Chapter Seventy-Three: Killing Six People Gives You Your Life

Gray Yuan Ai and Kurosawa Silver who were on the other end of the phone were both stunned, and a faint surprise involuntarily appeared in their eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Conan?" Kurosawa called out the other party's name in some confusion, "What's going on?"

"Don't ask so much, come out quickly!I have something to discuss with you!" Conan replied breathlessly while wiping his sweat, "I'll be waiting for you across the road!"

Across the road?

After the two subconsciously glanced at each other, their eyes instinctively looked out along the door of the game hall, through the busy and trafficy highway, at a glance, they really saw a little boy standing on the railing with his hands on his knees and gasping, and his right hand was still attached to his ear.

The true identity of this little boy is about to be revealed.

"Conan, how did he come here?" Kurosawa narrowed his eyes, glanced at his phone, and then looked outside, his face even more sluggish.

"Off, about the decryption of that letter...... I've got a clue!" Conan's breathing was a little calm, but his voice was getting more and more excited, until it even reached the point where he couldn't even speak clearly, "Yes, it's Miss Zhuxing, it's Miss Zhuxing...... Ugh!"

Maybe he was too nervous, but Conan couldn't help choking and coughing violently over there.

But stopping at such an important juncture in the middle of the conversation made the people on the other side even more anxious......

"Conan, you ......"

"Give me the phone!"

Kurosawa Silver opened her mouth to speak, but Gray Hara didn't give him this chance at all, almost as soon as Conan said a certain name, her face began to be abnormal, and without saying a word, she reached out and snatched Kurosawa Gin's hand, just quickly put the phone close to her ear and rushed out the door.

Her petite body dominated the dense crowd compared to the size of adults, and she shuttled extremely nimblely, reaching the side of the road in a few moments, and opened a considerable distance from Kurosawa Silver, and this distance continued to expand with time.

Kurosawa Silver looked at the back of Ash Yuan Ai, who had almost disappeared from his sight in just a few seconds, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, and turned around and walked towards Wabuni, who was playing a game and having fun with Asama Fumihito at this juncture.

Wu Wenjing was playing to the hot juncture, when she suddenly felt a shadow on her head, and she looked a little happy when she couldn't figure out the situation: "Hey, Xiaoyin, it's just in time, hurry up and tell me what 'Hitler's chainsaw' MG42 is - what are you doing!"

A sentence that was already in high spirits came to an abrupt end, and became endless shame and irritability.

Wu Wenjing's voice completely changed tone, so sharp that it could almost vibrate a glass into powder, but unfortunately Kurosawa Ginquan took these noises as the wind in her ears, and accelerated her hand to pull out the opponent's police gun from her waist, and after successfully getting the dangerous weapon, she turned around and ran away!

Wu Wenjing was almost scared off by Kurosawa Silver's move.

It's a pity that she sat in a special seat, and her body was forced to move, and for a while, she couldn't stop the other party even for a while!

"Black, Ze, Silver, You, Give, I,, Return-Hmph!"

The temporary failure caused by the game's operation error, the pain fed back from the host made Wu Wenjing involuntarily let out a muffled snort, but at this time, he didn't even have the capital to roar, so he could only watch Kurosawa Silver blow out of the field directly like a gust of wind, but he was still confused.

What's going on?

......

"Edogawa ...... What the hell is going on in the restaurant? Miss Stars...... What's wrong with Miss Zhuxing?"

Standing still, her eyes were fixed on the scenery in front of her, there was no expression on her face, and her voice was almost undulating and calm, but the hand holding the railing trembled slightly, but it exposed the unrest in her heart.

There's no way she's going to be calm.

Sometimes her only spiritual pillar is in danger of collapsing, and she can imagine how her heart trembles.

To this day, Conan and Gray Plains have been together for a long time.

Even if he didn't know the true identity of the Star Palace, he knew the emotions of Gray Yuan Wai very clearly.

But after taking a few breaths, while paying attention to the traffic light situation, his voice that answered Gray Yuan's mourning was also wondering: "Zhu, Miss Zhuxing, what's wrong?"

"It's not that you said sister...... "Gray Yuan Wai changed his words for a second, "You just mentioned the clue of the case and Miss Zhuxing." ”

“...... Oh, it's this ......."

Conan's voice gradually calmed down, and he glanced at the traffic light that turned from yellow to green and immediately ran over to this side, and at the same time, he may have noticed that something was wrong with the gray plain mourning on the other side, and the second sentence was a profound emphasis.

"Miss Zhuxing is fine, it's us who have something!"

"......," Gray Plains looked at Conan in a daze.

"Kurosawa Silver told you about it, the letter, the letter, and the sketch on the letter......" Conan slowed down as he approached Ashbara, pulling at the red bow tie that had been crooked from a long run not long ago.

"I received ...... too," Gray Plains stared at Conan, "Miss Zhuxing also received it?"

"Not really. Conan shook his head crisply, "That's not what I'm trying to say. Instead, Yuan Tai accidentally knocked over the teacup and splashed water on the sketch, and Miss Zhuxing, who worked there, helped dry the sketch......"

He stood still in front of Gray Yuanwai, shook his hand, and lifted the sketch paper that had been clutching his left hand since just now.

The sketch in Conan's hand was originally the one in the letter he sent to Dr. Asasa.

But on its surface at this time, the light handwriting of the sketch receded, and the black handwriting jumped up.

Seeing this, even if you don't need Conan to explain the gray plain mourning, it is clear.

The sender wrote some words on the paper with thin dilute sulfuric acid, but it usually does not appear, after drying, the water evaporates, the concentration of sulfuric acid increases, and the concentrated sulfuric acid carbonizes the paper, and the handwriting of Jiao appears on it......

Perhaps, the words on this are the real message that the sender wants to convey!

"Kurosawa Gin, I will let you taste the pain of losing the person you love the most, and the lives of these six people are the reward for the gifts I gave you!"

"Dr. Asasa, he is the fourth deceased, please prepare your teacher's coffin!"

The bloody and cruel handwriting, with sharp and angular strokes, is completely different from the elegant words on the envelope!

The sketch, which had been slightly dim in dusk color, was even distorted into a blood-red patch under the influence of this comparison.

How bloodthirsty and manic the writer's heart is, through this thin piece of paper, the wolf's ambition is revealed.

"This is ......," Gray Yuan's pupils contracted violently into a line.

"Murder notice, for Kurosawa!" Conan gritted his teeth and forced out, "The sender wants to kill the people who received this letter one by one in order! I came here to talk to him face-to-face about who his close friends are! Find out the first participant in the game to put an end to the tragedy!"

"It's right behind......" Gray Yuan Ai instinctively turned around, but before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly felt a heavy shadow over his head.

I thought it was Kurosawa Silver who was catching up with Gray Yuan Ai and instinctively raised her head, but she saw the blue sky and blue clouds first, and there was a small dot in her eyes that kept magnifying.

A person's body, at this moment, happens to fall from a high-rise building of dozens of floors, and that bloody face happens to be face to face with her!