creating a deep hole.However, a red light flashed, the black cloak in front of him turned a corner, and the sky of tonight appeared again in his vision.

Zhong Yuanzhong also carried two people, and his figure moved at a high speed, like a red light flashing across the night sky.

Before Conan could react, Chuya Nakahara's foot had already set foot on the roof of the tall building next door.As if deliberately restraining his strength, he slowed down his speed at the last moment of landing, and did not smash out of the hole as usual.

Conan rolled forward, rubbed his head and sat on the cold floor, while Toru Amuro, who was taller than Chuya Nakahara, half-kneeled on the ground, quickly stabilized his figure and stood up.

The night wind howled, and it seemed that there were only three of them on the huge platform—no, there was one more person.

A black windbreaker and a dark red scarf hung around his neck like the color of coagulated blood.The man stood on the edge of the rooftop, as if he was staring at the night sky tonight, with a lingering sense of loneliness all over his body.

With his back to them, he tilted his head slightly.It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, and it seemed that he had timed it right. The man's iris-colored right eye happened to meet Conan's inquiring eyes.

The moment the man looked over, Conan felt a bone-chilling chill, as if everything about himself had been seen through.

His secrets, his thinking, his future.

After a long time, he heard the man chuckle.

"Good evening." The man turned around, showing a just-right smile, as if to shake off the depression just now.

Only then did Conan see his face clearly, the one-third of his face covered by bandages.

"Kudo-kun, this is our first meeting." He said, "My name is Dazai, Osamu Dazai, the leader of the Port Mafia."

It's not 'Teacher Dazai', it's 'Chief Dazai', the leader of Mafia.That eye seemed to carry the message.

Conan was stunned.

'Port black-hand-party, leader? '

He never thought that the 'Dazai' who saved Haibara Ai would be the leader of a mafia.What's the situation with "Mr. Dazai" that Akutagawa said?Didn't he meet his teacher?Where is Mr. Dazai who booed and teased his colleagues with his students?

It's not the same, it's not the same as the teacher they said.Who is lying?Or no one lied?

And just now, that unscientific rescue.

An absurd thought appeared in his mind, and the sense of existence became stronger and stronger, which could not be ignored.

"Why did you come to Tokyo?" Unlike Conan, Toru Amuro knew more, so he asked directly at this time.

This person was supposed to be in Yokohama, but at this time he actually appeared in Tokyo.

Strange, so strange, what made him take it so seriously.

Osamu Dazai left the edge of the roof and strolled in the courtyard: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Public Security."

He broke Amuro's identity with one word, and then spoke slowly, as if saying something insignificant: "You are being targeted by 'rats'."

Nakahara Nakaya had already stood behind his leader, his back straightened, his eyes fixed on Conan and Amuro Toru, exuding invisible pressure.He is like a dedicated guard, a powerful protector, once there is any movement between the two in front of him, he will quickly crush the source of danger that will bring the leader.

But his leader is more relaxed, not knowing whether to trust his cadres or his partners.

"I thought the target of the 'mouse' was Dun Jun, after all Dun Jun..." He skipped this paragraph vaguely, "But after I got the news that Dun Jun and the others were attacked, I was sure that the target of the 'rat' was not Dun Jun. Jun, but you."

"Dun? What's wrong with Dun?" Hearing the familiar name, Conan asked subconsciously.

"Dun Jun and the others are fine, they should be in the police station now." After all, Tokyo is not their Yokohama, and their status as members of the Armed Detective Agency is not enough for them to escape the record and interrogation. "Compared to Dun Jun and the others, you are more dangerous~"

It seems to be the temptation of the devil, and it seems to state the facts.He offered an olive branch to Conan.

"Continue to stay at your girlfriend's house, and that lovely lady may be implicated. I'm also curious about the purpose of the 'rat'. How about it? Do you want to come to the black-hand-party of the port as a guest?"

Chuya Nakahara stood silently behind Osamu Dazai, like his most powerful trump card.

Gravity puts rescue first and death threats second, and it seems impossible to refuse Osamu Dazai's invitation no matter what.

"...Where's Lan?" Conan asked slowly, "I'm leaving, will the prisoner let Lan go?"

But the only thing he was worried about was Mao Lilan.

But Osamu Dazai did not make any guarantees. After all, what that demon is best at is to use the weakness of human nature to attack the pain points.

"That's it." Anticipating the failure of persuasion, Dazai Osamu did not insist, "Let's do it like this, I'm tired too, and I'll let Mr. Anan explain to you about other things, Kudo-kun."

He waved his hand, turned around, and the red scarf fluttered in an arc.

"When you change your mind, you can always come to Yokohama to find me."

His tone was affirmative, as if this day would come sooner or later.

And that day doesn't have to wait long.

The black coat gradually disappeared from Conan's vision, and the Mafia leader left with his top cadres, as if he really only came to save someone.

The two people on the rooftop looked at each other, and saw a similar solemnity in each other's eyes.

'Something's going to happen' they thought at the same time.

...

Because the leader's ability is to eliminate the ability, Zhongyuanzhong can only give up using the ability to go straight to the end, and walk away step by step with the leader.

After getting into the car, he became the leader's special driver again.

After not getting angry all night, Nakahara Zhong also thought that his endurance was improving day by day, and all this was thanks to the man in the back seat of the car.

"Hey, Dazai." He saw through the rearview mirror that Osamu Dazai had lowered the car window to ventilate, "Your purpose is not just to let me fish out those two people."

Knowing that when Osamu Dazai opened his mouth, the other party would probably change the subject and get away with it, Nakahara Chu continued without waiting for an answer: "I saw Oda when I went out after dismantling the bomb, you want to see him? Why don't you go and say hello? "

Originally, Nakahara was still wondering why Osamu Dazai had nothing to do and brought him to the cinema to dismantle bombs.It's still a movie theater in Tokyo, and it has nothing to do with Hong Kong and black.

Until he saw Oda Sakunosuke with a few children behind him.

But Osamu Dazai behaved strangely.

He remembered that these two people were well-known friends in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang. After all, one was the youngest cadre, while the other was just a low-level member.

Yes, there is also the glasses professor from the Ministry of Intelligence.Even he would be surprised by the combination, the three of them are actually friends.

Usually, if he ran into Oda Sakunosuke during a mission, Dazai Osamu would definitely sneak out to find Oda Sakunosuke. This was not the first time Dazai Osamu did this.But this time not only did he not slip away, but Osamu Dazai didn't even look at the man.

Osamu Dazai seemed to have just glanced at a little girl, and dragged him away.Chuya Nakahara confirmed that Osamu Dazai never went to see Sakunosuke Oda.

The cold wind outside the car poured in from the car window, and Osamu Dazai's voice was somewhat indistinct in the wind.

"not the right time yet..."

"Ah?" Zhongyuan Zhong didn't hear clearly.

He looked at the glasses again, only to see Osamu Dazai clutching his heart, seeming to be very uncomfortable.

"I've wanted to say it since the beginning." His face was pale and his lips trembled, "Chuya, can you stay away from me, I seem to have a disease that makes me want to vomit when I see Zhongye." Vomiting action.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's forehead was throbbing with veins.

Endure, endure, endure.

I have endured it for a day, not short of this time.

Fuck him intolerable!

"Then get the hell out of here, bastard! Wait, don't stick your head out of the window—" Zhongyuan Zhong also held down the horn with one hand, "Head! Put it back!!!"

"Do you really want to throw up???"

What a crime! The leader became Osamu Dazai!

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{'Cooperate with the FBI' mission accomplished}

{'Cooperate with the police' mission accomplished}

{'Becoming an Enemy of Conan Edogawa' mission accomplished}

{'Become Edogawa Conan's friend' quest accomplished}

{'Disturb the confrontation between the FBI, public security, and black organizations' mission accomplished}

{The following rewards have been received

Power Stone*500

Power Stone*500

Power Stone*500

Power Stone*500

Power Stone*1000

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